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The misadventures of Katrice, the enchanted coyote slave girl.

Part 3: "Lessons in Faith"

Keywords: Mind Control, Body Control, Magick, Watersports, Nipple Teasing.

My Master has given me this continuing assignment to write, and so I 
present it here for your approval.  Please be careful with whom you 
share it, as magick is a powerful thing.  Magick can take control of 
your body, and if it does, it may never listen to you again!

This chapter happens on the night after the events of Part 1...

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In a warm, comfortable palace, Katrice had no control over herself.

She was sitting on her Master's bed. He was there, too.  Her feet were 
placed on his lap; she could not move them, as her legs and feet  
weren't listening to her.  They were listening to the spell her master 
had placed on them.  She could try all day to move her feet away, or 
even just wiggle her toes, but they were only going to do what her 
master wanted them to do.  The mere thought of simply having no control 
over a part of herself in that way made her all tingly and giddy.

All that he wanted to do was take her feet one at a time, hold them, and 
a caress and massage them.  He wanted to suckle on her toes, one at a 
time, and he would do so. With her feet under her Master's spell, they 
automatically obeyed his whims, as he had made certain they would. He 
wanted to make her feel as wonderful as he did when he played with her 
feet, and he knew how much she loved it when he made her hands tease her 
nipples. So it was that he would make her hands do just that while he 
paid such loving attention to her feet.

Katrice's toes splayed out right before he would suck on one of them. 
All she could do was sit there, while her hands were very busy teasing 
her nipples. They were doing it very lightly right then, as her master 
had wanted.  Her hands were holding themselves before her breasts, and 
her fingers were lightly tickling and flicking her nipples, keeping her 
gasping and squirming in such helpless, teasing pleasure.  She could try 
all day to move her hands away, or even just curl up her fingers on her 
own, but they were only going to do what her master wanted them to do.

Gasping and squirming were about all that Katrice could do on her own.  
It was enough to delight her Master. His eyes took in the sight of her 
uncontrollably teasing herself, while he lavished such careful and 
loving attention to her feet.  He knew how sensitive her nipples were.  
He knew how much she loved having no control over herself.  He loved 
paying attention to her feet while he made her hands pay attention to 
her breasts, and he loved looking at her while he controlled her.

He told her how she deserved to be made to orgasm each and every day.  
He'd promised to make her masturbate all the time, and she was in such 
absolute bliss with each and every crescendo of magically helpless 
pleasure.  His magick made her play with herself morning, noon and 
night. There were some days that her body never stopped, and she never 
once was allowed control of herself. On those days she came and came 
again and again, and it was so wonderful.  She loved it.  She loved 
being his little puppet, sitting there unable to control any part of 
herself.  She gave into the pleasure of it, and it was so orgasmically good.

Even when he had to be away, he'd make sure to cast a spell on her to 
make her play with herself for a while. Maybe at certain times of the 
day. Maybe whenever she said his name. Maybe both. She could take such 
comfort in being under her master's spell whenever he couldn't be 
there.  She could feel his warmth in his magick that controlled her body.

She'd been looking mostly at her Master, and her Master's hands on her 
feet, while she happily reveled in his control over her, and she 
whimpered and squealed with each comment of affection he'd give her.  
She turned her head down, to look at her breasts, and at her hands which 
were so busy cradling her breasts and gently holding them together.  Her 
fingers were eagerly flicking, and tickling her nipples, looking for all 
the world as if she were doing it all on her own, and as if she could 
never ever get enough of teasing herself.  The thrill she got from 
trying to stop herself and failing just amplified her excitement over 
such magickal helplessness.

"Gods, I love you!" she cried.

"Heehee, I know you do sweetie!" giggled a voice that was not her 
Master's.  "I love love love my little coyote pee toy!"

Katrice turned her head up to see Trixie where her master was just a 
moment ago.  The pixie had Katrice's feet in her hands and was playing 
with them just the same.  Katrice looked down at herself and saw that 
she was a coyote-girl once more.  She cried and whimpered, squirming a 
lot more, but now out of surprise and fear.

"Now this dream is cute, darling!  But I am afraid you must be waking up 
now, yes yes!"

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Katrice's eyes suddenly flung open. It was night, and the full moon was 
out.  For a little while, she wasn't sure where she was or where she was 
going. It looked like it should be cold outside for a naked coyote-girl, 
but strangely enough she felt just fine. The only thing she could be 
certain about was that her legs were taking her down a road in a forest, 
in the moonlight, and that her legs and feet were tired and sore from 
all that walking. It took her a moment longer to remember that she had 
no control over them when she tried to stop to rest, and they continued 
to march her ever forward without so much as a twitch for her efforts.

She tried to remember where her feet were taking her and why, but at 
that moment those memories were still fuzzy. It was still easier for her 
to remember the dream she had just woke up from.  It had felt so real, 
and the whirlwind of events during the past few days still felt mostly 
distant to her. It was only the soreness of her legs and feet for their 
constant walking for so long that gave her any true reminder of her 
actual situation. She looked down at her feet, illuminated only by the 
light of the full moon overhead. She could feel the muscles in her legs 
tensing and relaxing, her knees bending and her feet lifting off the 
ground, swinging forward and landing again. It was all with as much 
coordination as if she were doing it all on her own. No, it was better 
than that. Whether it was the faerie's magick, or her that of her old 
master's, it could control her body to make it act so much more elegant 
and graceful than she could ever do on her own! On her own, she was so 
clumsy and inept. Certainly she would have tripped and stumbled several 
times by now. She certainly could not have walked so purposefully in her 
sleep! Magick made sure that whatever she was being made to do, her body 
was doing it perfectly. She didn't even have to bother looking where she 
was going. Her feet seemed to know where she was going, and they were 
not about to be swayed from their task.  At least, not by her!

The fact that Katrice's feet continued to walk down that road, 
controlled and guided by such wonderfully powerful magick, instilled 
within her a sense of warmth and security the more she dwelled on it. 
She'd fallen asleep and her body kept on going. In her slumber, her feet 
had unerringly carried her along that path as they were both guided and 
controlled by the faerie's magick. She didn't have to concentrate on 
anything. It made her almost giddy just to think about it! It was 
probably why she had dreamed about her old Master. She still missed him, 
and she missed how safe she felt while under his spell. His magick was 
still with her of course, but now it was mixed in with the pixie magick 
of her new Mistress. She was starting to remember her new Mistress now. 
Things had changed so much for her so quickly, and she had felt so lost 
that it felt good to just to have anyone wanting her as a pet. After 
all, Trixie could have just punished her for intruding and then sent her 
on her way, much like that other sorcerer did, or when the imps played 
with and then forgot about her. But Trixie didn't do that. Trixie 
snatched her up, and now her legs and feet were obediently taking her to 
her new Mistress' home, wherever that happened to be!

Still, she continuously tried to retake control of her legs by willing 
herself to stop. Her feet were still sore, after all, and she could have 
certainly used a rest! Such a simple thing, when she thought about it. 
Everyone else could do make their feet stop without even really thinking 
about it. But then again, everyone else's legs weren't being controlled 
by magick, and their legs would not ignore them when they tried to make 
them stop what they were doing.  Or changed direction. Or just slow 
down. Then again, that kind of lack of control over herself was always 
so exciting and wonderful, wasn't it? Before she even realized it, she 
was reveling in her own inability to stop herself. The very fact that 
her legs weren't listening to her right that moment was incredibly 
arousing in and of itself! Despite how tired and sore she felt, her loss 
of control gave her tinges of excitement and arousal. She whimpered 
softly as a gentle tingle ran through her body while she dwelled on such 
a thing, and she shivered a bit.

It was then that Katrice remembered that she had actually told herself 
to take this journey. She'd held onto the end of her new leash and told 
herself to do it, and her legs and feet immediately obeyed that order. 
Sure, it was through her new Mistress' magickal leash, attached to the 
collar that had been fashioned and enchanted by her old Master. But she 
was the one who actually said the words that set her journey in motion. 
What was it she told herself? To go home? Was that where she was going 
now? She couldn't understand anymore why she would have had such a 
thought. Maybe it was because she was so eager to have someone take care 
of her and control her. Trixie certainly seemed to enjoy taking control 
of Katrice! But still, if she was the one who told herself to start 
walking, then she figured that she would be able to tell herself to 
stop. Still, the possibility of her being able to do so had her poised 
for disappointment; it almost felt like she would be cheating if it 
worked! But her legs and feet felt so tired and sore that she was too 
tempted to try it anyway! Besides, she figured she could just let 
herself stop for a bit and then she could tell herself to be on her way 
again, and that would mean she would still be a good little pet to her 
new Mistress! Surely that would be OK? She felt the leash where it was 
still attached to her collar, and she ran her fingers slowly along it 
until she felt the leash's end-loop. She took hold of it then in both of 
her hands while she looked down at her feet.

"K... Katrice? Stop walking? I mean, s-stop walking, Katrice!"

She immediately felt a surge of embarrassment when she tried to give 
herself an order like that. It felt entirely silly, having to address 
herself as if she were someone else. What was worse, though, was that 
her feet seemed to completely ignore this order. She could see them 
still moving at a constant pace, and she could feel them moving as 
before. Had she done something wrong? Did the leash not work the way she 
remembered it? Maybe it only worked when she was in Trixie's domain or 
presence? But then why was she unable to stop herself from walking? She 
made a frustrated grunt.  She had to test to see if her leash still 
worked the way she remembered. She decided it would be a good idea then 
to tell herself to do something else, just to see if it would work. Only 
she really couldn't think of anything. In desperation, she blurted out 
the first thing that came to her mind.

"Uhm... Hold your nose, Katrice!"

Before Katrice could really ponder on whether it might work or not, she 
felt her left hand suddenly letting go of the end of her leash and 
reaching up to her nose.  She'd forgotten she'd been transformed into a 
coyote-girl, and so at first the way her nose felt in her fingers was 
strange and weird to her. Feeling such a strange nose that was 
apparently now her own made her squeak in surprise! It took her a moment 
to remember what had happened to her, and why. That made her whimper 
softly again, to herself. She tried to pull her hand away from her nose, 
but now she found that her left arm and left hand weren't listening to 
her any more than her legs had been.

"S-stop holding your nose, Katrice!" Her voice sounded a bit nasally 
now, because of the slight pressure of her fingers on her nose.

It did no good. While her hand had obeyed her first order, it completely 
ignored the second. This was just confusing her more than ever now. In 
her frustration, she reached up with her right hand and tried to pry her 
left hand away. Her left hand, controlled by magick, was a lot more 
determined than her right hand, which was still listening to her own 
little will. Her left felt a lot stronger. She could move one of her 
fingers off of her nose for a moment if she tried really hard, but she 
could not keep them from their intended mission of holding her nose for 
long.

"Uhm... erm... s-stop h-holding your nose, Katrice... p-please?"

It didn't take her very long to realize just how silly she must have 
looked then. She was a naked coyote-girl walking in the night, seemingly 
with a purpose. But she wasn't even bothering to look where she was 
going, because she was entirely busy with holding her nose with her left 
hand while simultaneously trying to pry her left hand away with her 
right hand.

She really wasn't sure just how long she was struggling with herself 
like this when she just happened to notice one of the stars up in the 
sky had started to float gently down from the heavens, and was seeming 
to meander in her direction. However, what had looked like a distant 
ball of light way up high started to look like a much smaller ball of 
light fluttering toward her, as it gently moved from among the treetops 
and then eventually to about her eye level. Whatever it was, it seemed 
intent on getting a lot closer to her. Katrice felt a bit nervous, not 
to mention just a bit too self aware at that moment, given that her left 
hand was still happily holding onto her nose. The little ball of light 
was right in front of her and heading toward her. Her feet, still driven 
to carry her along the road, were closing the distance between them a 
whole lot faster. About the only thing she really could do was close her 
eyes and blush, and hope that little ball of light wasn't what she was 
starting to think it might be. But the gentle tinkling sound that had 
been faint enough for her to think it might have been only in her mind 
had become much louder by the time the fluttering little light had 
gotten as close to the end of her nose as her interfering left hand 
would allow it.

"Hello miss pee toy doggie! Why are you holding your nose like that?" 
The little ball of light had a very familiar voice, and it was giggling. 
Katrice's little blush suddenly became a lot bigger when she finally 
realized exactly who it was, not to mention the way in which she was 
just addressed.

"Uhm... h...h-hello, Miss Trixie! Uhm... I uh, I sorta t-told... told 
myself to do it?" Katrice attempted to make a sheepish grin. She'd been 
caught trying to change what she was doing, and she was certain that her 
new Mistress Trixie would want to punish her for that. Trixie continued 
to hover in front of her face, matching the speed of Katrice's feet.

"Tsk, tsk! Silly doggies always telling themselves to hold their nosies! 
This won't do, no no no! This is no way to behave in front of your Queen!"

Katrice suddenly looked a bit worried. The last thing she wanted to was 
upset her new Mistress!


"I'm... I'm s-sorry Miss Trixie! I didn't mean to... I mean... I didn't 
know you... I was gonna... I didn't know how it worked and I was trying 
to see why I couldn't stop because my feet hurt and I wanted to rest and 
so I told myself hold my nose and now I can't make myself unhold it!" 
Her voice sounded terribly distraught by the time she finished that 
sentence, and she felt more silly than ever now, as her left hand was 
still eagerly holding onto her nose. And it was still most definitely 
not responding to her will, as right then she was trying harder than 
ever to put it back down.

"Silly doggie, I told you there were rules!" Trixie sounded quite 
annoyed at Katrice for a moment. She was so close that Katrice could 
make out the figure of Trixie's little pixie body and fluttering wings, 
all aglow in the light of her magickal energy.

"I... I'm s-sorry, M-Miss Trixie! I didn't... I mean, m-may I please let 
go of my nose now?"

Trixie crossed her arms and looked indignant. "Well it's certainly 
keeping you from showing your Queen the proper respect! Pee-toys aren't 
supposed to be holding their nosies, they're supposed to be doing 
something else! You shoulda known that, but I guess you were itching for 
me to punish you!"

Katrice widened her eyes and attempted to shake her head, though her own 
left hand was still kind of interfering with that. "N-no I... I would 
never mean to...!"

"Sush!" Trixie raised her finger up, and Katrice's tongue went silent as 
she lost control of her voice. All she could do then was continue to 
make her pathetically helpless look to her pixie Mistress. Wasting no 
time at all, Trixie sprinkled some of her faerie dust onto Katrice's 
left hand, and it suddenly let go of her nose and, for the moment, 
rested on her side. Katrice started to look a bit relieved, but Trixie 
was not finished. She sprinkled more of her sparkling dust onto 
Katrice's right hand as well, before she fluttered back to near 
Katrice's nose.

Katrice was confused by what this was all about, until she felt her 
hands come up to her breasts. Her hands eagerly fondled them, cradled 
them, held them up and pushed them together as if they were the most 
wonderful things in the world to play with. Her fingers wasted no time 
in tickling and teasing her nipples, either. Her hands pinched them, 
flicked them, and rolled them playfully between her fingers. It made her 
gasp hard. Katrice's hands were acting like they loved nothing more than 
playing with her breasts and giving her pleasure through her nipples, 
and they were not going to take "no" for an answer. At least, not from 
Katrice. She would have whimpered if she was able to use her voice. 
Trixie smiled and looked pleased at what Katrice's hands were doing now. 
But she still furrowed her brow and rubbed her chin.

"That's better," Trixie mused, "but something is still missing. Hmm, 
what is it? Think think think!"

Katrice wasn't at all sure what could possibly be missing, but then 
again, she was already far too fixated on her own helplessness and 
humiliation in front of her new Mistress. And she also far too beside 
herself with her own arousal. Her continued failure to regain control 
over herself while her hands remained so playfully eager to fondle her 
breasts and tease her nipples was just making her all the more excited 
and aroused, despite herself. The immense stinging pleasure she was 
getting from it certainly did nothing for her growing arousal over her 
predicament, and she was getting quite aroused despite herself. For the 
moment, such thoughts and feelings certainly drew almost all of her 
attention away from her tired legs and sore feet at least.

Trixie snapped her fingers, which snapped Katrice's attention back 
toward her. Her eyes went wide again and she gave Trixie another 
helpless and pathetic little look. Trixie smiled wide back at Katrice. 
With her hands outstretched before her, Trixie wiggled her fingers as 
she aimed them toward between Katrice's legs. Katrice was pretty sure 
just what this meant, and she caught herself shaking her head no to her 
Mistress. She was immediately afraid that might get her into trouble, 
but Trixie just gave Katrice a playful smile and nodded her head a most 
emphatic yes! Immediately, Katrice felt a growing pressure in her 
bladder, and a moment later she started to pee. It came out forcefully 
and she couldn't stop herself one bit. Her legs and feet invariably got 
splattered and soaked, but that didn't stop them from their mission and 
they continued marching her forward while Trixie happily followed along.

Trixie finally made a satisfied smile. "This is how pee-toys should 
properly act in front of their Queen! You may speak now, doggie!" She 
reached over to gently touch Katrice on her nose, and Katrice felt that 
her tongue started to respond to her will again. She surmised that she 
was free to use her voice again too.

Only Katrice wasn't really sure what to say anymore. She was also much 
too embarrassed, mostly by her own arousal over how helpless she felt 
right then. So the first sounds she made were whimpers and grunts, 
mostly from the stinging pleasure her hands were busy giving her 
nipples. She continued to blush intensely from the feeling of her peeing 
and the pressure in her bladder, which was apparently perpetually full 
now thanks to her Mistress' magick. The feeling of her hands 
occasionally jiggling her breasts in front of her new Mistress while her 
fingers kept her nipples nice and teased didn't help to quell either her 
embarrassment or her arousal.

Trixie looked slightly cross at Katrice, though she didn't appear as 
annoyed as before. She waggled her finger at Katrice and came up so 
close to Katrice's eyes that Katrice had to cross her eyes a bit just to 
try and see her properly. All Katrice could do then was to continue to 
smile weakly at her Mistress as she blushed.

"Now, now! I heard my pee-toy call out to me in her dreams, and that is 
why I am here! Pee-toys should not be afraid to tell their Queens what 
is on their mind, no no no!"

  If Katrice thought she looked silly walking down a road while holding 
her nose, that was nothing compared to how she figured she must appear 
now. She found the constant stings of pleasure that her fingers were 
eagerly giving her nipples, coupled with the pressure from between her 
legs and her inability to stop herself from peeing to be all so 
wonderful and embarrassing at the same time to such a degree that it was 
nearly impossible for her to really concentrate. It even took her a 
moment to realize just what Trixie had just said. That WAS Trixie that 
had entered into her dreams. That was what must have woke her up in the 
first place. It was why Trixie was with her right now at all. Still, 
that make her feel any less timid, and she was still a bit afraid to 
really many any kind of request. But her Mistress was looking at her 
expectantly now. Katrice would probably get into some real trouble if 
she didn't say something right then.

"I... nnngh... I-I was tired and I was lonely, Miss Trixie. I uhm... I 
m-missed y... uhm... I missed being p-played with? Uhm... and my feet 
were tired and I wanted to rest. I'm sorry I tried to make myself stop!"

Trixie fluttered over to place her tiny little hand in the space between 
Katrice's eyes. For that moment, Katrice felt a sudden and relaxing wave 
of calmness overcome her. It made her smile, and she soft giggle for it. 
"Aww, my poor little pee-toy missed being played with!" she said in her 
teasingly playful sing-song voice. "And your poor poor tired footsies! 
Just 'cause you can't stop! I bet it turns you on, though!" Trixie gave 
Katrice a playful smile as she winked to her. Katrice blushed again and 
made a weak smile of her own.

Trixie fluttered away a bit as she examined Katrice's feet, which were 
still dutifully marching her forward for this entire time. Trixie then 
zipped away a bit, looking as if she were scouting the road ahead. 
Trixie's little glowing body seemed to vanish into the darkness after 
she got a past a certain distance. Katrice was having a bit of a hard 
time figuring out exactly how long she was seemingly alone again. Though 
this time she didn't feel as alone, as she had her Mistress' magick to 
keep her company; magick that was making her hands play with her breasts 
and tease her nipples and making her ceaselessly pee while her feet 
continued to carry her forward. She was also still enjoying the 
lingering calm Trixie had just given to her. It made her feel blissfully 
controlled, and for however long Trixie was gone, Katrice didn't feel so 
bad about her tired legs and sore feet. She continued to giggle, whimper 
and gasp.

After such a blissful eternity of what might have been a dozen seconds 
or maybe several minutes, Trixie came zipping back up to Katrice. "Come 
this way!" she said, as if Katrice had a choice in the matter, which was 
enough to make her blush. "There is a spot up ahead where my pee-toy can 
rest her tired footsies!"

Katrice couldn't tell if she was being made to follow Trixie now, or if 
she was still being made to follow the road she was still on. Mostly, 
that was because both of those were in the exact same direction. It 
wasn't until Trixie stopped in front of big rock by the side of the road 
that Katrice could tell the difference. Her feet carried her right up to 
the rock, and then her body turned around, and she was made to sit down 
on it. It felt smooth and well worn on her behind, maybe because it was 
used by every other traveler on that road for resting. She let out such 
a blissful sigh as she felt immediate relief from her tired feet and legs.

"Oh gods, t-thank you Miss Trixie!"

Trixie said nothing, but she did transform into her four-foot tall 
version of herself in a flash of sparkling light. Trixie then sat 
herself down the ground, cross-legged and right in front of Katrice. She 
reached out Katrice's feet then, and at that same moment, Katrice felt 
her feet reaching out to meet Trixie's hands halfway. "That's a good 
puppy," Trixie said while she gently plopped both of Katrice's feet into 
her lap. She took Katrice's right foot into both of her hands and 
started to give it a properly magickal massage with them. At the same 
moment, Katrice's hands gently let go of her breasts, but continued to 
hold themselves in front of them while they continued to swirl around 
her nipples and tease them. The combined sensations from Trixie's hands 
on her feet, her own fingers on her nipples, her continued incessant 
peeing, and Trixie's words made her cry out in such helpless pleasure. 
Even the scent of her own pee was intoxicatingly sweet and spicy to her 
nose. She tilted her head back and she made several gasps, moans and 
whimpers.

"My cute darling puppy pee-toy puppet," Trixie sang while she 
methodically massaged Katrice's foot. Katrice could feel her foot 
flexing and her toes splaying out, but she was not in direct control of 
them at all. It was still Trixie's magick that was making her feet 
behave the way they were. She didn't so much blush this time for the way 
Trixie addressed her as she let out another cry of wonderfully orgasmic 
and helpless pleasure. She hadn't realize just how much she had missed 
this; missed having almost no control over her entire body while feeling 
such wonderful pleasure. She'd forgotten how much she had missed this 
kind of attention.

"Mmm-hmm, just let it all out, puppy!" Trixie giggled right after she 
said that, and Katrice made an embarrassed smile. Trixie was teasing her 
a little bit about her incessant peeing. That was something that she 
never really explored very much with her old Master. She only first 
experienced it to such an intense degree when the imps played with her. 
But they were sloppy and careless about the way the controlled her. 
Trixie was much much better at it, and Katrice felt so wonderful to be 
controlled by someone like her!

"Aaaaungh oh gods I love you so much Miss Trixie!"

"Heehee, I know you do sweetie!" Trixie giggled.  "And I love love love 
my little puppy pee toy!" She smiled and winked up to Katrice. "Even if 
she is naughty and tries to tell herself to stop walking!"

Katrice gently bit her bottom lip and whimpered. "I-I am s-sorry, Miss 
Trixie! I didn't know how it worked, h-honest!" She shook her head and 
gave Trixie the most sorry look she could. She loved the attention she 
was getting so much, and she couldn't bear the thought that she was 
disappointing her Mistress in any way!

"Told you, there were rules!" Trixie said a bit distractedly, as she was 
busy right then letting Katrice's right foot down upon her lap so that 
she could pay some equal attention to Katrice's left foot, which was 
already obediently placing itself into Trixie's expectant hands. "Poor 
puppy pee toy puppet needs to learn the rules!" Trixie smiled up at 
Katrice while she playfully but gently pinched and wiggled Katrice's big 
toe with her fingers. At the same moment, Katrice's fingers pinched her 
nipples more tightly and started to tug on them. Katrice let out a hard 
gasp and a long cry as her pain mingled with her pleasure, and her 
humiliation and helplessness mingled with her arousal and excitement.

"Aaaaunnnngh oh gods I'm sorry I'm sorry!" Katrice panted. What few 
parts of her body that even still listened to her at all were and 
writhing while the rest of her remained obediently seated on the rock, 
in front of her Mistress. Trixie giggled wildly for a while, looking to 
enjoy the spectacle that was her new toy in action. Katrice's fingers 
didn't stop pinching and tugging on her nipples until Trixie let go of 
her big toe. Eventually, Trixie pulled Katrice's left foot up in order 
to give her toe a gentle kiss, and Katrice's fingers went back to more 
gently teasing her nipples and swirling around them in a slow and 
playful fashion. She whimpered and blushed and smiled weakly to her 
Mistress.

"You are so gosh-darned cute when you can't stop yourself! I can't stay 
mad at my cute little pee-toy puppy!" Trixie gently let Katrice's left 
foot back down, after massaging it for several minutes. With both 
Katrice's feet in Trixie's lap, she started to work on massaging them 
both simultaneously. Katrice still had no control over them, and her 
feet remained calmly in her Mistress' lap. Katrice's hands jiggled her 
breasts a little, as her hands became a bit more playful in their 
efforts to keep her nipples well teased. It kept her gasping, whimpering 
and whining all the while. The way Trixie smiled while she hummed a 
gentle tune as she continued to work on Katrice's feet, it seemed that 
Trixie was quite pleased with her pet's reaction.

Despite how good she felt under Trixie's magickal control, Katrice was 
still feeling a bit too timid to really ask her anything more. She 
really wanted to, though. There were a lot of questions she still had! 
She gently bit her bottom lip and let out a bit of a frustrated grunt 
while she tried to summon the courage to speak again. Meanwhile, the 
actions of her fingers flicking her nipples, which were quite erect from 
such attention, was more distracting to her than ever. And the intensity 
of the sensation of her perpetually full bladder, which felt like an 
equally perpetual presence in her body,  had long since worked its way 
into her mind. So too was the feeling of Trixie's small, gentle and warm 
hands on her bare feet, which she couldn't control any more than her 
hands. All of her sensations were conspiring to make her feel so good to 
be so helpless. Katrice had rolled her eyes upward, and she was making 
soft cries and whimpers of pleasure.

The sweet melody that Trixie was humming started to sound even more 
beautiful than before, to Katrice. The sound of it felt so wonderful all 
by itself, let alone while Katrice was already under her Mistress' 
spell. Such enchanting music sent such a shiver throughout her body. 
Wherever "home" was, Katrice was sure that Trixie's song was a part of 
it, and she immediately wished to get happily lost in there. Gentle, 
glowing whisps of magick flowed from Trixie's hands as she sang, and 
continued to massage Katrice's tired feet. And Katrice could feel a 
pleasurable tingling coming up from the soles of her feet where Trixie's 
fingers were pressing was slowly traveling up through the rest of her 
body. When that wonderful tingling reached up to between her legs, it 
started to feel like someone was both tickling and pleasuring her there. 
Katrice tossed her head back and gasped sharply when the sensation 
overtook her. Thankfully, most of her body was still in her Mistress' 
control, and so she was barely able to twitch and writhe, and her feet 
remained obediently on Trixie's lap and in her hands. When the tingling 
reached up to her hands, she could feel them giving her nipples another 
playful tug, and this time it shot a twinge of such intense pleasure 
through them that she'd never even thought was possible! Katrice's cries 
of helpless passion got much louder, and she felt like she was going to 
explode with beautiful, wonderfully helpless pleasure! But more than 
that, Katrice could hear that her own cries, despite being purely her 
own reactions to the wonderful, wonderful pleasure she was being given 
by her Mistress, were in perfect time and sync to Trixie's humming. It 
was such a gentle reminder of how much control Trixie had over her right 
then, and how lucky and blessed she was that someone wanted to play with 
her, and possess her.

Katrice tried very hard to look down at Trixie, but it was already quite 
difficult for her to even pretend to concentrate on anything as every 
part of her body was filled with such magickal pleasure. She could see 
that even the pee coming out of her had started to shimmer and sparkle, 
and just the sight of such a silly thing made her blush a bit and 
giggle. Katrice still feeling plenty of wonderful tingling throughout 
her entire body, but it was all focusing between her legs. It was as if 
that tingling was alive and it was having its way with her clitoris, 
seeing how exposed it already was in the night air while she had no 
control over herself. She also felt a blissful warmth in her feet and 
hands while neither of them were bothering to listen to her will, as it 
should have been! The escalation of Katrice's pleasure was in perfect 
time to Trixie's song. When Trixie's voice lilted into a sweet sounding 
crescendo of an ending, so too did Katrice cry out loudly as she was 
suddenly possessed by a powerful and mind numbing orgasm that held her 
in its grip of sweet, blissful and wonderfully helpless pleasure for 
gods knows how long. Katrice lost all sense of anything else, save for 
the knowledge that it was her Queen and Mistress who was making her feel 
this way, and that was good and wonderful! It was, too!

Trixie's magick was affecting Katrice from so many places at once now 
that she felt herself quickly getting pushed over the edge into a sweet, 
orgasmic oblivion. A part of her was still vaguely aware that she was 
sitting on a rock, and that part of her vaguely pondered why she didn't 
feel at all uncomfortable to be sitting there with her back arched and 
her legs outstretched. Of course, the answer was simple. Katrice didn't 
have to even have to think about how her body was posturing itself, 
because it was rightfully obeying her Mistress' magick. Katrice was free 
to abandon all thought and reason to such wonderful and helpless 
pleasure. She lost herself to the feeling of her Mistress' hands on her 
feet, as Trixie continued to thoughtfully massage them. She lost herself 
in the feeling between her legs, as Trixie's magick kept her with a full 
bladder and kept her perpetually peeing, and she could feel the tingles 
of magick that were playfully teasing her clitoris. She lost herself in 
the feeling of her hands being made to tease her nipples, and how her 
fingers were pinching and tugging on them, and how she had absolutely no 
control over that. She lost herself to the sound of her Mistress' voice, 
which made her feel so safe, content and happy.

It was only when Trixie finally sang the right notes of music that 
Katrice finally felt every last part of her sink into that wonderfully 
kinky void of ecstasy. Her body exploded with pleasure as her orgasm, 
fueled by Trixie's magick, had its way with her for a while. She let out 
such a long cry of such wonderful, helpless pleasure that she had no 
choice but to feel. It was good that she could not stop it. It was good 
that she could never stop herself, because her Mistress loved her.

"Aaaaaaaauuuunngh yes! YES! YES! Ooooooh gods I can't stop! I can't stop!"

Trixie had finally stopped singing. She patiently sat there with 
Katrice's feet still on her lap, while she watched Katrice in her throes 
of such a highly orgasmic release of pleasure. Those few parts of 
Katrice's body that weren't already obeying Trixie's magick continued to 
writhe and twitch while every part of Katrice was alight in a brilliant 
explosion of pleasure.

"I love you! I love you! I love you soooooo much! NNNGH!!!"

Katrice felt so happy and wonderful. She wanted nothing more than to 
stay there and forever be under the control of her Mistress, and she 
remained a giddy, giggling, babbling and orgasmic mess for... well, 
Katrice really wasn't sure just how much time had passed! By the time 
that Katrice was able to focus on anything else again, she saw that 
Trixie's eyes were closed, and she was smiling. Trixie's body was 
glowing, but it became less luminous over time as Katrice felt her own 
pleasure slowly subside. Katrice was confused for a moment what was 
happening, but her mind was still too far gone for her to really say 
anything other than how much she loved her Mistress, or how much she 
enjoyed not being able to stop herself. The look on Trixie's face seemed 
to show that she was enjoying each and every word that Katrice was saying.

"Oh gods I hope I get home soon and that you make me pee and play with 
myself forever!" Katrice felt pretty good right then, and for a moment 
she lost all sense of embarrassment over admitting to the things that 
she liked. But only for a moment.

"You will be home soon, puppy! And you will always be my pet. But I know 
you will enjoy the journey, too!"

Trixie winked up to Katrice, and as she spoke, she reached her hands out 
to collect some of Katrice's pee as it came out of her. It was still 
sparkling as if it had been mixed in with Trixie's pixie dust, and it 
still smelled quite sweet and musky to Katrice. That had to have been 
because of her new body, but Katrice could not be sure. All Katrice 
could really be certain of right then was that what Trixie was doing was 
making her blush intensely again.

"Nngh... w... w-what a-are you doing uhm... M-Miss Trixie?" Katrice's 
voice was doubly unstable, from how drained she felt after such a 
powerful orgasm, and from how she felt about Trixie suddenly pulling so 
much attention toward her incessant peeing. That warm and wonderful 
tingling had started to fade, and her feelings of humiliation over 
admitting that she loved to lose control over herself (let alone being 
made to pee) had already started to come back to the surface.

But there she was, being made to pee without stop while her hands 
obsessed over her breasts, and she was unable to do anything about it 
because her body was listening only to the magick that controlled it. 
Before her was the playful pixie that was controlling her body, the very 
type of creature that her old Master had warned her about. She couldn't 
help it now though. She'd fallen in such love over her new Mistress. The 
more she thought about it, the more she realized she wanted nothing but 
to be with her Queen Mistress Trixie, while she teased her nipples and 
peed all day and every day.

Even Katrice's thoughts were embarrassing and humiliating. She closed 
her eyes tightly for a moment and tried not to think so much anymore. It 
didn't help. Trixie's next words helped her even less.

"I'm enchanting your pretty footsies so they'll never get sore again of 
course!" Trixie proudly announced to Katrice. After concentrating on it 
for a moment, she then splashed the collected pee onto Katrice's feet, 
and Katrice felt a soft tingle in them quite immediately. Trixie 
continued to examine Katrice's feet then, as if she were proudly 
admiring something she'd just crafted herself. "I've also made it so 
you'll play with your titties whenever you footsies are being played 
with, since you like that so much!" she helpfully informed Katrice with 
another playful wink.

Katrice bit her bottom lip, and she realized she had been shaking her 
head for a while only when Trixie smiled widely and nodded her head 
back. Katrice's fingers suddenly pinched her nipples a bit more 
forcefully then, as if they were demanding that she pay more attention 
to what they were doing, and that made her look down at her hands and 
her breasts, while she made such a whimper!

"No need to thank your Queen this time, puppy!" Trixie sang. "Remember 
that you have no choice about it, hmm?" Trixie winked and smiled again 
to Katrice. She gently placed Katrice's feet off her lap and back onto 
the ground, and then she slowly stood back up. As she did so, Katrice's 
hands held her breasts and lifted them up a little bit, as if they were 
presenting them for Trixie to inspect. Her index fingers on both of her 
hands continued to tease her nipples.

"Y... y-yes, Miss Trixie!" Katrice replied in her shaky voice, that 
always sounded somewhere between too timid and too aroused. Trixie 
examined Katrice, from her feet all the way up to the tips of her ears, 
and looked quite pleased with Katrice's appearance. She leaned over and 
gently kissed the tip of Katrice's nose, and she giggled when Katrice 
crinkled her nose a bit in response, which kept Katrice blushing with an 
embarrassed smile.

"Now, your Queen needs to be somewhere else, puppy! So your orders are 
to sit here and rest your footsies before you continue on your way, you 
understand?" Trixie was waggling her finger, but her seemingly stern 
look while she stared at Katrice was also coupled with her lilting 
sing-song voice that sounded much too playful.

Katrice nodded her head and continued to blush. Before she could say 
anything on her own though, she felt her voice speak up on its own. 
"Your puppy pee toy understands fully, my beautiful Queen and Mistress!" 
Katrice's voice sounded a lot more certain under her Mistress' control.

In a flash of light, Trixie shrunk down once again to her tiny pixie 
form, and she zipped up into the sky. Katrice turned her head up to 
watch her Mistress fly way, until Trixie looked to be a faint dot of 
light once more. Eventually Katrice could lost sight of her.  She had to 
admit that she felt a lot better, now that her new Mistress had given 
her some love and attention. Why, Trixie had even seen fit to place a 
spell on her! There was a warm and fuzzy feeling in her soul, and she 
felt so safe and secure to be under her new Mistress' spell. She still 
missed her old Master, but she felt that certainty that everything was 
going to be fine again. Even her feet and legs felt fine already, so she 
wouldn't have to rest much longer. Soon enough she would be on her way 
home again!

For a moment, Katrice wondered if, in Trixie's absence, would she regain 
control of herself again. But even after Katrice could no longer even 
see her Mistress in the distance, she still could not stop her hands 
from playing with her breasts and teasing her nipples, she could not 
stop herself from peeing, and she certainly could not make herself stand 
back up. Even minutes later, her hands were still eagerly pinching and 
tugging on her nipples and showed no signs of ever wanting to stop. Her 
back remained "perfectly" arched to keep her breasts proudly thrust out 
for her hands. Her bladder remained intensely full, and by then she'd 
made quite a puddle on the rocky ground beneath her. Despite how much 
this was making her writhe and squirm where she sat, her feet were still 
quite content to remain calmly on the groud, and her rear end refused to 
budge off the rock she was still being made to sit on.

Eventually, that warm fuzzy feeling she'd had started to fade. By then, 
her feet felt just fine and were not sore at all, thanks somewhat to 
resting but mostly to her Mistress' magick. She really missed Trixie's 
presence then, because she once again felt entirely uncertain. There was 
no sign at all that her legs would even listen to her again, or her 
hands, or her bladder. She closed her eyes and whimpered softly as she 
felt her pee being made to gush out of her without end, and as it 
splashed against the rock she was sitting on, and splashed on her legs 
and feet. She made a sharp gasp as her fingers pinched her nipples 
again, and playfully tugged on them. She tilted her head back and let 
out such a long, pleasure filled and helpless cry.

Katrice was going to be stuck where she was for a while, and she didn't 
know for how long.

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