Sorcerer Of Ecstasy 0007: The Power of the Crest

After his chat with Richard, Leopold prepared all of his necessary requirements in a suitcase and went to fetch Ingrid.

Walking into the playroom, he saw that she was patiently waiting for him at the spot where he'd told her to kneel and was impressed by the capabilities of the crest.

Even though he hadn't specified many details, she was sitting in the perfect submissive posture as she was waiting for his arrival.

'This crest thing runs surprisingly deep… It essentially understood my intention and compelled her to follow that. My words were no more than a conduit for that intention…' He thought, impressed by the capabilities of the slave crest.

She was kneeling on the ground with her legs folded and her hands placed on top of her thighs as she looked at them, keeping her face down.

"Look at me." He told her. And she promptly looked up at him. Still, the flame of resistance was burning in her eyes. She was merely following his orders due to the compulsion of the crest.

"Wear these clothes." He told her as he dropped some clothes at her side. He then crossed his arms and looked at her patiently.

She looked at him with an imploring expression but seeing as he didn't move from his spot, she looked at him hatefully and grabbed the clothes before standing up.

Leopold admired her busty figure as she started wearing the black lacy panties that he'd brought for her, as she raised her leg to wear it, her glistening core was visible to Leo's attention, 'She's aroused?' He didn't know whether this was the effect of the crest or if it was because she was turned on by her current situation as she was forced to obey his commands and dance to his whims.

'Interesting…' Leo enjoyed Ingrid's attempts to hide her body from his gaze as she turned into different postures and positions. However, that only gave him an even better view. She quickly grabbed the lacy bra and put it over her breasts to cover herself up. However, the sheer laced fabric was far from a successful cover, as it left most of her breasts visible through the thin sheen of black.

Seeing her pink areolas peeking through the fabric made Leo feel that she looked even more tempting than when she was naked.

Next, she grabbed the stockings and took a seat on the bed, slowly pulling them over her long and slender legs. Her actions again gave Leo a glimpse of her now-covered core, leaving him even more tempted, especially since the lacy panties were woefully inadequate.

Next, she pulled the garter belt over her belly and attached the straps to her stockings. The part of her milky white thighs that was visible was tempting Leo to manhandle them and mark them red.

As she stood up from the bed, Leo felt a twitch in his dick but didn't make a move. It was getting late. He gazed at her figure in sexy revealing lingerie with appreciation in his eyes. He especially loved how the leash dangled from the collar on her neck, going down the valley between her breasts. He hadn't removed it yet. But even then, he was planning on replacing it. Since the suppression artifact wasn't needed anymore, there was no point in keeping the expensive enchanted artifact. A normal collar would suffice to make her serve as eye candy for Leo.

Finally, she picked up the cloak that was on the ground, expecting to see some more clothes under it, but didn't see anything, "Leo…" She looked at him.

"Those are enough clothes for our journey. The cloak is enchanted to not come off unless commanded by me, so you don't have to worry. It also serves as armor since even a Journeyman will have a hard time cutting through it." She gave him a surprised look as she realized just how good of an artifact he'd given her.

"What? Even though we aren't in the best of circumstances, these little trinkets are easily accessible to the Solomon Duchy. The only reason that you were able to make things so difficult for me was that you had two knights with you. If you hadn't caught me in a defenseless situation then it would've been impossible for you to ambush me like that." He explained to her.

As Ingrid resigned herself to her fate and picked up the cloak, Leo stopped her, "Hold up." He walked up to her and put his hands behind her neck. Ingrid blushed a little at the close proximity considering how scantily she was dressed, but then heard a click that freed her neck.

"This has no purpose anymore." He said while taking off her collar, "You can't use any strength regardless."

"T-Thank you, Leo." She felt happy that she didn't have to walk around with a collar and leash as if she were a degrading pet.

"I wouldn't be happy just yet." Leo grabbed another collar from a drawer, "You should be aware of your place in life as my pet." He said before putting the collar on Ingrid's neck. She couldn't do anything to stop him as he buckled the latch, tightening the collar just enough for her to constantly feel its presence and then locked it. She wouldn't be able to take it off even if Leo didn't stop her from trying.

Attaching another leash to the collar, he said, "Continue."

Ingrid felt aggrieved and almost wanted to cry, but her body didn't listen to her mind and her hands picked up the cloak before wrapping it around her practically naked body. Ingrid resigned herself and tried to wrap the leash and collar under the cloak, hoping to hide them and keep some dignity for herself. She also hoped that Leo wouldn't grab the leash since it was hidden under her cloak.

"Come on." He grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the room, letting her keep the remnants of her dignity for a while.

Reaching his bedroom, he handed her a knife from his bedside table, "Kill yourself." He told her without any expression.

Ingrid's eyes widened to the limit and she took the knife from his hands and slowly brought it to her neck, the panic was visible on her face as she tried to beg him to take back the order, but was unable to. She tried her best to resist the order, but it was impossible, it was like her hand wasn't in her own control and kept drawing closer and closer to her neck.

Her eyes were conveying an unholy amount of panic as they slowly grew red due to her desperation. She was desperately trying to slow down her actions but to no avail. Slowly, her tears started falling, but she still couldn't beg him to stop. She couldn't speak a single word to deny his order. Her entire body was trembling but her hand kept drawing closer and closer to her neck, ready to spill her own blood.

Soon, the knife pressed against her neck, and a thin sheen of red became visible at the spot where the knife was pressing, 'Stop.' Leo commanded mentally.

And instantly, the knife flew across the room as Ingrid threw it away due to the inertia of her resistance. When the compulsion abruptly stopped, her resistance was all that was left and she threw the knife away from herself.

'So mental commands also work…' Leo was happy with his test, 'This crest is amazing…' He thought.

He grabbed the same healing salve that he'd applied on her the previous day and gently rubbed it over her neck at the spot where she'd drawn blood. The cut slowly closed up, leaving a light scab that was also going to disappear in the next few minutes, leaving her good as new.

"Thank you for being such a doll, Ingrid." He rubbed her head demeaningly as he pulled her out of the room again.

Ingrid was still reeling from the shock of what she had just been subjected to and couldn't say a word, too tongue-tied to speak coherently, 'It's like I don't even have my own free will…' She felt broken.

"Hold this." He handed Ingrid a small suitcase that contained his personal provisions. She instinctively obeyed and held the suitcase while walking in whatever direction he led her by her hand.

A few minutes later, they were out of the castle and met with Richard who was waiting for them with the horses.

"Young master." He noticed Leo walking with Ingrid, "I presume this is your Adept archer friend?" He asked for the sake of formality.

"She's Ingrid, shall we leave?" He said, not talking too much about Ingrid.

"Sure, I've been ready for a while," Richard said and mounted the horse. Leo also got on the horse. At the same time, he pushed his hand through the cloak and grabbed her leash, though not before giving her breast a discrete pinch, making her squirm on her spot. He pulled out the leash and made it visible for everyone to see that she was his property.

"How can you…" She trailed off on the question.

"This cloak is mine, it's obvious that the enchantment doesn't work on me." He smirked, "Get ready to walk a long walk." He told her and enjoyed her expression as her eyes widened in panic, "Leo…" She started but he used another ability of the crest, making her experience a momentary sensation of horrible pain. It was as if she was being burned alive at that moment.

"You will only refer to me as Master or Master Leo from now on," He told her with a hard expression, "Understood?"

"Yes, Master," As much as she wanted to resist, the address came out as naturally as if she'd been calling him that way for years.

"That's a good pet. Now, would you like to ride with me or walk?" He asked with a generous expression on his face as if he was doing a great deed by giving her a choice.

Ingrid was coming to understand what was expected from her and answered gently, "Please allow me to ride with you, Master." She said while looking down.

'How boring…' Leo had already lost quite a bit of his interest in Ingrid and she wasn't much more than a test subject for him. He was someone who loved the process of conquering a woman, and someone who was so easily conquered, albeit by dubious means, wasn't really interesting to him.

"Come on up," He grabbed her hand and pulled her up to the horse, having her sit in front of him, allowing him to access all of her body with ease whenever he wanted.

'That doesn't mean that I can't have some fun during this long-ass ride.' He thought with a chuckle. Ingrid was sitting in front of him as his hands were holding the sides of her waist. He made her grab the reins of the horse before whispering in her ear, "You are not allowed to act in any manner that could hurt me, directly or indirectly." Enforced by the crest, his words were law for her and she wouldn't even be able to bring up the thought of harming him.

"Let's set off, Richard."