Ingrid

"Ingrid, if you don't mind, could you stay behind for a few moments?"

"Of course, professor," she replied, then turning to let her friends know they didn't have to wait for her. Mercedes closed the door behind her as she left and then it was just Blyleth and the beautiful young blonde with the sea-green eyes.

"I'm a little worried that you are struggling with some of the basic magic concepts, Ingrid, are you sure you want to pursue this art?" Blyleth asked, sitting across from her. She looked disappointed in what he had to say, but when she spoke it was the tone of someone who wasn't surprised in the least.

"I know, professor, I'm sorry, I'm not used to being bad at anything and i wanted to try to work on some self improvement! I'm never going to get anywhere and become a knight if I back down from my very first failing!" She gained steam as she spoke, and Blyleth noticed the passion in her eyes...Blyleth liked a passionate woman.

"Alright, Ingrid, i won't give up on you, so i will make you a deal; you will stay an hour after every night seminar and we will work on your basics together, but you have to follow my instructions to the letter, understood?"

Ingrid smiled eagerly and nodded.

"Of course, sir! Can we begin tonight?"

Blyleth nodded, then grinned as he held a hand out in front of her and summoned a small flame. It was a beautiful shade of gold, and even though the embers danced invitingly, it was actually cool to the touch.

"Oh, it's so pretty," Ingrid said happily.

"Yes, it's quite lovely. For our first exercise all you have to do is watch and breath, just relax and follow my words. You want to clear your mind of anything except my words and the flames, understand?" Blyleth asked softly, beginning his hypnotic induction on the unsuspecting student.

Ingrid took a deep breath and followed his commands. The flames danced before her eyes, growing and shrinking along with her breathing. After a few moments of mimicking her breathing, the flame began slowing down its growing and shrinking, an Ingrid unconsciously began slowing her own breathing down. She let out a soft sigh of contentment as she felt herself relaxing slightly under Blyleth's spell.

"Wonderful, Ingrid, keep doing what you're doing; just breath and relax, it feels so good after a long, hard day of studying to let your mind feel warm and even a little hazy, as you lose your thoughts within the flame, doesnt it?"

The girl nodded, smiling sleepily as she continued to breathe deeply. Her smile grew wider as she saw the flames grow brighter and brighter until they were almost blinding, causing her eyes to go wide. Suddenly, the flames died down again, leaving her feeling dazed and relaxed, her eyes glossy and heavy from the strain of staring into the irresistible brightness.

"I'm...so sleepy..." she yawned, barely managing to keep her eyes open.

"Yes, so sleepy, so heavy and drowsy, your eyes can't stay open a second longer, you just want to sleep, don't you?"

"Yes..." she said softly, heavy lids struggling to raise after each blink.

"You just want to rest and sleep, rest that overworked mind of yours and those heavier, sleepy eyes, would you like me to help you rest, Ingrid?" he asked as he watched the proud and powerful aspiring knight struggling to even sit up straight anymore.

"Need sleep...pleeeease," she pleaded.

"Then close those heavy eeyes and sleep...Sleep...SLEEP!" Blyleth commanded, and Ingrid's eyes snapped shut as she slumped over in a deep trance. He smiled softly, brushing her hair back behind her ear.

"Deeper and deeper Ingrid, let go of your mind, you don't want to think, thinking is so hard, that's why you were so tired, just let me do it for you. You want me to think for you; say it."

"I want you to...think for meee..." she murmured.

"You want to be a good little student and obey me."

"I will be a good little student and obey you," the beautiful blonde said slowly.

"It gives you pleasure and happiness to obey," Blyleth instructed, gently stroking her delicate cheek, which began blushing.

"It gives me, mmmm, pleasure and happiness to obey," Ingrid moaned softly.

"You will do anything for me."

"I will do anything for you, sir," she said obediently.

"It gives you pleasure to obey me and only me," he said, tracing her plump, sexy lips with his thumb. She moaned slightly.

"It gives me pleasure to obey you...only you, sir."

"Good girl, you feel pleasure right now, don't you?" he ask, sliding his hand down and gently stroking one of her perky breasts through her uniform.

"So good, I feel...so good, sir," she said, breathlessly.

"Good girl," he smiled, pulling his hand away. "Now, I'm going to count to five, and when I reach five you will wake up. You won't remember anything that happened while you were under, but all suggestions will remain in your pretty little head. You will feel very happy and grateful that you took part in this exercise, and you will return at the end of classes and training every day for the next week for more. You'll also feel very aroused after every session, but you won't act on those feelings just yet. One."

"Mmmm...aroused," Ingrid moaned softly.

"Two...Three...Four...and Five!"

Ingrid's eyes snapped open as she took a deep breath, looking around the room.

"Ah, you're awake, good," Blyleth said softly. "How do you feel?"

"I feel...good," Ingrid smiled. "Very good...wow, what was that?"

"Do you remember anything that happened?"

"No, sir," she said, a look of curiosity on her face, "I don't remember anything after the fire."

"Good girl. It's normal not to remember, that means you're receptive to the training!" Ingrid nodded, a grin on her face, happy with both the praise and the possible growth in her abilities.

"Now what, sir?"