16

The boots on his feet seemed to dissolve, becoming a smooth black surface covered with shiny blue scales, taking on the conical shape of a tail, from the end of which luxurious silver fins blossomed like hibiscus flowers. He patted his tail on the floor to make it even more convincing that he was real, making slapping sounds.

As I watched this transformation, his face took on the appearance of my beloved prince. Daer copied Eurol's appearance exactly. Only the look of the large bluish eyes was different, harsher and piercing.

"Is this what you would like to see if such Eurol lived in your ocean?"

"Yes!" I screamed with delight and admiration and felt a surge of acute excitement. "Exactly like in my fantasy!"

"Do you want it?"

… What a question? What a beauty! Of course I want to... but Daer is probably mocking me... my delicate nature as a connoisseur of beauty.

"Appearance matters a lot to you, doesn't it? And it doesn't even matter what kind of person sits in a beautiful shell? I am your Owner, not Eurol... Do you want me or him?"

"I want you and him too! And in general, I like everything and your entire Kingdom with all its quirks and oddities. I thank you for kidnapping me. Where else could I see such splendor?"

"Oh, I'm flattered!"

His appearance suddenly began to change again: the luster and beauty of the luxurious fins of the young triton crumbled into sparkling dust, and the Lord's body became more massive, dressed in an armored cover and instead of a youthful appearance, the harmonious face of a mature man with bright purple eyes and shoulder-length black hair appeared. In front of me sat a respectable winged syrinx with one leg over another in high boots.

"That is your real appearance? You are very glorious!" I gave a compliment.

"Yeah! And I am much larger than you, and you adore smaller partners. Size matters for sweet love, don't you think?"

"I am universal in this sense... and you are not so big."

"Then I'll allow myself to touch you, if you don't mind..."

 ... He didn't have to ask, he would touch me as soon as he appeared. Why all these ceremonies for such a handsome man?…

Some force lifted me up and instantly moved me onto his lap, covered with black leggings. I was taken aback, feeling like a lovely thing in the hands of a connoisseur of beauty. Daer looked at me with adoration... it's wonderful that he liked me... He slid over my body with thin long fingers, playing the the strands of my blue hair and touched my mouth with his lips, noisily sucking in air.

"The wonderful aroma of the sea remains with you, my precious. You are an exotic lil creature, although it's hard to surprise me. Your charisma and character, my sweet seahorse, are better than any appearance."

I also sniffed, feeling its spicy aroma, unfamiliar to me, but attractive.

"Do you like? My smell?"

I nodded and buried my nose in his neck and hair.

"But Eurol doesn't like it... can you imagine?"

"So do you sleep with him?"

"Certainly! Periodically…"

"He told me you don't!"

"He's so... ungrateful! He's suffocating with pleasure and ashamed of our long-standing relationship, rejecting me," Daer clicked his tongue. "What should I do? How to win his heart? I tried everything!"

...And how should I answer such a question? How many millennia has the Overlord been caring for his captive and has not achieved reciprocity? You can go crazy!

"Perhaps Eurol is waiting for you to let him go?"

"No, no, no! If I let him go, I'll never see him again. He will slip away to another Galaxy and someone else strong Being will capture him..."

"Is he capable of this? Marvelous!"

"As capable as he is, such is his strength, but my magical harness firmly holds his Essence in my Kingdom. I'm not going to let him go for anything!"

Making love with the Lord is something incredible: I was plunged into endless bliss by the effects of his poison, which had such an intoxicating effect that I lost track of time. He took possession of me with a deep kiss, moved to the bed and my consciousness was dragged into some other reality: a multifaceted sparkling space filled with intersecting geometric shapes, lines, symbols and numerous images of fantastic life forms. This is the sphere of polymorphus magic... As it turned out. It was as if we had merged into one whole... 

The Owner allowed me to plunge into the essence of this power and be imbued with it for use in exchange for possession of my essence. My body was stitched with myriads of thin silver threads and intertwined with each other into a transparent corset, captivating and capturing me in eternal slavery. I made this choice and have not regretted it.