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Grinning under your cowl, you suggest a short rest, telling her that you feel exhaustion still claiming you in the aftermath of the battle.

Grudgingly she accedes to your request, and dismounts in a small patch of clearing alongside the road.

Pretexting to relieve yourself, you walk aside for a moment, and use this time alone to weave a complex commanding Pattern. The spell will blot out her memory from the time she will be under your influence. As you produce the complicated Synthematae, you are glad you waited before attempting such a casting.

Taking your Staff, you charge the Pattern into it; when you return to the road, you discharge it in her direction. The yellow-green haze links her brow and the tip of your staff for a moment as the shaped Pneuma coils itself inside her head, blocking her volition and stopping the recording of memories.

Her head slacks, and her gaze empties. Tired, you sit down against a tree, and pull down your breeches. You order her to come and perform fellatio on your growing penis.

She complies, and soon her lips are kissing your shaft up and down. She is not displaying any eagerness or slutty glint in her eye, which disappoints you somewhat - but the thrill of controlling her, of using her as an object is overpowering. You feel your cock throbbing as her mouth and tongue wrap your manhood.

Ready to finish yourself, you pull out, and order her to get on all fours and expose her behind. Pulling up her skirt and taking off her undergarment, she exposes an untrimmed pussy and smooth, curvaceous rump.