A lesson in control

As the vision clears, you see an all too familiar scene.

You are back in the prostitute's room, but your perspective is different. Instead of seeing everything from your own point of view, how you remember everything, you are instead seeing your self from behind, from a third person perspective. It is slightly disorienting.

"This is how it looks from the other side of the veil...", Aeriel says, her arms still draped around your neck lovingly. "Believe me...,", she continues. "I realize you would probably rather not see this scene again... But I promise you will understand shortly... There is a good reason for me to show you this... an important reason...".

You look into her mesmerizing eyes and nod. She pecks you on the cheek, turns around and, taking your wrists in her hands, guides your hands to her hips to hold her.

"Watch closely...", Aeriel instructs.

You hold her at the waist, feeling comforted. You turn your attention to the scene unfolding before you.

You both watch as your past self follows the prostitute over to the bed, as she removes her clothes and lays down. You see yourself tensing in anger at the whore's indifference. You watch as your other self composes himself, fishes a condom from his pocket and works to get himself hard enough to put it on.

As this is going on, you and Aeriel suddenly circle around to get a frontal view of yourself. You feel a little dizzy at this.

"Sorry...", Aeriel offers. "I just had to get a look... Nice cock by the way...", she giggles.

You grin and roll your eyes.

"Thanks... But is that what you wanted me to see...? Sorry, but I've seen my own dick plenty of times...", you joke.

Aeriel, still grinning, turns her head to look at you. "So have I... But can't blame a girl for wanting to see it any chance she can get, can you...?".

You blush and shake your head. "No... I suppose not...".

Her expression grows serious now.

"You're right though... That is not the reason we are here... Sorry... Watch..."

You turn your attention back to the scene in time to see yourself guiding the tip of your cock into the whore's snatch. Then, something happens, something you didn't see when the actual event happened.

As your past self grows frustrated at the course of events, and his anger peaks, you see a shimmer of red behind him. Then, you see Aeriel standing there, not the Aeriel you are currently holding, but likely Aeriel from back then.

She looks slightly disoriented, rubbing her eyes. Your past self has paused in his thrusting in the whore's pussy, his rage about to boil over.

Past Aeriel sees this too and wraps her arms around him from behind, concern evident in her eyes.

"It's ok... It's ok... Get out of there now...", she is saying to him.

"I never even heard a word you said... All I felt was rage... And the need to leave...", you say.

"The rage was you... The urge to leave was me...", current Aeriel states. "I knew you had lost control, and I just wanted you out of there..."

Your past self zips himself up and runs out. You both follow as he runs away, past Aeriel clinging tightly to his neck.

"I remember the burning getting hotter and hotter in my distress...", you say.

"I was trying so hard to calm you... holding tighter and tighter...", Aeriel responds.

You both watch as the other you finally makes it to the forest and crashes through the trees, as he runs frantically and collapses.

Then something strange happens. Your other self splits into two images. The one on all fours on the ground, and then another appearing in past Aeriel's arms, naked. The new image has a blank look on his face, like he is **** but still moving.

"What is that...?!", you ask. I don't remember this happening.

"I can't fully explain...", Aeriel responds. "You somehow passed through the veil in a blackout... That other you is your consciousness... Like how you are here with me now... You apparently were unaware of this then... But this is not all... Watch...".

You look again and see your other consciousness taking the other Aeriel in his arms. She kisses him deeply and forces him down onto his back.

You watch him struggle pitifully as she pins him and begins riding his cock.

Stunned, you look at the Aeriel in your arms. She looks back at you, her expression grave.

I'll explain after you've seen everything...", she says simply. "Keep watching..."

You turn your attention back to the images from the past and watch as Aeriel frantically bounces up and down on your other self... grinding her hips, taking his cock as deep into herself as she can get. He is not moving, clearly completely **** by this point.

Then, the other image of yourself, the one on all fours in the real world begins to transform. His fingers turning to claws, his skin turning to thick brown fur.

You are stunned to see that after a few moments, he has completely changed into a gigantic bear. He stands probably ten feet tall, powerful and angry.

Then, the giant bear begins rampaging around the forest, swiping his sharp claws at trees, digging deep gouges in their trunks. He charges a particularly large oak tree and wraps his arms around it's trunk and, incredibly, pushes it over with seemingly little effort.

Meanwhile, the past Aeriel is still fucking your **** consciousness with **** abandon.

As if things weren't strange enough, hallgrave suddenly appears about thirty yards from the rampaging bear.

The headmaster's eyes glow momentarily, then return to normal.

"Easy little one... Easy...", Hallgrave says.

Then, two things happen at once. First, past Aeriel stops her gyrations and looks directly at Hallgrave. Secondly, the bear ceases his destruction and too looks at Hallgrave.

The current Aeriel looks at you and speaks. "When I said that I don't think very many people commune with magic as we do... Well... Apparently your headmaster is someone who does..."

You look at her with a confused expression.

"Watch...", she says.

"Take it easy little one.", Hallgrave says again.

Then, a second image of Hallgrave appears and approaches past Aeriel still straddling your prone consciousness.

"You've just awoken...", the other Hallgrave states matter-of-factly, understanding and kindness in his face.

"Stay away...!", Aeriel shouts at him.

She then leaps from her perch on your other cock and charges the other Hallgrave.

He effortlessly grabs her and throws her to the ground.

"That's enough...", he says kindly. "That's enough...".

Past Aeriel seems to calm after this. At the same time, the you in the real world begins to change back to normal, the moment apparently concluding.

Past Aeriel then gets up and runs back to your other consciousness and hugs him tightly.

"It's ok... It's ok... I'm here now...".

"Good...", other Hallgrave says as his physical self approaches your other physical self and picks him up gingerly.

"I mean no harm little one...", Hallgraves's consciousness says to the other Aeriel. "I'm here to help... I'll explain everything you need to know for now... And you will need to help your host..."

She looks at him with tears in her eyes and nods.

With this, the vision collapses and you are back in your room at Ash Forest.

Aeriel turns around in your arms and drapes her arms around your neck once again. She is looking deep into your eyes.

"What the fuck was that...?", you ask, stunned.

"That...", Aeriel begins, "Was the entire course of events that day... I showed you that because in order for me to teach you to control me, I needed you to see what happens when you don't..."

You look at her, perplexed.

"Had you not run from town when you did, you could have killed innocent people in your rampage... You were not in control... I was..."

"But if you were in control, couldn't you have just stopped it...?"

She shakes her head. "I cannot affect the outside world as you might expect... YOU are the one who affects the outside world... I am merely a source of power to influence those changes..."

"But that doesn't make any sense... How can you have control but not have control...?" you ask.

"First... You need to understand exactly what happens when you draw from me...", she responds. "You need to understand the three basics of magic..."

"Ok... What are they then...?", you say, confusion and frustration in your voice.

"Please be patient with me...", she says pleadingly. "I'm trying to explain as best I can. This is all stuff you should have learned long ago but were never given a chance...". She places her forehead to yours and looks deeply into your eyes as she says this.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to snap out like that..." you say apologetically.

"I know... No harm done love...", she gives you a peck on the lips and you blush furiously.

"First..." she continues, "There's focus... This you have more or less gotten the hang of. Remember how you felt when you touched me...?"

You nod. "Yeah... I felt all warm and tingly... For lack of a less cliché term..."

"Right... When you do that, you are beginning to draw on me... But, you need to know exactly what it means to do that..."

"Ok... What does it mean to draw upon you...?"

She looks at you with a devilish grin. "It means that you turn me on... Both figuratively and literally..." she says, lust flashing briefly in her eyes. "When you touch me, draw from me... It feels incredible and makes me very horny..."

You look at her disbelieving. She just continues grinning at you.

"That's right... I get so turned on when you draw from me... I just need you right then and there...". She grinds herself against you to emphasize this statement. "And then I am practically unable to stop myself from jumping your bones... As you saw in the vision... You may not have consciously meant to draw on me that day... But your subconscious reached out... You needed me to unleash your rage... that was your unintentional intent..."

You stare into her eyes, trying to grasp her meaning.

"The three basics of magic are..." she raises her hand to your eyes and ticks her fingers as she says the next words, "Focus... control... And intent... We are now on control...", she finishes.

"Ok... but what does that mean...?

"That means that when you draw on me...", her grip on you tightens in excitement, "You can't let me overwhelm you... You cannot let me dominate you... Otherwise, your spell could backfire in unexpected, and potentially dangerous ways... This is largely dependent on the kind of spell, and it's complexity... When you changed into the bear, you drew in a lot of power from me... transmogrification is a very advanced spell which requires a lot of magical energy... But, since you were not consciously drawing on me, I was easily able to overpower you and have my way with you... So then your physical self went on a rampage... It actually could have been much worse..."You gaze into her brilliant eyes. "I think I am beginning to understand... So, when I draw from you, I am supposed to keep you from fucking my brains out...?", you ask.

Aeriel's grin widens. "Yes and no... First, the amount of power you draw is directly proportionate to the level of contact we have... Small, basic spells require only a little amount of energy to perform them... So, little contact is needed... Making out, light petting, things like that... In which case, yes, you need to keep me from escalating any further... More complex spells require more power... More involved contact...", she grinds herself into you more vigorously now. "In which case, you need to control the contact... You need to dominate me..."

You look at her with uncertainty.

"Don't worry... I am ALWAYS willing... Any time you touch me, I want you... And I will always allow you to touch me... Don't worry about hurting me... You can't hurt me... The main thing to remember is that you absolutely need to maintain control for the entire time... If you are into being dominated... then you need to exercise that fantasy in the real world... That can have dire consequences here..." she admonishes.

"Ok...", you say. "I think I get it..."

"Good...", she says. "Now for an exercise...".

You look at her quizzically. "What...?"

"You are going to cast a spell... Just a minor basic spell should do... We don't want to blow up the school after all..." she grins. "Before we do this though, you need to know about intent...".

"ok... What about intent...?"

"Magic is largely dependent on intent... First, you need to know what spell you want to cast... Then, you need to Draw on me with intent... Finally, the intent with which you cast the spell... Basically, what this all means is know what you want to cast, draw from me, then the intent with which you cast the spell will affect how the spell is cast..."

"I don't understand that last part...", you say.

"What it means is if you cast a fireball with the intent to stop or subdue a target, it won't do significant damage to them... It should only do enough to do what you intended... If you cast a fireball with the intent to kill... then the damage it will do will be greater to be in accordance with your intent... But this also means that it will require more power... More power for more damage..."

"I think I get it now..."

"Finally... as you may surmise from this... the three basics... Focus, control and intent are constantly in play with one another... You need to maintain focus on your power and your physical surroundings while maintaining control of your power and keeping your intent consistent... It is a delicate balance... But we will start slowly... And your classes and teachers will help greatly with all of this..."

"Ok... I understand... now, you said something about a test...?"

She grins expectantly. "Yes... Go to the middle of the room..."

You do as she says and walk to the center of the room, just at the foot of your bed.

"Ok...", she says. "We'll start with a basic water spell... Not very dangerous... Think of a ball of water... Think of your intent to form a ball of water..."

Again, you do as she says.

"Good... Now draw on me..." she says, more than a little excited, her arousal evident.

You grasp her waist firmly and pull her into you, pressing her naked body into yours. She lets out a gasp of pleasure and presses herself into you, rubbing against you.

You feel the warm tingling throughout your entire body.

"Good...", she says breathily. "You're getting the hang of this, love... Now, project your intent for the ball of water outward..."

You focus on holding her against you and the draw of power. You focus on your intent for the ball of water to appear before you.