The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Chapter 7

For the second time in as many days, Asiara woke up in her own bed with no memory of how she got there. Her robe was draped over her shoulders, but it was lying wide open, completely exposing her naked breasts to the cool morning air. As with the day before, she felt a deep, satisfied feeling flowing over her, and smiled broadly as she ran her fingers through her dark curls. She didn’t know why she was enjoying these late night trysts with the water nymph so much – after all, she was accustomed to being the one in control – but something about how helpless she had felt made her wet just thinking about it.

Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she sat up and looked around her to try to make sense of what time it was. From the sounds of bustle outside, and the brightness of the sun leaking through the gap between the tent and the ground she guessed that it must be close to midday. Flopping back on her bed, her hand strayed to her sex, where she started to gently stroke and tease herself as she let her mind wander. She knew she should get up and go talk to Partheon, who must be fuming by now, but somehow she couldn’t find the motivation. All that mattered to her right now was reliving the previous night and preparing herself for whatever this eve would bring.

After about an hour or so of this, though, she was given no choice. She heard a gruff voice outside of her tent.

“Damn it, Asiara, we need to consult. If you don’t come out here soon I’m going to assume that something’s wrong, and I’m going to come into your tent. I’ll wait thirty seconds.”

Sighing, Asiara slipped out of bed and tied her robe around her. As she stepped out of her tent, squinting in the bright sunlight, she saw her second in command staring at her, his fate beet red with anger and frustration.

“Asiara, we need to get moving. Our scouts have reported that the Maurial army is in the area. If they find us in disarray like this, they’ll make short work of us.”

With a far off look in her eye, Asiara hummed calmly before replying, “We have to stay. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Pardon me for saying this, Asiara, but what the hell is the matter with you? I’ve heard the reports of you slipping off in the night, then somehow reappearing unconscious on the edge of camp without anyone seeing you arrive. Whatever’s going on has to stop! You’re going to get us all killed!”

“I have been leaving for reasons that are my own. That is all you need to know. That, and that we are staying here for now.”

As Asiara said this, the thought of another evening with the water nymph flitted through her mind, and a blissful smile spread across her face. Partheon looked at her with a sincere and chastising glare.

“Listen, Asiara, we all know about your sexual appetites. Let’s face it, a few of our men have experienced it firsthand. But throughout this campaign you’ve never let it interfere with your duties to your soldiers. Or to your Queen.”

At that last comment, Asiara’s eyes flared for a moment. He was right, she was betraying her Queen’s orders by not moving. For a moment, she felt slightly dizzy as the full import of that realization hit her. She had served the Queen faithfully for so long – ever since… the exact amount of time was irrelevant. She had to obey her Queen’s orders.

But the water nymph made her feel so good. Perhaps she could stay for one more night. After all, this day was half over already anyway. With the image of her Queen’s palace in her mind, Asiara made a decision.

“Tell the men to make preparations today for an early departure. We’ll leave first thing in the morning.”

“Asiara, why not move today – tonight. We’ve been here too long!”

Upon hearing Partheon say the word “night” she couldn’t help but think of the lake, and what she would experience there. A distant, blissful look spread over her face. Quietly, she said, “Tomorrow. First thing in the morning.”

Partheon looked at her in frustration, but seemed to know that she wouldn’t change her mind. He started to stalk away, his armor clanking as he took quick, angered steps. After he had walked a short way, he turned back towards Asiara.

“He or she had better be good to be worth the risk you’re taking with all of our lives. And for god’s sake, take your swords with you this time. Not even your new abilities can save you if you’re unarmed.”

With that, he turned and walked away, shaking his head.

Asiara felt a wave of dizziness again as Partheon’s reaction forced her to think about the Annol army, and her duty to her Queen. But the pleasure she had felt these past two nights was simply too much to ignore. The Maurial army was probably only in the area because it was the easiest way to travel – that was why she had chosen to come this way in the first place. And they would have no reason to take the detour that had led Asiara’s forces to their current encampment. Her army would leave tomorrow, and all would be well.

And in the meantime, Asiara would prepare herself for whatever the night had in store. Returning to her tent, she slipped off her robe, laid back down upon her bed, and began stroking and teasing herself, getting her body ready for another night of unthinkable pleasure.

It seemed that days had passed before the sun finally disappeared from the sky. Asiara waited until the moon had risen high into the night air before slipping from her tent. She had taken a few steps before she realized that she was completely naked and weaponless. As eager as she was to return to the lake in the forest, she remembered Partheon’s plea. Returning to her tent, she draped her robe around her shoulders and grabbed her thick leather belt – the one with her two swords strapped to it. After buckling this around her waist, she set out once again.

For the first time, though, she didn’t walk boldly out of the camp, but instead waited for some clouds to douse the moonlight before slipping away under the cover of shadow. She was the Captain, and could do as she pleased, but her encounter with Partheon had made it clear to her that her troops were beginning to ask questions. She didn’t want to fuel their fire any more than she had to.

Her own fire, however, was burning quite hot, and as she got far enough away from the camp that she didn’t need to worry about any of the lookouts spotting her she broke into an almost frantic run, she was so eager to encounter the water nymph again.

Before long she was back in the forest, and almost immediately she heard the song that had conquered her will two nights ago. No longer running, she let herself move as quickly or as slowly as the song demanded, slipping through the trees towards her inevitable destination. As she stepped into the clearing, she saw the water nymph lying on her side in the middle of the lake; relaxing on the surface of the water as if it were a sheet of strong glass.

The nymph was also singing, and her voice penetrated Asiara’s mind, calming her even as it seemed to stroke her dripping wet sex. Asiara stepped to the edge of the pool, and then stopped, waiting for the command in the melody that would coax her into the water, or drop her into an enchanted sleep. Asiara didn’t care which one it was, she only wanted to experience whatever the nymph had planned for her.

As the song continued to float into her mind, Asiara felt a sudden compulsion to remove her weapon belt, and then to shrug off her robe, leaving both lying just at the water’s edge. Then, the water nymph stood in a smooth, fluid motion before walking gracefully towards Asiara. When she was standing at the very edge of the pool, her feet still resting on the water just before it met the land, she reached for Asiara, placing her hands on either side of Asiara’s head, cupping her face gently; tenderly.

Still singing softly, she stepped back, pulling Asiara slowly into the water. The warrior woman felt the lake close around her ankles, but she didn’t look down. Instead, she stared into the eyes of the beautiful nymph before her, letting their cold, blue brilliance capture her gaze even as the song continued to capture her mind.

Another step drew her slightly deeper, and as the cool water washed over her calf, Asiara heard another sound start to blend with the music that engulfed her: her own sighs and moans were now filling the air as her arousal continued to boil within her. The need for release had grown so intense that she was struggling to keep her balance as the nymph took another step back, and then another.

Before she knew it, Asiara was in the pool up to her waist, and still the nymph cupped her head in her hands, and stared deeply into her eyes. And all the while the lilting, magical melody played over Asiara’s thoughts, controlling her and guiding her forward, and spurring on her need for climax with every enchanting note. She could feel the tightness in her nipples, and the arousal humming through them in time with the song; her sex quivered in perfect harmony with the singing that claimed her.

Through all of this, Asiara suddenly managed a single, surprised thought: the nymph’s eyes were still level with her own. Through her flickering awareness, she realized that the nymph was in the pool up to her waist as well and, like the previous night, the parts of her that were underwater were nowhere to be seen.

But they were still to be felt. With a commanding tug, the water nymph drew Asiara’s body against her own, pressing her thigh against Asiara’s sex and pulling their bodies together. The nymph’s mouth sought out Asiara’s, swallowing the gasp of surprise and pleasure that escaped the helpless woman’s mouth. Asiara struggled to breathe as the nymph’s wet tongue explored her mouth, but her thoughts were only on one thing – the explosive pleasure that was rippling out of her sex and through her entire body. Losing control of herself, she began to rub her hungry sex against the watery thigh of the nymph, feeling it drive her higher and higher into her lustful haze. The song had ended with the nymph’s kiss, but Asiara was still completely under her control, as her sex would not allow her to disobey the creature that was bringing her so much pleasure.

Eventually, the nymph broke the kiss, leaving Asiara gasping for breath even as she was pulled several steps further into the water. She could feel it lapping at the undersides of her breasts, and could see the water nymph’s body continue to seemingly dissolve into the lake. Asiara could still see the nymph’s beautiful breasts, but below them, the glinting green moonlight revealed nothing but pure, clear water.

Asiara’s skin, however, was aware of so much more, as the nymph’s invisible arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close and pressing their hips against each other. Above the water, their breasts were now crushed together, and Asiara could feel her tight nipples being teased by the water nymph’s own. Panting her own intense arousal, Asiara wanted nothing more than to let go, to let the climax wash over her, and to relax her muscles – to float in orgasmic bliss on the lake’s surface as her body quivered in the moonlight.

But still, she remained standing, waiting for the water nymph’s direction to guide her to her ultimate pleasure. With another few backwards steps, the nymph took Asiara still deeper, bringing her into the lake up to her neck. Though only the nymph’s head remained visible, Asiara could still feel the creature’s lovely breasts pressed against her own, and could still feel the water nymph’s body stimulating her desperate sex. Almost totally submerged in the water, Asiara was now becoming aware of stimulation elsewhere on her body, as well. It was as if thousands of tiny currents of water were swirling frantically around her, teasing and exciting every nerve in her body. Screaming in arousal, Asiara reveled in the sensation, submerging herself completely in the feelings that permeated her.

Then, without warning, the water nymph surprised Asiara yet again. Asiara felt the nymph’s arms wrap around her back, gripping her at the shoulder and, with this leverage, the nymph lifted herself slightly before wrapping her legs around Asiara, trapping her invisible body against Asiara’s. Asiara expected to be dragged down with the extra weight, but she could feel almost nothing pulling on her – the nymph’s skin stimulated her, but her weight was inconsequential even as she began to writhe against Asiara, sending her still higher into her lustful frenzy.

Wrapped around Asiara as she was, the water nymph was no longer pulling Asiara further into the pool. Instead, she was grinding her body into the impossibly aroused woman’s own – building her desire for climax while teasingly refusing to push her over the final edge.

Asiara was overcome with lust. She could feel the sandy bottom of the lake below her feet, but how she managed to keep her footing was beyond her, as every muscle in her body was shaking with desire and arousal. Everywhere that the nymph’s body was pressed against hers she felt torrents of pleasure cascading upon her senses, and everywhere that was still exposed was saturated in the sensation that this magical water imparted.

Then, Asiara was pushed to her very limit. Her eager, hungry sex had grown so desperate that its walls separated, allowing a substantial amount of water to rush inside of her, filling her most intimate places. And as it did so, a million minute but powerful jets of water danced against the lining of her feminine channel, eroding the last bits of her will. In a fit of need, Asiara knew what she must do. Of her own volition, she stepped forward, taking herself further into the pool, taking herself deeper into its waters even as she sank deeper into her arousal.

The water moved up her neck, over her jaw and chin. It passed her cheeks and nose, engulfing her eyes and eventually wetting even the uppermost curls of her dark hair. As the water closed over Asiara’s head, she felt her arousal, already so intense, spike to an all new level, holding her on the edge of an explosive, spirit altering climax for just a moment.

Then, that climax arrived. With the water nymph’s completely naked body still writhing against her, and with the overwhelming stimulation of her skin and sex pushing her beyond what she knew was possible, Asiara climaxed so powerfully, so completely, that the thought of fighting for breath, or even of holding her breath was incapable of entering her pleasure filled mind. Without even knowing that she did so, Asiara opened her lungs and breathed deeply as the climax tore through her, but all that entered was clear, erotic water.

But the sensation only added to what Asiara was feeling. Rather than feeling as though she were drowning, she felt a sudden sensation of ultimate freedom, as pleasure seemed to occupy every part of her body and soul. The water in her lungs wasn’t robbing her of life, it was permeating her; changing her. And as it did so, the pleasure altered her even more. The waves of orgasmic bliss were so powerful, so torrential, that they seemed to be tearing her apart. Asiara felt the pleasure pulling her in a million different directions, exploding her spirit and dissolving her being at the same time. She lost herself in otherworldly nirvana as the writhing body on top of her seemed to dissipate, to move into her, to become one with her.

Asiara’s consciousness was fading even as her awareness of pleasure grew. The climax became her single thought, her single state of existence. Her body and her mind were dissolving into that climax, making her one with the pleasure, and making her one with the lake. Asiara could feel her independence eroding, she could feel herself – her soul – blending with the lake and the nymph that inhabited it.

But then, an odd vibration – more of a chant than a song – seemed to hum through the water; through her own body, which was quickly becoming indistinguishable from the water. As the sexual release continued to cloud every part of Asiara’s thoughts and awareness, she suddenly felt the water in her lungs, she suddenly felt the presence of the nymph, and then, just as suddenly, she felt nothing as a deep and impenetrable darkness descended on her, and that was all that she knew…