Mirth And Magic Part 1 The Sirens Song

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Mirth and Magic

By DT

Part 1 The Sirens Song

My name is Gabriel, thought most just call me Gabe. I am or rather was an apprentice wizard, recently graduated from the national magic academy in the kingdom of Allbert. Maybe not top of the class but no where near the bottom either. But where other mages and wizards were more attuned to transformation magic, potions, future gazing not to mention different combat magics. I found I had a real talent for elemental magics.

The up side of this is that I can control all the fundamental forces of nature, Earth, Fire, Air, Water, and sub categories like Lightning and Metal, to name a few. The down side is that such forces are sometimes unpredictable and hard to control in the heat of combat. At least without wiping out your allies  along with your enemies.

As such, I took to studying the acquiring of familiars. Magical creatures and monsters that can be forced into submission and made to serve your will. The up side of this is if you can find some really good ones you can summon them at will and few creatures or people can stand against you. The down side... you gotta go catch them first.

Which brings me to the here and now.

Deep in the forest and looking for a supposed pond that Sirens tend to frequent,

Sirens, or MerFolk are a good place to start for a familiar. They are deadly warriors in the water and have the ability to partially shape shift their fins to legs to fight almost as effectively on land. Trade off is they have to return to the water every 15 hours at most to replenish their strength.

Assuming I could find one, it wasn't exactly going to be an easy task to get them to submit. I was hoping to find a strong female. Female sirens could sing magically laced songs that could mess with ones mind. And rumor was that they were even more fierce fighters then the males.

The siren song might have been a problem, but thankfully I had taken precautions against the that part. A special ointment I read about, when applied to the ears would stave off the effects of the song. It made the siren no less dangerous. But at least she couldn't enchant my mind. If that happened, game over.

Thankfully I had a plan. A rather unconventional plan, but a technique that would hopefully work. I also knew a few basic combat spells, just in case I was wrong.

No magic user would graduate without at least some knowledge of offensive and defensive magics. But I didn't want to damage my potential familiar either. And some would fight to the death against an foe. A scenario I really wanted to avoid.

My musings were interrupted by the sound of water up ahead. This was it, assuming I managed to locate a siren that is. Plus I didn't know if my plan would work on the males, it probably wouldn't. So a female was definitely my goal, and...I wont deny that the thought of a sexy mermaid familiar was a lot more appealing.

I ducked low in the brush as I came close to the water. A large pond, deep too by the look of it with a small waterfall that fed it. I kept scanning the surface but couldn't see any movement or any sign that anyone or anything had been there. The water was a smooth and still as glass, not even the ripples of fish swimming underneath. This was a little disappointing but I wasn't going to let it discourage me. MerFolk didn't need to come up for air, so anything could be right under the surface. Which, in itself was a worrying thought.

“Remember that Gabe” I muttered to myself, “Anything could be down there!”

I scanned the pond a few more times and was about to move in closer when a tail broke the surface for a brief instant. I instantly ducked back into the brush and waited. Could have just been a fish, but it had seemed too large. I reminded myself not to get my hopes up, not to see what I wanted to see, “See what is” my instructors had always told me. So I stayed low and waited.

When the creature finally broke the surface, my heart almost stopped. It was indeed a Siren. Her skin was a pale blueish color and her hair was a vibrant purple. The tail when it came out of the water was a greenish blue hue. It was a lovely color pallet but when she pushed herself up onto the bank, I think my heart did in fact stop for a second.

She was beautiful and graceful, full figured and very well endowed. I probably shouldn't have made such an in-depth analysis of her figure but it was hard not to. Especially when everything was on full display. She had an elegant face with high cheek bones, a slender neck, muscled but still feminine arms, and really large breasts. Not disproportionately so, but they were impressive. I shook my head to get my attention off them, I couldn't let her charms distract me, or I wouldn't live through this encounter.

I cleared my mind (and it wasn't easy) and readied the spell I had been practicing for this very occasion.

If I could catch her off guard I may not have to actually fight her. I muttered the words as quietly as possible and felt the magic flow out of me. I almost thought I had messed up some where when I saw the first stirrings on the ground not far from her hands. She had leaned back on both hands with her tail still in the water. Not a lot of sun light got through the canopy above but a few rays were coming through and she seemed to but basking in the warmth they provided.

I turned my attention back to the stirring earth and saw small vines begin the creep out of the ground and slither towards her arms. It was agonizingly slow but any faster and she might hear. My breath caught when she turned her head slightly, I was sure my cover was blown. Thankfully she didn't seem to notice the tendrils slithering towards her. And when the were close enough the vines lunged forward and wrapped themselves around her wrists.

The siren cried out in surprise and tried to push off back into the water but the vines had her firm.  She twisted around making her arms cross and tried to pull as she looked around the woods for her attacker. If I was gonna seal this deal I was going to have to face her. So I stood and walked slowly toward the pond with my hand outstretched to direct the spell.

A dark grin came to her face when she saw me and she said in a beautifully musical voice. “Ooooh foolish human, you have just made your last mistake.”

Before I could respond she opened her mouth and began to sing. The melody was beautiful and haunting but its effects, thankfully, could not get a hold of me. She sang for at least a minute or two before she stopped and looked wide eyed at me.

I couldn't help but smile a bit smugly, though inside I was thanking the gods that the ointment had worked. I couldn't show weakness though, so I just nodded to her, “that was beautiful, do you know any elvish songs?”

She seemed very confused for a long moment but then returned to tugging at the vines. What she hadn't noticed were the ones that had begun creeping down from the trees and into the water behind her to snare her tail. That would take a few minutes so I had to keep her focus on me.

“This would go a lot easier if you would stop fighting” I said but she only scoffed at me. “Do you expect me to submit to you little boy? Just so you can have a play thing? I think not!”

Ok the little boy comment was a bit harsh, I mean I was 25 for crying out loud. But I reminded myself she was trying to make me loose focus. She must have seen something in my expression cuz she switched tactics in a second.

Her eyes became hooded and she smiled and thrust her chest out. “You are right though, this doesn't have to be difficult. If you're just looking for a little fun I might be willing to accommodate. And I guarantee you, you've never had an experience like you would with me.”

That one was a bit harder to ignore than the insult but I kept my eye on the prize....but only just. She was in the middle of jiggling those large breasts in my direction when the vines finally wrapped around her tail and hauled her up. She shrieked as the coiled around her tail and while she was struggling another set claimed her wrists and hauled her up.

She now hung face up about 5 feet over the ground and pond, much like one would secure a hammock. I finally relaxed a bit a cautiously moved closer. She tried to turn her head enough to look down at me and began cursing me in both my language and hers.

From out of my bag I took a small crystal ball, about 4 inches in diameter, and set it on the ground beneath her. “Now” I said, “maybe we can have a more civil conversation.”

“Eat shit you pathetic human! I wont be your slave or your toy!” Every word she spat was laced with venom.

I kept my cool though and replied, “I'm not looking for a slave or some silly sex toy. I'm looking for a familiar, you would be well taken care of and the adventures alone would be worth it.”

Being faced towards the canopy she couldn't look at me directly, but she tried as best she could. “I will never submit to you human filth!”

I sighed and stepped below and behind her head, I leaned close to her webbed ears and whispered, “maybe I can convince you.”

She shivered a little as my breath touched her ear but she thrashed harder in her bonds. “Torture me all you want scum, Ill die before I let you defile me!”

I smiled to myself, “My dear I will not harm a hair on your head. Especially with lovey hair like this.” The compliment seem to catch her off guard for a moment but before she could go back to spewing insults I reached up and slip my fingers slowly up her sides, to her ribs, then up to the hollows of her underarms, then up to her elbows.

She gasped at the touch and squirmed through the whole process. Turning her head as best she could to try and see me. “w...what....what are you doing? D...dont t...touch me!”

I smiled a little wider and whispered in her ear again “I'm negotiating, remember?” I then repeated the same path with my hands but wiggled my fingers a bit for added effect. And I was not disappointed. The Siren began to squirm even more and take in sharp breaths, while letting out small gasping squeaks.

“He...hey! W...what are yo..... s...stop that!”

I kept up the rhythm as I asked, “something wrong?”

Through her struggling and twitching I could see her clenching her teeth as she tried not to smile, but her words still came out venomous. “G....get your f....filthy h...h...hands off mehehe.”

“Was that a giggle?” I asked coyly “Is something amusing to you?”

I began a slow spidering rhythm along her ribs, along side of her breasts which were jiggling all over the place as she tried to get away from my hands. She didn't respond so much a growl and try to keep from letting anything out that sounded like laughter.

I had decided from the moment I chose to enlist familiars, that I could not stomach beating or torture them into submission as some did. There were spells for this kind of thing that would rack the body with pain, or cut off their air. I didn't approve of such harsh treatment, it was unconscionable and cruel on so many levels. Not to mention the likelihood of permanently harming the familiar you were trying to capture.

That's when I decided to develop my own secret technique. Some would argue that this was still cruel in some ways. But as I promised, it would not harm her in any way. And if all went well, it would work like a charm.

The Siren was wiggling as much as her bonds would allow and letting out angry growls and grunts as tried not to give into what her body wanted to do.

“G...hohods damn it!!” she howled, “you fhihihilthy fhuhuhuhcking human!!”

I grinned and slid my fingers up to the hollows of her underarms and started my spidery movements again. This was to much it would seem as she arched her back, or at least tried to and screamed out to the canopy.

“Stoooohohohohohohohohohopppp!!!!! Was all she managed to yell before she fell into frantic thrashing and hysterical squealing. I tried not to laugh myself, though I couldn't help but enjoy the sound. Her laughter, like her singing voice was beautiful and musical.

I also took note that her underarms were a particularly ticklish spot. This could be useful later should she need disciplining

I tormented her for a few more minutes and then asked, “are you ready to negotiate now? Or would you prefer to have a few more laughs? You seem to be enjoying yourself.”

“Ghohohohohohohoho to hehehehehehehelll!!” was all she managed to scream as she bucked and tried every maneuver she could to escape my tickling fingers.

That's when I noticed her tail begin to shimmer and shift. But thankfully I caught on to what she was doing in time. If she changed he tail to human legs she might be able to slip the vines, so I simply adjusted the spell to tighten as her tail changed.

Within a few moments a pair of shapely human legs were now wrapped up in place of a mermaid tail, and I took a moment to admire them. They were muscled and well shaped. And while I didn't get a good look, they seem to go up to a nicely shaped butt as well. Though as she twisted and thrashed to escape her ticklish torment I did get a few nice glimpses.

I was honestly having more fun then I realized with my tickle torture technique, but I had to stay focused. If she passed out that would only make this process longer. So I kept tickle torturing her armpits up to the point where her laughter was becoming silent then finally backed off and gave her a little time to catch her breath.

“Now,” I said after a few moments, “are you feeling my accommodating? Or should I try my negotiations somewhere else?”

She tried to gasp out what sounded like another insult something to do with my parentage I believe and I sighed. “perhaps here?” I asked as I spidered my fingers up her ribs to her ample breasts and tickled them for a moment, teasing her nipples, which I noted had become rock hard in her torment. Perhaps she was enjoying this more then she wanted to let on. But as I drew light circles around her nipples a new wave of shrieks and giggles flooding out of her. Perhaps not as manic as her underarms but still an entertaining reaction.

“Or maybe someplace else?” I asked walking to her newly formed and tightly bound legs and feet.

Though still trying to catch her breath. Her eyes became somewhat wild looking as I stopped at her legs. With a twist of my hand the vines brought her all the way over the ground so I didn't have to get my boots wet. I admired her slender, and I noted, web toed feet.

“Well?” I asked, “do we continue?”

Her panicked look tried to resolve itself into anger again and she spat out, “g....go...fu...ck yourself.”

I sighed dramatically and said, “have it your way.”

She began to thrash manically as my hand drifted closer and closer to her feet. “No!” she shouted, “don't! not there! Not THERE!!”

From the second my fingers touched her toes and wiggled down to her heal she began screaming with tortured laughter. She bucked and writhed in her bonds screaming like I had pressed a hot iron to her foot. Her laughter was unhinged, panicked and completely out of control. Her feet were by far the worst spot.

I couldn't help but smirk at the sheer unbridled chaos before me. She thrashed and screamed and laughed like a mad person and all I was doing is sliding my fingers up and down her feet. I was pretty sure she wasn't going to last much longer but I decided to test a small theory and began gently stroking a finger along the webbing between her toes.

I had thought she couldn't squeal any louder, but I was wrong. She tried in every way possible to escape that torment. It came to the point that I was almost worried she would hurt herself. But I made sure not to let it go to far.

“Are you ready to be a little more accommodating now?” I asked as I slowed but didn't stop teasing her toes. I actually saw tears streaming down her face at this point but I wasn't about to give up now.

“o....ok,” she choked out through spastic giggling, “ok......I give.......I give up.....I submit.......I s.....submit.....just......please!! Please....no more t....tickling!! I c....cant sthahahand anymore!!”

The crystal ball I had set down beneath her began to glow and then it flashed, sealing the contract. I smiled and waved my hand releasing the spell that bound her and the vines gently lowered her to the ground. She lay for a long while breathing hard and letting out small giggles. I sat patiently and waited for her to recover.

When she finally sat up she gave me a very sour look and it wasn't hard to tell that she was beyond pissed off at me. But there was something else. She crossed her arms beneath her impressive chest and growled, “Fine, what are your terms human? How many times a day am I to serve you, or please you, or whatever you want to call it?”

I cocked and eyebrow at her for a moment before I got her meaning, then I stood shaking my head as I offered my hand to her.

“No,” I said, “nothing like that.”

She looked up at me as though I had grown a second head. But after a few moments she took my hand and I helped her to her feet.

“What...do you mean?” She asked puzzled.

I smiled as I retrieved the crystal ball and said “I need familiars, beings of strength and power to help me on my quests. Not slaves, nor sex objects.” I spoke firmly so that my intent was imprinted on the crystal. “I demand no sexual acts from you nor do I require you to demean yourself in any way. I ask only that you aid me in my adventures. Is this satisfactory?”

She kept staring at me blankly for several moments but then nodded, “o..ok.”

“Furthermore,” I continued, “You are free to leave and enter your environment crystal as you please, unless I specifically order you to stay there. And I will do so only if it is necessary for yours or my safety.”

When she nodded again looking even more dumbfounded I smiled and muttered a spell to the crystal. A bright flash erupted from the sphere and encompassed the surrounding area for a moment.

“There,” I said, “you should be quite comfortable.”

Her head tilted as she stared at me, “what did you do?”

I smiled back at her. “I ordered the crystal to replicate the whole area, so when you're in your crystal, you have the pond, the forest, all of it.”

Now she really looked confused. “Y...You did....what?” She asked, “Most wizards give their familiars bare bones minimum in the crystals.”

At that I had to laugh. “Well,” I said, “I think we've established I'm not most wizards. By the way,” I continued, “You have an adorable giggle.”

A slight blush came to her blue cheeks as she looked away and said, “no, no you're not normal... you play dirty. That...that was totally unfair...”

I smiled and put the crystal into my pack. “The only way to catch a familiar is to force them into submission, but I don't approve of the ways most of my kind achieve that. So I developed a better way. And far less painful.”

She huffed still keeping her arms crossed, “less painful but mean as hell.”

I sighed and turned to face her. “Would you prefer pain? I mean I could spank you if it will make you feel better.”

This only made her blush deeper as she said, “no, that will not be necessary, Master.”

I flinched at the title and shook my head, “Ok, couple of things we do need to make clear. One, skip the whole master thing, My name is Gabriel, but most everyone calls me Gabe.”

She got that completely confused look again, that I had to admit was rather cute. “You...you DONT want me to call you master?” She asked.

I shook my head vigorously, “by the gods no, I honestly hate that title. As I said, Gabriel or Gabe will do just fine. And you?”

She bit her lip as she processed this, as though she couldn't bring herself to believe me. But then in a somewhat subdued voice she said, “Lee, my name is Lee.”

I nodded back to her, “Nice to meet you Lee,” I said smiling, “Second item on the agenda, could you please put on some kind of clothing?”

She cocked her head again, then looked down at herself. Then a hint of her old wicked grin came to her face as she jiggled her chest again. “What? Am I distracting you? What you gonna do about it? We've already established you aren't gonna beat me or anything.”

She continued to leaning forward and jiggling her breasts in front of me, and as hard as it was I tore my eyes away and tried to sound composed as I said, “no, no beatings, but I might be tempted to find the rest of your ticklish spots.”

She instantly straightened and blushed deep blue. “Ok,” she said, “that is so not fair, at all! And....I don't have any clothing...iv never had need of it.”

“Hmm,” I mused for a moment, “well we'll have to fix that in the next town we come to. Cant have you walking all over creation like that. Far to noticeable (and distracting) and it'll attract trouble.”

Once again she looked at me as though I had told her the sky was falling but she nodded and as I turned to the deeper woods she followed. This, I had to admit, was a good start. Hopefully in time Lee would start to trust me and we would have many doubtless crazy adventures. And hopefully id be able to acquire more familiars along the way.

“Where exactly are we going?” She finally asked, and I smiled over at her, “where ever the path takes us.”

End of Part 1