The witch could not move at all as the microphone was tossed to one of the many masked students in the auditorium. The modulation and mask prevented Kanoe from knowing who this student was. She did not know any of these people well enough to recognize them through posture or tone.

Once the girl found out her voice was hidden, confidence grew which quickly spreads through the rest of the audience. They knew now they could say whatever they like to this witch and she would never know who it was. What was once a timid response quickly grew into flat out ranting and blantant accusations about her attitude in and out of class.

Being called a slut and whore made Kanoe grit her teeth in anger. The mention of such taunts brought up Claire's name as well which caused her blood to boil. The student was trembling but could not move. The pressure of Natsuki's power kept her kneeling and helpless as the audience continued to lash her with slanders and insults.

The witch could not speak up to defend herself. There was much she could say to the calmer accusations but she knew that would only prolong her punishment. These people are not here to hear her piece, they just wanted a target to throw their anger at. It was not her fault she had no interest in majority of these students. She was not one who fell in love with every student she encountered much less make friends of them. Most of the audience did not know the dangers that were on this island. She did not have time to worry about silly gossip.

Completely helpless in preventing the other students from tossing about these slanders, she could only wait until Natsuki calmed them down. The witch still could not get up from the floor as the mic was brought to her lips. Shutting her eyes, nails dig into the wooden floor in frustration. She did not want to give these people what they want but she had to obey this monster or else.

"I... I am sorry," she said quickly, "I am sorry that I chose to keep to myself. I did not mean to cause harm to any of you. I apologize for being a... bitch. I... I only wanted to be left alone. Please forgive me for acting superior in anyway. Please..." Her body continued to shiver as she forced herself to apologize for not wishing to speak to any of these countless students before her.

Though most did not approve of her apology, it was enough to satisfy Natsuki and that was all that mattered in this little game. Kanoe noticed some students leave. Good, some are starting to get bored. Now if only the majority would do the same.

The dark witch said nothing to Natsuki's comment. She knew humans were cruel to each other especially if they can never receive blame for their actions. It is like those fools who act like jerks over the internet, knowing that no one can stop them from doing so. Her heart sank as she heard the requirements for this to end. Every member of the audience had to leave before this torture was over. This could take all day and night.

Kanoe's face grew paler as the next suggestion was waved before her. No, they could not do this to her! She looked up at Natsuki, her eyes wide. "Please no.." But the being was already reading her fate outloud into the microphone. The audience was just as shocked. Hands rose asking if this was right. But any glimmer of hope that sanity would return to the audience was shot down when Natsuki stated the rules did not apply here.

Those who did not flee from this new power gazed at Kanoe with a new evil glint in their eyes. She knew she was really screwed now. The witch could only look up at Natsuki, hoping for some mercy from the monster. Hearing the sound of rapid footsteps, she turned in time to be tackled and grabbed by three masked students. The being's power kept her from rising to her feet and defending herself as the three women closed in on her like a pack of hungry wolves.

"Let go of me!" she growled, "St-Stop!" The threats went unanswered as the crowd laughed as her blouse was pulled off her body followed by torn pieces of her skirt. When she was lifted to her feet the pressure was no longer there but at this point the three girls had her well held as they relentlessly tore away her uniform and clothes. "Please stop!" she said in a more pleading tone, "Please." Her necklace clatters to the hard wood floor, leaving her completely nude before the audience. Kanoe's cheeks flush in embarassment and anger as everyone gaped at her beautiful body.

Though there were a small few that were shocked and afraid of what was happening, the rest of the crowd cheered and were hungry for more. Kanoe's head hung low, trying to hide her face before the cruel eyes of her audience. She tugged at her bonds but the women held her in place. Her eyes suddenly went wide as she felt something thick and hard push up against her anus. "No!" she cried out in shock. The witch struggled harder but it was no use. She was held in place as little by little, the plug forcing her apart to fit it's size. "Ahhhnnnn! Please no more! I'm sorry!" She screamed as the pressure finally ended, her puckered rear sealing around the other end of the plug. Reaching behind her, she felt a tasseled tail sticking out of her rear now.

Tears began to trickle down her cheeks as she was forced down to her hands and knees. She grunts as a woman sat on her back and began swatting her ass and grinding her heels into the witch's sides. Kanoe whimpered as she began her slow journey around the audience. Her body shook and wobbled whenever someone decided to kick her. The slips of paper crumpled in her hand as she continued to crawl from row to row. All she could see were the eyes looking at her through the masks, looking down at her like she was nothing more than an animal.

After what seemed like an eternity, Kanoe managed to crawl back up onto the stage. She held up a hand of crumpled suggestions, tears dripping onto the smooth wooden floor. "Why.. Why are they doing this to me?" she whimpered. The witch knew why Natsuki would do such a thing or at least she thought she did. But these were students, other humans that were tearing her apart piece by piece. Why did they want to do this to her so badly? "Please," she begged, "Please no more. I don't know what they will do to me next. Please, I'm sorry. I'll try to be a better servant, a better slave. J-Just... Just help me learn... Please.."

She did not want to endure more. She wanted it all to end. Things were going to grow worse as the audience lets forth their most sadistic of desires. The reason she was on the stage was no longer relevant. The students were merely drunk on this power they had over the witch.

Kanoe grunts in pain as the girl kicks and hits her with the silver clasp. She was unsure if she was thankful or not for this task being over. The witch quickly found that she should not be. The next message was covered in sweat and perhaps even her tears. But she made out the jist of it and knew she would not last. Natsuki took the note and seemed have the same thought.

The witch trembled, not moving as she sat on her knees. Her rear still burned from the butt plug that was jammed deep inside her. Every motion of her hips caused the rod to grind against her tight passage in a mixture of pain and some pleasure. But the reason she stopped moving was because she simply stopped fighting it. This audience was not going to stop until they destroy her. She was the witch and they were the angry mob bearing pitchforks and torches.

Tears ran down her cheeks as Natsuki read the slip of paper out loud. This was a task she would not be able to complete. There was no reason to bring Claire into this, she will just let herself break and hope that will be enough for them.

She felt the pressure of Natsuki's power upon her body but it did not matter now. Kanoe had given up. Thinking about how these students could do this to her was nearly enough to drive one to madness. Why was this happening to her? She never did anything so cruel to any of these students. But mob mentality was in control here.

Kanoe sobbed openly as she was taunted and slapped. Loud cries of pain sound through the auditorium as they began to pinch and twist her nipples. She was lifted off the floor and carried to the director's chair. Her body was tied with rope in a painful and awkward position, exposing both her sex and her tail. The woman's entire body trembled as she saw the long carrot coming towards.

"Please... Anyone..." she sobbed softly, looking up at Natsuki, "Save me.." But no help would come. She cried out in pain as the dry carrot pushed deep into her tight slit. The witch could feel the cool carrot grinding against her inner walls, sawing up against the plug inside her body. The thrusts began sending red searing pain through her loins as she was dry fucked with the vegetable. Kanoe continued to beg and plea for forgiveness, sobbing almost incoherently as she was reduced to nothing but a toy for everyone to play with. Slowly her body began to react as the carrot began to soak in her juices making it slide in and out much easier. The woman continued to whimper but now she groaned softly as the rough texture of the carrot brought forth tingling heat and pleasure to her abused passage. "Nngh... No more.. Please..."

Everything was a blur of motion. The dark witch felt hands all over her body. Nails dig into her skin, threatening to tear flesh from bone. Taunts and giggles were muted before her constant screams of agony. She could feel piercing pain from various pens and pencils jabbing into her skin. Kanoe was uncertain if she was feeling blood or sweat dripping down her nude body anymore.

Her entire body burned like fire as rope dragged across her pale skin and hands slap her fact and anywhere they could reach. Kanoe's vision blurred from the tears she continued to shed. They asked her questions, secrets she may only know while others ordered her to denounce her lover. She would not give them that satisfaction. The only words that left her babbling lips were cries of forgiveness and begging for Natsuki to save her. The monster was the only person who could free her from this hell.

The carrot was torn out of her twitching sex. Her muscles ached while her loins yearn for release. Despite the pain, that only made the pleasures all the more pleasing. Her body writhed, trying to lean closer to the kinder touches. But they were careful. She felt her body twitch violently but they would pull away immediately keeping just on the brink while her sanity continued to slip away. The taste of the mushy carrot made her gag but hands forced her to chew it while fingers stroked her throat. She swallow the mixture of juice, blood, and vegetable until it was all gone.

The girls made it into a game. They took bets on how loud and how long they could make the poor witch moan and beg before reaching the breaking point. But of course they never gave her the bliss she desperately desired. Kanoe's eyes began to lose light as the tears continue to stream down her cheeks. She was not being shattered by a monster but by other students, humans. This was the cruelest thing she had ever suffered.

The witch could smell the thick musk of sex upon her face as women grind their hips into her face. She did not resist for a moment. Kanoe began licking and sucking each and every girl in hopes that one would give her bliss. She became a slave, a pet to each and every one of them. Everyone lost count on how many students she sucked off before the teachers stepped in.

Kanoe was dead weight as she was lifted off the floor. Her bindings were adjusted but the witch did not struggle at all. She tried to rub herself but hands quickly grabbed her own, leaving her sex twitching violently. But the two men brought her a small mercy in their own form. She found herself groaning in glee as they layed her over the chair and began to pump their hot sweaty cocks into her mouth and pussy. The witch squealed but sucked wantonly. She climaxed almost instantly as she bucked and ground back into the thrusting hips of the teacher. She did not even notice the camera phones still taking pictures of her ordeal.

Time lost all meaning. She could not see anything in the world anymore. Kanoe's eyes lost all light to them as she layed on the floor hogtied. Marker, semen, and some blood covered her entire pale form from head to toe. Large dildo vibrators hummed and bucked automatically into her sex, ass, and mouth. For all she knew, she was still being fucked by countless students and teachers. Her hell never ended. Half lidded eyes did not waver as she came long and hard again as a shadow took her form. Natsuki had come to save her from the demons in human form. But how much of Kanoe was left?

The humming vibrations that rippled through her teeth and brain as well as her ass and sex came to a sudden end. The feeling of fullness remained as she weakly sucked on the dildo in her mouth. Her hips rocked as if still being pumped by hot sweaty cocks. The cool touch of her mistress caused her body to spasm, trying to withdraw from whoever was taking his or her turn with her now. But the touch remained, holding her in place as she began to feel her bonds being removed.

With her limbs free, she instinctfully curled up on the floor. If it were not for the hand on her already, the witch would have no doubt tried to shrink to the smallest possible size. The fingers carefully removed the straps around her head. The rubber dildo slid from her lips, leaving behind a trail of drool and choking coughs. Kanoe sobbed, making incorherent sounds as she raised her arms to cover her face. The sounds grew fainter as her sore jaw just could not manage to move anymore.

The other dildos were eased out of her body. Her muscles twitched and clinged to the cruel toys but slowly they soon joined the gag far away from where she was. Kanoe's eyes flutter at the sound of Natsuki's voice this time. She whimpered, still sobbing as she weakly reached and dragged herself closer to the sound of the voice. The witch did not notice the bucket at all but could hear the sloshing of water. Her arms wrap around Natsuki's leg as she layed on the floor. This was the source of mercy and kindness. The woman who would free her from this hell.

The scent of lemons and the feeling of heat was already soothing the young student. She continued to blink back tears as her body was finally relaxing though this could be more due to exhaustion than anything else. Kanoe gasped and whimpered from the touch of the heated rag. But slowly her body adapted and the heat and water soon soaked her abused skin. Her ragged breathing slowed to long deep breaths as Natsuki began cleaning her pet.

As the scrubbing grew harder, Kanoe gritted her teeth. A faint whimper escaped her but she did not draw away. In fact her arms clinged tighter to the woman's leg as her back was cleaned of the sweat and marker. Only when guided to sit up, did the witch finally let go and allowed herself to be moved to where she was needed. The water soothed away her wounds and signs of this horrible nightmare. Natsuki's hands worked their way lower. She knew where the rag was going and slowly spread her thighs.

The witch was unsure what to think anymore. This mixture of punishment and kindness was wearing away at her. If... If she performed better, would she experience more of this tender care? Kanoe rested against Natsuki's body as the rag and the being's fingers stroked gently inside her folds. She gasped softly but did not resist. The soft humming and words made the witch quiver and begin to cry again. She nuzzled into what she could to hide her tears.

"I'm.. I'm sorry..." she whimpered, "I'm so sorry... I'll try to be better... I will try. Please... Please be patient with my failings..." The apologizing and begging went on for as long she could manage it. Her body tingled with delight as the rag continued to stroke her tender sex. Juices began to trickle as once sore muscles began to quiver and twitch slightly. Kanoe's body was liking all this but her mind was too focused on her failings and fear to notice.

The strokes of the rag across her sex ended, leaving the area between her thighs aching from the past ordeal and with anticipation of more to come. The warm waters helped her now cleaned body recover as tingles of both pain and relief spread throughout her entire body. Fatigue and exhaustion continued to ebb away the rest of her strength. Still clinging to the woman, she was fully relying on the monster for support at this point.

She blinked slowly but did not move as she felt the cool clasp be lifted from her back. Her hair was freed of the accessory and soon she felt the woman's delicate fingers carefully undo her braid lock by lock. It felt good, soothing even, like fingers playing with someone's hair. The long raven black hair fell over her shoulders and across her back, hiding the numerous welts and bruises her pale skin suffered during this lesson.

Though it was more a suggestion rather than an order, Kanoe took it as an order. She quickly shook her head, tossing her hair as best as her weary body could. The witch quickly grew dizzy from the sudden motion but it seemed to be enough to satisfy the monster. The sudden snap of Natsuki's fingers made her entire body jump as if expecting another immediate order. With the pain less dominant in her senses, she finally noticed the silence and darkness dimming around them. The student did not realize her eyes were drooping as the light grew dimmer.

Natsuki's cool lips made her gasp. The kiss silenced her and made her swoon against the woman's perfect body. The order to sleep went without resistance. She heard her mistress comforting her and dispelling any worries that she may have. At this point, her own pride did not matter. Kanoe was just happy the lesson was over and that she was being taken away from this hell. Her eyes fell completely shut as the woman continued to speak. By the time Natsuki carried her off the stage, the dark witch was completely knocked out. Her arms hung loosely around the monster's body as faint breaths escaped the unconcious student.

Kanoe could barely hide a faint gasp as she was brought back to the present. Being distracted during this ritual was very dangerous and the student quickly focused on catching up on lost words. Luckily, she did not miss much it seemed. With Natsuki's presence now known to the mortal woman, the witch knew what she must do before answering the monster's questions.

The dark witch rose from her chair and quickly moved herself so she could kneel before her mistress. Her eyes remained lowered, gazing at Natsuki's feet as she considered her answers carefully. But Kanoe could not help but scan the being's body as she fell to her knees. Her mistress did not go overly extravagant during their rituals but kept to simple and removable attire. The monster wore a white robe with gold trim. Various gold cords hung from the robes that ended in small bells that chimed lightly when faint motions were made. The robe was tied tightly shut with a silk sash making even the loose fitting robe reveal some of the being's curves and luscious form. The faint aroma of roses invaded the student's senses as she took a deep breath. Her eyes did not dare rise to check the woman a second time but instead focused on the jeweled toe rings that decorated Natsuki's bare feet.

She learned the hard way about all the traps the powerful being tend to throw at her and they were lessons she definitely did not want to repeat. First, she needed to speak of her problems. Her mistress would not believe her if she simply said there had been no problems so she must speak freely while downplaying her issues as insignificant before the monster.

"My studies continue in both my classes and my magic. Classes have been dull as usual, Miss Saika but are necessary for my education. I still struggle in controlling my mana but I feel my power grow and hope it will assist you in tasks in the future," she shivered slightly and bit her lip before continuing, "Other creatures of the island continue to find and take me as their own. They wear me down in both in body and mind but such things are only minor nuisances as I know I am already owned by the powerful and caring mistress I kneel before right now."

She lowered her head as she spoke the last part, giving a bow of respect to the woman as she used the last problem as a method to also compliment her mistress. "You honor me greatly with your presence, Miss Saika. My spirit soars knowing that this night I was found worthy of your coming and hope that I may prove worthy of your potent seed. You have given me a life worth living and revealed how insignificant my existance was before you found me. My heart throbs knowing that few mortals have this luxury of being able to kneel before you as your loyal servant and slave, Miss Saika. You grant me a body that makes the other students on this island gaze upon me with jealousy and envy. But still such a gift of beauty bears no light against the beauty that stands before me now. I bear no regret showing my love and admiration to you, Miss Saika and hope to prove my love and devotion to you this night once more."

Kanoe's breathing had grown much deeper upon finishing. Her cheeks were flushed as her heart pounded rapidly. Countless rituals had long since worn away her resistance. Every taste of the monster's seed only strengthened the bond she had with the powerful being. She could not think of existing without the seed within her. But further more, her body hungered for the being herself. Soon she would be fed and perhaps more. Her body ached and hungered for all her mistress had to offer her.