Miss Alberona

"Ahh that's the good stuff," Cana declared as she finished her third barrel of ale.

The second the Fairy Tail gang had split up for the evening, Cana had made a beeline for the beer hall and was currently getting her fill of the best drink Shamballa had to offer.

"Miss, I think you've had enough," the bartender suggested.

Initially he had been amazed by the girl's ability to chug an entire barrel, but by the third he was wishing she'd just leave.

"Are you kidding?" Cana shot back with a cocky grin as she wobbled to her feet. "I'm not even tipsy."

She tossed a sack of coins at him, missing his head by a few inches.

"Now, get me another one!"

The bartender grumbled under his breath as he left go fetch another barrel. Cana satiated herself with a bottle of wine as she waited.

"Well, well, what have we here?" came a posh, feminine voice behind her.

Still chugging the bottle, Cana nonchalantly turned around. She was met with the sight of an elegant looking woman with a rather exotic face and flowing, deep magenta hair. Her slender, yet still impressive, figure fit snugly into a simple, but stylish, black cocktail dress with a deep neckline bordered by lapels.

The woman was looking at Cana with a mixture of disdain and pity.

"Eh, who are you?" challenged the plastered mage.

The lady introduced herself with polite curtsy, "I'm Headmistress Aria, I run the local Academy."

"Well good for you, what are ya bothering me for?" quipped Cana, clearly peeved.

"I couldn't help but notice your guild emblem, you're Fairy Tail, aren't you?"

"Yeah, what of it?"

"Well, I've never gotten to meet someone from your legendary guild before, could I perhaps buy your next drink?"

Cana's eyes lit up at the offer. She'd never pass on a free drink. Aria was visibly shocked by how fast the buzzed brunette wrapped one arm around her, and pulled her in tight.

"Bartender," Cana shouted at the poor bartender who had just got back from lugging the barrel up from the cellar, "what's your most expensive drink?"

He set the barrel down.

"Alright, that's it- I've busted my ass enough for-" he cut himself off when he looked at Cana and noticed the woman with her.

He cleared his throat.

"That'd be the spiced ale, a local favorite, miss," he answered in a much more composed and professional tone.

"Bring a whole bottle," Cana requested, "-she's paying!"

The bartender glanced over at Aria again and simply gave a quick nod before retreating, yet again, to the cellar. Cana immediately noticed his change in behavior and felt something was off.

"So, you know that guy? Cause he sure seemed to recognize you."

"Well Shamballa is a small town, everyone knows everybody." she answered with a smile. "And everyone knows to behave properly in front of the Headmistress."

Before Cana could wonder what she meant by that, the bartender returned, this time carrying an unassuming port bottle. He placed it on the bar in front of them before pouring them each a glass.

It was sweet, perhaps too sweet, and had a distinct fruity-citrusy flavor, and was that- cinnamon, cloves, and ginger she tasted? Yet, it went down ridiculously smooth and still had a surprisingly strong kick.

"Not normally my thing, but not bad," Cana commented as she picked up the bottle and downed the rest of the ale.

Aria raised an eyebrow at the display.

"Is everyone from your esteemed guild as much of a savant as you?"

"Nah, no one in Fairy Tail can beat me in a drinking contest," she bragged before mumbling to herself. "-probably all of Fiore-have to get my title back from Bacchus..."

"While that is certainly impressive, it is sad to see such beauty and talent wasting herself on booze, it's so unsightly."

"Eh?" snapped back Cana. "Are you trying to pick a fight right after we shared a drink?"

"Fight? Goodness no," she denied. "No, I'd rather you enroll at my academy. It'd be good to set you on a proper path."

"Lady, I'm grown up. What'd be a waste is me spending a second at your school."

"That maybe how you feel," Aria bluntly countered, "but this is not a request."

The Headmistress held up her hand, Cana noticed there was a silver ring on it.

"Activate," said Aria in a commanding tone.

Cana suddenly found all her attention being sucked onto the ring.

"Wha-ts happen-ing?" she asked, finding it harder and harder to speak.

"Follow me" Aria ordered.

Cana felt her entire body stiffen against her will as she stood up and began trail behind the magenta haired woman. Cana could also feel her senses dulled and she knew it wasn't from the ****. Aria led her into a private room that seemed as if it had been prepared just for them.

"Sit," she instructed pointing at one of the two chairs, separated by a table.

Cana sat in one of the chairs and Aria took up the one across from her. Cana struggled to speak.

"Wha-d'you do to...me?" she managed.

"The real question is: what did you do to yourself?" the mysterious woman answered rather smugly.

"The hell-you mean?" She shouted as she tried to stand but to no avail.

"Oh, you're still fighting it that much? I guess that should be expected for someone from a guild as renowned as yours. But it doesn't matter; you've already lost your right to move and soon your mind will follow. So I guess there is no harm in explaining."

She adjusted her dress before continuing.

"That wine we shared has a unique property to it," she explained. "It's been blessed with an enchantment that, once ingested, magically links you to one of these rings-" as if for effect she held up her hand to show off the ring again, "-placing you completely under its wearer's control." She stated this with such a proud smile. "One glass would be more than enough to bring even a dragon under heel, and you, well, you downed most of a whole bottle."

"-how...you-not..." Cana fought to say.

"How am I not affected when I drank it too?" Aria filled in the question, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Very perceptive considering your state. But, simple; it's my enchantment and I designed is so that until it's activated it lays dormant in your body. I only activated the spell in you. Besides, even if I activated the enchantment inside me, it'd just put me under the control of the wearer of this ring: me."

"What-do you...want?"

"I already told you, my academy is always looking for wayward souls to enroll. I help them find their true purpose in life, and you are in clear need of guidance. Your beauty and power would be wasted on others," Cana noticed Aria's face start flush red at what she was saying. "I will personally oversee your reeducation."

"No..." Cana fought back.

"Oh, we're well past the point of you being able to decline," Aria said with a bite of her lip.

"You...won't-get away...with-"

"My dear," the Headmistress interrupted, truly relishing the moment. "You're already caught, you're not going to have a chance to warn anyone. And who would you run to even? Your friends are getting snared in their own webs."

The Headmistress's breath began to quicken and her hands that had been previously resting on the table were now between her legs, seemingly rubbing at something. If Cana wasn't imagining things, it was like this woman was getting off on what she was doing.

"You've entered Shamballa and now you're all going to become apart of it," decreed the Headmistress excitedly. "But don't worry, you're all going to love it."

She brought her hands back up and pointed her ring back at Cana.

"From now on, you're mine. Now, relax." she commanded.

"Wha-...nnooh..."

Cana tried to respond and continue fighting her enchantment but suddenly, it felt like an invisible veil had been gently pulled over her head, just a wave of calm washing over her from behind. All energy seemed to seep out of her, as if all her strength had just dissipated. But beyond that; all her anger, her confusion, her fear also began to dissolve. She forgot why she had been feeling those things. All that remained was tranquility. She sat and listened.

"I can't tell you how enticing you look, seeing your face go blank like that," mused the Headmistress. "Tell me truthfully, when are your friends expecting you?"

"Not for another hour," Cana stated in flat tone, staring ahead and through the Headmistress.

"Mmmm, that should be enough," Aria commented as she slid off her panties. "Come here, we should test your aptitude."

Cana obeyed and stood up to make her way around the table.

"Kneel," Aria ordered and Cana complied. "Eat me out."

Cana knew she wasn't a lesbian as she stared at Aria's trimmed and already dripping, pussy. She'd never done anything like this and she knew she'd never do this normally- but she didn't worry about that. She felt so compelled to just do as Aria had told her as if it was the most natural thing in the world. She must do as Aria told her. She leaned in and buried her head between Aria's legs, giving her clit a slow lick.

"Oh, that's good," encouraged the Headmistress. "Keep going."

Cana obliged. She stuck her tongue into her pussy and tried to wiggle it inside of her. She didn't contemplate the taste, the smell, or the moans Aria made. She simply did as she was told. She pulled away momentarily to catch her breath before continuing to lick intensely. Cana then closed her lips on Aria's slit and sucked.

"Mmmm," Aria cooed as she stroked Cana's hair. "So much potential-I want to see how fast you can make me cum."

Instantly, Cana became obsessed with the idea getting this woman off. Nothing else mattered. The more she licked and kissed the Headmistress's pussy, the more her mind was dominated by the command. Cana's entire existence at this moment was fixated on a single instruction. She needed to get the Headmistress off, nothing else mattered. She could feel Aria began to tremble and that just drove her to quicken her pace and intensity.

"I-I have such big plans for you, dear," Aria managed to say breathlessly. "I-Oh!"

Her whole body shuddered as Cana slipped her tongue in deeper than before, swirling it fervently. Aria clamped her legs around the mage's head. Recognizing how close she was, Cana pressed another deep kiss into her pussy. She was giving her entire effort to bring the Headmistress to climax, who's juices were already leaking all over her. She then suddenly felt Aria convulse over her as an orgasm racked her body. Having achieved her purpose, Cana stopped. She leaned back, staying on her knees, watching the juices flow out of the Headmistress- just calmly waiting for her next order.

"Well done," panted Aria.

The Headmistress took the next few minutes to collect herself, adjusting her dress and brushing her hair, making sure she was proper looking.

"You're going to be great student," she beamed with lust still lingering in her eyes. "Now, let us officially enroll you. Go back to your seat."

Cana stood up and returned to her chair, not even bothering to wipe the juices dripping from her mouth and chin off. The Headmistress, meanwhile, took out a scroll and pen and placed them on the table.

"You will sign the contract and become a student at my academy."

Immediately, Cana picked up the pen and began to sign her name. As she wrote, a black insignia appeared on her right wrist, a spiral coiling itself all the way around like a bracelet or a small snake and ending at the base of her palm forming into three interwoven flourishes. Cana paid no mind to it, she was just doing as she was told. When she finished, her name glowed on the parchment and Cana felt the symbol on her arm tingle.

"Like a hangover, the enchantment from that ale will wear off within a day," the Headmistress stated, answering the question that Cana, in her current state, hadn't even wondered. "That insignia will maintain my hold over you, for at least a week. It marks you as an enrollee and is currently placing several basic commands deep into your subconscious. You won't notice them till the time comes for them to take control. Your marking will guide you till your first lesson, tomorrow. You will not resist it, do you understand?"

"Yes," Cana answered blankly.

Aria briefly turned stern.

"You are now my pupil and I am your Headmistress. You will refer to me as such, do you understand?"

"Yes, Headmistress." Cana answered without hesitation.

"Good," she nodded and rolled up the parchment. "Your mark will disappear as your education progresses and your programming deepens. But, for now, you will pay no mind to it's presence on your hand. If anyone comments on it, you will brush it off as merely.... something you doodled while drinking. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Headmistress."

"Now, Cana, when I snap my fingers, I will release my control over you for now and you will regain full consciousness. But you will forget everything that has happened since I approached you. You will only remember that you were invited to attend my academy and you willingly enrolled. Nothing is out of the ordinary and you are not suspicious at all."

"Yes, Headmistress."

Aria stood up with the contract in hand. She snapped her fingers, licking her lips as she watched light return to Cana's eyes, none the wiser to what just happened. After a few blinks, Cana was back. Aria tested out to make sure the new memories were working.

"Thank you again, dear." Aria beamed, getting Cana's attention. "I'm so glad you signed up, we're so happy to have you joining us tomorrow."

She reached out her hand, Cana hesitated but shook it with a sheepish smile.

"Yeah, normally I wouldn't do something like that but I figured: 'why not'?"

The Headmistress's smile grew hearing Cana justifying her actions to herself.

"Well, you have a very pleasant evening, farewell for now!"

"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow."