Ishtar watched as the robed wizard, stood up and studied her. His words made her realized that she would not get out of this without a punishment. It was an honest mistake, why was he being so strict. She didn't dare say that out loud, as that was impolite and he definately would not be in the mood to here it. As his eyes began to glow green, she expected this to be some sort of magical punishment.

She noticed him take of his glove, as if he would be cast a spell that required some dexterity to cast. As she prepared for the spell, she suddenly saw the unspeakable. His fingers rip themselves apart, and tendrils suddenly shot out from each of his fingers at her. Before she could react they wrapped around each of her limbs and around her waist. All she could do was scream. Depsite the red tendrils thinness, they were quite strong as they easily lifted her out of her chair and off the ground. Let me go!!!

Her captor then reveiled his true form by ripping his robe from himself. The form in front of her was covered in scars and arcane runes as his body seemed to contain things that were moving around his body. With the exception of his short silver hair and smart beard, the rest of him looked more like a demon than a person. She could only stammer out her question as she staired into his angry green eyes, W-What are you?

How Valtus enjoyed hearing those fright filled screams as he watched the girl thrash in vain as she tried to free herself. Yanking her arms upwards and pulling her arms over her head the monsters glowing green eyes could be seen wandering up and down her body while his tendrils grip tightened around her. With a sneer and a snarl Valtus responded to the young students protests and cries, his voice rasp with a demonic hiss made even more pronounced now that he had revealed himself truly to her. "Let you go? Why would I do something like that when I haven't yet punished you?" Keeping Ishtar held in place and keeping her off the ground, the naked monstrous creature steps from behind the desk as slowly begins to move closer. No longer obscured by desk, Valtus' cock hangs heavy and thick between his legs swinging with his steps as he comes to a halt to the side of the young student. Even unaroused it was quite large and like the rest of his body covered with runes and other markings, many of which looked painful to have received. He couldn't tell if his Mistress had awakened or not but since she had provided no further instructions he was content to deal with this intruder as he saw fit and it would not be over quickly.

"What am I? That is a good question and perhaps one day you'll have the displeasure of learning that answer for yourself." The skin under his free hand began to swell and squirm as if more of those tendrils had begun to move once more, sliding up to his finger tips before bursting free as had the others. With a graceful flick of his hand, the tendrils intertwine, wrapping around themselves as they form a much thicker and knotted cord that sits resting upon the ground beside the man leading back up into his fingers. Lifting his arm into the air, the tendril hung down like a whip waiting to be cracked as he brought his arm forward sharply and let the knotted cord strike against the girls back, tearing her shirt in two easily as it hits her. Such was the level of supreme control and practiced skill the man's lash only leaves a thin painful red welt running down the girls flawless back.

It was now that Lexi had chosen to feed, focusing on Ishtar while drawing out all of her emotions and feelings, heightening them so that she could more readily drink of that bountiful energy. Her fear, anger, pain and whatever else she might have felt would intensify flooding her senses as her twisted servant began his work. She knew how Valtus worked. He was slow, methodical and absolutely loved tormenting those that had fallen into his hands. Pain might have come first but after a time he would switch to pleasure and before long the two would be mixed trapping the girl in a world of blissful pain or painful bliss. Though if Valtus did get to carried away she would likely have to step in, either way was going enjoy the meal her servant was helping to provide her for now.

Ishtar felt the tendrils tighten around her. Her arms suddenly were pulled into the air as they were bound together by the tendrils. With her arms being held up in the air like this and her legs pinned in place, she could no longer even struggle. Ishtar gawked at her tormentor's giant member. It was covered in runes and other markings as if they were burned on him. She could only imagine what that kind of torture did to his mind.

As she watched in fear as he approached, she saw his free hand begin to bubble. Like before, the fingers broke apart in a disturbing manner as tendrils shot forth. However, he flicked his hand and the tendrils wrapped themselves together forming a makeshift whip. Before she could say anything, he lifted his arm into the air. A noise shot through the air like a thundercrack. Aaah!! Ishtar felt the painful sting of whip lash as down her back. A breeze blew on her back letting her know that the whip had destroyed her blouse in the back.

Valtus sneered even more as he listened to the girls cry of pain and surprise from his first strike. The dulcet tones of her voice ringing out inside of the small room as her blue hair splashed outwards cascading about her as she thrashed within the rubbery tendrils unyielding and pulsating hold pleased him. He had purposefully not struck the woman very hard, seeking only to tear her clothing as he had and give her but a small taste of that which was yet to come. Keeping her held up in place in spite her best efforts the demonic wizard walked behind the girl, leaving her sight as he playfully cracked the whip upon the ground, letting its snap and the crack of it striking the floor fill the air. It didn't matter if his Mistress was awake or not at this point and wouldn't until she gave him an order. He doubted she would have failed to notice the most recent activities around her even if he could not sense such being the case. Bringing his arm back once more Valtus brings the thick mass of tendrils forward once more as his swift strike falls down upon the side of her waist and running downwards over her thigh, tearing the side of her skirt open and leaving once more another angry red welt running down where the whip had struck. Valtus was going to strip her naked, piece by piece with each successive blow. The creature kept his strike roughly the same as the last as she was new to him and he hadn't yet learned all he wanted to of her body before he really poured on the heat.

"We haven't even really begun your punishment yet little girl, I'd think you best save all that energy you are wasting for what yet lay ahead of you." Valtus taunted, his cruel anger replaced but a dark amusement as he hissed at her once more. Taunting though he may have been there was a level of seriousness to his advice. Valtus may have derived a great measure of satisfaction and pleasure from his work but having been in such a position before he it was a lesson hard learned. Of course, he had offered that advice to her because he didn't want his prize or his fun to give out so quickly, he wanted her defiance, her rage and anger but he would settle for her fear or suffering. Had she disappointed him and shown she was unable to handle his initial treatment while removing her clothing he would have to take other steps to ensure that she would remain not only awake, aware but alert of every single thing that he was doing and going to do to her. Ever unaware of his Mistresses influence, Lexi continued to drink and feed off the young witches emotions and feelings. Enhancing each of those emotions as they tumbled about inside of Ishtar like a kaleidoscope while making her body even more sensitive to every little sensation around her, where even the old lantern's fiery light seemed to give off a heat that rolled over Ishtar's body. The last few fibers of her skirt held on valiantly as they slowly began to tear, pulling apart as the girls skirt finally fell down her legs and left ruined upon the floor.

The tendrils locked around Ishtar's ankles slowly begin to tug, politely trying to coax the girls legs apart before just out right over powering her and spreading them. Valtus' glowing green eyes lewdly shifted up and down her body, coming to a rest on her panties and her taut behind as he gave the floor another solid crack of his whip.

Ishtar now struggled a bit more now that she felt the pain subside a little. Still the tendrils held firm. As the wizard walked behind her, she heard the whip crack again and she yelped in expectation of a strike. She sighed a bit in relief as she didn't feel a strike. But then another strike hit on her waist and down her thigh. She yelped in pain as she felt her thigh stinging from the hit.

The pain was somehow acting as a focusing device as she could feel the world around her. She could feel the heat of the latern that was lighting the room. She could feel her skirt struggling to stay together, before falling apart from the earlier whip strike. As she looked down, she could see her skirt fall away to the floor, reveiling her pink peach flower-themed panties. A wave of fear came over her as she realized what he had planned. No, please no! Don't do this!

As she said that, she could feel the tendrils wrapped around her ankles begin to pull her legs apart. She struggled to keep them together, but the tendirls were way too strong. As her legs were spread apart, she heard another whip crack. She twitched as she could only imagine what was coming next.

Valtus could feel each of the young woman's movements as she struggled to free herself from those tendrils holding her off the ground with her arms trapped up over her head while her legs were spread evenly apart. Few things could have stopped him from carrying out his punishment of this inquisitive witch and her pleading words were not among them. The tendrils coiled together stemming from his hand as they hung towards the ground began to lift upwards, shifting and snaking there way as the demonic creature pressed it against the inside of her legs and ever so slowly let the knotted tentacle rub against that smooth and sensitive skin. Valtus was content with taking his time as the tendril moved up against her, making sure there could be little doubt where it would eventually find itself. Nearly a minute it took as Valtus pressed the whips body between her legs, letting the knotted texture grind back and forth against her panties and the hidden flower underneath them. He kept his pacing slow as the tendril pushed back and forth against her, twisting ever so slightly to push the ridges of its knotted mass against her covered sex. Yanking his whip away with a sharp pull he cracks the whip down onto her once more, letting the cruel instrument bite down against her shoulder and tearing the sleeve to her blouse ripping and further destroying her clothing as it bites down into her flesh.

Laughter is the only response he gave her. A wicked laugh of sinister madness echoing off the walls and drowning out even the young girls cries. Twisting her body around to face him, Valtus pulled the tendrils wrapped around her wrists tighter, forcing her to arch her back and push her chest out towards him. Wordlessly he lashes out once more with the whip, the tip narrowly missing her flesh as it darts between her breasts as he sheers the front in half, leaving the torn fabric hanging open. The tendril whip splits apart, each cord spreading out along the ground as his sneer reforms upon his face, "You haven't been punished nearly enough for your trespass little witch..." Valtus hisses at her as the tendrils lift themselves from the floor, two of them grabbing the sides of her cute flowery panties as they pull upwards upon them and tightening them against her body so that the outline of her sex would become clearly pronounced. Two others press to her belly, letting them warm yet rubbery hide wiggle against her soft skin as they worked to pull the torn and ruined fabric to the side so that he could get a better look at her body. Lexi's feeding only made those subtle sensations all the more terrible, enhancing them as she was the girls very emotions so that she could more readily devour the energy that was created by them. The girl really hadn't done anything in Lexi's eyes to deserve or have earned her servants attention but as he was acting as the current guardian she wasn't about to interrupt him or waste any of her energies on summoning something new to play with the girl. For now she would just enjoy the show and see exactly what her servant had in mind for this poor girl.

Ah! No...please! She could feel something begin playing between her legs. As it rubbed against her flower, she moaned as the pleasure she felt was more than she expected. Even through her panties it was an intense felling as it moved slowly back and forth. It seemed like an eternity until the tendrils shot away. She heard another crack and she yelped as the whip came down and destroyed a sleeve as it came down on her shoulder.

She heard the sinster laughter seem to come from everywhere as the wizard circled around her. The tendrils wrapped on her wrist pulled her arms back, forcing her to push her chest out towards him. She closed her eyes as saw a whip descend on her....but then nothing. She looked down and saw that her blouse had been ripped in half in the front. A little bit further down on the ground she saw the whip lying there borken into five tendrils. However as he hissed his comment, they came to life. Two of them immediately show up to her panties and yanked them as high as they could. She was sure that giving him a camel's toe whether she wanted to or not. The other two came up to her belly and began to explore her body. She could feel the rubbery warm tendrils begin to pull her ruined halves of her blouse away slowly exposing her body and her breasts to the demonic beast in front of her. She had never been so scared in her life and she knew this wasn't the worst of it yet.

The demonic wizard hadn't missed Ishtar's moans of pleasure when he had teased at her covered sex nor the how her body reacted to each strike he let fall upon her body. Unaware that Lexi was feeding upon the girl or even upon him, Valtus simply chalked the girls heightened sensitivity up to his own good fortune and how he was going to enjoy pulling each and every moan or scream from those sweet lips. "Such a naughty student, moaning like that. It isn't punishment if you enjoy it is it?" The red tendrils moving up her body continue to pull away the tattered remains of her blouse before finally pushing up against her breasts and wiggling underneath the young girls bra before coiling around them like twin serpents, squishing and rubbing their rubbery bodies firmly against them. Having pulled her pink panties flush against her the last tendril presses itself between that forced camel toe and begins to rub back and force, twisting as it slides between her fully outlined sex lips. Stepping closer, Valtus brings himself a few feet from the girl now and looks up at the girl suspended in the air. His flesh ripples once more, shifting and moving about as two thicker tentacles burst forth from the palms of his hands, dripping with a clear ooze as they extend out onto the floor.

Yanking her downwards Valtus shoved the young restrained student against the oak desk, forcing her to bend over against it. As soon as she is in place the first of the newest tentacles springs to life, arching back as it comes down with a jarring force and strikes against her rear. The tip of the tentacle is all that lands, slicing through her panties and leaving an angry deep red mark across her backside. The tendrils holding her panties pull out to the sides roughly tearing her panties off of her and discarding them. Never once did his other three tendrils stop as they massaged against her firm bosom while the rubbed back and forth between her now very much exposed slit, pushing against her harder as it writhed. It had been so long since he had been able to enjoy the feel of a woman's soft skin or even the exhilaration of joy that came from over powering them and using their bodies for his own ends. Such excitement, promise and lust caused his large member to swell in size as it grew hard easily growing to over a foot in length as he brought the thicker tentacle back down against her rear once more, this time letting the side of the appendage smack against her tender flesh, spanking her. "Why should I stop? Are you going to make me with that magic of yours? Are you even a witch worthy of my time!?" Venom and anger flaring at every word, driven into his demonic state his own feelings would no longer be able to be held back. Valtus was able to freely move about, his tendrils holding her in place as he walked to the side of the desk and making sure he stayed in the girls sight.

Ishtar felt the wizard's red tendrils they search for her orbs. They eventually found their targets underneath her bra. She could feel the rubbery serpants could around her twin mouns and begin to massage her breasts. Oh! Meanwhile the last of the tendrils began to press to rub slowly against her flower. Even through the limited protecting of her panties, she could feel her flower respond to the attention it was getting. She moaned softly.

That seemed to excite the wizard, as his demonic form moved to closer. Inhumanly, she saw his palms split open as a thicker tentacle emerged from each hand. The tentacles appeared to have a clear ooze and they each made a wet thump on the floor. However, before she could do anything, her body was jerked forward and thown onto the oak desk.

With her bent over the body the desk, her butt stuck out at the the ashen wizard. She yelped as almost immediately one of the larger tentacles hit her in the on her rear. She could her panties rip as the tendrils holding her panties pulled them apart and threw them away from her body. Her breathing got heavier as her nether lips were now being massaged unprotected from the tendril. As she closed her eyes in reaction to her flower's slow bloom, her eyes suddenly shot open. She yelped again as the larger appendage slapped her on her rear.

As she lay before him, she could hear his angry rage as he was disappointed in her inablility to do use her magic. She was spend magically, and knew she would not be able to cast another spell. Even if was able to, she would need a free hand to do it. Still the comment had struck a nerve, she looked around desperately for a item nearby she could reach with her fingers. As she did so, she renewed her fight to get free.

Valtus grinned manically as the girls struggles were renewed, watching as she grasped and struggled desperately for anything within her reach that his tendrils would allow her to get her hands upon. Pleased to see some defiance and fight in captive he laughed loudly once more before bringing the side of his slime covered tentacle back down upon her pert backside with loud slap. Holding her hands together at the wrist with the two thin red tendrils, there was little Ishtar could have reached bent over the desk as she was. Of the five tendrils holding her down Valtus no longer needed the one wrapped around her waist and pulled it free. Letting the warm appendage slither down her back it quickly squirmed between the cheeks of her red and tightly clenched ass as the small tip nudged forcefully against her tiny puckered hole. Her struggles did little to stop the other tendrils continuing to molest her young body as those around her breasts coil even tighter, shifting and squeezing with there every touch and forcing her to arch her back while ever held down against the hard oak desk. "Is this the measure of those that practice the Arts these days? I must say, I am disappointed Ishtar...so I suppose I'll have to satisfy myself with that sweet body of yours." The silver haired demon wizard taunted, his words punctuated with another hard slap of his tentacle down onto the struggling girls rear. The small cord between her legs twisted and ground itself against her rapidly moistening womanhood, spreading those lips as it drags back and forth against her sensitive nether.

The tendrils trapping her ankles begin to pull at them once more gradually growing in strength and eventually over coming even the young students best efforts to resist them. "Maybe if you beg me for mercy I'll consider leniency for this unwelcome invasion." Valtus continued to allude to being the room's Master but dared not actually make such the claim directly. Lexi tended to be a bit particular about somethings and the last thing he wanted to do was upset his Mistress over something so minor. With a few steps he brought himself to a stop directly behind her, his enormous cock standing erect as he looked down over her body. The two large tentacles shivered with the wizards own anticipation as he nearly couldn't wait to start the real fun. The longer he went, the harder it became to restrain himself and no just give in completely to those demonic urges. The smaller tendril between her legs moved away, though the relief was only temporary as the tip of the red tendril opened into a small mouth as it snaked downward and latched onto her tiny pearl, wiggling and pinching as it began to suckle at her clit. "Well Ishtar, I'm waiting." Valtus wasn't going to make it easy on her knowing how sensitive her body was, though still not realizing that in part it was due to the feeding of his Mistress.

As much Ishtar struggled, she could get her arms free. Her hands also could not find anything nearby of any use. And for her efforts she got a slimy slap on her butt from one of the larger tentacles. She yelped in reaction.

She could feel the tendril wrapped around waist loosened its grip. It unwrapped itself around her waist and began to move down her back. It quickly found her fanny and began to burrow looking for the only unmolested hole in her nether regions. Ah! Her gasp had revealed that the tendril had found its mark.

She could feel her breast swell under the tendrils that were coiled around them. As the tendrils squeezed, she instictively arched her back. She could feel her nether lips get wet from the prolonged attention they were getting from the tendril still working on them. Her breating got heavier as she shivered from the pleasure coming from her blooming flower. His taunt and a slap from one of the tentacles brought her back to reality.

Then she could feel her legs being spread further apart by the tendrils wrapped around the ankles. She refocused her efforts to resist the strong tendrils, but it was vain. She could here the wizard ask her to beg for leniency. As he did so, she could see him move out her line of sight and her hearing let her know he was behind her. The tendril working her flower with drew giving a bit of relief.

But it was a lie, the tendril struck out and dove into her flower biting into her clit, suckling for what is worth. As he asked her for answer, all she could was let out a loud moan. AAAHH!!!

The swinging lantern cast the monstrous image of the dark wizard along the wall in front of Ishtar, letting her see his shadowy outline as all the different tendrils and tentacles moved about him. "Is this how one begs for forgiveness and mercy these days!? By lewdly and shamefully moaning like a slut?" Valtus continued to taunt, uncaring that between his efforts and the unknown efforts of his Mistress what the girl was experiencing that she hadn't been able to answer. The tendril latched firmly onto her clit toothlessly nibbled on the sensitive nub as suckled, twisting and pulling ever so slightly every time that it clamped down. Every so often the thin red cord would nudge forward letting its tip press down against the girls delicate rosebud nearly pushing itself inside as it wiggled violently against the tiny hole. Even with that tendril in place it didn't stop the cruel wizard from bringing down one of the larger tentacles against her reddening backside as another hard SLAP cracks down against her, shoving her body forward and into the desk and causing those tendrils coiled around her breasts to shift and tighten from the movement itself. Had Valtus not been under the effect of his Mistresses feeding he would have long since figured out that she had become involved and that it was her feeding that was enhancing this young witches reactions. As things were, Valtus was consumed by his malicious desires and deep demonic urges driving his focus to remain solely upon his captive and the dark delights that awaited him.

Holding her bent over the desk with her legs spread, the demonic wizard stepped closer moving between her legs as he pressed his massive member against her sex, shifting his hips and letting the large swollen tip of his cock grind against those tender lips of her moistened flower. "I think maybe I've already been to lenient with you..." Without even needing to move his hand, the large tentacle whips downwards against her soft skin driving her down onto the sturdy desk and leaving another red welt down covered in slime down her pale perfect back. Pulling the red cord away from her rear, he instead replaces it with the other dripping tentacle, letting the tip drive against it much harder than the other as it begins to stretch the tiny hole open and around its girth. "Anything to say now Miss Rocha? If you aren't sorry yet...I promise you...you will be." Valtus didn't care if she begged for mercy or not, it wasn't going to change much of what he was going to do to her. With a hard thrust of his hips he drove nearly the entire length of his gigantic cock inside of her slit, forcing those soft lips and tight slick walls to stretch and spread around him as the tip presses right up against the girls cervix, grinding against that small entrance to her womb but for the moment does not push himself beyond it. The feeling of her tight sheath around his cock brings a hard growl from his throat as it squeezes and clutches at him while holding himself deeply inside of her. He didn't care if she had been a virgin and hadn't even noticed from the sheer bliss he felt at being this deep inside of her silken and soley stretched flower.

As the latern swung over Ishtar, her attention was drawn to the wall in front of her. There she could see the dark outline of her tormentor, complete with the shadow outlines of the tendirls and tentacles that had inhuman strenched out from his body. As she heard him taunt her, she once again felt a rage she had not expected to exist with in her. Let me GO!!!

However before she could struggle again, she felt the wizard's tendril begin to play with her clit, suckling, twisiting and pulling. It became so sensitive, she moaned everytime the tip pressed on her flower. AH! She felt a large slap on her backside as sting from one of the tentacles as slammed down on her. As body was driven further forward on the desk, she could feel the tendrils move and tighten around her already constricted breasts.

She could then feel somethng very warm press against her nether lips, almost at the same time one of the tentacles pressed against her anus, letting her know it too was interested in a interior tour of her. As he told her she was going to be very sorry, the other tentacle whiped her back leaving a stinging sensation across her back. No!! Don't do this!!!

In response, his member was driven deep into her in a single powerful thrust. Her head jerked up as she let out a scream. As the member dove deep into her, she was positive that he was going to split her in two as she could feel him fill her. Her head then dropped on the desk as she tried to prepare for what was next.

Valtus closed his eyes as the young students womanhood quivered around his cock, clenching down hard around it he kept his immense shaft wedged deep inside. The surge of his own demonic lusts at that feeling had grown nearly uncontrollable as he shifted his hips back and forth, making the large member rock up against that last tiny barrier which protected the Ishtar's womb. His tendrils mirrored the shudder of his body as those attached to her wrists and ankles held with a tight grip, keeping Ishtar from flailing or even thrashing about to much as he kept her pinned down and bent over his Mistresses desk. Like the tendril attached and pulling at the Ishtar's little clit, the two thin cords wrapped around her breasts rubbed and coiled into slightly smaller circles as the heads of those two small tendrils opened into tiny mouths as they darted down onto her erect little nipples. All at once those tiny mouths moved, twisting and turning with light little yanks as they tease at the girls sensitive buttons made even more so by the constant feeding by the rooms true owner, Lexi. Ragged with lust another dark laugh issued forth from his lips as that thick tentacle pressed even harder against the girls rear, squeezing once more between those tense cheeks as the phallic tip spreads that tiny hole just a bit more.

With a snarl Valtus is finally manages to find his voice once more barely managing to keep himself controlled, "That's right...scream for me...take your punishment." The other large tentacle dances into air before it is brought down against Ishtar's back whipping down with a crack like thunder as it connects leaving only another large red streak down her back. He had not begun to really thrust his hips to move that savage cock, instead using his whip strikes to make the girl's body move on her own against him. Restrained down as she was Valtus knew she wouldn't be able to move very much, but even the slightest movement of his giant cock rubbing flush inside that tightly stretched wet sheath sent little spikes of pleasure up through his body. It was only due to his considerable will that he hadn't just abandoned all the things he wanted to do to the foolish student whom had stumbled upon the study of his Mistress.

The Summoners Grimoire sitting in the center spot of the book shelf along the wall beside the desk finally reacted as the closed eye upon the cover of the book came open. The carved eye of white marble with a shaped golden diamond iris with a small onyx disk resting in its center shifted over towards the scene. Lexi still hadn't bothered truly announcing her awareness of her guardians actions but instead giving him a chance to realize that she had awakened and was merely observing. She felt little need to give him any direction or to involve herself as she was more than content to just feed off all the sweet energies the both of them were providing to her. Even if Ishtar had only been capable of bringing forth that one illusion, Lexi was none the less impressed by the completeness and detail of it. Valtus might have been blinded by his servitude but Lexi could clearly see the promise this young lady possessed.

Please...your too large...you going to split in me in...Ah!!! She felt tendrils wrapped around suddenly wrap tighter around her orbs, as small mouths bit down on her nipples. Suddnely she could feel all her buttons literally be pushed as her nipples and clit were played with simultaneously by the tendrils. She shook in reaction to the sensations unable to move as trendrils pinning her down continued to keep her from her limbs in the slightest.

But the demon mage was not in the mode for mercy. With a loud cracks his large tentacles slammed down on her back. Ahhhh! Her body jerked involuntary with each strike, and with each strike her insides rubbed against that giant member within her. It was disturbing she was in so much pain on the outside of her body, but yet her sensitive areas were starting to feel pleasure from the work that the tendrils and his member was performing.

In between strikes, Ishtar had the uncontrolable erge to look up at the shelf in front of her. The grimorie that sat on the shelf looked different. She could now see an white eye with golden iris looking down on her as she being worked by the demon mage behind her. Ishtar blushed and looked away, embarassed that something or someone was watching her be humiliated in this manner. She had hoped that it was really just her imagination.