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.
I woke the next morning to the chill of the wind hitting my face. I felt cold, sore, and alone. I rubbed my eyes as I rolled into a sitting position. I looked about me only to see trees and brush. I was fully clothed, and I had been laying next to the pedestal.If my rough guess at the time was correct, it was about three in the morning. I groaned as I got to my feet. I dusted off the dirt and grass, and I straightened my belt buckle. I began trudging down the mountain. It had been hours since the old man had left me up here to regain my strength to leave.That was definitely not the reason I had stayed so late but I was hoping he’d buy into it. He sure hadn’t mentioned anyone else being up on this mountain. And my skin was dark enough to hide the ‘hickies’ I could feel on my neck and chest. My face began to burn as I recalled the last few hours. Everything that woman did to me had set me on fire and craving more. What a woman. I hoped she would
The next few days were pure torture. Every moment I spent around her pulled my concentration in two. But by the end of it, I knew how to control my mage hand without it being so much strain on my mind and body. I could only manifest fully manifest it for about a minute. If it got more than thirty feet from me, it would vanish all together. And I could only get it to carry up to ten pounds. Sir FreeFord and Nyphiria kept assuring me that these things were completely normal, and most people were bound by the same restrictions. But apart of me felt like I should be able to achieve more.This feeling of unmet expectations continued to plague me through the rest of Nyphiria’s visit. Not once did she come to me or request my time that didn’t involve training. And what made matters worse, the old man was always tagging along to “watch my progress”. He refused to step in and offer any advice, but he watched me steadily throughout the entirety of my training se
My brother. He had found me despite my best efforts to disappear without him knowing. My father may be convinced that I was dead. But Ultnar knew. He heard rumors of a dwarf being brought back from the dead shortly after I had “died” and he knew it was me. He had narrowly found me at Yana’s. She lost her home and her business when he found out she was hiding me. He burnt them to the ground to set an example to the surrounding healers, of what would happen when they went against the wishes of a Head clan member.I was wrenched from my reminiscing by the sound of brush breaking nearby. He was trying to sneak up on me. But he didn’t really know where I was.“For the love of the Goddess.” He swore viciously. He must have stuck himself in some of the bramble bushes. I kept completely still. And began slowing my breathing down like I do with my meditations. I recited a spell to myself and into existence popped a hand. A mere five fee
“Curses above.” I swore to myself. I was dripping sweat and the morning was off to a bad start. I had managed to get all of my things together and out of the cottage in less than fifteen minutes but that was the last stroke of luck I had all morning.I snagged my pants on a tree I was trying to wrestle myself past. It tore the material and broke the skin. Damn it to the bog. I couldn’t stop to fix it. I had at least ten miles left before I was completely clear of the forest surrounding the mountain and dawn was quickly approaching. The blood worried me though. Not because the cut was bad. But my brother would use it to find me if he found my trail and scented it.I hadn’t released him as Sir FreeFord had instructed me to. Perhaps if he had been unconscious when I went back I would have. But he was awake and raving about all the ways he was going to kill me. I couldn’t kill him. I simply walked over to where I had stashed his belongings, ru
They belonged to a cute little half-elf. She walked up to the brisk red head with a tray and towel tucked into her arm. She raised the tray and adjusted her grip as the red head piled on drinks and gave her instructions. The half-elf bobbed her head and walked away to deliver the drinks. She was maybe 5 foot ten, with midnight curly hair, her eyes were the brightest blue. They shone as if they were beacon of light starring into the dark night. Such and odd but compelling combination. Her skin was even more beautiful. Flawless and as soft as a peach, it had the porcelain white under toned with a soft subtle pink. She was warm in all her interactions and wildly popular amongst the strangers and regulars. I could see why so many people were drawn here. She was intoxicating to watch.I mentally shook myself and looked back down to my funds. I didn’t have much. Depending on the overhead price for a night’s stay I might be out dinner. I heard the soft clatter of footste
She had dark brown hair pulled back into an intricate braid. The tail of the braid trailed across her shoulder, between her plump breasts and sat coiled in her lap. Her legs were crossed, and her right arm was laid across the back of the chair she was perched on. Her foot bobbed up and down in a quick tempo. Her eyes were as dark as her hair, but her skin was peachy and smooth. She was wearing a black satin robe over a set of lacy under garments. There was a lot of flesh exposed.I cleared my throat and her foot stopped. I shut the door behind me. And dropped my bags by the foot of the bed.“I’m assuming you are here for the service I paid for. But as I told the other gal-““Yeah, she told me what you said darlin’ that’s why I’m here and not Jessie. She’s not much for this part of the job. She picks up my waitressing shifts, and I pick up her studs in exchange for not having to be on my feet all night.” She s
The light streaming in through the window woke me with a stabbing pain behind my eyes. You would think a place like this would offer better curtains then this. I groaned and rolled over to find the bed blissfully empty and smelling of Flora.I groaned as more immediate needs began to make themselves present. I stumbled out of the bed, finding the chamber pot in a dazed desperation.It wasn’t until halfway through my morning piss that I realized someone was sitting in the chair next to my bed. A very robust someone.As my trickle petered out, comprehension finally dawned on me. It was the patroness? But it couldn’t be. She had darker red hair pulled back into a sever bun. Her cloths were tight, black, and shiny. She had tall, buckled boots on that came clear up past her knees.“Who are you?” I demanded as firmly as I could muster. “What are you doing in here?” I hissed at her.She stared me down with the cruelest
I dressed and quickly grabbed what few supplies I figured I would need. I locked my room and jogged up the stairs. I didn’t need to give this woman the impression I wasn’t listening.I turned the next corner and walked into a giant expanse of flesh. The moment my face smacked, two hands on my shoulders were violently shoving me away and down. I was flat on my ass when I looked up to see the patroness herself starring down at me.“First looks free my boy.” She chuckled playfully at me. “Touching is going to cost you though.”“I-I I am so sorry. I wasn’t paying attention-“ I struggled to explain, I was becoming increasingly more flustered as I realized what had happened.“Oh, don’t get your panties in a twist honey. It was only an accident.” She cut me off as she helped me up from the floor. “You can call me Dot. My sister has already informed me of your position.” She repli