Things had not worked out as she expected. She was hoping to check in with Kanoe a week after her session with the girl though it had been a week and a half since then. She had been busy and wanted to grab Kanoe after her last class let out on the given day though she was kept busy. Now though she could see for herself how things were going without the drug in her system though she'd get to using it again later.

Could one become addicted on the drug she wondered making a note to ask her Mistress. It was not used on her too often though she doubted two times would make her an addict … then again there was Heroine too! That was rather potent.

She was waiting when classes let out approaching her as she left the building. “Why hello again, Miss Shade how have you been?" No one reported directly to her about it though it would have been easy enough to find out if there had been anything major that developed over the course of there time apart which of course she looked up before hand.

A week and a half was enough time for the witch to move on with her life. With monster attacks and the like, dwelling on the past was a dangerous spiral to fall into. Perhaps Daphnee was no longer focused on her behavior anymore? No, Kanoe could never be so lucky. Seeing the Prefect waiting and greeting her was proof of that.

Kanoe's eyes narrowed at the supposedly friendly greeting. "Save it..." she replied, "You are not here for my well being. Have you run out of students to punish so you came to pick on me some more? Just state your business so we can both move on with our lives." Anything Daphnee had to say was going to be anything but good. Was Kanoe going to be escorted back to the basement again? Or did Daphnee have a new plan or approach to handling the dark witch?

“Straight to business me Miss Shade. To be truthful you're the only one that I have personally disciplined.” Demerits and the threat of them were often enough for most and others tended to met out punishments when students were sent to the basement.

“I have been busy with other matters though as you know that record of yours is sort of full. But we both know that. I was here to see if you had heard anything.”

Clearly she had not expected a warm reception but she did not let this bother her. First things first, she would determine if Kanoe was at least following the rules though and of course see if there was anything useful here first.

"Oh, I am so honored..." the sarcasm was easy enough to read from the icy woman, "As I told you before, few speak around me and those who do tend to be speak about me. I have nothing of importance for you, Prefect. If there is nothing else, I have work to do. I do not want to be late and give you more reasons to throw me downstairs..." Kanoe would not put it past these people that they would just make up reasons to punish her further. She was not in the mood for games or any more crap from this servant of a Head Girl. The witch just wanted to be on her way and was already walking in the direction to her next class.

She knew that the tone was a sarcastic one, just as she knew that staying cheerful was the best response as it irritated the other party more that you weren't lashing back at them. She smiled just a little not to over do it. “Well, there is much to be desired in the technique.”

Though she knew about the difficulties in her getting information there was still an outside chance that she could have heard or saw something unusual. It was probably not too effective that she would find out much of importance though the option remained there.

“Actually, there is,” Daphnee stated as Kanoe went to leave grabbing her attention. “It is about that record. Since there is no viable information ridding some of those marks must be done to keep pace if you are ever to clear them all.” She took a few steps closer judging her reaction to the words as she caught back up.

"And how many more of these sessions are there going to be?" Kanoe hissed in annoyance, "For all I know, you are just doing all this for your own pleasure and not doing anything with my record. Just leave me alone. I am not causing anymore trouble and I am attending my classes. What more do you want from me?" Of course the raven haired woman was impatient. She was being told that the hell she went through over a week ago was going to happen again and again until Daphnee decides things are evened up. Kanoe was on the verge of walking away and never looking back no matter what. She had suffered enough already.

“I have not counted them up in total but I have scribed them down in a notebook and have already checked one off. I am glad to see that there have been improvements but as you are well aware of your record was quiet extensive before hand. It wouldn't be wise to have the whole of a record that thick be exsponged in one session but for a one for one ratio is for the best. That and for each piece of vital information that you bestow to me that pans out as useful.

“I realize that you may not hear much but you never know what you might see or hear that can be deemed useful.” She considered for a moment. “But I suppose if you were interested in erasing the bulk of it something could be arranged. As for the destruction of school property and what not I could assign you duties to clean up the school and what have you …

“It pays to serve as additional eyes and ears but as you have told me you're rather limited. And as this being for my pleasure, you are partly correct. I derive pleasure out of cleaning up the school when I can but I keep it solely on a professional level.

“You are to meet with me in room B103, Miss Shade. I trust you know the way.” She checked her watch. “At four o'clock so just over an hour from now.”

Refusing to comply would only result in increasing punishment. No details were given. Kanoe was to be at a certain room at a certain time and nothing more. The room number revealed it to be another room in the basement so the witch had a few guesses where things were going to go, none of which the witch looked forward to.

The hour dragged on, making the anticipation of whats to come even worse. But the time came and Kanoe headed down into the depths under the school. Following the directions given, she found room B103 and entered. "I'm here," she called out, "Let's get this over with..." The witch could only hope to end this quickly. The last session was several hours and she blacked out at the end. This being another room with countless toys designed to break students, Kanoe expected the worst.

To no surprise she had arrived early inspecting some of the toys at her disposal and reviewing the record she had. Closing the file as she heard the door open she stood closer to the center of the room beneath the sole light here. It was too dark at the edges of the room to read and as Kanoe arrived she closed the file and took a look at her watch.

“Punctual. This is good.” Kanoe was a little early by her watch in fact and Daphnee had always set it to run slow by about ten minutes. It was more a psychological thing to get her into gear by fooling her senses into thinking it was later than it was, pretty much giving her a kick in the ass to get ready. Of course she knew the watch ran slow and came to ignore it by now though it had worked in conditioning her early on before loosing it's effectiveness. All the clocks, even her alarm had been set earlier then necessary.

Placing the sizable file down she gestured to the chains dangling at the center of the room. “Undress and secure yourself.” She waited until this was done before approaching letting a hand smooth over an ass cheek.

“Is there anything specific you wish to erase today or shall I just pick for you?” She had a list already from top to bottom and if it did not matter to Kanoe she would simply move to the next thing on her list.

Today was less about discipline and more about reward though thee was no sense telling Kanoe that just yet. A reward for what exactly? One needed a bit of encouragement to perform duties and if all the time they spent in the basement was dreaded then that limited the effectiveness that she could get out of Kanoe. She wasn't looking to have a snitch, not exactly, but someone that was trustworthy and could point her in the right direction to look was ideal.

Right now she listened since shortly Kanoe wouldn't be capable of answering her with words at least.

It was a case of deja vu as Kanoe was given the same order as before. She was forced to strip down into nothing, revealing her nude voluptuous body under the dull glow fo the one bulb hanging from the ceiling. She lifted her arms and the audible click of the shackles revealed that the witch was once again helpless.

Her body tingled with anticipation, remembering what happened last time. Nipples hardened under the warm glow of the light. "What does it matter?" Kanoe replied bitterly, "You will punishment how you please no matter which demerit it is..." So far, she was dragged down here because she did not pay attention enough in class despite passing with flying colors. Kanoe expects to be down here or worse for each and every punishment session. How many more were there to go? Kanoe had a huge record. Would her mind be able to endure it all or will she break like the students tamed by Vera?

“Good point. I'll just proceed to cross them off from top to bottom,” she came closer. Oh she knew very well how the body betrayed the mind at critical points and so her hand skimmed over an erect nipple as if not believing her eyes.

“But without further ado …” she attached the familiar ball gag complete with that aphrodisiac letting Kanoe breath it in for about five minutes or so as she went back to reading to kill the time before enough time had passed and she set the file aside again.

Standing behind Kanoe she reached around her grasping those heavy breast as she rolled those erect nipples between her thumbs and forefinger. Whispering she leaned in toward her ear as she set a hand into motion as it swept down her body slowly as it cut a path to her clit.

“Denial can be a punishment as well ...” She stated as she began to circle the hood of her clit with a finger stimulating it as well. “Don't you agree Miss Shade?” Of course she did no expect an answer and definitely not a coherent one as she broke away from Kanoe returning with a small multi-corded whip with leather thread. The whip wasn't even half the size of a normal one and she stood real close behind her using it to lash the witch though hardly to the point that the skin grew more than a discolored red. There was little sting to the lashes thus far as if she were only tenderizing meat for now, priming it for what was to come.

"Mph!" Gagged, the witch was forced to inhale the drug unfiltered into her lungs. The first huff brought a warm haze over her thoughts. Her skin tingled as her nipples began to ache. A weak groan left her as Daphnee's warm hands squeezed her heaving udders. Eyes fluttered as her long erect teats were lightly pinched and rolled around. The pleasure rippled through her globes and into her very soul as she felt her insides tremble and quake. Toes curled as Daphnee's warm breath soaked into her neck, spidery words tickling her senses and causing her thoughts to cloud over further.

"Uhhhnnn..." Her clitoris became engorged with blood and revealed itself to the Prefect's fingers. Her hips jolt and lightly bucked forward against the groping hand. But the fingers left as quickly as they came. Soon, light swats came across her back. It was a light sting but hardly a discomfort as it left the flesh hot and tender to further strikes. The drug continued its insidious work. This being Kanoe's second experience with it, the effects seemed to hit much more quickly and far stronger than before. The Prefect could see nectar dripping down Kanoe's inner thighs.

NICE labs was interested to see how this particular blend of aphrodisiacs effected a student's willpower. Nearly every basement room had the drug prepared for use.

And she had been exposed to it at least twice and knew how effective it could be though she had far more time in between exposure. Her touch had extracted from that curvaceous body before her where she used some mild whipping though not much. The aim was not to hurt but to tenderize the witch so to speak. She would be made to wait a bit longer for that touch to set upon her again.

Denial, she allowed those seconds to build up as she set down the miniature whip and returned. This time it was with a black blindfold that she tied into place before rounding her body. Her index finger tracing down from her neck all the way to an erect nipple as she delicately swirled her finger over it before leaning forth and taking that nipple in her mouth as her hand now holding that orb in place as she sucked tasting that milk that she had experienced last time as the milk rolled over her tastes buds.

She sucked for a few seconds further then decided to play a little with the helpless witch using her tongue to dance over that nipple before lightly seizing it with her teeth and tugging. “Have you always been able to produce milk Miss Shard? I know you are not knock up ...” Of course she did not expect an answer though she may have asked that question before, it was not important and she did not recall. She didn't expect an answer any way though this was bound to get a reaction as fingers returned to her clit brushing against it as her thumb swept over the slit of her sex.

“Regardless, I bet you are craving attention her by now. Should I give you some?”

The Prefect seemed more aggressive this time, wasting no time in getting Kanoe primed and burning with desire. The student's vision was sealed, leaving the woman relying on sound, touch, and smell. A single fingertip began its journey down Kanoe's neck and down to one of those luscious globes. Other fingers joined and soon both hands took hold of the woman's breast as warm lips wrapped around her nipple. "Uhhhnnn..." Kanoe shuddered as her head reared back, "Wh-What... Uhhnn... What are you doing? Ahhhhnnnn!"

A few deep sucks got Kanoe flowing as the sweet tasting nectar flowed from her teat. This was no ordinary milk. Milk did not taste this sweet. This had to be something unnatural. But that was irrelevant at this point. Kanoe could not remember if the question had been asked before or not but she was in no condition to answer as she continued to moan softly. The drug had left her very sensitive to the touch. Eyes fluttered behind the blindfold as she felt every tiny bump on Daphnee's tongue drag across her hypersensitive peak.

Daphnee tested the waters down below. As predicted, Kanoe was already dripping. Whether it was the drug or the witch's sexual experience did not matter. "Why... Why are you.. Mmm... Doing this?" Kanoe gasped. There was no lecture. She was just down here being punished with no further guidance. Did Daphnee just want to fuck with her body? It was not like she could stop the Prefect if so.

She made out the words that Kanoe relayed though had not answered the first of her questions doing as she was as she discovered that she was quite wet and aroused already. The second was too muffled to fully make out with that gag in place which she “forgot” about deliberately to allow for more of that aphrodisiac to run it's course.

Pausing just long enough to remove that ball gag she dropped it to the floor as she traced a finger over her chin. “My, my, you shouldn't talk with you mouth full like that. You were saying?” She had her repeat what she said so she heard it in clarity.

“Why? Two reasons mostly. It is the best way that I can think of for you to clear up some of the more grievous marks though I see no reason where I need to make this a crucial punishment even if you may be deserving of such discipline. Rather I see more use out of you as an informant. All I ask is that you keep your eyes and ears open and report anything unusual to me, Miss Shard. I suppose you could help yourself out by doing a little more than this since marks on your record are erased with good Intel but that is entirely up to you.

“Now, if you wish this could be more of a punishment but you catch more flies with honey than vinegar the saying goes. I could do either though, I merely see this more of an opportunity than simple punishment. Thinking outside the box so to speak.”

She still brushed her thumb against the slit of her heated sex as she spoke these words to Kanoe since she had bothered to ask.