I met her really often and she took control about my sex life. I met 2-3 times a week, wrote letters to her how I felt during the sessions and she cal...ed me quite often to give me new instructions. So I turned from a curious man into a submissive slave and today I know, that I will be submissive for the rest of my life.After about six months, she said to me that she like to make an experiment with me, but she don’t know if iwould like it. At this night she put some of her clothes on me, bra,. . perhaps she was beginning to see the use of handy little spells like that. Or maybe, like myself, she didn’t think I was using them right.Well, not that I’d used Featherfall at all. It was a pretty handy spell.So that was how most of our first day passed. We spent time in our little courtyard, talking, enjoying being pampered, studying, and, well, waiting. Ashryn joined us after her bath, but after the noon bell rang, the rest of us took our own baths and we all got dressed in our. I convinced her to wear dresses and hold up stockings, for my pleasure. I would come home and find mom sitting on the couch, in her stockings, reading a cook book for this evening's dinner and sit next to her and run my hand up under her dress, feeling her long, smooth thighs. I loved the feel of the taught skin as I worked my hand up to her panties. As I did so, mom would slightly open her legs to allow access to my roaming hands. The higher I got, the more she spread those luscious thighs.. " All right. Let me consult Merlin."****So the king went to the magician, and outlined his dilemma, and thensaid, "So, what can I do?" I do have an alternative, if the woman is willing, your majesty." Well, what is it?" I had recently finished making a very special suit of armor, the wearerwould be nearly invulnerable to all known weapons." So why not give it to me?" Because there is ... a problem. The wearer could never take it off. Theywould never sleep, never eat, and never show their face.