I stepped out of the room feeling powerful and ready to take on the action when suddenly I felt a finger hit my head harshly. My head moved back from the hit, and my head felt like It was swelling almost immediately. My eyes closed on the impact, and my hands shot up to cover the injured location quickly.
My eyes opened, and I looked at Mistress, who just flicked my forehead hard. "You need to get control of yourself, little disciple," Mistress told me, looking at me harshly. "Shake your head, Now!" I shook my head, and the pain helped me center myself as Mistress continued, "Now, The biggest downside of this ability is that you get full of yourself. Your body is filled with mana and can make you start to have a god complex. It is a side effect that will happen if you do not control yourself. In fact, it is a very bad side effect, and it is something that you actively need to check yourself on. Otherwise, you will fuck things up. The main reason is that you filled yourself up with mana that isn't yours, although that is fine. This works best when you actively need that mana on something else." Mistress continued looking at me just outside the room. The doors closed behind me at that moment, closing off the High elf that was lying on the bed that felt like she probably just orgasmed out her soul.
Mistress smiled, "Now, Are you in control of yourself again?" Mistress asked.
I thought about it, and that power complex I was feeling wasn't there anymore. I didn't feel like I was worth a billion dollars, although I was close in the real world. No, I was in control of myself, and I realized that I had a god complex for a moment. I didn't know how long that would have lasted if Mistress didn't hit me and snap me out of it.
I slowly nodded, "Yes, Mistress, Thank you, I was lost in what felt like supreme power." I replied, my tone wistful.
"Yup, That is the largest setback of this ability. Still, it is strong and very necessary for illusionists like you and me. The problem is that you are no more powerful than you were when you started the casting. It is just a large infusion of mana that only reaches as much mana as you can carry." Mistress continued, "For now, you need to reflect on what you felt today; think about how you can do better too. But nonetheless, I will give you work to reflect on before you go to sleep, seeing how late it is." Mistress told me and turned to walk away, "Oh, I think I will enjoy the next couple of days with you before I send you back to the adventure, my little disciple. You are very interesting. I wasn't even expecting you to realize that you would have to make that stuck-up elf relax a little with a change of atmosphere so quickly."
Mistress grinned as she walked away, and suddenly I was back in the bedroom that I began in. I was shocked, to say the least. It was instinct, and I was on the bed with only a slight lurch that I seemed to be getting used to. Although I guessed that has something to do with distance. As I sat in the bedroom, I still had some time before the alarms to go offline came up. I was surprised that Mistress left me alone to think. In fact, many of the things I learned today I needed to go over in my head.
It was weird that I felt so powerful, and it was also interesting that I never got any notifications on learning the ability. Instead, I only earned some experience for taking the High elf's semen into my ass. It was in stark contrast to what I was expecting. I decided that I could at least practice the syllables that Mistress taught me to chant when I realized I couldn't fully remember them.
I stopped and thought about this since I usually had a good memory. Or at least better than me forgetting it this quickly. It was weird, and I came to the thought that maybe because I had not learned the spell entirely was the reason for it. The game didn't want me to remember, so I couldn't. That was more harrowing of a Thought than I wanted it to be.
I was still in thought when I heard someone enter the door and a young woman entered. The Dogears on her head made her look cute, and the slight smile on her face with the maid uniform that I saw on Tracy when I first came here was on her.
"I am your maid that Mistress has assigned to you," The young woman's smile grew a little. "I am Poppy, and I can take care of any need that you so desire," The young Dog woman looked to be in her early twenties at most. "Also, Mistress ordered me to help you with letting off some steam after a stuck-up High elf may have ruined your mood earlier."
I chuckled at that, and I knew that Mistress expected me to play with this Dog woman. I didn't know what it was about, and I wasn't exactly feeling horny. I was more lost in thoughts about everything that just happened.
"Mistress also told me to tell you that the reason you cannot remember the spell is that it takes more to remember it than just reciting it once." Poppy continued. "Mistress did not state the reason why it is, but she told me that thinking too much about it would be a bad thing for you."
"Then why didn't she just say that just a few minutes ago?" I asked her without thought behind it.
Poppy smiled, "Mistress, Does what Mistress does? Who am I to question God?" Poppy replied.
I paused and realized the foolishness. In this place, Mistress was akin to a god. There was no questioning her orders. There was simply obeying and disobeying. Those that disobeyed were in for a punishment. The worse the offense, the worse the punishment. It was expected that all follow Mistress like a god in her house, and I shook my head again at my foolishness. Mistress may not have wanted me to ask why and would explain later. Hell, She could have actually just forgotten to mention it, and that was the reason why she had Popper tell me.
I stopped and looked at the young woman and patted the bed beside me, "Come here, Poppy," I told her, and the young woman smiled and came over. "Is there anything you would like to do?" I asked her.
"I want you to play with me!" Poppy smiled, "I love when Mistress treats me roughly. Like an animal," Poppy said with a significant smile. "God, I love it so much. Mistress said that If I serve you well, You will give me a treat!" Poppy said with a large grin.
I froze as I wasn't used to giving out and more used to receiving. In fact, the thought of dishing out pain and treating someone roughly felt weird. Then I realized it; Mistress gave me another lesson and ensured that I could do all things sexual. This young woman was here to make sure I practiced at something I wasn't used to doing.
I looked at her, and I smiled. I always liked a challenge, and I had no tools but my body to play with her. "Okay, I will give you a treat," I told her with a smile.
The bright smile on Poppy's face looked so innocent that I felt like it hurt my eyes. I stood getting up off the bed, and I turned to look back at her taking a closer look.
Poppy was in a small French maid outfit with her small chest half on display. Her cleavage could barely be seen down, teasing the eyes to want to look up higher to look down the center to see more. Her smile as she looked up at me almost hurt my soul as she wanted to be rough with me. Something about Poppy felt so innocent with that smile like you would be losing part of yourself hurting something so pure.
"I don't know what to call you, though," Poppy seemed to be distressed as she asked that, and I raised an eyebrow. "I want to call you Mistress, But Mistress is Mistress, and you are not Mistress. But I also feel like I need to call you something exalted if you do play with me." Poppy told me and seemed very distressed as she told me this.
I looked at this young woman and I realized at this moment while she thought. I need to firm my will towards her as this was going to be a challenge.