Chapter 4 - Naughty Books

Levy McGarden woke up in her bed, and took a look at the calendar on her wall.
 
"Ah! It's that day again! Great!" She bounced out of bed, and headed to freshen herself up. "Need to wear something light today if I'm going to be working in the place." She told herself, taking off the light top she slept in.
 
On her bare back, her Fairy Tail mark sparkled on her left shoulder blade. But as she turned to pick out her clothes for the day, a patch of skin on the right shoulder blade sparkled. Her eyes unfocused for a moment, before returning to normal when she blinked.
 
"Guess I'll go with this..." Levy said to herself, reaching for something at the back of her wardrobe.
 
The final result had the girl in one of her usual low cut orange dresses, with detached orange sleeves. She took a look at herself in the mirror and nodded, before setting off from the Fairy Hill Dorms.
 
After a quick breakfast at the guild hall, the blue-haired girl waved goodbye to her friends and set off for her destination, humming cheerily to herself. She boarded a train at the train station, and found an empty compartment where she sat down to read a book she brought along. Taking out her speed reading glasses, she put them on and opened the tome.
 
To Levy's surprise, she had brought along one of her adult-oriented books. She could feel her face heating up as her magic-enhanced vision took in the words, with her imagination automatically providing the imagery.
 
Her nipples hardened as he ran his fingers over them, and she started to breathe faster, matching her quickening heart. Her body was screaming with desire for him, and thoughts of kneeling before him and submitting to his wants ran through her mind. The sight of his erect shaft before her eyes made her salivate, and a tingling in her loins told her that her mouth was not the only orifice that wanted to be filled by it.
 
Flushing furiously, Levy shut the book and stowed in away in her bag. She fidgeted slightly, aware of her stiffening nipples and her own tingling loins. She was almost relieved to arrive at her destination, the next town where the library was, and got off the train hurriedly.
 
Outside the train station, she took a few minutes to calm herself down before looking around to get her bearings. Having been to this place quite often before, it wasn't long before she stood right outside the town's library. Beaming, she walked right in, going from the bustling outside to the near silence of the interior.
 
Levy looked around the place, and spotted one of the librarians that worked here. The spectacled young girl noticed her as well, and waved as she approached; they knew each other quite well, since the Fairy Tail mage was a frequent visitor.
 
"The head librarian's downstairs. She's waiting for you." The girl informed her, keeping her voice low so as not to disturb the other patrons.
 
Giving the young librarian a smile of thanks, Levy made her way to the stairway that led to the basement of the building. At the bottom of those stairs stood a thick metal door with a sign that warned unauthorized people away, but she walked up to it and knocked, the sound echoing around the silence of the small area.
 
It opened silently, and Levy slipped through the gap. Once she was through, it closed just as quickly as it opened.
 
Waiting in the corridor on the other side was the head librarian, Claire. She was the image of a sexy librarian, with raven-black hair tied up in a bun and frameless spectacles, on top of the tight clothes that accented her generous bosom and butt. Levy glanced at those features envyingly, before looking down at her own less-developed figure in disappointment.
 
"Welcome, Levy-chan." The woman greeted her.
 
"H-hello, Claire-san." Levy stuttered, realizing she had been staring.
 
Claire nodded to her and started walking down the corridor. "I have a new book for you. I think you might enjoy it."
 
They passed several closed doors, and Levy felt her face blush as her ears picked up the muted sexual moaning from behind them. She had to keep forcing her eyes away from those closed doors, or her mind would start dreaming up the scenes that were taking place behind them. In the end, she focused on a new target: Claire's tightly-wrapped butt, swaying from side to side as she led the way forward.
 
The mage gently bit her lower lip, wondering how it would feel to grab a handful of that ass. Her traitorous mind immediately locked onto that thought and ran away with it.
 
"Oh!" Claire gasped as something suddenly clamped onto her bubble butt, prompting her to turn around. "What- Mmmph!?"
 
Her lips locked with the older woman's, Levy pushed her voluptuous body against the wall, rubbing her own lithe form against its front. Her tongue forced its way into the unresisting mouth, exploring the cavity in a dominating fashion.
 
Meanwhile, her roaming hands yearned to experience the feel of the firm flesh in their grasp. They slipped lower and found the hem of the skirt, which they immediately yanked upwards, depriving Claire of the last piece of defense that protected one of her two impressive features from attack.
 
Levy broke off for air, but it was only a quick intake of breath, enough for her to lay claim to the woman she had been lusting over ever since she first met her. 
 
"Mine-"
 
"Levy-chan. Levy-chan!"
 
"Huh? What? What is it?" Levy jerked up straight, mortified that the subject of her fantasy had noticed.
 
"We're here." Claire indicated the open door they were standing in front of.
 
Through the doorway, Levy could see two desks and a chair, and a single book on top of the desk the chair was in front of. On top of the other desk, there were several dildos and vibrators of various types, and she found herself looking forward to experiencing them.
 
But before she could take a step, Levy suddenly found her back up against the wall with Claire in her face, a thigh pressed uncomfortably between her legs.
 
"Just so you know, Levy-chan..." The woman hissed, her breath flowing over Levy's face. "I do the dominating here."
 
Levy winced as the hand clamped around her breast squeezed it hard once, then let it go. Stepping back, Claire gave her a proud look, and sauntered away. Swallowing the saliva in her mouth, Levy entered the room and closed the door behind her.
 
Biting her lip, the mage moved over to the desk and placed a hand on the title-less book.
 
"You naughty whore. You were rubbing your filthy cunt on my precious reading table, weren't you?" A smack on the butt accompanied those words, making Levy cry out in a mix of humiliation and arousal. "Well? Answer me!"
 
"Yes! Yes I was! I'm sorry!" Levy sobbed.
 
"You don't sound sorry. Let's see you prove it." Her master ordered. "I want you to do it again. Go on, rub your pussy on my table."
 
Sniffling, Levy reached down and lifted her skirt, exposing her swollen pussy lips. Shifting her position, she brought it in contact with the cool wood of the table, feeling her sensitive spot tingle against it.
 
 
There was another smack on her butt, this time on the other cheek. "Start rubbing, slut! Show me how you got yourself off last time!" 
 
Repressing a moan of pleasure, the enslaved mage did as she was told. Her hands gripped the table's edge as she ground her crotch against the corner, sending small waves of pleasure through her body as she did.
 
"How does it feel, slut? Tell me!"
 
"I-it, it feels good... it feels good!" Levy cried out, increasing the speed of her movements.
 
"I knew you were a pervert." Another smack landed on her butt. "Say it, say what you are!"
 
"I'm a pervert... I'm a-!"
 
Levy jerked, blinking as she realized just what she was doing. Her skirt was lifted up while her top was pushed down to expose her breasts, and she was enacting the scene from the book. Already the corner of the table was wet with her own juices, and when she reached down to check, her pussy was so sensitive it wouldn't take much to push her over the edge to orgasm.
 
"Cum for me."
 
Her eyes widened, and then her body was suddenly wracked with a wonderful climax, one that made her tingle all over with the need for more. It was a short one, and it left her hunched over and panting. Wincing as her sensitized genitals brushed against the wet wood, Levy tiptoed backwards and managed to maneuver herself into the chair.
 
Seated, she could see the large mirror that faced the desk, reflecting every detail, including that of her lower half. Licking her lips, Levy slowly spread her legs wide and reached down to pull her skirt back. Her arousal continued to rise as what lay beneath was revealed; her panties were lacy with a slit that exposed her dripping cunt. Levy swallowed, and reached out for the toys that lay on the other desk.
 
Her hand brushed against the book.
 
She could hear her master's voice instructing her in her duties as she sat at the table, but she barely paid it any attention. Levy knew it wasn't right to do such a thing, but it was just such a turn-on. Reaching down as he was about to pass by in front of her, she gripped her labia with pinched fingers on both sides and slowly pulled them apart. If her master were to bend down right now, he would see her naughty pussy, spread wide open and dripping.
 
"Slave Levy," His voice cut through her like ice, "What do you think you're doing?"
 
"Ah, um, I..." She stuttered, mortified at being caught with her legs spread.
 
"Stand up!"
 
Levy bolted to her feet, but before she could close her legs, another snapped command forced her to keep them spread. She could feel her fellow slave sisters looking at her with scorn and arousal, and their gazes made her want to call for them to look at her more.
 
Several sex toys scattered over her desk, and she looked down at them.
 
"Since you seem to want that whore hole of yours filled so much, I want you to take those and stuff it in one by one. Each time you do, tell everyone here how much you like it!"
 
"Yes, Master..." Levy whimpered, reaching out for the first.
 
She turned the rotor on, feeling it buzz in her hand. Gulping, she reached down and pressed it against her nether lips, trembling as its vibrations hit her sensitive parts. 
 
"Well? Say something!"
 
"I-it, it tingles against my, my pussy..." Levy chewed her lip. "I could cum from this..."
 
Slowly, it spread open her labia, and slid inside with a wet sound. The sensation of it buzzing inside her made the mage keen in her throat, and only her master's order kept her from folding over. Her hand shaking, Levy reached out for the next toy.
 
"Oh god, I'm so wet..."
 
"I-it's like my soul is, it's being fucked..." A rotor circled around her erect clit before going in.
 
"Thinking about how th-this is going inside me... is making my clit so hard..." Levy ran her tongue along the large dildo, lubing it up for insertion.
 
"Ahh... ohhh... please please please... I'm breakinggg..." Her hands gripped the table, pulling herself against the thick rod braced against it.
 
"AAAAAHHHHH!" Levy screamed, her eyes rolling back in her head as various sex toys shot out from her soaking wet vagina, unable to stay inside.
 
By now, it was gaping wide open, having been stretched to that point by all the things she had been forcing into it. With the proper angle, one could even see her cervix. Groaning desperately, she reached forward and pushed her whole hand right in.
 
"Ohhhh, yesss... fuck my pussyyyy..." Levy moaned, working it in and out. "I'm gonna cum again... gonna cum, gonna cum- NNNRRRRGGHH!"
 
More juices squirted out, and some landed on the book. It glowed slightly, and Levy suddenly yanked her hand out.
 
"Wh-what the...? What was I...?" Her eyes widened. "This has to be a joke... I didn't just..."
 
Looking around frantically, she staggered upright and quickly covered herself. Levy wasn't sure where she was, but she knew one thing: she had to get out of there, at once. Rushing out of the room, she found herself in a dark corridor, and turned to the right. Her legs felt weak due to the orgasms that were forced on her, but Levy forced herself to go on.
 
She eventually came to a large wooden door, through which she could hear strange sounds. Levy listened carefully for a while, but she couldn't make out anything clear. But it was obvious what she had to do, and so she carefully pushed the door open and slipped through.
 
The scene on the other side was both horrifying and arousing at the same time. Countless bodies writhed against each other in a mindless orgy of sex and lust, and the sounds that Levy had heard earlier were now revealed to be cries and moans of ecstasy. She stood there staring for some time, watching the events unfolding before her, unconsciously reaching down to rub herself.
 
Two women on all fours pushed their hips against each other, connected by double-headed dildos in both vagina and ass, crying out with bliss as they forced the items deeper into themselves. On poles erected around the room, exotic dancers twirled in sexy and exposing costumes, shaking their assets for anyone who would watch, and occasionally rubbing their crotches against the hard poles. Here and there were the occasional male, surrounded by beautiful and naked females that were eager to cater to their pleasures; Levy swallowed and rubbed her legs together as she saw a buxom blonde sucking furiously on a thick penis, her eyes rolling back in her head as white fluid spilled from her lips. Turning away, she saw another even thicker cock pop free of a gaping anus, and several women crowded around it, their tongues flapping hungrily in an effort to catch what was leaking out.
 
"Ah, there you are, Levy-chan." Levy turned to see a woman she took a moment to recognize as Claire, the head librarian of the next town over from Magnolia.
 
However, her appearance was vastly different from what Levy remembered. Her normally tied up hair was undone, falling loosely over her shoulders, and she was completely naked save for a tight leather corset that showed off her large breasts with their pierced nipples, thus the trail of semen leaking down her thighs were obvious to anyone who looked. The serious expression Levy remembered Claire always had was also replaced, by an expression that was unmistakably hungry with lust.
 
"Master has been waiting for you." Claire cooed, beckoning with one hand.
 
Levy found herself following the woman, and her eyes tracked the reddened butt as it swayed from side to side, which made her swallow her suddenly wet mouth. When it stopped, she looked up and saw a man sitting on a throne.
 
The moment his gaze met hers, the mage found herself wanting to go on her knees. They wobbled beneath her, but she fought and managed to stay standing. Rather than risk making eye contact a second time, Levy looked elsewhere, and immediately noticed the book he was holding. It had her name on its cover, and the illustration on it showed her nude body posing sexily. Shivering, she tore her eyes away, only for them to lock onto the huge rod of flesh sticking up from between his legs.
 
"You... what did you do to me?" She demanded in a shaky voice, trying not to imagine herself being impaled on that monster.
 
"I enslaved you." The man replied simply.
 
Levy shuddered, nearly collapsing. It took a lot of effort not to give in to the joy she felt when she heard him say that, even if she knew it was false. She didn't notice that she was already rubbing her crotch with one hand.
 
Gritting her teeth, she straightened up as much as she could and pointed at him. "You... you won't get away with this!" The mage declared.
 
"What will you do about it then?" The man asked amusedly.
 
"This!"
 
Levy crossed her arms in front of her, her hands making fists with her thumb sticking out between the index and middle fingers. Opening her hands as she spread her arms apart, she ran her fingers over her nipples, her body writhing in obvious pleasure as she did so. She then spun around and kicked one leg up, displaying impressive flexibility as she held that straightened leg near her head with her dripping pussy facing the smirking man.
 
"Solid Script:-" Levy shouted, and dropped her leg to aim at the ground in front of her with both hands. "Vibrate!"
 
Plastic green letters depicting the last word she said appeared in front of Levy's hands, buzzing loudly over the sounds of sex in the hall, and dropped onto the ground where they bounced once. Before they could fall over, Levy pounced on them, straddling the word itself and pressing her pussy against the top of the letter T.
 
Her teeth clenched tightly as it penetrated into her, and then she bent over to hug it closer, her hands going through the hole in the letter B for leverage.
 
"Ohhhh... Uhhhh..." Levy groaned as the shocks of the vibration sent repeating waves of pleasure through her body. "Seeeee... this issss... myyyy... Slut Scriiiipt... magiiiic..."
 
Her body suddenly tensed up and started jerking, as she climaxed from the stimulation. Levy's eyes rolled back, her tongue lolling out while her hips began humping the makeshift dildo on their own. With the loss in concentration, the vibrating word disappeared with a puff of smoke, causing Levy to crash onto the carpeted floor, her hips still humping automatically.
 
The man stood up from his seat and descended the few steps that elevated his position above the rest. With a light kick, he knocked Levy over onto her back, and knelt down between her legs. The shock of it seemed to jar her to her senses, and she looked at him woozily.
 
"Th...th... st..." Her attempts to speak only resulted in nonsense.
 
The man lined his stiff cock up with her gaping hole, and thrust it all the way in with a single movement. Levy gasped once, then relaxed completely as he began to fuck her.
 
"Th...th...thank you... master..." She moaned, her lips stretching in a blissful smile.
 
Above the small tuft of pubic hair, the guild mark of Lilith's Collar glowed, bulging out slightly as the man's huge cock pistoned into her tunnel. Around the fucking pair, other women watched with enjoying smiles, every one of them bearing the same mark on the same spot on their bodies.
 
"That was a good show, Levy." The man grunted, his thrusts picking up speed.
 
"Anything... for you... master..." The mage moaned, looking up at him adoringly. "I can't wait... for my... outer self... to submit... to you like... I have...!"
 
Smirking, the man wrapped his arms around her body and picked her up off the ground. Levy wrapped her arms and legs around him, and began moving as well, groaning as his thick cock penetrated even deeper inside her. She could feel the head of it poking against the opening to her womb, and shivered as the memories of previous times when he had pumped his cum directly inside came to mind.
 
They vanished from her head when his tongue suddenly invaded her mouth, transferring delicious-tasting ambrosia inside. "Mmm... Mwah... Master..." Levy whispered.
 
"Here it comes, slut!" The man growled, and jerked his hips up while pushing hers down.
 
Levy screamed in combined pain and pleasure as his cock punched through, and her cervix tightened around his huge cockhead just as it started spewing hot semen straight into her womb. Even as her eyes rolled back, she kept twisting her hips from side to side, massaging his cock into unleashing every single drop it could inside her. She could almost imagine the billions of tiny sperm swimming down her tubes, drowning her ovaries and forcefully fertilizing every egg.
 
The thought itself was enough to make her climax another time.
 
Later, Levy knelt before the throne, dutifully licking her master's cock clean with slow and even licks, not caring that some of it was rubbing off on her face. In fact, she delighted in smearing the mess of juices over her cheeks and nose, taking deep breaths of the obscene smell wafting off it.
 
"Thank you for fucking me, Master." She murmured.
 
"You're a good slave, Levy." The man said approvingly. "Not many slaves are willing to accept a second brand."
 
The triangular mark on her right shoulder blade sparkled, an identical copy of the one above her crotch. It was a contrast to the Fairy Tail mark on her left shoulder blade, both of which Levy displayed proudly.
 
"That's because they don't know what I do." Levy replied, fondling his balls lovingly, "Lilith's Collar is where we all belong, acting as we should."
 
The man nodded, stroking her hair tenderly as she began laying kisses along his shaft. Beneath her, Claire lay on her back, robotically lapping at the cum that oozed from Levy's stretched-out cunt.
 
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Levy boarded the train, carrying a new book in her arms. The train conductor nodded to her as he punched her ticket, and directed her to a compartment with a smile.
 
She found a pretty looking girl already there, and they exchanged friendly smiles as a greeting before Levy took a seat. As the train started to move, she struck up a conversation.
 
"Say, do you like books?" She asked the other girl.
 
"Um... a little, I guess?" The girl seemed surprised at being talked to.
 
"What do you think of this book?" Levy handed the tome she was carrying to the girl, who took it and opened the cover.
 
There was a flash of light, and the girl's eyes went blank as she stared down at the empty pages. On the cover, a picture of her naked body appeared, along with her name. Smiling, Levy took the book back from her unresisting hands, and settled back onto the seat. Idly pulling her skirt up, the blue-haired mage spread her legs to reveal a small dildo plugging up her pussy.
 
She reached down and slid it out of her, just as the other girl went down on her knees and slowly leaned forward to place her mouth over Levy's wet cunt. Sounds of sexy slurping soon filled the compartment, and Levy moaned appreciatively.
 
"Being a slave of Lilith's Collar is wonderful." She told the girl, who nodded woodenly in response.