A few minutes after Alexia had released her seed all over him, Lumen was still busy cleaning up the mess before him. However, even if the beautiful woman had yet to signal the young Duke to stop, Lumen was pretty sure he had taken care of most of their bodily fluids by now.

The act was far from unpleasant though and every time Lumen's tongue finished one lap from the tip of Alexia's divine tool down to her hips, the beautiful shaft before him partially vanished from his view. Under different circumstances, that fact may have brought up comparisons to Lumen's small size in comparison. Right now, though, the surprisingly hefty weight of Alexia's dick only filled him with a strange sense of accomplishment at having brought this piece of art to climax all on his own.

The woman in question also seemed tempted to restart their previous activity, and it would have been all too easy to push the willing boy between her legs back onto her cock. However, she chose not to indulge too much for now. The partially eaten dish sitting beside the two might make the minds of those gifted in the arcane arts more pliable, but over-reliance on its formula would leave even the strongest of souls as little more than pleasure-addicted husks. It was therefore better to only use it sparingly and to instil a sense of loyalty and deference instead of abusing it for simple pleasure. Once the boy’s magic ceased its pointless resistance, it would be trivial to fully mould both his body and mind to her whims, after all.

While Lumen continued his worship of his guest, the other two women at the table had also finally ceased their incessant lustful cries. In the end, both mother and daughter had simply slumped over in their chairs. The only indication that their exhausted state wasn’t born from fatigue alone were the occasional twitches in their nether regions and the dark wet spots that now adorned the front of their long skirts. It would take a while to see if either of them could regain a semblance of their minds, but the chances were actually higher for them than they would have been for most others.

The Duchess and Alyanna may not possess any magical abilities themselves, but the fact that they had a mage as a son and brother respectively meant there was at least some power hidden in their bloodline. Similar to the accelerated healing it provided, magic also led to a natural self-purifying of the mind. Like a sponge wringing a liquid out of itself, a mage’s internal power would be able to, if given enough time, restore their spirit to its initial state. That also meant it was impossible for the magic-less common folk to ever differentiate their own thoughts from those artificially inserted.

Overcoming those internal defences was usually the most important step of training a new mage, but it was also very time-consuming... or that was how it had been back in the empire at least. The lack of any meaningful resistance from the young Duke already hinted at the fact that he might not be able to recognise - let alone counter - the arcane art that Alexia was so skilled in. If that truly was the case, Lumen’s training might be completed a lot faster than his new teacher had at first anticipated.

For the moment, though, unaware of the plans the beautiful woman before him was scheming about, Lumen blissfully continued his devotion to Alexia’s body. Due to his nightly escapades, the young Duke was far more confident in servicing Alexia’s feminine parts than he had been with her penis in his mouth and, every time his head travelled back down, he made sure to give them a bit of his attention as well. Those efforts were also soon rewarded as Alexia’s shameless moans let him know whenever his tongue hit a sensitive spot. 

It hadn’t originally been his goal to give another orgasm to the woman this way, but Lumen soon noticed the shifts in Alexia’s body language. His Goddess’ hands, still resting on top of his head, suddenly holding on with a bit more force, the way her shaft twitched above him, and how her lower body lightly pushed into his touch. For a moment, Lumen was mentally preparing himself to accept her beautiful shaft back into his mouth but, instead of removing him from her hips, Alexia subconsciously pressed the young Duke even further against herself as another climax soon took over.

Lost in her own pleasure, the mesmerizing woman missed how the boy between her legs went cross-eyed for a second, as the penis above him shot out one thick rope of cum after the other. For the most part, Alexia’s seed flew clear of either of their bodies and landed all over the floor behind the young Duke. Only at the very end of her orgasm did a bit of the delicious cum fall on top of Lumen’s head, adding to his already messy state.

As her climax subsided, Alexia separated the young man from her crotch once again before she wordlessly presented her sticky fingers to him. Seeing Lumen's happy expression as he obediently took the semen-covered digits into his mouth, she finally spoke between heavy breaths.

“Good, ha... boy,” - the words sent a shiver through Lumen’s body as his mouth continued its work - “I guess I should be thankful that your previous mentors never taught you how to resist.”

In Thalassia, teaching new mages was always a balancing act between two extremes. Of course, every teacher wanted the benefit an open mind brought with it, but they couldn’t risk their pupils submitting to the first magic casters they came across. Thankfully, Alexia had already mastered the art of training her students to be both loyal to the right people yet also impervious to unwanted influences.

Licking the last remains of the virile seed from the woman’s hand, Lumen responded after a few moments: “Thank you, Alexia... Uhh, Miss Alexia.”

While trying to find the right words, however, the young Duke suddenly felt a bit unsure how to address the woman before him. Lumen’s guest had allowed him to simply call her by her name, but right now, such a casual attitude felt wholly inadequate for the divine being before him.

“It’s okay... you can call me Mistress if you want.” The seemingly ever-present smirk on Alexia’s face would have just a few minutes ago put the young Duke’s mind on edge. This time, though, it led to the exact opposite reaction, as Lumen felt himself relax into his seat.

“Yes, thank you, Mistress!”

The list of people that the young Duke had ever addressed with a title of higher standing than himself could be counted on one hand, and right now Lumen was more than happy to put his guest on the very top. He was also happy about the implication hidden in Alexia’s words. If the woman was willing to teach him magic as well, he couldn’t ask for a better master - or rather mistress - to learn from.

But, sensing that this time his new teacher truly wanted to stay focussed on the lesson, Lumen finally concluded his rather enjoyable clean-up. Although, glancing around, both he and the room had only gotten messier than when he had started. In fact, the only thing that got cleaned up since Alexia’s first orgasm was the woman’s own body.

Ignoring how his Mistress’ semen had already drenched both his hair and the fabric of his clothes, however, Lumen solely focussed on his new mentor. His hopes that Alexia’s teaching style would be more enjoyable than his last instructor’s were also quickly confirmed, as his Mistress picked up the plate with the almost forgotten meal.

The last thing the Duke consciously remembered afterwards was Alexia feeding him another bite as both her eyes and necklace started glowing with purple vortexes almost hidden in the morning sunlight. Like the very first time Lumen had laid eyes on her, he didn’t really comprehend any of the words she whispered to him while still ingraining them into his mind.....

A couple of hours later, the young Duke gradually regained his senses as he awakened from his slumber. The first thing Lumen noticed was the soft fabric of his bedsheets, and, upon feeling the warmth trapped beneath them, he let out a satisfied sigh. It had been so long since he had any comfortable sleep, so both his body and mind welcomed the serene sensation.

Before waking, Lumen had just experienced the strangest dream involving the castle’s new guest. Even if he loathed to think about why exactly his dream had been about her, the events of his imagination did undeniably fill the young Duke with excitement. He had never really thought about how it would be to give pleasure in such an... unusual way but, reminiscing about it now, he wasn’t totally against the sensation, or Alexia’s taste for that matter.

The only problem with fulfilling that fantasy in the real world would, of course, be that women didn’t usually have a penis and Lumen was more than certain that his preference for the fairer sex in that regard hadn’t changed. Without even realising it, though, the memories of his Mistress' member in his mouth also led to him salivating a bit and his arousal only rose in response. 

While his body was reacting to his fantasies, the young Duke eventually noted that it was still the middle of the night. However, despite the day being at least a few hours away, the idea of going back to bed barely crossed Lumen’s mind. Instead, his wandering thoughts still clung to the mesmerising woman and the images from his dream kept flaming the heat in his body higher and higher.

So, after a few more moments, the young Duke finally decided to slip one of his hands under his sheets. Just before he started pleasuring himself, however, a part of his scattered mind did thankfully remember to remove his blankets and pants. He had just been gifted his outfit this very same day, after all, so he should at least try not to spoil them so quickly.

Naturally, the Duke’s thoughts were focused on his new Mistress. How it had felt to serve her gorgeous cock. How he had seen her naked body in the baths where both he and the staff members washing them had shamelessly ogled her perfect body... even the part when they had picked out a new outfit for the young Duke afterwards. The clothes Alexia had presented him had looked very similar to her own exotic outfit, although they had thankfully been a bit more modest.

Recalling how the outfit's top had laid skintight against Lumen’s chest and how the fabric had lightly rubbed against his nipples with every step, was enough for the young Duke to finally climax. To avoid any of his seed from landing on his pants or the covers, however, Lumen quickly shifted his other hand down, trying to catch his cum before it sprayed up. As far as he could tell, he actually got it all, but having no convenient place to wash it off nearby, he thought about what to do. In the end, seeing no other alternatives, the young Duke simply put the sticky fingers into his mouth and licked the semen off with practised motions.

The taste, while reminiscent of Alexia, was rather disappointing compared to her rich flavour. It didn’t even bring any of the pleasurable warmth he had learned to expect, so he just quickly collected it all in his mouth and swallowed. Afterwards, Lumen was almost willing to fall back to sleep again, but as he pulled his pants back up, it finally hit him.

Had he just... eaten his own cum? And for that matter, had he really orgasmed at the thought of his guest forcing him into such an embarrassing outfit in the first place?

For a moment, Lumen was more confused about his actions than anything else. Pushing his bedsheets off, he took a few breaths of chilly morning air in the hopes of cooling down his racing thoughts. A part of him was convinced that all those things he half-remembered must have been the fabrications of his dreams, but as he tried to decipher which of yesterday’s memories were real and which weren’t, his eyes eventually caught onto something below him.

Due to the dim lighting, it was hard to make out any details, so it took a moment to fully recognise what he was looking at, but eventually, he identified the piece of fabric pressing against his torso. The material was scandalously thin and thanks to its snug fit, the young Duke could clearly see the outline of his nipples, still hard from his earlier arousal and the cool night air. In response, Lumen’s racing heart only beat harder as he felt a sense of panic creep up his spine, before it... suddenly vanished in a fuzzy, pleasurable haze. He had, after all, readily agreed to put the outfit on, even if his Mistress had been the one to choose it for him, so why was he distressing over it now?

As he felt the weird foreign thoughts infiltrate his brain, Lumen shook his head in the hopes of dislodging them. In the end, it was unclear if that did anything or if they had just vanished on their own again. However, with his mind somewhat cleared up, the young Duke continued his efforts to pierce through the fuzziness that had layered itself over his memories.

Even after concentrating for a few seconds, though, the only events he could recall with clarity were his morning bath and the breakfast that had followed it. Trying to remember anything beyond that point seemed to become more and more difficult the harder he tried. However, that only strengthened one suspicion in Lumen’s mind: Alexia must have done something to him and, perhaps even more worrying, to the rest of his family.

Even as a trained mage, the boy was still unclear what exact technique his Mistress could have used, though, so coming up with some form of defence or counter was beyond him for now. The protective gear he had equipped yesterday had also proven inadequate at best and, as a result, the idea of actually fighting Alexia was almost instantly discarded again. But, if he didn’t want to surrender to his new teacher and fighting was out of the picture, that only left one other alternative...

Just the thought of fleeing from his own home, the city Lumen and his forefathers had ruled over for generations, already caused an uncomfortable twisting in his gut. Lumen was sworn to this land, meant to be its guardian and ruler, but he was also painfully aware of how outmatched he was by the enemy he was currently hosting, so what other option did he have?

As he was coming up with a preliminary plan, Lumen finally got out of his bed. Just as he was going over to his chest of magical items, however, his mind suddenly clouded over again.

The feelings that inserted themself into his head were like waking up from a long summer nap: warm and relaxing, but also hard to focus on anything in particular. Besides, hadn’t he already decided it was better to just submit for now? It wasn’t like Lumen particularly disliked what Alexia had done to him...

Again, the young Lord tried to resist those alien sensations washing through him and strained his mind to stay focussed. As he did so, however, a strange light from the far side of his room caught his eye. It wasn’t very bright and, if it hadn’t been the middle of the night, Lumen would most likely not even have realised it was there to begin with. Right now, though, something in his mind compelled him to investigate it.

So, with his escape plans momentarily shelved, Lumen made his way over to the wall. Once there, his eyes needed another second to adjust to the dark corner of his chamber, but just as his vision became clearer, he saw it again. There were actually three lights in total, arranged like an upside-down triangle, the bottom one shining quite a bit brighter than the rest. Just as quickly as they had appeared, however, the shimmering trio soon vanished again... and Lumen finally realised what exactly it was he was staring at.

In the mirror, shrouded in the darkness of early morning, his own reflection was looking back at him. The first thing that stood out to the young Duke was the outfit he was now wearing, as it was by far the most shameless piece of clothing he had ever put on. As far as he could tell, it was the same outfit he had just recalled from his dreams, and the similarities to Alexia’s clothes were more than obvious. The only real difference was that the neckline didn’t drop quite so indecently low as it clung skintight to his torso instead.

However, for a second or two, all Lumen could think about the getup was that it actually looked surprisingly good. In fact, if anyone else had worn it, he probably would have called it a beautiful work of art. Seeing it on his own body, however, the young Duke was filled with a mix of embarrassment, anger and... arousal?

Quickly shaking these thoughts out of his head, Lumen’s eyes eventually drifted further down. A small gap between the top and his hips left part of his belly exposed to the open air, but, again, it wasn’t as extreme as Alexia’s exposed belly button had been. While the strip of bare flesh was enough to grab his attention for a moment, Lumen’s eyes had already landed on the other exotic piece of clothing he wore. Just like the rest of the outfit, his pants were of a similar style to Alexia’s, but thankfully without the... hole in the crotch area.

While examining his outfit, Lumen’s thoughts inevitably shifted back to his Mistress and especially her impressive member. In response, his mouth also started producing more saliva again just from remembering her taste. However, in his distracted state, the young Duke missed how the three lights above lit up once more and the weird haze momentarily infiltrated his mind.

When focussing on the lower part of his outfit and half-obscured by the darkness, Lumen almost couldn’t help but be reminded of Alexia. In response, his mind subtly shifted his perception of the outfit into something distinctly more feminine. The soft fabric clinging to his skin might lack the curves he usually found so attractive, but they couldn't exactly be called masculine either. As those stray thoughts crossed his mind, the Duke’s body already stirred with excitement. His eyes eagerly absorbed the sight in the mirror, causing a surge of arousal to course through his veins once again. Before meeting his new Mistress, the presence of the slowly growing penis might have diminished those feelings but, right now, it only led to the heat in Lumen's body increasing even higher, as it inevitably reminded him of his newest guest.

In this horny state, it was no surprise that one of Lumen’s hands soon reached down to his crotch and freed his penis from the silky-smooth fabric once more. However, just as he was beginning to pleasure himself for the second time this morning, the young Duke noticed the strange, almost sensual feeling radiating from his chest whenever his body shifted around. Upon focusing on the area, he quickly realised where exactly those sparks of excitement emanated from.

In response, one of Lumen’s hands instinctively reached up towards his nipples and the thin fabric did little to diminish the sensations of his warm skin. For a moment, the weirdly pleasurable warmth layered itself over his thoughts, before the young Duke let out a low, involuntary moan. As his mind restarted, though, a new idea popped into Lumen’s head as he lightly pinched the nipple between his fingers.

Mixed with his earlier excitement, that was all the stimulation his body could handle as the young Duke quickly felt the familiar spark of pleasure rush down his spine. The moment of orgasm just so coincided with another wave of the weird energy penetrating his mind and the climactic bliss quickly mixed with his feelings of admiration and submission for his new Mistress. For a few seconds, the young Duke simply closed his eyes in contentedness as he tried to get his breathing back under control.

Eventually, still bathing in the afterglow of his orgasm, Lumen did manage to look back at his reflection. For the first time since seeing it, he actually glanced up at his head. Staring back was the same face he had seen a thousand times, just with the satisfaction of his two back-to-back orgasms, a bit of drool, and a weird purple shine radiating from his eyes.    

For a moment, that last one confused the young Duke, but soon enough, he realised what exactly was responsible for the unusual effect. In response, the adrenaline flushing through his body acted like a bucket of cold water to his arousal. Relying on his training as a mage, Lumen instantly focussed on the eerie glow and the object around his neck causing it.

The shimmering lights had almost vanished again, but as Lumen leaned in to see better, the focus item seemed to pick up on his intent, as the magical glimmer remained for a few more moments. The colour reflected in the mirror was the very same hue that Lumen's irises had just been bathed in, the same mesmerising violet that Alexia’s necklace had been, the exact purple vortexes of his Mistress’ own eyes.

That fact ground the young mage's thoughts to a halt again. Lumen didn't remember ever seeing such a focus item before, let alone putting it on. As he was scanning his memories, though, the seemingly unavoidable rise in luminosity started once again. Just like before, it was accompanied by the young Duke’s mind getting undermined. For a moment, Lumen’s panic was pushed to the back of his mind as a part of him actually insisted that this sign of his submission-made-manifest made the situation even more arousing… otherwise, he wouldn’t have voluntarily put the collar on yesterday, after all. Not even a moment later, his body was also yearning for more stimulation again.

As the feeling ebbed away, however, the young Duke’s thoughts returned with such an intensity that he almost lost his balance. Trying to think calmly, Lumen quickly noted that the object around his neck wasn’t actually made of metal as he had first feared, but the same thin fabric as the rest of his outfit. In contrast to its apparent fragileness, however, the cloth ring somehow managed to put a constant pressure against the young man’s throat. Not enough to impair him in any way, but it was undeniably there whenever he focused on it.

Looking at it up close, Lumen also had to admit that a lot of artistic talent must have gone into creating this small accessory, as he could feel the embroideries and decorations under his finger. However, the highlight of the object was, of course, the glowing gemstone at its centre as it seemed to draw his attention even stronger from this distance.

For a moment, the young Duke simply stared at the glowing jewel around his neck with a blank expression on his face before a bit of clearheadedness returned once again. Whatever this thing was doing to his mind, he would have to act fast before it could cause any more harm.

Wasting no more time, Lumen quickly scanned the collar for a locking mechanism, but to his horror, he didn’t find anything of the sort. The fabric seamlessly fused around his neck and even examining it with one of his fingers from the inside didn’t reveal any obvious weak spots.

As a result, he first tried brute force and attempted to rip the thin fabric apart, but somehow the accessory proved impervious to the attempt. Therefore, as a last resort, the young Duke eventually decided to draw upon his own magical reserves instead. Casting a spell without the use of a focus was normally a more than reckless act, as neither the output level of his powers nor the direction of the attack could be accurately predicted, but Lumen felt he had no real alternatives. So, just as the glowing around his neck was becoming visible again, he put both of his hands against the fabric and tried his best to concentrate.

The effect Lumen was aiming for was only a small flame or electric spark to burn through the material. When tapping into his innate power, however, he quickly noticed how his magical reserves seemed almost completely drained. It was as if he had just finished an hour-long training regimen, despite his body feeling more rested than ever. At the moment, the young mage didn’t have an explanation for those discrepancies, though, so instead he ignored his abnormal state and pushed through the exhaustion.

Just as the purple glow around his neck was starting to infiltrate his thoughts again, a small arc of energy rushed from one of Lumen’s hands to the other. The sudden jolt forced out a small yelp of surprise and pain but, in the end, it actually worked. As it turned out, cutting through the material was trivially easy.

Truth be told, Lumen had half-expected the piece of fabric to resist his improvised spell, but it almost seemed like there wasn’t any magical protection imbued into the cloth whatsoever. Perhaps it was because using magic for destruction was a wasteful and backward practice. Thankfully, Lumen wouldn’t have to ever use his magic for combat again…

With barely suppressed panic, the young Duke realised how the weird thoughts still seemed to creep into his mind, but he quickly regained his composure. Overreacting right now wouldn’t help anyone, after all, and it wasn’t like Alexia’s lesson had all been nonsense.

The most memorable moment of the ‘teaching session’ had still been the experience of giving his first-ever blowjob. Adding to his growing confusion, though, Lumen still couldn’t bring himself to dislike the memory of Alexia’s penis in his mouth. It wasn’t on the same level of devotion as he had felt during the act, but it still left Lumen’s body needy for more. If the woman had been in the room with him, he might have even asked her for it. It was important to be honest with Alexia, after all...

Once again, trying to shake those intrusive thoughts out of his head, Lumen instead focussed on formulating some kind of escape plan. One of the most distressing parts about this whole ordeal was obviously the fact Alexia had already done something to him, but even more worrying was the small part that insisted she was allowed to do so. She was his teacher, after all, and students should always submit to their teachers...

Thankfully, if his plan was simply to escape his Mistress, Lumen shouldn’t have to directly confront Alexia, but the bigger problem with that plan would be his family. Under no circumstance would the boy who had just lost his father be willing to abandon either his mother or sister to the same enemy, but it was doubtful if they were even fit for travel.

Worse still, with the castle staff potentially compromised, Lumen couldn’t risk taking the family carriage without his Mistress noticing, so the normally quick journey to the Duchy’s border might actually take them the better part of a month. Thinking his plan over, Lumen also came to the conclusion that he should definitely take a weapon with him, so he finally returned his focus to the stash of magical items.

The sight of the chest caused him to halt, though. The lock, designed to withstand even the hardest of impacts - both physical and magical - was... gone. In fact, throwing open the hatch revealed that the chest was entirely empty. Normally, Lumen should have panicked at that news, but part of him felt it was only logical. He had personally offered the focus items to his teacher, after all. Besides, magic wasn’t a tool for combat, its purpose was to ensure the loyalty of himself and others to his Goddess...

By now, Lumen was almost starting to get used to those strange thoughts popping up, so he didn’t even get all that angry. Besides, his enemy might have stolen his most potent weapon, but Lumen was still a trained Ollaseran noble...

...

Yeah, okay, he was seriously screwed.

Lumen had never paid that much attention during his physical combat training, thinking he would never have to fight without magic on his side. Even with those distressing developments, though, he was still convinced that leaving the castle was the better option. In fact, right now, his own home was perhaps the most dangerous place for the Duke. His sole hope was that none of the staff would notice his or his family’s disappearance before they could slip out of Salhaven. It was important to be open with Alexia, after all, so their escape should immediately be reported to her...

Deciding such, Lumen eventually made his way out of his room. Thankfully, the door hadn’t been locked, so he made his way through the castle as quietly as possible. The dark passageways seemed even longer than what he remembered, but after a few tense moments, Lumen sneaked through the corridors of his home without any incident. Luckily, the quarters for his family weren’t too far from his own, so he wouldn’t have to go anywhere near the northern wing and its guest rooms. As soon as he cleared the last corner, however, his plans were already crumbling apart.

The impressive door to his parent's room, the biggest bedroom in the whole castle, was thrown wide open and Lumen could see that the window inside had likewise been opened. The chilly morning air coming in wasn't what caused him to halt though, instead, it was the strange smell it carried into the corridor. It reeked of sweat, sex, and one particular scent the young Duke had already learned to love: Alexia.

For a moment, that fact caused yet another wave of arousal in Lumen, but glancing into the room, it was empty. The bed's usually meticulous state also seemed like a thing of the past as the sheets and pillows were strewn around the place. Of course, the young Duke was rather distraught at the absence of his mother but a part of him also felt... glad? He obviously knew who was ultimately responsible for the room's state but Lumen almost couldn't help but be happy for his Mistress because of it. Lumen was well aware that his own unskilled service to the woman yesterday was far from perfect so, hopefully, his mother could do better.

Again, the strange thoughts slipped into Lumen's mind all too easily. And, again, he tried his best to dislodge them once he noticed. The young Duke was almost tempted to try to forcefully remove them, but he was unsure if hitting his head against something wouldn't do more harm than good. In the end, he simply left his parent's room in the vain hope that it would help distract him. If nothing else it at least removed him from the intense musk rising from the bed.

As he sneaked further down the corridor, though, Lumen eventually had to make a choice. He could go to the northern wing, hoping that his Mistress and the Duchess were... done with whatever he imagined they were up to, but he was well aware how risky that would be. Instead, he simply hoped that particular problem would resolve itself soon enough, as he made his way down the corridor, over to his sister’s room. Momentarily stopping before it, he made sure no one had seen him or was following.

Just as he was about to reach for the handle, though, the door opened by itself. For a moment, Lumen didn't even recognise the person now standing before him. His sister looked dishevelled, her short hair was, much like the rest of her body, drenched in sweat and she seemed restless in the way her thighs quivered and her eyes desperately scanned over Lumen's body. Most notable of all, of course, was the fact that Alyanna was standing before her brother completely naked and that one of her hands was busy frantically pushing in and out of her wet slit.

“Mistre- Oh, Lumi!”

Apparently, his sister had expected someone else to visit her, but Lumen didn’t even have time to process that particular piece of information, let alone explain what was happening, as his bigger sister suddenly crashed into him in a tight bear hug. Unfortunately, the moment was quickly ruined by Alyanna's state of undress and the way she shamelessly rubbed herself against her brother. Thanks to the thin fabric of his own outfit, Lumen also felt the wetness slowly soaking through his clothes.

“Lumi! Please, you have to help me! Why doesn't it stop?!”