Bonne Blue Eyes

"Thank you, Mary. Let me lay down a few cards of my own. I find you sexy and alluring. When we first met one of my first thoughts was I wanted to see your hair down. I've always believed underneath your calm, refined and dignified exterior you are one hot babe and a marvelous lay in the sack. You are one lady who definitely wants to be on top to ride on a hard cock.

I've never come on to you, Mary; I have treated you only with politeness and respect.

I'm also a man of Science. I engage in logic and facts; mathematical absolutes. Veiled threats of magical incantations, hexes, spells and conjurations or potions don't impress me one bit....words of power; hocus-pocus, abracadabra all ridiculous nonsense!

Take your hair down to satisfy my curiosity and I'll forget you insinuated I'm a liar. It ends there and you will go home. I promise you I won't tell Bonne you tried to seduce me for it will serve no useful purpose."

"Thank you for the compliments, Michael but you'll never have the opportunity to tell Bonne because I'm a white witch. I'll simply compel you forget our conversation. There are powers in this world that you know not; disbeliever!

In a few months Bonne will come into her own birthright because she loves you and you're the final magical ingredient. I will teach her all I know as passed down to me and she will join the Allaway sisterhood of white witches."

"Do you mean a white witch as in Glinda of Oz the Good Witch of the South" I asked, chuckling, pouring myself another glass of wine and taking a sip.

"You don't look at all like Billie Burke, and I suppose you must know the tin woodsman and the scarecrow" Mary ignored this attempt at making light; she was dead serious.

"We need an infusion of new blood in our family. Mellissa and I are looking forward to being great aunts." she informed me taking a sip of wine.

"I suppose I should get this over with, Michael" she said, putting her glass down and kissing my cheek "I really do like you; more than like you, and you'll be the better man and husband for it. I'll not rush things though; you and Bonne may decide the pace of courting as you put it, engagement to be followed by marriage."

Mary's almost overwhelming thoughts surrounded me like a lover's caress......She was employing illusions in conjunction with subtle telepathic thoughts and suggestions; to break down my will and gain access to my inner thoughts?

Her illusions of the mind are magnificent. I'm impressed! They are as good if not better than mine. No mundane will be able to resist her sexuality for long.

Mary appeared as a semi-divine handmaiden to the goddess Aphrodite.

Her hair was unbound, falling in loose thick luscious waves to the bottom of her ass cheeks. In this illusion, Mary's hair is the color of her eyes a deep violet blue, and nice imaginative touch I must add.

She was literally glowing with feminine sexuality and she was whispering to me to surrender my will to her so that I may enjoy sexual delights not of this world as she kissed me, her warm luscious lips on mine.....I could taste wine on her lips.

In reality she did kiss me at that moment. Mary was standing next to me, dressed as before, casually sipping her wine and running her fingers through my hair and caressing my face. I mentioned before that touch is important.

I scanned her thoughts on a level where she was unaware. She was convinced that I was falling under her spell; for that is how she perceived it; as a spell akin to magic. I never thought of telepathy in those terms; however I suppose it might be defined a type of magic.

I delved further to find that Mary fully intended to make love with me this one time. Enjoying my body and mind was her reward for assuring Bonne's happiness and mine with the blessing of girl children to pass on their magical gift.

There was no malice in her thoughts; the only thing she intended to correct was her perceived notion of my possible infidelity. She sought to heal me and make me a better husband through the "equilibrium" her equivalent of "the balance".

I was pleased to discover that Mary is frugal about using her telepathy. She decided from the beginning not to interfere and to let Bonnie fall in love the natural way. I also learned Mundane Mellissa is totally unaware of her twin sister's telepathic ability.

Mary compelled both PI's to return her money and surrender their professional licenses. Their punishments; none of them overly harsh and actually quite inventive were to volunteer a few hours in a soup kitchen and a homeless shelter, followed by a few hours of volunteer work in waste management disposal at the animal shelter for the next five years.

This family of white witches has their own code of ethics passed down from mother to daughter and soon aunt to niece.

Graydon will be pleased that Bonnie will be a powerful and benevolent partial as is Mary; this gives us great latitude to let them keep their secret and offer them our protection and privacy should they be discovered. Graydon is aware how deeply I'm in love with Bonnie.

I clumsily resisted her as would any mundane. I lashed out with pretend telepathic kicks and punches as if these might work; I tried reciting the magic words I mocked her about....I prayed.

I did mathematical equations in my head to drown out her thoughts.

As I briefly mentioned, I excel in all Mathematics; Numbers are absolute and true; powerful magic in their own right. I engage in complicated math equations in my head as a form of meditation for it helps clear my mind before surgery.

Math is to me what the violin, viola and her music are to Bonnie. Complicated equations such as Einstein's Theory of Relativity, the Standard Model, Pythagorean's Theorem, Callan-Symanzik's, The Euler's Line, The minimal surface equation, Noether's theorem all are my buckler and my shield to block and parry so I may thrust my telepathic spear through the defenses of my telepathic opponents.

I broke telepathic contact with her using simple Calculus and backed away.....pretending to be confused and disoriented.

Mary put her wine glass down and placed both hands on my face at my forehead and temples. She closed her eyes and tapped into more of her potential, exerting more effort....no longer taking me lightly.

I stopped fighting and put my arms around her waist and kissed her lips long and deep, and she thought to me 'Not yet, lover, soon' assuming I was completely under her spell.

I was curious to see if Mary had an alternate style of control aside from her enhanced sexuality; it's easy enough to probe her mind to discover if she had, but not as much fun.

Her hands still in place; Mary was telepathically accessing what she thought were all my memories, including those buried in my subconscious and was delving deep. In truth she was accessing a duplicate decoy of my creation?

I had to keep her telepathically active and engaged. I didn't make it easy for her and I again momentarily broke free. The vision she sent me began to mist around the edges so I shouted out loud "I'm having hallucinations; you have drugged the wine you evil bitch!"

Surprised at this set-back, she drew even more from her deep well of telepathic ability to counter and bring me back under her spell while continuing to caress my mind with her enhanced sexuality. Mary was now maintaining trilateral telepathy; the vision, probing the memories of the decoy and the mentioned sensuous mind caress......impressive.

This allowed me to put commands and suggestions into her subconscious on another level to retrieve later, while finding out what sexual pleasures were in store for me.

My impression of Mary when we met in church is correct. Mary is one hot babe and a marvelous lay in the sack. This is one lady who definitely wants to be on top to ride on a hard cock; her inner carnal thoughts don't lie, nor can she hide them from me.

"I must say, you are a difficult nut to crack, Doctor" and she sighed, the vision of the temptress fading. My arms were around her waist from behind. I was kissing and nuzzling her neck and ears now, my hard cock pressed against her through my hospital scrubs. I'm merely human after all.

"You have no idea how difficult it is to maintain in three. You're incredibly strong willed. You broke free from my spells twice and that has never happened once. Oh that feels good, Doctor.....mmm. Playing the part of a semi-divine seductress always arouses me and makes me horny. You may take my hair down now. I grant your request."

"You're so incredibly, hot, Mary" and I started removing the hair pins from her luscious large bun "and you're so beautiful. I do so enjoy a strong woman who knows her own mind; especially one who can suck a mean cock.

"And to think we only met this morning in the hospital cafeteria" I repeated this false memory she planted in the decoy "and we enjoy the same wine and food; but especially Classical Music, via Vivaldi!" I exclaimed while admiring the thick, silky softness and weight of her thick dark chocolate brown pony tail "Is there any Pinot Noir left for a toast to beautiful women everywhere; the most beautiful is Mary Aileen Allaway."

As I undressed her, Mary was unaware I was reading her mind when she thought; 'How regrettable that my nephews; your sons, if you have sons, will not inherit our bloodline magic for they no doubt will posses your strong will.

Nevertheless, I will love them and protect them the same as I will my nieces; as I will protect you. My nephews will grow up to be strong and decent men. Heaven help anyone who tries to harm my family for they will have to deal with me.

As much as I want you; I realize now that I can't allow myself to have you; for Bonne's sake as well as my own; even a white witch must put her family first and to share requires Bonne's consent, as is our ways.'

"Aren't you spending the night baby?" I asked sitting on the bed and patting it.

'You need to sleep now, Michael' Mary's subtle command implanted in the decoy was compelling me to obey 'when you awake in the morning you will not remember....you will not remember.'

"Of course I am, Doctor" she answered "Get yourself nice and comfortable so I can suck on your hard cock."

"Anything you say, baby" I replied yawning and lying back down, pretending to fight to stay awake while I created a vision for her that showed me sound asleep. I was actually lying in bed with my eyes closed relaxing for a possible round two.

She touched my face tenderly and I read her thoughts; she was still active......this is amazing; active for almost three hours so far.

Mary kissed my cheek and whispered "Goodnight, nephew" and she took her time getting dressed, going to the bathroom to use the mirror to pin her hair up in the figure eight bun.

I knew from her thoughts Mary told Mellissa and Bonne she would be late at the store balancing the books for the month and not to hold dinner for she would order takeout.

When I heard Mary walk out the front the door, I got out of bed and put on my faded green terry cloth robe. This worn, ragged old robe is like a familiar friend. There is a hole in the right elbow and I can't bring myself to get rid of it even though I have a new robe just like it in the closet.

Mary's clothing was folded neatly on a chair and her calfskin boots were underneath it. Mary's pearls, her most prized possession, was on top of my dresser. They were her mother's pearls and she wears them as a talisman.

I mentioned earlier that I placed commands and suggestions into her mind. Mary thought she was dressed when she left the house to go to her Minivan. She thought her hair was up in a figure eight bun.

In actuality, she was completely naked underneath her cape and barefoot. Mary had braided her hair in long twin pigtails. I contemplated sending her outside completely naked, without her cape; an amusing thought although in no way practical.

There is a stop sign at the end of my street. This visual prompt will override the compelling misdirection's I placed in her mind about her being dressed and Mary will realize she is not.

If nothing else Mary will return for the pearls. She might be frightened or she might be angry, or both, but she will and did return as the result of an overriding command implanted in her mind.

When the doorbell rang the second time that evening, I answered it and invited her as before except not offering to help Mary off with her cloak......she was still active, as was I. Our communication became strictly telepathic.

'I know you have magical ability and I'm not frightened; you were toying with me, warlock' Mary thought calmly 'I'm more powerful than I showed you and I won't underestimate you again or be caught off guard. With my pearls I can easily defeat you; however I will do without them. You've no doubt destroyed them by now.'

'They're in my pocket' I thought, taking them out to enjoy the surprised look on her face 'Your visions are magnificent by the way, as is your trilateral control' and I slowly extended my hand to give them to her 'I'm touched that you offer me your protection and I offer you mine.'

'Whose bloodline does your ability flow?' She thought to while putting her pearls on and letting the cloak drop to the floor. She wasn't the least bit hesitant or embarrassed of being naked in front of me.

"My mother's; it is usually the first born of each generation. My mother was mundane. Graydon is the sole telepath of his generation and I in mine.'

'By mundane, do you mean without magical ability?' Mary thought while taking her hair out of the long braided pigtails.

'Yes.'

'Will you accept a temporary truce, warlock? If you have truly have read my mind you know I will honor it. I denounce my magic should I break it; as should you.'

'I will accept a temporary truce. It will give you time to concentrate your remaining power and use it all at once to overwhelm me. By the way, I'm not a warlock.'

'And so do you, Michael not a warlock; need to consolidate. Your time is running out as is mine until our next cycle in a few days.'

'My ability is always available to me, Mary.'

'Nice try, but you're bluffing in an attempt to frighten me.'

'No, I'm not, bluffing.'

'That's impossible unless you are a Merlin. You're not or I'd be dead by now or stripped of my powers. My mother warned me of Merlins; those with unlimited magic; conceited and cold.

They're unwilling to acknowledge us as equals or willing to share. They hold crimes we never committed against us; the sins of the mother and before. They live in the shadows and seldom reveille themselves to us.

Merlin's are wealthy, powerful, and flaunt it. They seek us out and hunt us for sport. I've heard the stories of what has been done to us by them. You're the same as me except for being a male. Our abilities will not last much more than an hour this evening.

A true Merlin wouldn't have returned my pearls except to give me false hope before I was stripped of my powers or worse. Why are you hiding your talisman? Surely that ragged robe can't be it?'

'I don't use a talisman, Mary. Do you want to get dressed before we start?'

'Clothing is a distraction. I prefer being naked and wearing my pearls; I have so little opportunity except when meditating or praying alone in my room' she thought, finishing with the last braid and finger combing her tresses.

'Let me guess; your ragged and faded robe must be your talisman, Warlock.

If you don't mind me saying so; wouldn't a silver ring with a metaphysical gemstone or a heavy silver bracelet to channel your magic through be more practical?'

'My robe is just a guy thing and a favorite item of clothing, nothing more. It's like a comfortable old friend. I wore it to answer the door. Bonne has her Dad's wool blanket lined canvas coat as her favorite item of clothing.'

'We have much to talk about before the evening is over, white witch' I thought privately to myself.

'Fine don't tell me' Mary laughed in my mind 'when I defeat you, I'll ask the question again to see what you're hiding under that ridiculous robe. I feel so much better that you're not a Merlin!'

'Are you refreshed, Mary? Shall we suspend our truce and duel?'

'Yes; I must know who is the strongest. We shall count to three together......'

I raised my shield of numbers, using calculus at the count of three to what best be described as being hit with a blast of telepathic energy with a vision of raw fire; an intense inferno wall of fire surrounding me in a circle and I actually felt the heat. It was wonderful.

Surprising me and actually catching me off guard, Mary made it past my defenses for a few seconds with painful telepathic blow that staggered me; however she would not be able to maintain for long. Perhaps another 10 minutes at the most.

The fire was a distraction; a feint. The blow was a warning. She was now literally attempting to put me into a deep and restful sleep.

I didn't attack, I took the defense. I modified my shield of math and surrounded myself with the vision of a wall of water complete with small freshwater fishes; Bluegill, Pumpkinseed, Warmouth, Redbreast with a few yellow perch thrown in for good measure. Their scales were a glowing completion of mathematical equations. They were swimming placidly about or hovering in place to watch us.

The vision also showed the water turning into steam as her telepathic fire collided with it while having little affect as the circular wall of water encroaching and lapping at her feet; Mary felt the wetness and ignored it. She put everything she had into the final effort to put me to sleep; wrapping her hands in her pearls and closing her eyes.

Mary's efforts fell short of its goal. She had only minutes remaining and she assumed I did too.

As her ability waned, Mary tore her pearl necklace from her neck snapping the silk cord and scattering pearls everywhere. Now physically and mentally exhausted from the effort, she dropped to her knees in despair; a comprehending look of fear appearing on her face; she was trembling.

In seconds tears started to flow as she covered her face with her hands sobbing uncontrollably......she was terrified of me, and afraid to reach out with me further with her mind.

"You are a Merlin" she whispered, gathering her composure after several minutes to have the courage look up at me "You've been toying with us and you have Bonne believing you love her; you had me believing it.

I've been such a fool......I beg you, don't kill my family. They are innocent of any wrong doing; I'll take the blame for my grandmother if you'll just leave them alone.

I beg you, let them live out their lives unharmed. Strip Bonne of her power; she'll not miss what she doesn't know. Kill me if you must and my family's bloodline of witches end with me.......is that enough for you? I offer myself to you to do whatever you like with me; whatever pleases you." She asked no longer trembling and resigned to her perceived fate.

Mary crawled to me and prostrated herself at my feet; her long hair covering them......."please."

"Yes, I'm a Merlin and I have no intention of killing you. Why are you terrified of me Mary? Why are you begging? "Look at me."

"Yes, as you command, Merlin" although instead of standing she was kneeling "Thank you for my life. I hoped this day would never come and dreaded that it would. Please don't be cruel; make me forget what I am; make me anyone you wish."

I pushed her long hair away from her face, past her shoulders and down her back "Give me your hands" I said quietly and hesitating she did.

I took them and helped her to her feet "You have nothing to fear from me despite what you've been told" and I continued to hold her hands.