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That person, Cleo, was a former student. She had fallen out of his favor, meaning of course that she would no longer submit to his rather bizarre sexual appetites, especially his use of magic on her during sex. Much earlier the master had tattooed Cleo but not with simple ink. His spell instructed her body to produce melanin in the form of an image, in her case the image was Ariadne within a labyrinth. The image wasn't on or in her sexy skin, it was her skin and any damage to the tattoo would heal, restoring the image. He gave her the beautiful tattoo as a gift to please desi her and it was a great effort on his part to create it. Later though he created the satyr which he made from his own body and mind. He was a sentient creature with a will of his own who would sexually dominate her Ariadne. He was imbued with a powerful aphrodisiacal love charm that Cleo and those around her would be affected by. Most importantly though indian the satyr spell awoke other tattoo images who were then also subject to his charmed presence. The satyr was the embodiment of the spell and with him went all of the power of the spell. The recipient of the satyr would sympathetically experience whatever happened to their tattoo whenever the satyr was active and any overt sexual activity would activate him. The rest of the time he remained dormant and hidden within the tattoo he had awoken. The way in which the mage actually put the satyr on Cleo was tricky since she would no longer go near him for fear of his notorious spitefulness. She didn't want to be involved with men at all after him and was having her pleasures with women. The mage snared one of her lovers and placed the woman in a hypnotized trance. He affixed the dormant satyr within her tattoo of a druid witch, compressing it into a tiny thing and hiding it in the figure's eye. Before he released her he instructed her to go directly to Cleo when she became aroused. She was his mule and carried the satyr to his former pupil almost immediately unaware that she was doing so. Once they were together they could not resist the aphrodisiac charm and so quickly fell into his trap. The spell was extremely complex and burdensome to wield, it also required that the spiteful mage endow the satyr with part of himself to give him life. The result being that by the end of his task he had thoughtlessly burned himself out, losing forever the greater part of his power. It was his former student Cleo, the unfortunate recipient of his greatest work, who ruined him though. Even distracted as she was with her new sexual compulsions she was able to utterly cast him down, meaning she left him thoroughly impotent. There were some unintended aspects of the satyr spell that would never be corrected once it was deployed. The creature was only intended to pass from his Bhabhi carrier host to Cleo where he would remain. He did not however lose his ability to pass to other hosts and would do so not entirely predictably. He favored female figures, especially those who were in some state of undress, but would go to comely male and female figures as well as the occasional animal. It seemed that the better and more intricate the art work the more likely he was to go to it. Also, he was not intended to reproduce but in fact he did movie reproduce himself. Like Cleo's tattoo the satyr was formed hot using melanin but in his case the donor was the Mage himself. When he climaxed during his liaisons he left behind a fragment of the mage. The host's body would not reject it but rather maintained the physical integrity of it and so it maintained satyr's body and would do so indefinitely. If he were to be tempted away to another host though the former host's body would seize upon the remnant fragment, his semen if you will, and slowly restore the satyr from it as if it were damaged tissue. In the later part of that process a new dormant phase would begin bollywood and at the end of it a new mature satyr would emerge. Mike and Ada were far down stream in the chain of consequences from the original spell. If the old mage could have known about them though he would have simply laughed at their fate. He had created a new STD, (sexually transmitted demon). He said lets go sit in the steam room for a bit. Trish looked at the calendar and groaned but said nothing. She bit her lip as I started Bhabhi kissing her skin all over the back, her shoulders, tracking her spine with my lips, all the way to her butt. Vulnerable. Butt plugs. It wasn’t even eleven in the morning. She didn't know desi what to say so she said nothing and just looked down at the floorboard at her feet. "Will you show us how you like taking cock, Doris?" I thought if things worked out with Keiko, I might convince her to take 2 weeks off and we'd rent a vehicle and drive back. The room was empty. “Feel them. They couldn’t know on a indian logical level that they were servicing their rightful queen, but I suspected they knew somewhat on an instinctual level. Warren shrugged and popped the pills in his mouth and swigged them down with a long drink from his beer. She desperately needed to understand arrays for this intro class and Megan hot was not helping one bit. I was even fearful that I might cum. It was a big hit a few weeks back and I didn’t have enough so I promised I would make sure we had movie enough the next time. “Yeah, but—“She turned her hands up in a questioning gesture and widened her eyes—“ he's my brother, you know.” My bollywood throat was sexy raw. Stella at her video briefings the brig. “Just relax and enjoy,” I purred, rubbing my finger faster. Then they’ll both come to us, that’s the move,” he said. Clearing my throat, Savannah jumped up and turned around quickly, with a dark red lacy thong in her hand. Hearing her say that only made my dick ache more. It looked like Lace would share the old man’s. I can’t take anymore! do what?"