A trainee mage who has some dark intentions for her

She lost track of the number of hours that she spent swimming; lazing in the sun, and enjoying the power of her body as she fought the currents. But eventually, she decided it was time to leave the river. The thought was ****, since she was enjoying the feeling of the cold water against her skin, but she didn't really have much of a choice since it was getting late anyway. Therefore, she returned with some **** towards the shore of the river, only to find that there was someone waiting for her there. Clearly, they'd arrived while she was busy and sat down to wait, for a fire now burned near to where her clothes where, and a man stood by the flame, his eyes upon her.

Instantly, Vrasha felt her anger rise. A man had been watching her naked in the water! Her fists balled, and her rage argued for her to stride over there and show him the error of his ways. her weapons were on the shore with him, but he didn't seem so tough. He was young, in his twenties, with dark brown hair, and blue eyes. he was wearing a mask of sneering confidence, but she could see through that right away. A sense of magic surrounded him, but it was weak. A trainee mage then? Interesting. She didn't feel much at threat from him, however, and her anger was replaced instead with curiosity. Surely, he had not recognised her, since she doubted he'd be so calm if he knew he'd been spying on Vrasha the Windblade. Therefore, he must have mistaken her for some village girl, or wandering sellsword. Her mind turned to the ways in which he might want to use her, and her earlier lust came soaring back.

Maybe she would let it play out? Just a little bit? She was curious if this was what she thought it was, and how far he would go if it was.

"Come on girl!" The man called out. "I can see you there! I know that you have seen me! No use in hiding, I've seen everything anyway!"

"W-who are you?" she called back, putting the tremble in her voice. "Y-you shouldn't be here, you know! Spying on women is supposed to be bad!"

"Spying on women?" The man scoffed. "You're the one who intruded in my domain! This forest belongs to me, the Great Magician Araksis! My name is known thorough the land! My magic is legendary!"

Is it now? Vrasha mused to herself. She'd certainly never heard of him, and she made it a point to know most up and coming magicians. Plus, he didn't really seem that strong. She decided to test the waters.

"I've never heard of you."

"Of course not!" Araksis said. "I'd hardly think that some villager like you would have heard of me. But believe me, I am to be feared! behold!"

He threw his hands forwards, and spark of light hissed from his open palm, slicing past her and then detonating in the sky. It was a basic spell. Basic but impressive. In her new role as the innocent village maiden, Vrasha **** her eyes wide in shock.

"Wow." She trembled. "That was so amazing! You must really be powerful! This is your land? This whole forest?"

"Indeed it is." The man said. "It was granted to me by the emperor long ago. I have sole rights to this forest, and you have trespassed within it. Now, it falls to me to extract punishment."

"I'm so sorry." Vrasha said. "I got lost moving through, and thought this would be a good place to bathe! I don't have any money to pay you with... I'm just a poor lost girl. Please let me go."

"As if." The man thundered. "If I simply allowed you to go, everyone would come to my forest! No, there must be payment! And if it is not in gold, then it will be in other matters! Come forth, stand before me."

"I can't." She called out. "If I do, you'll see me again."

"I am going to see you anyway!" he answered. "If you really want to leave my forest, you're going to have to obey my every whim. If you run, I'll simply make it so you can never leave! The path will forever elude you, and you'll be trapped here until the end of time!"

"Please no!" Vrasha called, even though she knew there was no such spell. But she was curious, curious and aroused, and this silly little man had come along at exactly the right time. She was willing to play along for now, and see where this went. "Surely there is something else that I can do for you? Do you not need a maid to cook or clean? Please, good mage, do not ravage me in the forest!"

Eh, in retrospect, maybe her act was a little hammy? But it seemed to do its job. The man drew himself up, leering at her with a grin.

"What need to I have for a maid when I have magic that can do all of those things? No, you have only one use to me, and you're going to fulfil it. Come forth. Come forth, or you will never leave this forest alive."

Vrasha did as she was bid. Slowly, reluctantly, she began to walk towards the shore. The water level dipping lower and lower to expose her trim body. First, it was at her neck, and then, her throat, then, it dipped just above her breastline. The man watched eagerly as she walked forwards. A few moments after that, she felt the water fall below her breasts, exposing her chest to the man. He stared at it, and she shielded herself with one arm, using the other to cover her pussy as she finally exited the river, water dripping from her naked body.

The man looked at her with lust filled eyes. Desire hardening his member even through his trousers. Vrasha expected him to take her there and then, but he had other plans.

As she approached him, the man held out something in his hands. A collar of metal, interlocked to form a stylised vine. He held it out to her.

"Take it."

"W-what does it do?"

"You'll find out, but if you don't take it, I'll just **** it on you."

"N-no please! I'll put it on, I'll be good."

"Good." He crooned as she took the metal from his hands, being **** to use both of her own, and therefore exposing herself to him. He leered again as he caught sight of her lower self. Slowly, Vrasha brought the collar up, and pressed it against her neck. Instantly, it tightened, and she felt it close around her. Hard metal pressed against her throat, and she gasped in surprise.

"As you probably know." He said. "That collar is magical. It will never unlock without my permission, and so long as you wear it, you are marked as my property and ****. What do you say to that?"

"P-please no! I have never before been touched by a man! I don't want my first time to be like this!"

"Too bad." The man snapped. "You committed a crime, and now you are being **** to pay for it.