Once you decided to shift your tactics somewhat based off of what you just learned about the Prince's abilities it was a simple matter to force your way inside of him. First, in a very physical sense. Finally, in a more useful sense. You avoided eye contact as you performed the act, wary of what you were uncertain of. The only thing you seemed to know about what he could do was that he was seemingly able to 'motivate' someone, including himself, to stick to certain instructions.
You had no idea if the perfect connection you learned would even work on him, as it was the first time using it on a male. Thankfully, after an arduous struggle you opened your eyes as the Prince and felt your own body fall limp against your back. The boy's own emotions were still powerful, even with you in control. You felt indignation, anger and malice. Those were obvious, but something that stuck out to you was the overall malice and evil that you felt while being him. There was no longer even an ounce of guilt for what you were about to do, not that you held much to begin with due to Teuta's eventual fate.
You brushed your own body off of your back and quickly lifted yourself up to stare into the mirror. It was as you would expect. The Prince staring back at you with emerald eyes. The worry you had was that they would still affect you, even if you were occupying his body. For a very specific reason you decided that you may be safe. For one, though you felt a general narcissism when looking in the mirror, that was all from his emotions. You did not feel the same draw towards him when staring into the eyes. You took a deep breath and felt terror begin to set in as you started speaking from his mouth. It was odd, because the prince seemed almost aware of what was happening and could do nothing, unlike Heilan who had been completely subsumed for the most part.
"I pledge obedience to the Hero. No... Not just obedience, proactive assistance." The Prince's emotions stopped running wild as you said that. All that remained were dread and indignance as he lost the ability to even attempt to fight what you were doing. Still, that was not going to be the end of it. You wanted to guarantee he would not hurt you or anyone else.
"I pledge to lock away my abilities, except in cases where the Hero directs me to use them." You felt giddy knowing that your sudden change of plans was actually working. You did not know you had a devious bone in your body until that moment.
"I pledge to never lie to the Hero or say or do anything that would harm the Hero or the Hero's party." You felt like that was a good place to stop. There was further to go, for sure, but you had covered your bases. The rest would simply be going overboard to solidify your control over the Prince's mind. The most important thing was to stop him from harming you or anyone else. The rest was simply punishment. Leaving him aware of what was happening, aware of what you had done to him and was going to do to him. It made you happy.You left his body and stared at him confidently. The Prince turned around and glared at you. You said nothing about him having to like anything you had done and you would not have had it any other way. You did not want him to like it. If he thought he liked it that would have diminished the punishment.
"You..." He seethed.
"I can't believe you-""Down girl." You pointed down. The lithe Prince's eyes widened as he was forced to answer the order with obedience.
"The same position you forced Teuta into." You thought it appropriate. The prince thought it humiliating as his muscles offered spasms and struggled against the order."N-no! Just kill me, damn you! Stupid Hero! I hate you!" He spat out as his body contorted into a squatted, spread-eagle stance. His hands rose like that of an obedient animal then finally he lost the ability to speak properly as his tongue fell out over his bottom lip. He started panting like a dog.
"Good girl!" You said gleefully, leaning down to pat the Prince's blonde head. He merely whimpered as you drew closer, your cock almost pressing against his face.
"How do your powers work? You can pull your tongue back in to tell me easier..." As enjoyable as it would have been to watch him try to speak like that, you wanted to air on the side of utility for that question, at least. You could see the words almost catching in his throat as he fought them back, but then they came like a flood. There was nothing he could do.
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خيال (فانتازيا)A Hero is found, a mentor is chosen. Originally a User participation story, this achive chronicles the adventures of Fin as he navigates the world of Turais and meets (And loses) Friends to terrible circumstances. For alternate endings and branches...