Please excuse me for all the mistakes I made when I first posted chapter1. I do have a direction I want this story to go in and am really focused on the future of this story instead of where it is at now, which is why I for example forgot about Thomas being tied. I hope I have fixed everything in the revised post 🙂
Hello people. This is my first story of its kind so please be helpful and help me and the story get better by leaving constructive feedback in the comments down below. Also, this story is fictional, so please don’t go saying that this is impossible, because I know it is 🙂
The main storyline is set in the Netherlands, because that’s the country I know the most about.
Also, I do know some things about Latin (which is where the spells are coming from), but it has been about 1 ½ year since my last class, so I use google translate to get the spells.
And lastly, I’m sorry that there isn’t any sex in this chapter, but I am building up to it and getting some base lore kind of stuff ready 🙂
This is really the last: The chapters of this story will be short, but I do that so that I can release multiple chapters a week, which is what I am planning on doing. I plan on making this story very long and any input is more than welcome and will be taken into consideration.
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Chapter 1 – The first lesson

Hello, my name is Thomas and until a little while ago I thought cheating was a thing you could only do in video games, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. It all started two weeks ago at the start of the summer holidays when my friend Ashley called me to ask if I wanted to come over. Since it was already about 4PM I was a little hesitant (normally if she wanted to do something it would take the whole day and she’s ask early), but since we were good friends I accepted her offer anyway and grabbed my bike (in the Netherlands you’re not allowed to drive a car until you’re 18 years old) and went on my way to her house. We lived in the same city, but it was still a good 15 minutes ride to her house.
This is as good a time as any to describe myself as I was back then. I was a 16 year old boy and about 6 foot 2 inches tall. I didn’t look all that good and didn’t have girls chasing me, though I did sport a nice seven inches, which is pretty good*.