These past four days have been excruciatingly uncomfortable. Sure, I was ready for the headache from literally having my brain trying to rewire itself to take in vision from all directions, but what I wasn’t prepared for was needing Sophia to do literally everything for me. Feeding me, guiding me around by the arm so I wouldn’t get lost or hurt, helping me shower. It was fucking humiliating, I felt like a baby, or some old timer in a retirement home. And while her new domineering attitude in bed had its charms, I’d definitely make her pay for it tonight. How so? Because my idea had finally paid off.
One of the exercises I had devised to help my brain update itself was to have Sophia walk around me and throw my shirt at me from different angles. The idea was that seeing her in different places and feeling the contact from getting hit by the shirt would help my brain develop reference points for my sight through touch. The first day every time she tossed the shirt at me I’d go to grab it and end up waving my hand out randomly, missing almost every time. The second and third day I ended up in roughly the right area, but still missed catching it more often than not, with the margin of error shrinking as time progressed. Today, the fourth day, I was finally able to start catching it from all angles, missing rarely. I’d still have to practice my pinpoint accuracy and hand-eye coordination for my sides and behind me, but all in all I could definitely be said to be functional.
This return to a semblance of normalcy in my brain also brought with it a return to enchanting. I had a few other ideas I wanted to implement, but needed to wait for my vision to stabilize first. The first thing I did was add a circle to my original blindfold, so that I could work on one without risking losing all of the progress that I had gained. Then I added a square with a small grid pattern on it, making it look like a segmented window. My idea was both simple and ambitious. I wanted to be able to isolate specific parts of my field of view so that I could check out specific things in more detail.
I made the grid with 9 squares, similar to a tic-tac-toe board, where I hoped to put specific symbols for other enchantments. My goal was for the grid itself to be part of the enchantment and provide the segmentation that I wanted, so that it would not only do what I wanted the enchantment inside of the square to do, but also make it happen inside of its own isolated window, without messing with the rest of my field of vision. As of right now, I only had three specific enchantments in mind to add into the squares, but made 9 so that I could have room to add more as I came up with them.
The first square I filled, I made a small circle with a line going down from it, and a small line scale underneath. A magnifying glass and a scale, which I hoped would work as a zoom in function. Once that was done I immediately tested it out. I turned my attention to a random cabinet in the kitchen, about 20 feet to the left of where I was standing in the living room. I sent my mana into the zoom enchantment, and…it worked. A small square where the cabinet was in my field of vision suddenly seemed to have all of its proportions thrown off, as the view of the cabinet was magnified by two. Naturally, this made a blind spot around the edges of the square, but I had already anticipated that. This wouldn’t be a function I used in the middle of an ambush, but as a long range scouting enchantment. I pushed the zoom all the way to the max and all I saw was the silver of the cabinet handle, magnified to fill the entirety of the square in perfect detail. Hell, I could even see the faint and muddled reflection of the kitchen in the dull silver, and if the handle had been shinier, I may have even been able to see the kitchen in detail. I stopped fueling the enchantment and my vision returned to normal.
The next square I worked on was a bit more ambitious. I wanted to be able to change the very wavelength of light that I was seeing, so that I could potentially see in infrared and ultraviolet. Infrared vision would allow me to see through obstacles and scout out heat signatures to know if there were monsters or ambushers nearby, whereas ultraviolet vision could be used to follow blood trails. I had missed out on quite a few hunts due to losing the ability to track the beasts I had wounded. When I was alone, that wouldn’t be too much of a problem, as I had plenty of food stored up, but now that I was going to be in a party with 4 other people? We would need much more food for all of us, and I couldn’t risk missing out on prey.
The idea I’d had to make this work was a dial. I made a circle with lines going around it, then in the middle of a circle I sewed a basic waveform. I was hoping that I would be able to shift the spectrum of light that I was observing, and it did work, just…not how I’d planned. It made a square cutout in my vision, just like the zooming function had done, but the enchantment worked in a fascinating way. Instead of being a slow but constant mana drain the same way all of my other enchantments had worked so far, this one had a much higher starting cost, but no upkeep. Instead, I spent mana to functionally ‘reset’ the spectrum of light I was observing inside of the square. I considered it for a moment, then set my vision back to normal, and put the same enchantment on my blindfold outside of the square as well. Now that I knew how it worked I would rather have my full field of view be constantly set so that it could monitor for threats without just relying on the one small moving square. When I finished with that I set my blindfold so that it would be set half for normal visible light spectrum, and half for the upper layers of infrared.
It was quite fascinating to suddenly begin to see a layer of the world around you that had always been there, unable to be detected. Colors I had never even been able to conceptualize, impossible to explain with words surrounded me, emanated from everything around me. But specifically from one location. Sophia had turned from a living shadow to a near blinding light, as the heat from her flames gave off apparently a frightening amount of infrared radiation. Not that I hadn’t known that already, I thought to myself as I remembered the six months of waking up holding Hell’s cutest radiator. The reason I had kept the enchantment inside of the grid as well is so that I could have my vision set for infrared, but also have a small section be placed in ultraviolet whenever I was tracking bleeding prey.
By this point I had been working for several hours straight, and my final idea I wanted to try would be a very involved process, so I stopped for the night, and started walking over to where Sophia was, her flames unknowingly serving as a constant beacon for her location. Now that I was functional again, I had several more ideas to use to… well… return the favor for treating me like an invalid.
Sophia’s POV
Unfortunately, I only had 4 days of taking care of Leo. The moment he was able to move around again, he’d gone right back to his work, leaving me crestfallen, and a little hurt that he had just brushed everything off like that. A little miffed, I spent my time while he was working checking on my avatar I had in Hell, making preparations for stealing one of the moons. After a few hours, I felt Leo get up and start making his way towards me. Out of pettiness, I turned away and tried to ignore him, I mean come on, couldn’t he have needed help for just a couple more days? How inconsiderate of him.
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“You’ve been taking excellent care of me for the past few days Sophia,” Leo announced when he entered our room. There was an odd tone to his voice. Softer, gentler than normal. But somehow… almost dangerous. “I don’t believe I’ve told you just how much I appreciated it.” Confused, I forgot that I was supposed to be pretending to ignore him and turned to look at him. The next thing I knew, his hand was stroking my hair, then trailing the side of my face, then my neck, placing the key on his wrist against the lock on the gift he had given me, temporarily sealing my powers. I could still take it off with magic if there was an emergency, Leo had made sure to test that when he gave it to me.
Once the bulk of my power was sealed, he then placed his hands on my shoulders, trailing them down to my wrists, before grabbing them. Gently, but firmly. Without restoring my powers, I wouldn’t be able to break free from his grasp. He then lifted my hands up, and placed them over my head, lying me down on the bed in the process. He held my wrists with one hand while he reached into his back pocket with the other, grabbing three strips of cloth. He took one, and tied my wrists down to the bed, slowly, as though giving me the opportunity to tell him to stop. I almost did, but my heart was pounding in my throat, preventing me from saying anything. I felt the heat rise in my body, and felt my pulse in another part of my body as well. Fuck, this is kinda hot.
After he secured my wrists to the bed, he grabbed the next strip of cloth and placed it over my eyes, tying it tightly around my head. Blinding me as I had blinded him. As he worked, his voice rang out, softly, that dangerous feeling still emanating from every word he uttered. “This whole time when I was useless, and completely at your mercy, you stood by me, taking care of me. Enjoying the ability to have the man you’ve given yourself to completely at the subject of your whims.”
Once I could no longer see anything around me, my breathing spiked. I had no idea what was happening right now, but I did know one thing. I liked it. I liked it a lot. “It seems only right,” Leo said as he flipped me onto my stomach, taking the last strip of cloth and placing it in my mouth, tying it around the back of my head, gagging me, making me unable to speak without his permission. “That I return the favor. So tonight, you will be the helpless little girl, and I will be the one taking such excellent care of you.” He leaned in behind me and whispered into my ear, causing a shiver to run down my spine. “If at any point you don’t like what’s happening, take off your seal, and I will stop.”
Oh yeah, that’s right. I’m not actually helpless in this scenario. I had a choice. I could choose to not play along and take off all of these bonds…or… I could choose to play along. To submit myself entirely to Leo and allow him to use me as he sees fit. I left the choker on, and he kissed my neck in response. He tore the straps off of my dress, allowing him to slip it down past my ankles, leaving me naked and tied up on the bed. Vulnerable. Helpless. His fingers started trailing over my back, and due to the difference in our internal temperatures, they were so very cold. I was shivering, though whether it was from the cold or anticipation, I couldn’t tell. For minutes he just stood there, trailing his fingers along my body, softly, gently. As though I was a delicate little doll that would break underneath him.
And then it wasn’t his fingers trailing over me but his lips. I felt a stiffness through his pants placed against my butt as he kissed the back of my neck, trailing down my spine, briefly pausing to pay attention to my shoulders, my arms, before returning to my back and working down again. As he got closer to where I desperately wanted his attention to be, he drifted off to the side, kissing my butt, then my thigh, my calf, my foot. Then he moved over to the other leg and did it in reverse, from my foot, to my calf, to my thigh, before ever so gently, placing his lips against my own lower pair.
The sheer amount of stimulation from the scenario I was now in along with his attentiveness of my whole body had caused pressure to build up far beyond compare. With just that soft kiss, my entire body was rocked in a mild orgasm. My breath was coming erratically, the gag in my mouth now drenched in saliva. I heard him tut under his breath. “Now now darlin’, we can’t have that. You need to ask permission first. Didn’t I make myself clear? You are now completely under my mercy. That means that if you want to finish, you must first say please.” He walked around the bed to stand in front of my face. I felt him pull the gag out of my mouth as he asked, “And when we make a mistake, what do we say?”
What do we say? I don’t really know where he was going with this, but I was loving it anyway, so I played along, “sorry”.
I felt his breath on my face, and knew that he had kneeled down to look at me closely. Admiring his work I suppose. “I’m sorry, I didn’t quite catch that. Repeat yourself.”
In a trembling voice, I managed, “I’m sorry.” He chuckled, then stood up. “Hmm, we’ll have to find a way to punish you though. After all, without punishment, you’re liable to make the same mistake again.” I heard clothes hit the floor, and felt the bed shift under me, leaning me to his side. I felt his hand wrap around my jaw and squeeze my face. Roughly. Uncomfortably. Domineeringly. God this was hot. “You will do exactly as I tell you without question. Am I understood?” This was the moment. The moment I had to choose whether to stop what was happening or to surrender completely to Leo. “Yes,” I whispered. His grip on my face tightened.
“The correct response is ‘Yes sir.’ Am I clear?”
“Yes Sir.” I felt him drag my face over his leg, and felt something hot pressed against my lips. “In that case, suck as I deliver your punishment. Since you had an unauthorized orgasm, you will finish me off as well, and how much you suffer for your mistake depends on how long it takes you to complete your assignment.”
I shivered, “Yes sir.” I then took him into my mouth as ordered, attacking him with more desire, more intensity than I had ever felt before. As I worked I felt his hand on my head work down to my shoulder blades, then my lower back, and settle on my butt. I felt him squeeze it, increasing my sensitivity, and bringing that tingling feeling back between my legs. Anticipation filled me as I bobbed my head faster, pressing my lips against his base, feeling a desperate need in my heart to please him, to serve him.
Slap.
Soon there was a crisp sound as I felt a shock of pain in my butt. His punishment of choice? Leo had spanked me. I had involuntarily gasped at the unexpected pain, breathing in the dick that was in my mouth. I stretched out my tongue, working his balls as he continued slapping my ass. I heard my own gasps gradually shift into moans, as the unexpectedness left me and in its place grew a desire for stimulation. This went on for another few minutes until…I felt an irregular throbbing in my mouth. I had sucked Leo’s dick quite a few times before, but he had never happened to finish there. Apparently tonight would be different. I amped up my speed and force, trying to bring about what I knew was coming and… it was like an explosion in my mouth and throat. It was salty and sour, and with an odd aftertaste. And while I didn’t particularly enjoy the experience, what I did love was his reaction. The moans that he had let out, the way his own breath had pitched up to match mine, the heat in his own body increasing, his desire for me overflowing. If this keeps up, I just may get addicted to this, to him. Once I had swallowed everything, I called out,
“Thank you Sir.”
That was just the beginning of the longest, and best night of my immortal life.