Incest/Taboo Spellbound

"As do we, but that's not what happened..." Frank's voice stilled as a knock came upon their front door. Sharing a nod with Adam as he and Elenore took hold of the bags of gold and hurried to the second floor where they could hide their fortune until they could plan on where they wanted to relocate too.

"Yes?" Adam answered the door, staring down at the page who stood on his grandparents' porch.

"Are you Adam Bordun, the apprentice to the Sage?" the page asked, looking up at him.

"I am," Adam stated seeing the crest of the House the boy worked for and wondered how the hell they knew he was there.

"I've been instructed to deliver this to you personally," the page stated holding out the wax sealed parchment that had the House Mortanhouse seal embedded into it.

Adam eyed it suspiciously. Sighing knowing the boy wouldn't leave until he took it, and if he sent the boy back to that hell with it, he knew he would be punished for not delivering like he was instructed to. Reaching into the coin purse he had filled when he was in his vault and handing the boy a silver coin for his troubles before taking that dreadful letter.

"Thank you sir, have a good day m'lord," the page said in a polite tone before scurrying back up to the noble ring of the city.

"Adam? Who was that?" Elenore asked walking down the stairs once she heard the door closed.

"No one of importance," Adam muttered stuffing the letter into the hidden pocket inside his tunic.

"It had to be important for someone to send a page all the way down here," Frank said, knowing that look on his grandson's face. It had to be about his mother.

"Don't worry about it, now let's discuss on this new adventure of yours," Adam stated with a warm smile.

And so, three hours had past since his arrival. Waving goodbye to his grandparents after they had a long discussion on where and what they would be doing once they reached their new hometown. Telling him while it might be a few hours away by land, by air they knew Adam could make the trip in an hour by broom. They didn't want to move to the other side of the kingdom and never get to see Adam. Plus, when they did have more children they wanted Adam to be a part of their lives. Telling him once they could hire a few wagons they should be on their way in a day or two. Adam could only imagine what his grandfather would look like manning the mortar and pestle of the apothecary and enchantment shop that his grandmother always dreamed of owning. Standing on his broom high above the city so no one could hear him curse his mother as he pulled out the parchment from his tunic.

Dearest Adam...

Adam just shook his head; he wasn't her dearest anything! Not anymore.

I saw you today in the noble ring while I was shopping. You can imagine my surprise when I saw you walking into that bank that you and I know requires a certain amount of wealth. It makes me wonder just what you've been up to over the years that you would be able to get your hands on that kind of fortune. Please don't take this as my prying into your life, yet it did make me wonder how you, a boy, who cared nothing about wealth, would walk into that bank that caters to the nobility. I do hope that you haven't done something unlawful to acquire that kind of money. It would hurt me to know that you have.

Adam rolled his eyes at that. She didn't care, all she cared about is if he sullied her name.

I know you might not believe that, but it is true, I would be devastated to know that you were a part of some fiendish plot. Maybe you'll tell me how you got that kind of wealth being so young, in time. I won't pry into how you did. Just know I am here to listen when you wish to speak about it. Now to the purpose of this letter. Come home. Come home and share a meal with us. I have so much I wish to tell you that can't be stated in a simple letter for fear it might get back to Edward. Since you're here now, this will save time and keep your annoyance at my arrival at your college to a minimum. You do want to keep ahead of Edward's schemes don't you?

Adam growled low in his anger. Wondering what Edward had up his sleeve. Knowing his mother must be planning something, what that was he wished he knew. Still the thought of ending Edward's schemes, whatever they were, was too great to pass up. He would make a deal with the devil if it meant ruining that man's life. He was going to repay that man for every slight, every cruel word that man said about his father.

Plus, I know how you wish to keep humiliating Edward, and what better way to do so than to wear that knowing smirk of yours when we both know how well you fucked me. Yes, he did eat all you're cum when I got home yesterday. In case you were wondering. I have to say it was a truly wicked thing to do and I loved every second of it. Especially when I tasted your cum on his lips. So please, please come to dinner.

Your loving Mother.

Adam watched as the ashes of the parchment drifted away on the wind as he incinerated the letter. "No sense in leaving incriminating evidence behind," he said to himself. Knowing, as much as it pained him to admit it, his mother was right, he couldn't just face Edward head-on even as the Sage. He had to be sneaky, underhanded, and downright despicable in his plan to destroy that man. If it took years he didn't care, as the saying goes revenge is a dish best served cold.

"Why won't it work!" Edward Jr. growled low as he failed once again to cast the earthen wall spell he would be required to learn during his first year. Knowing if he couldn't pull it off he would fail. Something he wasn't about to do, not to his father. He had to show him that he was a better mage than his half-brother. Not realizing that Adam was watching him from forty feet above him.

"I don't know Ed, I'm doing the same thing you are and I'm not getting any results," Jill huffed in annoyance given they've been practicing for the past three hours to get the spell to work. Knowing their mother wouldn't help them as she watched from the shade of their patio.

"Why don't you ask the future Sage for advice," Amanda said, staring up at her eldest son with a seductive smile on her lips. Watching how the breeze ruffled his clothing as he stared down at them.

"Mom, Adam isn't here..." Jill's voice stilled, her eyes following where her mother was pointing. "Adam." His name left her lips in a breathless whisper. She didn't think she would ever see him again, at least there of all places.

"I see the page found you in a timely fashion, why don't you come down. After all you did accept my invitation to dinner," Amanda said, rising from her seat, never taking her eyes off her son.

"I don't need pointers from that commoner!" Edward Jr growled spitefully.

"Don't cut off your nose to spite your face, Junior," Amanda said, in a stern voice. "You two have an excellent opportunity to learn from the next Sage, who, I shouldn't have to remind you, is currently studying under the current one. Do you know no one, not even the Princess gets that honor. So put away your father's teachings and humble yourself before a better mage, otherwise you will find yourself dead given how you like to allow that tongue of yours to speak before you give thought to your words," she said, turning her attention to her youngest son. "So far you've been lucky and our family name has saved you time and again from being called out. You won't have that at that school and you'll be facing many duels if you don't learn to hold your tongue," Amanda said, letting her son know the consequences of what awaited him if he kept up his rants. "Something I suspect Adam won't save you from either."

"Yes, mother," Edward Jr. mumbled hating having to humble himself before his older brother.

"Adam, please come down," Jill said, looking up at him. "Show me what I'm doing wrong." Watching how Adam stepped lightly onto the grass of their backyard before his broom flew into his hand.

"One time. So watch carefully, next time you'll have to pay for my knowledge," Adam said, moving his hand counterclockwise drawing the seal for the spell in the air, rolling his wrist clockwise as he chanted the spell's name. The ground shook as a foot thick wall of stone rose five feet before flicking his wrist crumbling the spell to nothingness.

"But the codex say counterclockwise!" Edward Jr. bemoaned, referring to the summoning gesture.

"The book is wrong, obviously," Adam said, rolling his eyes. His eyes flickered over when Jill performed the same movements resulting in her own, while short, wall. Noting how she was panting, and the sweat on her brow, knowing they most have been at this one spell for hours. "Has no one taught you the proper stance?" Adam asked, scowling at how sloppy his brother's form was. "You expect to be able to channel the magjols and cast the spell like that?!" he uttered in disbelief.

"What's wrong with it?" Edward Jr. sneered knowing this was how his father taught him.

"One: your stance is sloppy and rigid. Two: you're feet are too far apart. Three: all you're doing is wasting magjols on a simple spell, when it only takes a fraction of what you're expending trying to cast it. Four: if you're not careful it will blow up in your face. But if you wish to kill yourself be my guest one less spoiled noble in the world is a good thing," Adam said, returning his brother's hate.

"Teach him Adam," Amanda said, in a motherly voice, looking perplexingly at his outstretched hand.

"Payment. My knowledge isn't free."

"Will this suffice?" Amanda asked, laying a gold piece on Adam's palm. Watching how Adam tapped the coin against the wooden shaft of his broom to see if the coin was fake or not before it found its home in Adam's coin purse.

"Hey!" Edward Jr. yelped as Adam forcibly corrected his stance.

"Shut up and cast the spell," Adam ordered.

Edward Jr. stared dumbfoundedly at the wall that he's been trying to create for the past three hours. Annoyance filled his mind when it had taken thirty seconds after his brother's corrections to his stance. Wondering why his brother was so much better than he was when he was of noble blood and Adam was just a common rat.

"See, Junior, I knew you could do it," Amanda said, with pride. "There's nothing wrong with asking for help, especially when the teachings come from the next Sage. Just think of it honey, you can truly say that you have been taught by the Sage when no one else can." Looking behind her when her servant carried a tray of refreshments out to the patio so her children could recoup their spent magjols. "Fetch another glass for our distinguished guest here," Amanda said, gesturing to Adam.

"Yes, madam."

"Children why don't you take a moment to rest. I know you two must be tired," Amanda said sweetly, looking at her two children.

"I think I will," Jill spoke wondering why Adam made it look so easy.

"In a minute," Edward Jr. said, eager to outshine his brother. "Aha! See mines big..." His voice died in his throat as Adam spun his broom around and tapped the end on the pavers causing his own earthen wall to shoot skyward up towards a hundred feet, be it only to crumble to dust like the other one.

"Without an incantation, impressive," Amanda said, in awe. "You must have studied very hard to be able to do that," she said, with a warm smile. All the while she couldn't help feeling her mound growing moist at the thought of being fucked beneath Edward's nose. "Here Adam, you must be thirsty," Amanda spoke pouring her son a glass of spring wine. Taking a sip, showing her son that it wasn't poisoned before holding out the glass to him when he looked at it oddly. "I know it might not measure up to the refinement you're used to given your new status, yet it's a very good wine. Please son, sit," she said, pulling out a chair for him. "Junior, come have a snack before you fall down in exhaustion." Listening to her son's sigh, seeing the defeat in his eyes that he would never measure up to Adam. Arching an eyebrow when Adam's broom walked into the little rift Adam had created with a snap of his fingers.

"Adam what're the classes like at Blodselts?" Jill asked, popping a cube of cheese into her mouth. Slyly noting how her mother lightly touched Adam's shoulder as he sat down. Knowing something was off with her given the fights she has heard and seen between the two of them. It was very... strange to say the least.

"Hard."

"I kind of figured that, meant what's it like being there, listening to the lectures from the professors, not the work they hand out," Jill said, modifying her question.

"Depends on who's your professor," Adam said, shrugging his shoulders.

"What are you doing here anyway?" Edward Jr. grumbled so very annoyed that Adam outclassed him in every way.

"That's my business," Adam said, taking a sip of the wine. Noting how his mother was watching him, or more precisely the wine glass, as he brought it to his lips.

"And what business would take you to Ward Financial?" Amanda asked, causing the heads of her younger children to snap towards Adam.

"To bask in the fact that I'm as rich as an Earl," Adam said, with a smirk at their shocked faces. Which was true, he just needed to misdirect them from the real reason he was there. Not that either one of them needed to know the truth. "Wait, no that's not right, I'm richer. One tends to misplace a few million here and there when you have so much," he uttered rubbing it in for full affect.

"That's a lie!" Edward Jr. hissed.

"Hush Junior, it seems being the Sage-in-waiting has its perks," Amanda said, raising her glass in a salute. Knowing that wasn't how he earned his money; she was letting him think that. Until she could find out exactly how he had so much. Especially wondering where that twenty thousand went given how his backpack seemed too light to be holding a few pounds of gold in it. "So what are you going to do with all that gold, given how you never valued this kind of lifestyle." To which Adam simply shrugged his shoulders.

"Adam, what's the strongest spell you can do?" Jill asked, knowing her mother couldn't be the only one getting Adam's attention.

"Meteor," Adam said, plainly. The dull ring of their utensils clinked on the dishes as they all supported gaping mouths.

"But you can use spatial magic and that's not your strongest?!" Amanda exclaimed.

"Spatial magic! No way!" Jill said, in wonder. Her eyes flickered over to her younger brother as he huffed. Knowing, like him, she could only use two kinds of magic like most of the population of the world. Wondering if the Sage was so special that they could use every form of it. "Please Adam," reaching over and laying her hand over his, "teach me how to be a better mage?" Jill asked, with caring eyes. She was the only one she knew he spoke to with a kind voice. She suspected it was because she never looked down at him like the rest of her family did.

"I don't tutor people, my plate is full as it is," Adam said, draining the last of his wine.

"I understand, but you can give me pointers on how to get better, can't you?" Jill asked, with hope.

"I'll think about it."

"Thank you, that's all I ask," Jill said, feeling her lips lifting into a smile. She watched a change coming over Adam in an instant when she heard the door behind her mother opening.

"What's he doing here?" Edward asked, in an annoyed tone.

"I invited him to dinner since he was in the city," Amanda said, not bothering to look at her husband.

"Dear, a word," Edward spoke in a commanding tone.

"Eat, Adam, diner isn't for a while," Amanda said, in a light tone getting to her feet. Following her husband inside and closing the door behind her.

"Explain?" Edward asked forcibly, once they were out of earshot and eyesight from anyone. "Really? You saw him at that bank?" he uttered not believing a word of it.

"Oh, yes," Amanda nodded. "I followed him inside, because like you I couldn't believe Adam would be there given what's required to have a vault there," she said, seeing Edward nod along. "So I followed after him with my guide to our vault to make them believe I was there for a reason, only to see him being escorted to the more secure part of the bank." Seeing his eyes widen at what she was telling him.

"What else?"

"He withdrew twenty thousand fucking gold pieces!" Amanda whispered low.

"What?!"

"I heard the gnome say it, and you know they aren't ones for fudging the truth," Amanda said, in all seriousness.

"True, they aren't, and they aren't known for their charity either," Edward muttered seeing his wife nod in agreement. That only meant one thing that upstart had to have a fortune stored in that place, otherwise the gnomes wouldn't do business with Adam. "This boy is rather infuriating, just where is he getting all of this?!"

"That's what I'd like to know, too," Amanda replied, whispering what Adam said about being richer than an Earl -- namely Edward -- into his ear. Seeing the greed burning in his brown eyes knowing what he was thinking about.

"I can see why you would invite him now. Smart. We just have to make the most of this night, see if we can't persuade him over time to add his wealth to this House."

"One day at a time Edward. You saw how he looked at you, if we force this now, we might not survive it if Adam unleashes his magic on us," Amanda stated wondering if he figured out she was playing him. After all, she was about to move up in the world, why not allow Edward to think she was still his loyal, faithful wife, when reality she was nothing but a slut for her son's cock. She would worship that tool of Adam's until the end of days if she had to and love every minute of it.

"True," Edward muttered deep in thought. "Okay, I'll talk to Jill and Ed and tell them to be on their best behavior when Adam's around. Hopefully, we can lure him into a false sense of security making him lower his guard enough to make him listen to us. You think you can keep Adam occupied while I do?" he asked, looking his wife in the eye.

"To raise my family to a rank that belongs to us, oh yes," Amanda said, playing into Edward's greed for power and money. Seeing his devilish grin spreading along his lips at her words. "Although just not the way you want, it'll be me sucking, fucking, milking that cock of his until Adam can't take anymore," she said to herself. "How about I show him what we remodeled that should give you an hour or so? Because we both know it's going to take that long for Junior to go along with the plan. Jill won't take that long to bring around given how the both of them have a somewhat normal relationship with one another."

"You're right, Ed is going to take a longer time to come to terms with our plan," Edward said, deep in thought. He always relied on his wife's counsel, ever since he had brought her into his House she has been ruthless in expanding their family's influence with the other nobles. He was going to enjoy watching her finally break that upstart rat. "I'll leave bringing Adam around to your capable hands," Edward stated, leaning in kissing his wife.

"Exactly as I planned," Amanda chuckled wickedly into her mind. Imaging it was Adam that was kissing her and not her husband.

"Fetch my two children and show them to my study, we have things to discuss," Edward barked at a passing servant.

"And I'll show Adam the visiting quarters the nobles use while you do. This way Adam won't be able to hear anything about our plans," Amanda said, as she walked beside her husband back towards the patio doors. "Plus, no one will be able to hear me moan like a harlot," she quickly added to herself.

"Good, good, you were born to be a noble, not like that son of yours. He doesn't know the meaning of the word," Edward said, with praise before leaving his wife's side.

Amanda watched as her children, minus Adam, entered their home and headed right towards the stairs to their father's study. "Quickly, Adam, follow me," she whispered low once the door closed behind her. "We only have an hour to speak before we won't have another chance to do so," Amanda stated leading her son to the small apartment house they had built for when they entertained a visiting noble. Opening up her blouse so Adam's eyes would fall on the charm once they got inside. "Lock the door we don't want the servants to walk in here while we're talking." The moment her son turned towards her; she knew she had him entranced as the spell flashed along his eyes. Knowing the more the charm is used on the same subject the easier they were to fall under it for a longer period. Sauntering up to her son and dropping to her knees, "I need your cock baby, I haven't stopped thinking about it," Amanda uttered in her need. Nuzzling his groin, urging that cock of his to greet her.

"I thought you wanted to talk?"

"I can speak about Edward's plans while you fuck me," Amanda said, peering up at her son. "You liked it when I had this cock in my mouth, didn't you baby?" she asked, as her fingers undid his pants. Noting how her son didn't stop her, smirking inwardly knowing that was the charm's influence on his mind. "Gods, I love this thing," Amanda stated after gagging on it for five minutes. Smacking the crown of his rod on her lips, leaving a trail of pre-cum in its wake. Quickly ridding herself of her clothes, she wasn't about to let a single second go to waste when that cock of his belonged in her aching cunt. Taking her son by the hand after she had helped to rid him of his own clothes and leading him to the nearest bedroom. Watching how Adam stood at the foot of the bed while she laid in the middle of it with her legs spread wide and bent at the knees as she showed Adam how wet her little peach was at the thought of having his cock back within it. "Come Adam, show your mother what you can do with that tongue of yours."

Adam felt his body moving before his mind could object to what was happening. Feeling his mother's fingers weaving through his hair as she gently pushed his head down to her sex.

"Yes, Adam," Amanda sighed in bliss as her son tasted her pussy like a good lover should. Rocking her hips along his tongue, marking it in her scent. So very glad no one could hear her wails as they grew in intensity. "I need it in me Adam, I need that big cock fucking me into this bed," she said breathlessly, as she enjoyed the aftershocks of her climax. Reaching down, guiding her son's member to her entrance seeing how his eyes couldn't look away from her charm. "Fuck!" Amanda howled when Adam thrust hard into her once he felt the warmth of her pussy on the head of his cock. Her fingers curled around the sheets as Adam hammered her like a piston. Squealing when Adam twisted and tugged her nipples causing her folds to clamp down only to enhance her pleasure she was feeling. "That's it baby, fuck your mother, fuck me hard!" Amanda demanded. Screaming out in joy as her orgasm exploded around her son's rod. Listening to the wet slap as his balls struck her ass with every thrust.

"Edward is... Oh, Gods!" Amanda gasped in surprise when Adam picked up the speed when she mentioned his name. Her mind was sent adrift when her son was fucking her with absolute abandonment. "Yes baby, harder, fuck me harder, I can take it," she moaned loudly. Feeling her sex running down her ass crack as her nectar leaked out with every thrust and withdrawal of his rod. "Adam you're going to make me..." Her legs locked around her son on impulse, "cum!" Amanda screamed out like the slut she is for her son's cock. Reaching up and pulling her son down then rolling over so she could impale herself on that stiff pole of his.

Staring down at her son as she glided along that hard cock of his. Coating every inch of it in her hot nectar and cream. Her muscles trembled when her hardened nipples brushed along Adam's chest. A satisfied smile formed on her lips when she felt the tip of his cock brushing against her cervix. For the next fifteen minutes the only sound that filled that place was the sound of her ass thumping against Adam's lap as she took that root of his to the base. Her wails of bliss soon followed after when she came hard on that orgasmic tool of his.

"Cum in me baby, fill my womb with that hot cum of yours. I want to walk into that house knowing that your seed is running down my thighs. Knowing that I've just been fucked so splendidly that Edward will never measure up to you. Feeling your cum soiling my panties while we have dinner," Amanda said, yearning to feel that seed of his flooding her womb just like yesterday. Clamping her lips around his, kissing her new lover with a passion she hasn't felt in fifteen years. Passion was never in the cards between her and Edward. It was simply about his money and status, and the life he could give to their children. Squeezing her folds, massaging her son's cock to milk every last drop from his balls as her tongue rolled in his mouth. Knowing this was only because of her charm that she could do this. She knew if it wasn't for it then her son would have never allowed it to happen, and she would have missed out in feeling so satisfied.

Adam stared up at the ceiling wondering what the hell just happened. Why he couldn't feel any magic directed at him yet he knew magic was involved. Why it could so easily cloud his mind, when he had taken precautions to prevent such things. He wished he could wrap his mind around this enigma. Yet, as it was, he was at a loss on how to stop this.

"Mmm..." Amanda's sigh filled the room as she snuggled her naked body against Adam's, "I don't think I'm ever going to stop enjoying you fucking me baby," she said, watching how that mind of his was working behind those pale blue eyes of his. "Now let us talk about Edward's schemes while we still have time," Amanda said, rubbing her bare thigh against his feeling her son's cum leaking out of her. For the next ten minutes, while she savored how her body hummed after the fantastic sex and the orgasms her son had given her, she told him of the fictious lies of what Edward was planning. All so she would have reason to keep seeing her son and milking his cock to sweet bliss. "Just answer me this one question and I won't ask again," Amanda said, while they redressed. "This newfound wealth of yours wasn't gained from some illegal activity, right?"

"No." Was the only answer Adam would give her.

"And you're really richer than Edward?" Amanda asked, with a skeptical look. She had to take that cocky smirk of his as the answer to her question. "Good. Once he comes to terms that I, his mother, will always be his slut, the better off he will be with me at his side at court," she said to herself as they walked out the door to return to the main house.

All through dinner Amanda was casting her son glances knowing how his cum painted her thighs and soiled her panties. Noting how Edward was none the wiser when she sat only a few feet from him. Seeing her eldest son not falling for Edward's and Junior's ploy to make nice, yet Adam was wise enough not to voice it. All the while studying them slyly waiting for them to make a mistake. She had to make a mental note to herself to not get caught in the lies she had told her son. Adam was far too valuable to lose. After all, she would be fucking the Sage when it came time for him to take over the title.

"So, how did it go?" Edward asked, pretending to be nice once they saw Adam off.

"Progressing dear, you know it is when you have to circumvent the quagmire that is one's anger," Amanda said, never taking her eyes off the sky as her son's form disappeared from view.

"Good. At least we have our foot in the door, it's only a matter of time before Adam finally sees the light and that we are his only hope in dealing with court life," Edward said, a wicked smile formed on his lips at what he was planning to do once House Mortanhouse was Adam's new surname.

"Indeed honey," Amanda said, playing into her role that they were still in this together. "You foolish man can you not smell his cum on me? Can you not smell how aroused my pussy is? This is no longer your plan but mine, and soon you'll be relegated to the stands as I make you watch as I take that fat cock into my mouth," she spoke devilishly into her mind at what the future held for her.
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