Ch14. Irene, the slave-driver and genius

After taking Pyke and sending the letters to the Ironborn nobles, Thomas didn't have to wait long for the reply. Barely a week later, they all but one conceded, acknowledging him as the new Lord of the Iron Islands.

The household that did not? It was House Harlaw of Ten Towers.

Well, Bellatrix already had her fun, therefore, it was Irene's time. She did not make a show as Bella did though. Come morning, the entire Ten Towers were made into a ruin. A small scale Universe One and voila, a vicious earthquake did its job. A punishment from God, people whispered... Obviously bullshit.

Irene, true to her words, started Thomas's and Bellatrix's training. She at first taught them how to flood their bodies in magic in order to make it seep into their muscles, organs, and ligaments, making them stronger over time. This exercise also allowed their bodies to get 'used' to their magic, making it able to hold more of it which would in return allow their 'core' to produce more magic. She called it Magic Flow Technique and apparently it was her original.

Nevertheless, Irene was a slave-driver.

One long steamy, hot, and painfully pleasurable night, she kept Enchanting Thomas's body to last as she pleasured him in ways he did not even think possible for hours on end, making him experience blissful orgasms after euphoric orgasms and vice versa until it became painful. Even then she let him feel the pain for a while before again using Enchant, making it a pleasurable experience again and drowning him in ecstasy.

As good as he felt at that moment, and no matter how drenched both him and Irene were from the copious amounts of sex, Thomas held with sheer will, refusing to bend to her wishes. Sadly he lost as she made him come for thirty-sixth time that night, finally agreeing to her training plans. He even started to hold a minor resentment to her enchanting abilities afterward! It just wasn't fair!

Her request was simple. She wanted him to learn Weight Magic.

Thomas knew well what she wanted to put him through with such magic so he tried to resist with all of his strength.

As he learned the basics of that magic in the following week, filled with many apologetic and encouraging blowjobs from Irene, he even thought it was after all worth it!

He thought wrong.

Basics were enough for what she had in mind and her plans commenced.

One day, she called Thomas into their room, ordered him to lay on the bed, and told him to double the gravity on himself. While it put a strain on his body, from the previous training he already was decently used to it.

As his spell affected the gravity, Irene started weaving a High Enchantment into himself, releasing the spell from Thomas's control, binding it to herself as the magic supplier. It took her an entire hour to finish the Enchantment but after she was done, she heaved a sigh of accomplishment.

Worse yet, her masterplan was not finished! His body didn't feel very painful and strained after she finished enchanting the gravity increase onto his body as it was only a little over an hour since he started using the spell and he was used to having it up for at least four hours during physical training as of late.

Irene had different plans though. She pushed him back onto the bed and started weaving yet another Enchantment as she ordered him to increase his weight by one kilogram.

The idiot he was, completely forgot how much effort, magical energy, and bodily fluids she expended only to 'persuade' him into learning Weight Control. He did not yet see the implications and did as she asked.

Another hour later, he had yet another enchantment on himself. This time, it was a spell that determined how much weight increase, outside of his regular weight, his body can handle. It determined the upper limit and increased the weight of the enchantment accordingly. Mercilessly, all the way to the upper limit.

From that day onward, his body was continuously under double gravity and as he was getting used to it, his weight increased, making the gravity even stronger, straining his body to its limits second by second. He lived in pain.

Thomas's only salvation was the Magic Flow Technique that was keeping his body intact, strengthening it the more strain it was put under.

Thankfully the weight enchantments took into consideration the double gravity spell enchantment on him, never raising the weight too much and making him into a bloody splat on the floor.

Irene knew how to motivate him though, she was very sweet during their precious bonding moments and even the amount of her 'favors' doubled but the price was her demand of him to become stronger and train harder.

He knew stopping was as easy as saying 'no' to Irene and she would respect his wishes without being difficult about it. But Thomas did want to get stronger!

He quickly found out floating with all the additional gravity and weight is something that made him want to die from the sheer strain though.

He could not complain at all! The results were marvelous. His control and the amounts he was able to affect were rising drastically. He was able to control six balls weighing a hundred kilograms each at considerable speed and even learned how to use Banishing Hex from Bella. It became a nice ranged weapon but that was not his aim. The exercise made him able to adjust the weight and gravity of things he did not touch. And that particular tidbit had a wide range of applications.

Bellatrix didn't fare any better.

When Irene mentioned training, she instantly challenged her to a duel, losing horribly. The result was that Irene got a free hand on Bella's training.

Poor ickle Bella was quickly put under the same enchantments as Thomas and made to run around the yard until she dropped.

She complained a lot but after realizing how much her stamina, physical strength, and most importantly magical prowess improves, Bellatrix herself took the initiative and asked for a magic transfusion from Irene in order to manage training more.

Her magic power was rising almost as quickly as Thomas's was and she even had a change of heart. After realizing the strength in the versatility of her magic, she delved deep in the transfiguration books in the mental library, furthering her skill with the mentioned magical branch.

Unsurprisingly, what would others take decades, took her days as her magic was now way stronger than even Dumbledore after she was put through literal hell while using Magic Flow Technique. That and the sheer efficiency of the mental library gave her all the needed references and a precise guide to becoming the best Transfiguration Mistress of the Wizarding World.

Now it was time for her to develop the field into something better. Something more. Something hers.

Irene also wanted to try the weight and gravity training, alas, when Thomas cast the spells on her. His limits were not high enough to even put a strain on her. He was not as surprised as expected. A couple of weeks of magic training won't enable him to compete against a dragon who had four centuries on him, was a magical prodigy, and was able to get into the group of strongest mages of the Alvarez Empire. If he could affect her after just a few weeks of training, he would be actually disappointed.

This, however, meant no training for Irene, so she focused on warding knowledge of Bellatrix's world and despite having no prior knowledge of the field, she advanced even faster than Bella did in Transfiguration.

Just a day before Yara's interview, Irene raised massive secrecy wards around each island in their domain.

The ward was her own creation with carefully weaved various Enchantments and even using Master Enchantment for heightening its power. It was a variation and kind of a cross between the Contract of Confidentiality and of Fidelius Charm that 'locked' the ability to reveal the knowledge of any mysterious acts or secrets of the trio, making people unable to inform them about anyone who was not in the know.

It was almost perfect since there was no need for a secret keeper and the spell held even when the affected person left the perimeter of wards since they only worked as a transition station that attached the spell on anyone who entered them rather than being the actual 'restrictor' of the conditions or 'enforcer' of the effect.

These wards also had a delightful special effect on the surroundings. They were made of magic. Well, obviously. But that meant, they saturated the air with magic, quickly heightening the magic sensitivity of the people living in the islands.

All in all, Irene was happy with her first wide-scale creation but quickly delved into the intricacies of Unplottable spells. Time waited for no man, after all.