A Basic Training Session

This morning has been anything but basic. I didn’t understand what any of this had to do with training. I could feel my skin start to sluff off the bottoms of my feet. Only a few hundred feet left to go and I would be done with this new task.

You would think conjuring a mage hand would be easy. But it had taken me the better part of the morning to be able to even get it to appear. It took the rest of the afternoon to make it move. Now it was well past nightfall and I have finally gotten it to carry the damned rock up the mountain. Every time I dropped it, I had to start all over again. I was completely worn through when I blissfully placed the rock on the pedestal atop the mountain.

I collapsed as the old man harrumphed behind me. “About bloody well time boy. Took you all day to do a task that took a seven-year-old fifteen minutes to complete. Blessed be I sure hope it doesn’t take you this long to learn all your cantrips. Just to be on the safe side laddie, we’ll stick with this cantrip for the next few weeks. Extending your minds power outside of yourself will be your biggest challenge. But a challenge you’ll find to be worth it in the end. If you can master these similar spells, then you will have the groundwork to move forward and become an incredibly powerful wizard. But it is obvious you’re going to have to practice.” He stated firmly as he headed back down the mountain at a slow shuffle.

I sat back with a groan and let my head smack back against the rock. This was going to be a testament to my endurance and stubbornness. This was by far the hardest I have had to work to achieve something so small. The rock was no bigger than my fist, yet in my mind it felt like a hundred pounds.

I heaved a deep sigh and got to my feet. I wasn’t getting anywhere by sitting by this rock. I might as well make my way back down to the old man’s cottage and see what tasks he had instore before bed.

The path began to turn sharply to the left around a bend. The arc way created by the twin pines cast a dark shadow over the remaining path. A quick look around the path and it become clear that something was wrong here.

“Oi, who goes there?” I asked firmly. “I have no business with you other than just passin’ through.”

“Oh, but that my darling man, is just not true.” Replied a husky feminine voice from the dark. It was sultry and laden with intentions.

“And what makes you think you’ll get anything out of me?” I said suspiciously. “Come out and let me see your face.”

“As my handsome man requests. But first, let me ask you this. Why are you on Witch Mountain? Especially at such a late hour? It has been centuries since I’ve met a stranger on this mountain side.” She replied with a chuckle in the breeze.

“Why I am here, is really none of your business. But if you reveal yourself and prove to mean me no harm, I promise to tell you why I wish to be a wizard.” I stated curtly. Playing guessing games was dangerous work in the dark. The more knowledge I could gain about this unknown person the better off I would be.

A throaty chuckle proceeded an elegantly tall figure from the trees. Her hair shone like silver water down her shoulders and across her back. Her skin was the color of washed-out buttermilk and looked just as soft. She paced gracefully in a wide circle around me. She was wearing a simple shift that neither enhanced nor deterred her feminine figure. A simple leather belt adorned her waist, and her feet were bare. She was by far the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes on. Who was this ethereal being? Her tall form suggested elvish descent, but her long silver hair obscured her ears, making the distinction more difficult.

“Now, it is your turn my dark wizard to be. Why are you seeking this power? I see that great strength lies within you, but you were not born to this magic. You acquired it. Why? It seems so unlike a dwarf to want to meddle in magic.” She said matter of factly. “You made a promise to tell me the answer to at least to one of my questions.”

I sighed. She was indeed an elf is she was taking a small promise so seriously. “I seek to become a wizard to regain my birth right” I told her softly but firmly. A promise was a promise.

“And will regaining your birth right make you happy in life? You do not seem like the typical dwarf.” She chuckled as she side stepped a few feet closer. Her circle was slowly becoming smaller as she observed me, like a bird in a cage. I felt trapped under the weight of her stare.

“It will fulfill the debt owed to me.” I stated firmly. Her words were like honeyed tea. Slipping over me and slowly calming the turmoil and flight response within my mind. As that part began to quiet another part of my brain went into high alert. This didn’t feel natural.

She chuckled again, the sound of it shifting over me in a powerful shiver. The vibrations of her laughter were intoxicating. Apart of me wanted to have her near me. To feel the soft breath of her chuckle against my skin. I felt myself slowly melting into her eyes. She had stopped circling me and was standing a mere five feet in front of me. This giant woman was the most beautiful thing that had graced this earth.

“Who are you?” I heard myself ask. The sound of it seemed to be coming from somebody else. I don’t remember telling myself to ask that out load.

“I am Nyphyria Longslow from the High Elves court. I am vacationing here as apart of my yearly sabbatical. I didn’t foresee running into such a beautiful creature in these lonely woods. It is most unfortunate for you if you choose not to be willing.” She chuckled lightly. I shivered again in response, and she watched the shiver travel the length of my body. She lingered in certain areas that made me blush an unnoticed red. “Though it appears that won’t be a problem. You look as though you’ll be enjoying the things, I want to do to you.”

“Wh-What do you mean by that?” I stammered out. She reached forward to place a long thin finger over my lips.

“SHHHH, my love. I wouldn’t dream of hurting you. I just want to make you feel as good as I know you will make me feel. If the truth be told, I come on these sabbaticals to avoid just this sort of thing.” She whispered softly as she grabbed my hand and began leading me back up the path to the stone pedestal.

“I don’t know what you want me to do.” I replied in a hushed whisper.

“Oh, my sweet. You don’t have to do anything.” She stated firmly as she pushed me gently to the ground. “I have all the experience we will need. Just relax and let me have you for my own.” She pushed me back again until I was flat on my back. Her knees straddled either side of my hips as she gently ran her fingers down the length of my chest. Another unchecked shiver ran the length of my body as she began to slowly slide her hips over my hardening length. Her silver hair slipped over her shoulder to brush against my now bare chest. Where the hell did my shirt go? This was all happening so fast and my mind wasn’t fully processing what was happening. I felt in a fog, a blissful, serene fog. Her hair, her kisses, her touch was everywhere. She was everything. I’d never felt so alive then when this beautiful stranger was touching me. I wanted more.

I grasped for control, forcing my hands up and onto her hips. I grabbed them firmly and pushed down against my length. She wanted me? She was gonna get all of me.

My control gained with every second. Finally able to control my limbs I guided a hand up her slender back until I found the back of her neck. Her gasp of surprise informed me that my actions were unexpected but welcome. I pushed further for more control. I pulled her head down until our lips finally met. They were as soft as I imagined, and they tasted like honey suckle. She softly nibbled my lower lip, affectively regaining all the control I had painstakingly achieved.

She pinned my hands above my head with one of her own. She then proceeded to undo my pants and slid them off to reveal my manhood. Her gasp of appreciation hardened me further. I shook in her grasp as she cradled my balls and gently began caressing them.

“Ungh” I grunted as she slid her slender fingers up and down my shaft. The soft callouses on her hands felt like heaven. She continued to explore her prize as I twitched and writhed in her ever-quickening grasp. “You smell like sunshine” I whispered to her as she raised herself up to position me at her entrance.

She chuckled again as she swirled the head of my cock in between her wet lips. “I’m gonna make you scream my name by the end of the night my sweetest of loves. I’ll have you seeing stars and begging for more.” She stated firmly as she slowly lowered herself onto my stiff length. The sweet soft sensation that enveloped me was the most blissful thing I had ever experienced. I moaned as she slid me back out of her and slammed back down again. I laid my head back and embraced the gift she was giving me. She was heaven and I would give anything to stay here for the rest of my life.