White Bishops
This story is part of a larger series and serves as a continuation. I recommend reading the previous stories here: https://lustcastles.blog/category/scepter-of-manfred/
After the magic brought the White Queen and the Black Queen to me, I must confess—I felt alive. Even my coworkers noticed the smile on my face, an unmistakable aura of joy and fulfillment. I, Willian, a mediocre sorcerer, had followed in the footsteps of a real mage: Victor Manfred. By analyzing his writings and many annotations he made in various chess books, I realized he wasn’t crazy at all—he used magic to have fantastic sexual experiences, materializing the queens from the chessboard. I myself performed the spell using the magic scepter he created, and the two queens gave me the best sex of my life.
Reading further into Manfred’s notes, I found mention of other true relics he used to entertain himself in his later years. He had been working on a spell capable of making any woman feel instant desire (imagine what he could’ve done if he’d completed it), and also on something called the Book of Princesses, Fairies, and Sorceresses. I hadn’t located that yet, but I believed it was close. There were also other potential uses for the scepter I now owned.
However, in this last experience—fucking both the White and Black Queens at the same time—I surpassed Victor Manfred, since he never dared to materialize the two simultaneously. That alone proved that, even as a mediocre mage, I could go further than he did.
From what I’d read, Victor Manfred often summoned the White and Black Queens and had his fun with them whenever he wished. The scepter could also bring to life the other pieces, but he never felt compelled to materialize the castle guardian, the pawns, or even the king. Manfred wanted the queens—and for him, that was enough.
But I kept thinking… and thinking. Maybe I should take that next step. Manfred had never summoned the other chess pieces with masculine names—bishops, knights, rooks, pawns, and the king. But what if that was just prejudice? I couldn’t help but wonder… What if…? I had to try. And I would, that very night after work.
When I got home, I didn’t hold back. I placed the two white bishops on the board; I’d use the scepter to summon them. At the very least, we’d have good conversation, or maybe they knew things about the White Queen she hadn’t told me.
“Veni, Bispos Albi, lux et potestas.”
The lights in my apartment flickered, and the white bishops appeared before my eyes. Very different from what I had imagined—and so much better. I had my suspicions, but now I was sure.
The bishops were two stunning blondes with light eyes, like identical twins. They wore clothes reminiscent of priestly robes and capes. Out of prejudice, we often assign roles of war to men, but why couldn’t chess pieces be warrior women? Manfred never thought of that. I was pleasantly surprised.
“Well, well, well… The bishops are two girls.”
“Yes, bearer of the scepter. We are Aurora and Celeste, the white bishops of the board. I, Aurora, command and move through the white squares. Celeste controls the black ones. Together, we are relentless.”
“And gorgeous,” I couldn’t help but praise their beauty.
Aurora and Celeste were breathtaking, and their priestly-looking robes made me even more aroused, I must admit.
“Why have you summoned us?” asked Celeste. “We heard of the queens’ adventures. We didn’t think you would call on us.”
“You know what happened here? Does what happens here affect the game? The other pieces?” I was intrigued… and imagining what the king must be thinking.
Aurora touched my arm in a teasing tone.
“Don’t worry, bearer of the scepter. Yes, we knew from the board what happened with the queens… It’s no secret, it’s no sin. And even if it were, you should know that, despite our titles, we are warriors—not religious.”
Aurora and Celeste exchanged glances, closed their eyes, and pressed their lips together. I got hard instantly.
“I thought I’d find two old men talking about chess tactics,” I admitted, feeling a bit nervous.
“We can discuss the game, if you’d like,” said Celeste.
“Or we can show you how we play. We have initiative… we play first,” added Aurora, rubbing Celeste’s breasts provocatively.
I was speechless, watching the two bishops tease me with their gazes. I decided to challenge them:
“You say you’re warriors, not holy. How could you prove that?”
They both laughed.
They looked at each other, then kissed deeply, leaving me utterly unbalanced.
“Come, bearer of the scepter,” said Celeste.
“We know what you want. And we’re willing to give it,” added Aurora.
I walked over and embraced them both. I kissed Aurora, then Celeste. They undressed me before undressing themselves. They had incredible bodies—big breasts and thick asses. I was in awe.
Aurora and Celeste had an angelic aura that drove me crazy. Without breaking eye contact, they both knelt down and began to share my cock. First Aurora licked the tip while Celeste licked my balls. A wave of pleasure rippled through my body from head to toe. Aurora deep-throated me, making my breathing heavier. Celeste smirked, fully aware of the effect they were having. Then they switched: Celeste took my entire cock in her mouth, like a naughty girl, while Aurora sucked on Celeste’s nipples, clearly just to tease me further.
“Here you go… Would you have preferred the old men?” joked Aurora.
“You two are amazing!” I moaned, delirious with lust.
“We haven’t even started,” Celeste said, kissing the head of my cock. “Let’s make every move count.”
Celeste pushed me onto the couch, leaving me seated, while Aurora straddled me and began to ride. I felt her breasts against my face and her wet, tight pussy gripping my cock.
“Wow!!!”
Celeste alternated kisses between me and Aurora, giving me a perfect view of the two blondes going at it. And to think Victor Manfred died never knowing he could’ve had this.
“Was it worth materializing us?” asked Aurora, teasing as she bounced on my cock.
“Totally worth it!! My God!!”
I was close to cumming when the white bishops decided to switch places. Aurora slid off my cock, making room for Celeste, who—gently—sat on me with her back turned, guiding my cock into her ass.
“Attack my fianchetto!” she moaned, and I nearly lost it.
As I fucked Celeste’s ass, Aurora rubbed her big tits all over my face. A symphony of moans filled the apartment.
“I’m gonna cum!!” I said, a plea in my voice.
Celeste calmly pulled off my cock, kneeling in front of me alongside Aurora. I exploded, cumming hard into both their mouths, my cum spilling over their faces and chests. Bliss washed over me.
“A pair of bishops is usually relentless,” said Celeste, cum in her mouth, smiling.
I took a deep breath, staring at the vision of those two gorgeous women before me. I couldn’t hold back my curiosity.
“The other pieces… are they women too?”
“Take a look, bearer of the scepter,” said Aurora. “What I can tell you is, there’s quite a bit of diversity—and I don’t think you’ll be disappointed.”
“I need to return you to the board,” I said, breathless and satisfied. “But I hope we’ll meet again.”
“We understand our strategic roles in each game,” said Celeste, still smiling.
I pointed the scepter, and they returned to their usual form as chess pieces. I placed them back on their squares, beside the royalty and the knights.
I went to bed with a tired body and a light soul, grateful that Victor Manfred’s magic had given me these moments—and proud that I had dared go further than he ever did.
The next day, I received an email:
“Mr. Willian,
After some research, we found the item you were looking for. It was in the children’s section of our secondhand shop. This book is strange and never caught the attention of kids, as it contains only illustrations and no stories. I’ll send it to you by mail at cost price—it’s just taking up space here. I hope it helps you reconnect with your relative.
Best regards.”
It came from a distant used bookstore. After years, I had finally found a second magical item created by Victor Manfred. The Book of Princesses, Fairies, and Sorceresses—which could easily pass for a children’s book at first glance—but that would be a terrible waste. Soon, this apartment will witness new adventures, summoned by the magics of Manfred.
