Magical awakening 12.2

(No, focus! Don't get hypnotized... Don't...) My mind went blank. I could see, but couldn't move or talk, or even manipulate mana. (Fuck! I need to train my mind against this type of shit. Every time! Every fucking time!)

Her hand was covering her mouth, and because of my mental state, I wouldn't be able to know if it was her hand, or mouth that trigger the spell. (Okay, clam down. First, I need to get rid of this spell. Now, how do I do that...)

While I was thinking about a solution, she sized me up with her white eyes. "Don't worry, its normal for normal people to get hypnotized. But, normal people pass out immediately, and your beautiful eyes are full of life... Wonderful." She pocked me on all kinds of places, including down there.

She took my clothes off, and then studied my naked body. Meanwhile, I was almost being able to create a mana thread inside my head. If I succeed, I would be able to struck my brain with a quick mana discharge and regain control for a brief moment, enough to free myself.

She went around me countless times, each time poking a different place. Her eyes beamed with curiosity. (Am I that interesting?) I could only wonder why I was so 'fascinating' to her. At any rate, the first signal of a thread forming inside my mind bloomed.

She stopped in front of me after poking my forehead. Her eyes almost popped out from her face. "Incredible! You're trying to form a mana thread inside your brain!" She jumped forward and grabbed my head with both of her hands.

(What is this... Feeling?) Her eyes locked onto mine, and I felt that she somehow... violated me? (No it feels more like... She invaded my mind.) "Hm... I can't read your memories. Why?" Her expression was of a child asking her parents why they wouldn't allow her to drink poison.

(Why you ask? How old are you?) She took one of her hands of my head and started counting with her fingers. After a while she nodded and returned her hand to my head. "I'll be six years old this harvesting season. Why? Do I look older?" She smiled shyly.

(...) I refused to think. I just focused myself on the thread and ignored her from now on. "Don't be like this, it was just a joke..." I completely ignored her. The thread was almost forming, and I prepared myself to manifest my inner mana to its max extent.

"Okay, I give up. Do what you need to do, I'll just watch." She let go of my head and sat on the couch. She crossed her legs and arms. "But don't get me wrong, you are my slave, it's just that I'm not a very common owner." After that she remained silent.

With no more distractions, I could finally focus myself entirely on the task. What I did so far: To form a mana thread you need two things, concentrated mana in one point and a good control over it. I had enough mana to create a thread, but due to her spell, every time I tried to form it, it was quickly dispelled.

I had to waste a lot of mana each time, and now I had only one plausible choice, use all the mana that I had left on a last struggle, or run out of mana in three half assed tries. (It is now or never. If I fail, I can only blame my incompetence.)

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