Kanoe groaned as the angel continued to pound away at her sex. The plant held her in place, keeping her legs far apart. The vine continued to pump into her ass, always leaving part of it inside her before pushing fully in once more.

She was soaking in sweat as she arched her body with each new invasion of the monster's rod. Biting her lip, she tried to answer him knowing the answers would bring her more pleasure. "Ahhhnn.. Y-Yess..." She gasped out breathlessly. Every deep breath left as a moan as the vine and rod sawed against one another through her tight passages. "I.. I.. It feels so good... Being a.. Ahhnnn! A fuck toy!" she groaned, answering the second question as she took several moments to catch her breath.

You love being a fuck toy don't you Witch? Like the first question Seraph had plunged deeply into Kanoe at the word Witch. Seraph smiled as he heard her answer both his questions. He pulled backwards out of her quickly and hesitated with just his tip inside Kanoe. Tell me, Witch, What is your body good for? A thrust at the word witch, followed by Seraph pulling back. As soon as she answered Seraph asked the next question. Moving slowly until she did to make sure she would answer.

Your addicted to being fucked and dominated aren't you Witch? The same pattern of thrust on the word witch, followed by slow movements and a pause until Kanoe answered. You want to be fucked for days, weeks, don't you Witch? Seraph thrusted deep into Kanoe at the word witch, but unlike the times before remained buried inside her while he waited for her answer. The vine in her ass continued it's slow deep thrusting, and the roots covering her skin continued to slide and dance across her body.

Each of the powerful thrusts reduced her insides to mush. Pure heat and desire seared down through her very core as the angel and plant methodically tortured her helpless body. "Ahh.. Mmm... For... For sex..." she half moaned, half whimpered, "I... I want to b-be fucked.. Mmm... Days... Weeks.."

Her dark mana and the mana soaking into her brain continued to feed her images. They began to match the questions being answered. She experienced dreams of being fucked over an altar by various creatures and beings. Another was her face buried in the pages of her tome as a large cock reamed her ass. Her robes were torned and tattered revealing her heaving body.

Kanoe's eyes fluttered weakly as she came once more. They were not as strong as that first climax but they continued to wear away at the weakened woman. The witch could do little beyond wiggle and squirm enticingly in her bonds.

Seraph chuckled as an idea came. That is an amusing thought witch ... perhaps I should give you to the flower of life, and simply leave you with one hole unused near the front of the garden as a welcoming preasent for any monster that decides to visit my garden. What do you think, Witch? Apart from the two moments when he said Witch, rapidly pulling his cock out and slammed it back into Kanoe's welcoming cunt, Seraph remained buried inside Kanoe as he described his idea.

Speaking of the flower of life I think it's time death and life swapped places ... or is approaching that time at least. But first another question Witch. What should happen to the student already trapped in the flower of life Witch? Seraph thrusted into Kanoe two more times at the word Witch, before simply remaining still with his cock buried in her cunt as it clamped down around him.

"Uhhnnn!" she grunted and moaned somemore as the angel filled her clenching folds with hot meat. "Ahh... Ahhh.. Anything.. Anything you want..." she moaned. It was becoming difficult focusing on his questions when her throughts kept drifting to the rod between her thighs and the dreams tormenting her psyche.

"Mmm.. Student... Anything... Anything you want.." she moaned, not really caring for the unknown student trapped with the other flower. Her insides twitched violently around the pulsing cock. Her body was still absorbing the angel's mana and the mana in the air. Her body was so sensitive that every motion was sending her muscles trembling and twitching violently. Soon she would not be able to hold back the constant building of tension in her body.

I should do anything I want to the other student Witch? Very well, since I want to fuck her Witch, I will. After the two thrusts, timed again to the word Witch, Seraph pulls out of Kanoe, leaving the warm tunnel of her cunt. The vine in the witches ass swaps holes, although it doesn't move fast enough to allow Kanoe to orgasm, simply maintaining her arousal and pleasure.

As Kanoe is still held in the flower of death she can see the flower of life appear oppisite her, the other student in a similar position, only with her cunt pointed at Kanoe. Kanoe can see the moss covering it withdraw, and a nubmer of thin vines pulling out of the wet hole. Meanwhile Seraph walks towards the other student, suddenly seeming to ignore Kanoe. It would be quite interesting to see how Kanoe reacted to seeing someone else get what she was begging for, what her body was craving.

Seraph positioned himself, his tip poised at the glistening entrance. He turned to glance at Kanoe, the plant of death making sure she had to watch with new growths of moss, for a moment before his hips suddenly thrust, burying his cock deep into the other student and bringing a muffled scream of ecstasy forth from the moss covered mouth of the student. Soon Seraph is fucking the student hard and fast, his cock plunging into her roughly before pulling out and plunging back into her almost immediatly.

"Oooohhhh..." she groaned as the angel finished with her and pulled out. The vines adjusted and filled her juicy passage as the other student suddenly appeared, still bound in the flower of life. Glazed eyes watched as Seraph left her for the other writhing woman.

The sound of the other woman's moans sent a tingling sensation down her spine. Kanoe licked her lips as she watched Seraph thrust with relentless abandon into the helpless student. Of course she wished to be that student right now. Not being teased, just hard fucking till her body could take no more.

Erotic images of being that student flood her thoughts causing a soft coo of pleasure to leave the witch. Her hips rise and fall in sync with Seraph's thrusting hips even while the vine continued its methodic pace. The sight and stimulations she was suffering was bringing her to the boiling point. Kanoe was panting like a dog in heat as she whimpered softly. She wanted it so bad.

"Ohhhnn.. P-Please.. D-Do me... I.. I want it so bad.." she moaned.

Seraph smiled to himself as he heard Kanoe's moan. He had been watching her with a ward spell of course, his interest in the student he was currently fucking only as something her could use to influence Kanoe. He saw her hips moving, trying to match his thrusts as her mind imagined that she was the one his cock was filling, the one being fucked hard and fast, the one screaming in ecstasy as she reached orgasm, and another followed soon after.

Without stopping, or even slowing down, Seraph spoke, his gaze still on the moss covered body of the student trapped in the flower of life.Now why would I do that? I offered you a chance to decide this student's fate and you said do anything I wanted with her. So why should I suddenly change my mind? Why should I fuck you over this student Witch? When he said the word witch both his cock, and the vine inside Kanoe, thrusted deeply and suddenly into their respective holes. It wouldn't be enough to let Kanoe orgasm, but it would be a surge of pleasure. Not as great as what the other student would have felt, as the thrust was even harder than the pace he was currently fucking her at.

The witch groaned as the other student screamed. Kanoe was fully impaled by the root but it did not compared to the rod of the angelic being before her. She continued to whimper, unable to even squirm or try to get free due to need to be near the flower of death.

"Please! I'll do anything you want... I need you.. I can't take it anymore!" Her body arched as the vine plunged into her depths once more. Toes curl as fires raged in her belly and loins. Hips rise desperately seeking that much needed bliss. The witch did not know what else to say. What could she, a mere mortal offer this angel.

What was once a witch trying to escape was now a helpless slave seeking to stay. The feel and taste of the angel's cum was still fresh on her mind, reminding her that she needed more. Her entire body tingled as the vines and moss continued to stimulate her body. The mana soaking into her continued to wear her willpower away to nothing. Her actions were completely directed by her desires and lusts. And right now all she desired was to be filled with the angel's seed and mana once more.

At Kanoe's words Seraph slammed one more time into the student before pulling out. Six small thin vines slip into the student's cunt before the moss regrows over it, hiding their very frantic movements from view. Unlike the slow deep plunges of the flower of death the flower of life is fast, almost frantic in its movements, but it's vines do not go anywhere near as deep, nor are they as thick. It makes up for the thickness by using multiple vines in each hole.

Seraph walked back around towards Kanoe's cunt, the vine in it sliding out just as he slid out of the students. However unlike the vines that had reclaimed a hole the moment Seraph left it this vine simply proded against Kanoe's ass, the tip pushing in but going no further inside her. Seraph took his time as he, rather slowly, walked around Kanoe.

Eventually Seraph came to a stop between Kanoe's spread legs. Her cunt glistened with her juices, the walls visibly clenching as if something was already inside, fucking Kanoe. You have been a good witch... Seraph thrusted into Kanoe when he said the word Witch, the black vine thrusting into her ass at the same time and speed as his cock. ... And what do you say when I give you something like this witch? Another duel thrust from the cock and vine.

Kanoe tried to spread her legs out further as Seraph returned to her. Her glazed eyes stare at the being, unsure if she was dreaming or not. The vision teasing her mind was taking their toll as she began to drift and lose herself. Her body tenses up as she felt both vine and cock teasing her abused entrances.

The dual thrust sent forth a loud blissful wail from her as her body arched backwards. Her muscles clinged around the thick rod as if it were trying to pull it deeper into her welcoming body. Putty in the monster's hands, she groaned out her answer. "Th-Thank you... Thank you.." she cooed, tears of joy wetting her cheeks. It was like an addict getting her much needed hit. Nothing else in the world mattered now. Everything revolved around the vine and cock thrusting into her body. She allowed her body to fall backwards, letting the vines guide her how they wished.

Very good Witch. Seraph slamed into Kanoe again, directing the vine to mimic his movements. However unlike the times before he didn't stop, or slow down. He fucked Kanoe just as he had been fucking the other student. His cock was constantly moving, either roughly spreaing her walls apart with it's bulk or pulling back out after already going as deep into Kanoe as it could.

Kanoe's cunt felt good as it gripped his cock tightly, her muscles clentching and trying to draw it as deep into her as possible. Her body almost felt as good as watching her soul. Seraph saw her entire being focus on the cock and vine fucking her, focus on making that dual penentration as pleasureable as possible. Her soul was suddenly revolving around the sensation of Seraph's cock and the flower's vine fucking both of her holes.

What do you think of me Witch? Seraph timed his question so that he would thrust when he said the word witch, and waited patiently for Kanoe's answer. As soon as she did answer the question the moss covering her spread over an area that it had, up until now, left alone. Roots, much like the ones that were still teasing Kanoe's breasts and body, started caressing and playing with her clit.

Much like the other student, the rapid rate of fucking acted as several heavy blows to already excited libido. Drool trickled lightly from the corner of her mouth as she reared back and screamed. On the word Witch, her entire body convulsed in a large explosive climax. The searing heat washed away any thoughts she had or will have. Her eyes fluttered and rolled completely back in her head as her hips buck up against Seraph's.

"Uuuuhhnn.. Uhhnn.." she could not even form words from her moaning lips. Her mana saturated body was still hot and ready for more as the next several thrusts sent her tumbling over the edge again in another climax at the word Witch. Hard roots began to flick and pinch her clitoris causing her to cry out in glee and signalled another climax. The lewd sound of slurping juices filled the air as Seraph's cock continued to smash her very soul into oblivion.

"Oh god.." she could barely speak, her voice faint as she tried to gasp for breath, "So good.. So very good.. I want you... Need you.." The witch tried to say whatever answers would get her more pleasure. She was not even thinking or even sure what she was saying. The words simply fell from her lips. Her hips jolt as every flick across her engorged clitoris sent electricity shooting straight down her already spasming passage.

Seraph chuckled to himself at Kanoe's words, and slowed down his movements. The flower of death also slowed down, and within seconds both Seraph's cock and the vine were slowly pushing their way into Kanoe's holes. Since you can't seem to answer my questions properly when I do that I will just have to slow down until you do, Witch. Seraph may have slowed down, but he continued his 'habit' of slamming into Kanoe whenever he called her a witch.

I asked you a question Witch. And until you give me a satisfactory answer I will simply continue like this, well excluding the few times I say what you are, witch. What do you think of me, Witch? Just like earlier both penentrating members thrust deep whenever Seraph sas the word witch. If nothing else remains imprinted in Kanoe's mind Seraph intends to make sure no matter what Kanoe does she will struggle to not assosiate that word with the intense pleasure of something fucking her, hard. He might even be able to factor in another thing and twist the words meaning in Kanoe's mind to slave, or pet.

"Ahhhhnnn!" The witch came against as both the vine and cock thrust deep into her body. She could feel the pulsing meat pushing past her cervix and entering womb. The mana were setting her nerves on fire. She could swear she felt each and every ridge and vein on the angel's large rod as it sawed along her insides.

The question was just confusing at this point. It was a question that required clear thought and clear answers which neither would be provided to Kanoe in this state. And if she did have a clear mind, then the rest of the 'training' would be useless. The witch kept grinding against the cock inside her, flexing her muscles any way she could so she could feel more of his hot meat inside her.

"I... I don't know!" she moaned, "Please.. Use me... Y-You didn't tease that student like this.." Kanoe squirmed, unable to make heads or tails of anything happening around her. In a fully mana enriched environment, these questions were draining enough to answer. The witch had no choice but to just give up and beg for it.