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Ciri's Misadventures	By : nitchgut Category: +S through Z > Witcher 3: Wild Hunt Views: 124150 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction.I do not own The Witcher, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Charmed (MF, M+F, Mind Control, Dubcon)

Authors Note: Tried weave a flashback into the main narrative, no idea if I managed to pull it off, hopefully it didn't end up to confusing. Not 100% happy with how this turned out but I rarely am.

No editor so please forgive all the glaring grammar errors I have undoubtedly missed.

And again, I am open to requests and suggestions of different scenarios.

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Ciri stumbled forward, her boot lost its footing and slipped out from underneath her. She dropped to one knee to stop herself from falling and groaned as her leg sank into the mire. She was exhausted and her entire body ached. She pressed her hands into the wet earth and watched as the muddy ground oozed through her fingers. Her skin ran flush with heat and cool mud felt refreshing against her flesh. She sat there for a moment on all fours, in the middle of the night, in the middle of nowhere and tried to regain her composure.

With a heavy head she looked up at the lights coming from the small village in the distance. Dazed she looked back at the forest behind her. The untamed woods blanketed the lands south for as far as she could see. As far as she knew no one had charted that far south. So she sat there now. on her knees. on the edge of known civilization.

She stared into the darkness, the overgrown underbrush and thickly rooted trees worked well to block what limited light the moon provided making it easy for anything within the forest to remain unseen and unheard.

Unwavering Ciri stared into the cloaked woods half expecting something or someone to be staring back at her. Her breathe heavy, her chest heaving as if she had running for hours, she waited, her mind and body on edge. But there was nothing but darkness. No great beast exploding out from between trees, no glowing eyes glaring back at her. There was nothing, it unnerved her to no end.

She shook her head and picked herself back up, forcing one foot after another until the muddy path turned to packed gravel as the distance between her and the small town shrank. She leaned heavily on the beginnings of a wood fence and closed her eyes. She was at the villages limits, the forest had turned to farmland scattered with a dozen houses. And with the small buildings and the firelight emanating from within came a sense of safety that allowed Ciri to relax and think, to realize she had no idea where she was, or how she had managed to get here. The last few days were little more than haze of dreamy images she couldn’t place or hold onto.

Knowing it would do her no good to dwell on things she could not control she shook away the troubling thoughts, it did not matter now, she was weak and exhausted and she knew she needed food and rest so she pushed herself forward towards the largest building of the village.

Its windows glowed with the flickering of a fireplace and she could smell the barest hint of charred meat.

The door swung open and she did her best to stand tall as she entered the tavern. The large man standing beside a cooking fire glanced up with her for a moment, then looked towards the only occupied table in the building. Ciri followed his stare to where two men shared a table. Both stiffened when they saw her.

Too tired to wait or care she moved forward towards the first chair she saw and threw herself down onto it. Her elbows rested on the table and she buried her head into her hands. It was all she could do not to pass out there right. She absently wondered if the tavern rented rooms when she heard the planks of the floor creak as the large cook waddled over to her.

"So, what did ye find?" The man rotund man leaned in and asked in a cautious whisper.

Ciri's brow furrowed in confusion. She turned to face the man. He was a heavy set with a large belly, clean shaven with a mop of curly black hair on his head. He wrung his hands together before drying them on his apron and looking expectantly at Ciri.

"What?" She asked confused and was taken back with how hoarse her voice sounded, she coughed to clear her throat.

The man seemed slightly taken by her response. "Did ye find our boys or not?"

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"Three of our best workers, young and strong." The old woman said looking at Ciri. She was a large woman with a strength in her frame that came from a lifetime of hard living. Thick wavy white grey hair that that pooled over her shoulders. Her face was pockmarked and was red with damage from the sun. Her back slightly hunched and she seemed to be favouring one leg but her was voice clear and she had a confidence that came from years of experience as matriarch and leader of the village.

"They gone up to the forest," the woman said, pointing to the seemingly endless expanse of woods that sprawled to the south. "Some beast be taken them. Those boys ain't be the type to be running away from their duties so I fear the worst. That they already be dead. Food for some ungodly creature. Be that the case they at least deserve vengeance."
~

The memory rang in Ciri's head almost painfully. "I..." She stuttered taken back. She had been in this village before, she had a contract to find-

"I told you there was no such thing as no girly Witcher," one of the men sitting the back of the tavern yelled out.

Ciri turned to face them.

"She's nothing but a thief," he said looking at her.

"I'm no thief," Ciri answered glaring at the man as he stood, his jug of ale swirling over and spilling onto the floor..

"Then you be craven?" He motioned with his jug spilling another good portion of his drink. "You see one sight of the beast and run with your tail between ya legs, leaving your sword behind."

Ciri immediately felt the lack of weight on her back, she reached back to confirm what she already knew. Her sword was gone, how had she had not noticed, how did she lose the last few days.

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"Such a pretty thing doesn't need a sword so ugly does she?" the soft whisper of a voice felt warm in her ear. "So sharp, so violent. You don’t need this." She could feel the delicate digits gently wrap around her waist to where her sword sheath hooked into her belt. The buckle snapped open. Her sword fell back onto the soft furs that blanketed the floor.

A large fire at the center of the cave bathed everything in a soft warm orange glow and the flickering of the flames made shadows dance along the uneven cave wall. Ciri felt almost entranced by the sight and the warmth that was quickly spreading over her.

"You don't need any of this," the voice said again sending shivers down Ciri's spine. The fingers slipped up her chest, and Ciri gasped as they lightly traced the curve of her breasts before gently undid her blouse.

"No need to fight. No need for violence,"

Ciri could feel smooth pouty lips against her ear. She leaned back against the creature, its soft skin and supple breasts pressing against her back.

"We will take care of you here. My boys will take care of you. They’re so young and strong, there's no need to fight,"

Ciri's shirt joined her sword as two soft hands clasped around her bare breasts, pulling and teasing her nipples. Ciri moaned and looked at the far end of the cave where the three well built men stood naked, ready and waiting for her.
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"I'm no coward," Ciri said softly as the memories washed over her. She could feel her skin flush and hoped no one would notice.

"Not a coward, not a thief, then what are you?" The man asked angrily, "The old lady gave you forty gold pieces to find her grandsons and you come back with no sword, no grandsons, no nothing. You come back after half a week lookin' like a drunken harlot."

Ciri reached down to her belt, no gold, no nothing. She felt around her body. All but the dagger in her boot was gone, everything else, gold, supplies, her sword were missing.

"So what exactly were you doing all this time then?"

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Ciri wiped the sweat off her brow as finally she managed to cut her way through the thick undergrowth and into a small secluded clearing that hugged a cliff face. She leaned against the rock face and took a long deep drink out of a waterskin.

She scanned the area hoping to pick up the tracks she had lost in the overgrown forest smiling as she almost immediately noticed heavy boot prints in the mud near where the forest started.

Two sets of tracks she thought as she knelt down to inspect her find. A large boot and hooves, she scanned the horizon for any type of moment and made sure her sword was at the ready.

Hooves. She thought to her training. The prints were much too small and light for a fiend and she doubted any man would be alive long enough to make a boot print if they stumbled upon one. There was only one thing this could be.

Ciri stood and quietly followed the cliff face. The cave was easy enough to find, hidden behind a small outcrop of stone and a few trees. Inside she could hear giggling and the see the glow of firelight.

She reached behind her grasping her sword before pausing. There would be no threat here, no need for a fight. Instead she let her sword sit on her back and made her way into the cave.

It was a narrow path that opened into a beautiful cavern. She looked down surprised to find the floor lined with thick furs, and a fire raging near the center of the room. On the far side was a makeshift bed, lined with more furs and cushions. The scene would had fit better in a palace not a cave miles from the nearest town.

She stepped forward watching for any movement.

"Well what do we have here," the soft succulent voice said from behind her. Ciri spun.

The succubus stood nearly as tall as Ciri, she wore nothing, leaving her honey kissed skin exposed. Thick dark hair cascaded down her neck partly covering her breasts. Her lips parted as she ran her tongue over her teeth as she took Ciri in. Her large grey eyes drank in the sight of Ciri.

"I mean you no harm," Ciri started.

"No?" The succubus replied and slowly began to walk around the perimeter of the room. Her hooves placing gently on the fur covered floor. "Yet you carry such a large sword." She licked her lips and stared at the young woman. "Such a pretty thing. Why are you here then?"

"Three men disappeared from the village not far from here. Their families are worried."

A large grin grew on the Succubus's face "Worried for nothing," the succubus replied smoothly, "I intend no harm," her hand ran across the fur bed, "I just needed some new furs to keep me warm, and some entertainment. They may leave anytime,"

Ciri's eyes narrowed. "You should make them leave before the village sends someone less willing to talk,"

"But they sent you, and you’re willing to talk, but why? The big monster hunter comes and slays the beast and rescues the prisoners. Did they send you because they thought you would be immune to my charms,"

"No,"

"Do you think you're immune to my charms," the Succubus said as she stepped closer to Ciri. "It must have taken you days to find me, you must be tired, your muscles sore,"

Ciri jumped back shocked surprised and how close the succubus had managed to get to her, nearly touching her.

"Don't," Ciri said in a soft whisper, her head suddenly hazy. She swallowed hard not sure what was going on.

"I never make anyone do anything they don't already want too," she Succubus said as she walked around Ciri taking in her lith frame. "Such a pretty thing doesn't need a sword so ugly does she?"
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Ciri shook her head as the memories flooded back into her mind. The angry man was now nearly standing in front of her. His belt buckle at her eye level. She could see him beneath the thin leather pants he wore and her heart skipped a beat.

He was angry, he felt he had been wronged but knew how to placate him, he was a man after all. She looked up at him with wide eyes shocked she was thinking such things when another memory came to her.

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Ciri knelt down, the warm furs felt like a cloud on her knees as she looked up at the man standing in front her. His hand was in her hair, this thumbs rubbing soft circles in her scalp.

The succubus’ hand trailed down her stomach to between her legs dipping into her soaking wet core. "Taste him," she whispered as her fingers slipped inside of Ciri. She moaned softly her hips rolling against the hand.

Somewhere deep down she knew she shouldn't be doing this, that this was some sort of charm, something not in the Witcher journals. Why would it be? They were all written by men, from experiences of men, for men. They would have no idea how a succubus would affect a woman. They would have no idea how good it felt to have the creature's hands on her flesh. How amazing her body felt how badly she needed it.

Ciri parted her lips and her tongue reached out slowly as she offered her mouth to the young man. His cock was hard and thick and Ciri moaned in delight as the Succubus found her clit and began to rub the heated bundle of nerves.

The man’s cock dragged over her tongue and the taste of his sex nearly overwhelmed her. She sealed her lips around his head before bobbing her head forward taking him into her mouth. Her eyes closed and she moaned in ecstasy as she grinded her hips down against the fingers between her legs.
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Ciri opened her mouth but didn't speak as she looked up at the man, her mind felt hazy.

"Well girl?" The man nearly yelled.

Without thinking she looked down at his crotch and immediately thought to pull him out. She shook the thought away.

"Your men are safe," Ciri said

"How do you know?"

“They fucked me,” Ciri muttered softly without thinking as she was lost in another memory.

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Ciri laid back on the bed, her thighs squeezing tightly around the large man between her legs. He was so strong and hard as he drove into her with seemingly unlimited stamina. She cried out as he grinded his cock deeply into her aching cunt.

"So beautiful," the succubus said laying beside her watching the carnal act. She reached over to pulled Ciri's face towards her. Her cheek and lips were covered in cum, and the succubus eagerly licked it off her before kissing her passionately. Her touch enough to bring Ciri to another mind shattering orgasm.

"Ohh," Ciri moaned pulling away, she reached up and grabbed hold on to the man as she rode out her pleasure.

"There's so much more to come," the succubus said as Ciri notice the two other missing men join them in bed.
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“What?” the man asked incredulously, not believing what he had just heard.

"I saw them," Ciri said quickly correcting herself she tried to think but her mind was nearly overwhelmed with the memories of the three missing days. What she had done, what had been done to-

"Took our gold, didn't save our men," noticing Ciri’s attention wasn't with him he reached down and grabbed her shoulder. "Look at me when I'm talking to you."

Ciri whimpered softly.

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Her eyes rolled back. A hand tightly gripped her shoulder pulling her back and up driving the cock she was riding even deeper into her body. She cried out again as the man behind her pushed into her incredibly tight ass.

"Please," she begged moaning like a bitch in heat, her body shook with another orgasm as she was filled completely. Sweat made her skin glow as every muscle in her body spasmed and shuddered with pleasure. "Please don't stop," she moaned as both men began to move inside her.
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The man was taken back by her response. Her half close eyes and the look of pleasure that Ciri was unable to stop. The anger of losing three hard working men and forty pieces of gold was suddenly replaced with something else.

"You still owe us forty gold," he said

Ciri looked up at him, the memories of three nights of constant unending need and warmth filling her mind. She couldn't focus, she couldn’t think.

“I…” Ciri began only to stop. Images of strong bodies pressed up against her. Her legs spread wide, her body aching with need as she was fucked. Her breasts pressed tightly against a man’s chest while another man furiously pounded his cock deep into her ass. Her moans of pleasure muffled as she suckled on another man’s member.

The taste of their seed filling her mouth, dripping from her lips as she came over and over again. The unworldly grey eyes of the succubus watching on in delight as she begged for them to never stop.

“I’ll repay you,” Ciri said without thinking.

“How?” the man asked. “You have nothing, barely the clothes on your back.”

Ciri looked up at him again, her face now flushed. she couldn’t mask the desire caused by her returning memories.

"Maybe there is a way we can make this right," the man offered and Ciri continue to stare dumbfounded, she couldn't’ believe she was doing this. She nodded and stood and let him lead her back into one of the back rooms.

She sat on the bed at a loss, her mind still a haze of lost memories and unwanted feelings. It had been amazing, the best time of her entire life and just the briefest thought of it made a indescribable warmth pool between her legs. She wanted to experience it again so she didn't fight when the man put his hand under her chin and tilted her head up to look at him.

“Paying your debts,” the man said, “an honorable thing to do,”

His cock was already out, and with one hand firmly on the back of her head the other tightly around the bottom of her jaw he slipped his cock into her mouth. Forcing it as far he could. He was half hard so he slipped easily into her mouth and down her throat making Ciri gag before he pulled back up.

Images of the men in the cave using her, filling her completely flashed through her head, the long delicate tongue of the succubus licking her clean, slipping between her legs to kiss her most tender areas.

Ciri moaned wildly against the cock in her mouth. She whimpered in anticipation before moaning again as she sealed her lips around him and began to suck.

"Unghh," she cried out as he began moving in and out of her mouth roughly.

Saliva drooled from Ciri's lips as he forced himself down her throat. His hand tightening against the back of her head holding her firm as he groaned in pleasure as he felt the young beauty's convulse around him.

"That's a good little whore," he groaned loudly. He pulled out leaving Ciri gasping as drool trailed from her lips from his cock. She looked up at him with teary eyes shocked she was letting this random man use her so thoroughly.

He took his rock hard shaft in one hand and rubbed it across Ciri’s face smearing her features with her own saliva and his precum. He was a little surprised when she simply stared back up at him with those striking green eyes and her mouth open as if she was daring him to do more.

He smiled down at her and moved back and Ciri eagerly opened her mouth ready for the next throat fucking. She couldn't help herself, like she was possessed. One hand wrapped around his shaft and the other moved down between her legs as she unlaced her pants and snaked her hand under the leather to find her wet and warm core. Her fingers danced over her engorged clit and she nearly came right there and then.

He tasted like sweat and piss and it turned her on to no end. Her lips sealed tightly around his shaft as she bathed him as best she could with her tongue. Enjoying the way he groaned and moaned and twitched against her cheek.

Once again Ciri was left gasping as he pulled away. His breathing was heavy as he took in the sight of this gorgeous white haired girl kneeling submissively before him. He had no idea how it had managed to come to this but he hardly cared.

"Get up," he muttered and Ciri stood up. He noticed her pants were undone and her one hand gleamed with proof of her own arousal. He pushed her back until the back of her knees hit the haggard bed. She fell back sitting on the bed until he continued to push until she lay down on her back.

Reaching down he grabbed both sides of her pants slipping them off her toned legs. He ran his hands up and down her thighs, tracing the tattoo before he reached up to her shirt and tore it open.

"Fuck me," Ciri whispered. Seeing his large cock bobbing between her legs was nearly too much for her to take.

The man swallowed hard and grabbed her thighs pulling her to the edge of the bed. He teased her at first rubbing the head of his cock against her moist slit before finally forcing the first inch of his length inside of her.

It was enough to make Ciri whimper before crying out as he thrusted himself inside her. All pretenses of gentleness gone he drove himself as hard as he could, punishing her cunt with his cock.

Ciri gasped her eyes rolling back in her head as she came violently. Her body lifting off the bed as she grasped to hold on to anything.

His second thrust was harder than the first, driving her into the bed so hard it almost broke the frame.

"Oh gods, ohh," Ciri moaned with every thrust. Sparks of need and pleasure shot up her body with such strength so could barely think. Her body whirled into overdrive as she laid there willingly getting fucked to orgasm.

His balls slapped against her ass, the sound of his animalistic grunting filled her ears and the feeling of his flesh crushing against hers was too much for her to bare as her world collapsed around her. The muscles in her stomach tightened first, then her pussy convulsed milking the mans cock before waves of pleasure shot down to her toes and up her back.

“Fuck,” Ciri whimpered, “Ohh fuck,” he eyes closed she was overwhelmed with pleasure and her head began to spin.

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Ciri suckled on the cock as it throbbed, her lips wrapped tightly around its head and she watched with half closed eyes as the the shaft expanded, pumping the final drops of his seed into her warm waiting mouth.

The man pulled away with a satisfied grunt and slunk down to the floor beside the bed. Ciri turned away looking up at the dancing shadows on the ceiling as she rolled the cum around in her mouth before swallowing it.

She sighed, content before glancing down at her body. Her bare flesh was covered in sweat and cum. Scratch marks ran up and down her sides and strings of drying seed ran up and down her torso.

She ran a hand over her breast collecting some of the fluid before rubbing it between her fingers. She had never imagined it was feel so good, taste so good. She curled up cocooning herself in the warm furs when she felt a hand slip around her waist.

“I told you,” the succubus whispered somehow sliding beside Ciri without her noticing. Her hand slipped lower on her stomach and immediately Ciri felt the warmth return. “But you must return,”
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Ciri was lost in a haze of ecstasy and could little more than moan and be fucked. The man's thrusts became erratic, faster and faster until he groaned out and Ciri felt his seed spill inside of her.

Her own breathing slowed as she tried to recover and make sense of what just happened.

He didn't speak as he pulled out of her, and she felt his juices mixed with her own leak out from her swollen sex. She stared half dazed up at the straw ceiling her breathing heavy.

She didn’t move as she heard him collect himself and leave the room. She swallowed heavily not sure what to do as her heart rate started to return to normal.

The door creaked open again and it was enough to rouse her from her thoughts. She leaned up and saw the cook now standing in just inside the door, he reached back closing it behind him and smiled at her before he began undoing his pants. Almost immediately the warmth between her legs returned even stronger this time.

The cook moved closer and Ciri smiled back before sealing her lips around him.

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The village was small, a few farms, with a few more houses in its center but to Ciri it might as well been Novigrad as a countless amount of men seemed to be waiting to take their turn with her.

It was nearly endless and she eagerly awaited each new man. She sucked, and fucked, swallowed countless loads and enjoyed it more and more every time. She would pass out cuming in one man's arms to awaken to the harsh gruntings of another using her unconscious body.

It was blissfully ignorant ecstasy, a high she had never experienced before. She had no idea how much time had passed, all she could think about was the next man who walked through that door.

So when the door opened and she sat up from the bed to greet the man she was surprised to find the honey skinned succubus from the cave staring back at her.

The Succubus grinned and took a deep breath of the sex filled air.

"I must thank you," the creature said as it kneeled down in front of Ciri.

Ciri stared back in shock, "You did this to me," Ciri whispered and the Succubus nodded before leaning over until her mouth was close enough to Ciri's breast to lick. Ciri shut her eyes shuddering as the Succubus sucked her nipple into her mouth then licked her way up to her neck. She pulled back and licked her lips with a grin.

"You were the perfect distraction so I could take care of the other villagers and make sure this little town was safe for a visit."

"Other villagers?" Ciri asked breathlessly.

"The three from the cave were so much fun I decided I wanted the whole village," she said with a grin.

"You can't," Ciri protested.

The succubus’ eyes lit up with mischief, "Can't I?" She grinned, "Don't you worry your pretty little head. I won't hurt a soul, it's not in my nature. They will all live, farm, and go on with their small little lives. Keeping me happy with a meal here and there and a warm body in my bed won't hurt them none."

The succubus leaned in once again capturing Ciri's lips with her own in a deep passionate kiss. She could taste all the men that came before and moved to straddle the young monster hunter. She pulled away leaving Ciri breathless.

"And for your reward for being an incredibly fuckable distraction I will give you a choice to leave my little paradise,"

A sense of focus that Ciri had not been able to muster for the last few days seemed to flood back into her for a moment.

"If you wish too," the Succubus added, "you could always stay and be my plaything, hmmm," she hummed as she twirled a strand of Ciri's hair between two of her fingers.

"I can’t," Ciri replied

The succubus put on a overly dramatic pout before removed herself from Ciri's lap. She pointed towards the ground near the door. Where Ciri's clothes were folded.

"I had them cleaned and mended," The succubus offered. "are you sure you don’t wish to stay, think of how much fun you've had,"

The sense of focus was fleeting and Ciri knew she couldn't let her mind wander. She shook her head, "No,-" she paused.

The succubus rolled her eyes, "You're horse is ready outside, the closet town is Two days ride east." She stood to stand eye to eye with Ciri, "you'll be feeling more like yourself in a day's time," she smiled, "but run into any travelers before that and you just might not be able to stop yourself."

Ciri looked away blushing and the Succubus watched admiring her tight ass in her leather pants as she hurried from the room and out for the tavern door.

It was a fight she couldn’t win and if she stayed any longer she feared she would never want to leave. Ciri knew the succubus would quickly bore of the small village and move on leaving the men with a tall tale no one would believe. So she mounted her horse and quickly headed east galloping as fast as she could only slowing after a few hours when she saw approaching merchant's wagon.

A smile crossed Ciri’s face as a familiar warmth spread throughout her body. Maybe the succubus’s was right and wouldn’t be able to stop herself. She licked her lips as the two men riding the wagon came into view. One last indulgence before the succubus’s charm ran out and she returned to civilization couldn’t hurt.

The end.~
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