Haha, what a story Loki!

One slipup, one small moment of confusion, had been enough. What had been an almost routine dive into a new Tempest had ended with a duel between Fjorm, and... Fjorm? The summoner had wondered how this could be, but with the many different versions of Askr out there in the wider world he just rolled with it.

In hindsight he should have paid more attention, a situation like that was explosive as can be. When one Fjorm fell, he had assumed the friendly one had won. Instead, he'd taken an enemy back home and allowed her to enter the castle with no resistance at all.

Needless to say he now regretted it as he saw the figure of "Fjorm" loom over him. He hadn't had a moment's rest last night, as the supposed princess of ice had sneaked into his room. Thinking nothing of it, he had simply talked with her at his bed's side. All went well until a hand covered his mouth, pushing him back down onto the bed. He'd tried to scream in confusion, but she'd blocked most sound out. Getting on top of him, she pinned him down, before putting on finger on her lips.

"If you remain quiet I won't hurt you. Or your friends, for that matter," the woman said. The initial threat didn't do much, but the second one got him to stop struggling.

She took her hand off his mouth, giving him a chance to get a question in. "Why are you doing this...?" he whispered, afraid that talking too loudly would get him into deeper trouble.

Wordlessly, the fake Fjorm made the spear on her back change shape. What was once a golden spear with a tip of ice was now a staff of gold and silver, the tip encrusted with an... amethyst? The summoner had never been particularly good with these sorts of details, but that was the least of his concerns right now. It took him a moment, but he realised where he'd seen that weapon before.

As he gasped in surprise he wanted to go shout and alert the others, but such thoughts were interrupted by a round object being shoved into his mouth. "That's not happening, dear," she said, smiling as Loki revealed her true form. The summoner groaned and thrashed as the blonde lady's hair grew and became a reddish purple, but she did not budge. In fact, she seemed to enjoy the reaction. Wordlessly she grabbed a coil of rope she had hidden in her dress somehow, and began to attach his arms to the bedposts. Her chest hung uncomfortably close to his face as she did, and he was filled with a strange sense of panic.

Once she was done with his arms she turned around, still sitting on his chest. With her ass in his face he tried screaming again, but she chuckled, noticing something that amused her to no end. "My... I see this is paradise for you." It took a moment for it to register, but the summoner realised he was very erect. He continued thrashing and kicking, now thoroughly ashamed.

Needless to say she put a quick end to that as she grabbed one of his legs, and began repeating what she did with his arms. Once he was thoroughly immobilised she finally got off him, smiling wryly. "It's a shame our little game will have to end for now, but don't worry. You'll come with me soon enough."

She turned around to leave, but then stopped before turning the doorknob. "Oh dear, I almost forgot," she said, blatantly feigning surprise. She produced a small ring and... a strangely thick staff the size of a dagger? With a swift motion she turned around and approached the summoner again, suddenly shoving her hand into his pants. She swiftly slid the ring over his private parts, blocking it thoroughly. The summoner wanted to fight, but was afraid of what would happen if he did in such a vulnerable position.

Once Loki had done this, she took the strange staff and shifted her hands around in his pants, before reaching his backside. She began rubbing his opening gently, before suddenly shoving something in at full force. It wasn't until then that the summoner realised how phallic the staff had been, which had now fully entered him. He blushed and moaned as he realised this, but there was nothing he could do as she began walking toward the door again. Suddenly her hair shrunk significantly, and a few seconds later he could see... himself?

Now wearing robes like his, Loki smiled as she put the hood on. "Hm... it would be a shame if someone misinformed those Askr children, wouldn't it? Having them move out at just the wrong moment... I'm sure none of that will happen, though. See you tomorrow, ta ta."

She opened the door, but then snapped her fingers. The staff activated and began to rumble, rubbing the insides of the summoner. She smiled, knowing he would get constant stimulation with no release until she was back. "Don't forget to enjoy yourself," she added, closing the door and leaving him in the dark. He began to struggle, but this would not last long as his sleep deprivation would kick in sooner rather than later.