The Destiny of a Druid

Chapter 42

⚠️** Content warning. This chapter explores themes of darker sexual activities with dark magic, bandage, and bodily harm. Reader discretion is highly advised.**⚠️

Mercedes readjusted her hand that was interlocked with Mordred's. They had seen so many of Morgana's servants and men around her fortress. Mercedes still had no feeling of being tired. She stopped as they walked by a set of stone stairs that lead down a hallway lit by torches. She tilted her head curiously.

"What's down here?"

Mordred stared at the stairs baffled. He shook his head.

"I don't think I have ever been down here. It looks a little creepy."

Mercedes smirked and gently tugged Mordred toward the stairs.

"I want to see."

There was a certain curiosity about Mercedes. She watched Mordred studying her carefully before grabbing one of the torches. His nodded.

"Anything for you. Come on."

The flame of the torch was bright in front of them, but it was not enough to combat the coldness of the hallway. Mercedes's curiosity had control over her. They finally reached a room that seemed to be a cave. Mercedes noticed several torches on the wall, but them several stands to light more fires. She could tell there were other things in the room, but couldn't see them very well. The ancient spell rolled smoothly off her tongue. Several flames brightened up the room. An excited gasp left her throat. There were tables, big chairs, and even a bed. Mercedes turned to Mordred with a strong look in her eyes. He smirked and then looked around.

"Oh, I know where we are. This is where Morgana goes when she wants to play with the people she captures. I have never been down here."

Mercedes walked around the room with a pulse running through her skin. She suddenly stopped. She turned around to speak to Mordred with very noticeable arousal.

"Look what I found."

The impulse grew as Mordred approached her with curious eyes. She could almost feel her skin burning. In front of them was a large round tub-like structure stone full of water. Mercedes walked around the side and leaned down. Her eyes fell on Mordred with a look of awe.

"There's these too."

Mercedes watched Mordred's eyes fall on the chains in her hand that was perfectly stuck in the stone. The dark gaze in Mordred's eyes sent a tingle through Mercedes's body. Mordred licked his lips as Mercedes stood in front of him slowly undressing. She never averted her eyes from Mordred's while lowering herself into the water. Her arms slowly sat above her head. Mercedes could feel chills down her spine as the cold metal closed on her wrists. Mordred's words had a hiss to them and Mercedes knew she had been locked in. Her eyes met Mordred's and there was a snarl in his slightly angry yet aroused glance. She extended Mordred a look of innocence and he titled his head intrigued. Mordred stood in front of her slowly taking his clothes off. The anticipation was driving her crazy. He took a few moments to admire her perfectly naked body that was chained to the spot. Mordred spoke in a malicious tone.

"Go ahead and try to move."

Mercedes's heart jumped when a satisfying release of breath left his lips after she couldn't move. The fast pace of her heart picked up and Mordred lowered himself in front of her to straddle her body. His grasp on her throat made her anxious. His aroused state showed levels of aggression. Mercedes blushes deeply and couldn't hide her smile. He sank his teeth into her neck and Mercedes moaned happily. Mordred leaned to her ear to whisper.

"Look at you. Such a secretly twisted woman. What would your brother say?"

Mercedes carefully whispered back.