I want to deny her...but I just can't...

You try your best to deny the nymph, to pull away from her and keep yourself from falling for her wiles, but it is impossible. Her scent, so lovely and sweet, fills your senses and her body is so very alluring and tempting to a young man who had forgone the touch of a woman in order to train like yourself. You are ill-quipped to resist the charms of a woman such as her, even if your more logical mind is screaming at you to resist with all that you have.

What you have, however, is simply not enough and, even if you could marshal some form of resistance, the naiad gives you not a chance as, suddenly, she is pulling you forward and her lips press to yours firmly and hungrily. She kisses you and it is like nothing you've ever felt before. You've been kissed before, by coquettish maidens after a tournament or at some noble-blooded knight's ball, but those were chaste and innocent things compared to what the nymph places upon your lips now. Her mouth is soft and warm upon your own and, before you even know what she intends, her tongue has thrust into your mouth and is winding around your own in an erotic entanglement that has you moaning against her lips.

She kisses you for a long, long moment and, when she parts, your eyes are hazy and your senses gone as she giggles girlishly. "Oh, how sweet. You're already so flustered with just a kiss, dear boy. And we've still only just started. You are adorable.", she says as you feel her pull you towards her and, in doing so, towards the spring, "I think I may keep you as my pet. Would you like that, handsome?"

You can only senselessly nod, not even fully realizing what you're agreeing to, as she pulls you towards the spring with one hand and the other works at the fastenings of your breeches. With deft skill, she unfastens your breeches and reaches into the open front of your trousers to cup the hard, rigid length there. You moan out at the feeling of her impossibly soft hand caressing the turgid flesh of your manhood, your shaft already hardened to it's full seven inches.

"What a lovelycock you have, my dear little pet.", she coos at you as you moan and groan at her expert manipulation of your member, her fingers flowing up and down along your length with otherworldly grace and finesse, "I cannot wait to get a taste of it. Come, my lovely. Come into the water with me..."

You are powerless to resist as she leads you by the crotch to the spring, continuing to stroke and pleasure you with her hand and pepper your lips and cheeks with kisses as she leads you into the cool water. Your body sinks into the water slowly, the cool liquid seeping into your boots and breeches as you sink lower and lower. You could care less, however, as the cool temperature of the water is nothing compared to the warmth of the naiad's hand upon your hard rod and her sweet, soft lips upon your mouth.

There is only a moment, a single moment, where you could have been brought back to awareness and that is when you are pulled down into the water until you are fully submerged. Water fills your mouth and nostrils and you find yourself unable to breathe and, for a brief frantic moment, you panic as your body seeks out oxygen. That moment is stopped, however, as the water nymph's mouth seals over your own and she kisses you more deeply and passionately than ever and, when she pulls her lips from yours once more, you find that you can breathe again despite being underwater. You would marvel at this, but your mind is numb to everything save for the pleasure the naiad gives you as she pulls you further and further down.

As you sink into the water, you find the rest of your clothes have been pulled from your body, leaving you completely naked in the water. You feel no shame or embarrassment in that or, rather, you aren't given time to feel it as the nymph's lips are suddenly wrapped about the head of your member. You moan out, the sound muffled in the water, as the naiad's mouth, shockingly warm when compared to the cool water all around you, sinks down upon your cock slowly. She suckles upon your rigid length, working her lips and tongue along your throbbing shaft hungrily, and you are lost to that sinful and new pleasure she is giving you. You are lost to it completely and, in that moment, you are also lost to her.

For, as the naiad said, she had been lonely and without a visitor in her secluded spring for so long that keeping you as a pet appeals to her quite a bit. And so that is what she does, secreting you away beneath the water and keeping you alive with her magic. She keeps you fed with fish she catches and thirst is never a concern for you. Neither is pleasure as she makes use of your body every day for hours on end, letting you feel pleasure unending with her tender touch and eager body. Eventually, she grows pregnant with your seed and gives birth to naiad offspring, each as lovely and sensual as she. And, when they grow to maturity, they too make use of your body for pleasure and reproduction.

As the years pass, you forget your existence before being caught by the water nymph. You forget about the young knight named Jacen Wolfe, the sister he had, the betrayal he'd suffered and the vengeance he'd sought. You forget everything except the cool embrace of the water and the sensual pleasures your naiad lover and daughters give you and continue to give you right up until the end of your mortal life...