Seraph considered what to do next to do to, or with, Kanoe. His shaft was still rock hard as it filled her cunt up all the way into her womb, and the prospect of fucking her again was quite appealing. But in the end Seraph decided to pass on that, and instead settled for something that he figured would be much more entertaining. Climb off and take your place at the base of m throne. Seraph created a false memory inside Kanoe that makes her 'remember' that her place is on her knees on the right hand side of Seraph's throne, her back upright to allow Seraph to easily reach across and grope one of her breasts.

When Kanoe does as ordered and follows what her 'memory' says is correct Seraph idly stretches out his arm and gently kneads her left breast. He does cast a brief spell that prevents her breasts lactations from leaving, instead any milk produced simply builds up inside her. Considering his hand's movements it wouldn't take long for the presure to build up and he guessed Kanoe would soon be straining under it.

Do you remember the other duties I set you in the garden? Seraph asks as his hand continues to play with Kanoe's large breast. For a moment her mind is blank, but after about a second of her wondering Seraph gives her the 'memory' of her duties. She will suddenly remember moving through the garden and 'watering' the larger plants with her breast milk.

The dark witch pants softly, still feeling euphoric as the mana seeped into her body. "Yes Master.." she purred as she slowly rose to her feet, his long cock slurping out of her folds. Kanoe did not bother cleaning herself as she sat on her knees at Serpah's side. Milk dripped from her darkened peaks as juices and seed dribbled down her thighs. Completely nude and glistening with sweat, she truly looked like a sex slave at this point.

Her flow of milk slowed to a stop as Seraph's hand reached down and began to knead her breast. "Uhhnn.." Kanoe groaned and thrust her chest forward, overing her breasts to her master. Pleasure rippled down the luscious orb. Every squeeze caused the woman to gasp and groan. Pressure was already building as her body continued to produce more nectar. But no matter how much he squeezed, none left her body. Her moans grew more wanton as her breasts swelled, filling outwards but still remaining firm to the touch.

At his question, she slowly nodded her head as memories flood her thoughts. "Yes Master, I must allow your plants to feed on my breast milk. Do you.. Mmm... Do you wish me to go do that now?" She asked softly, grinding her breast into his hand.

Seraph waves his left hand as the right continues to play with Kanoe's breast as it rapidly fills up with milk. In response to his movement images of the garden appear, of flowers, and of the occasional student trapped within them. The images change after a few seconds, giving him and Kanoe a good look of each flower that has a student, and just what that flower is doing to them. Seraph lets Kanoe remember that she loves to dominate other students, a mix of a real memory and himself simply reinforcing her own memories of the times she had the ability, and power, to do so. He also gives the the memory of how to 'gate' to various prts of the garden, essentially allowing her to move to any point of the garden at will. That particular bit of knowlege is going to be rubbed from her mind before Seraph releases her. But for now it is going to make this all the more entertaining.

I give you leave to go feed the major flowers. And because you served me so well just before any flower that drinks your milk will be under your control. If you want to visit one of the flowers that already has a student and use it, or do it personally of coures, to play with a student feel free.

Seraph released Kanoe's breast, and modified the spell sealing her milk in place as he did so. Now if she was feeding a flower it did not impede her doing so, but any time it was not it blocked her milk flowing out. With all that done it was time for Kanoe to begin her 'rounds'. It would be interesting to see if she did in fact decide to paly with a student, and if so what flower she decided to use to do so.

More memories flood the witch's thoughts. She remembered tending to her master's garden and teasing the prey that was occasionally caught by the flowers. Knowledge of certain magicks and spells also fill her mind, granting her power she may never recalled having back when her mind and soul were not sundered. The dark witch rose to her feet and bowed. Her luscious jugs swaying from the motion. "Yes Master, I will return after I have finished watering the plants."

With a wave and a quick incantation, Kanoe opens a small portal and steps through it appearing in a new area of the garden. She began with unoccupied flowers, approaching them and allowing their vines to coil around her and her large mammaries. "Ahhnnn!" she arched her body as suckers sealed over her teats and began to feed off of her nectar. Her thighs spread apart, allowing another vine to thrust up into her body. Her moans soon added to the many sexual sounds in the garden.

After several minutes, the plant fucked a few climaxes from her body and finished feeding on her breasts. The dark witch groaned and swayed slowly back onto the path. Juices ran down her inner thighs once more from ordeal and the mana still soaking into her body. Her breasts sagged only slightly, but were quickly firming up with fresh nectar and by the time she reached the next plant her chest felt tight and heavy. She was ready to be milked once more.

The process repeated in various forms of bondage and positions. She was practically in a daze as she swayed from one plant to the another, allowing herself to be milked like a dairy cow. Only when she reached a student trapped in a flower was she allowed a moment to recover.

She frowned slightly. She was not really in the mood to deal with these pests. Kanoe stepped forward baring her chest. The vines coiled around them and began to feed, causing her to groan wantonly once more. But instead of being fucked, she was pulled closer and allowed to fondly and play with the student's nude body while the plant fed off her. A stroke here, a squeeze there, she ensured the poor student was forced to climax faster and sooner for the feeding plants.

Seraph smiled at Kanoe as she rose and bowed, her breasts swaying deliciously as she did so. Seraph watched as she summoned a portal and stepped through, a gesture creating a 'mirror' in the air so he could watch the witch as she 'watered' the flowers of his garden. Some restrained her movement fully, some didn't do anything to hold her, some forced her into certain positions, while others simply let her go with whatever form it took her in. The only things that remained the same were the fact that two roots would grow and coil around the witches impressive bust before suckling on her nipples, and that another root fucked her cunt to feed on her juices as well. Each flower gave her a few orgasms before releasing her, and the whole ordeal began again when she slowly made her way to the next flower on her rounds. She did not have to 'water' all of the flowers, only the major flowers of each domain.

Watching her was fairly entertaining as Kanoe wandered in an every strengthening haze of lust and pleasure from flower to flower. The gap between each flower was long enough so that her breasts had fully recovered from their milking, and had filled to the point of feeling as if they were about to burst, by the time she reached the next flower. But the true entertainment didn't start until she reached a flower already occupied by another student. Seraph watched as Kanoe regarded the other student with disinterest, obviously intending to simply water the plant and move on. But the plant, guided subtly by Seraph, had other ideas.

It still suckled and squeezed Kanoe's breasts, drawing out her milk for it to feed on. However instead of fucking her cunt it moved her closer to the student already inside it, her hips bucking as she moaned in lust from the root sliding into her already wet slick cunt. Seraph smiled when he saw Kanoe start to use her hands to play with the student, watched her spasm and scream as she came, hard. In response to yet another silent order from Seraph the flower repositioned the two students so that Kanoe's cunt was directly above the helpless student's mouth, her tongue lapping and licking at Kanoe's folds as the student moaned from the root pumping into her own passage.

"Ooohnnn.." The witch groaned as she was pulled closer to the bound student. She could feel the lustful woman's tongue sliding into her still dripping folds. Kanoe smiled faintly and ground her hips against the helpless student's face. If the prey wanted to pleasure her, she saw no reason to complain or refuse.

The plant continued to slurp and suck the nectar from her heavy mammaries, relieving the pressure and bringing forth the wonderful waves of heat and desire flowing into her swollen breasts. Her hands slid over her own chest, stroking her orbs as if trying to tame the flames of desire blazing inside her. But soon her hands wandered back towards the student's spread thighs. With the woman busy eating her out, the witch purred and buried her face into the woman's sex. She nibbled and kissed the student's pearl, lashing her tongue over the helpless nub before sliding her tongue deep inside the woman's dripping and abused folds. "Mmm..." her own body shuddered as she felt her loins tensing up much like the woman's. Kanoe did her best to control herself so that both of them could experience and taste bliss together.

The helpless student moaned into the witches folds as she felt the vine that had been fucking her pull out and instead Kanoe's tongue lashing across her bud a few times before sliding into her flower. Her walls tensed up and tightened as she came in yet another orgasm, the mana in the garden and from the plant fuelling her to continue with her energy just as high as it had been when she first arrived. She started to mirror Kanoe's movements, her tongue copied whatever Kanoe's did, and her hips tried to grind against Kanoe's mouth and tongue.

The flower was not content to simply sit back and 'watch' as it milked Kanoe. It was only supposed to have her for a short period of time, just like all the other flowers. Because of that two roots 'grew' and quickly darted out towards the two young women trapped inside it. Both Kanoe and the student would feel the root pressing into their ass, slowly spreading tight clenching passages apart as the flower started to fuck both student's in the ass.

With her skillful tongue being copied, both women's bodies began to shudder and jolt with orgasmic bliss. The student's release tasted heavenly to her tongue and lips or perhaps she was merely tasting the mana in the air. Arching her body, Kanoe's own sexual juices gushed all over the helpless woman's face. Her breasts thrust outwards as the suction from the plant caused her heavy mounds to be pulled further outwards. She could still clearly hear the wet slurp of it feeding off her even over their blissful cries.

Two women buried between each other's thighs was not enough for the flower. The witch groaned as she felt the rough root pushing at her anus. Not willing to resist, she forced her muscles to relax and allowed the flower to invade her tight passage. Kanoe felt a mixture of pain and pleasure as she was spread wider and wider, the root showing no mercy as it entered deeper into her body. Her toes curl as another mind number climax wracked her body, drenching the prisoner's face with her musky fluids.

The plant fed on both the women's juices as the came from each others tongue, although Kanoe's were a lot stronger and faster as a result of the fact her breasts were being milked. Both women were too far gone in pleasure to protest when the flower started pumping a root into their rear holes, instead they both welcomed the intrusion. It didn't take long for the new sensation to drive them both into mind shattering orgasm, and as the studen'ts juices flooded out directly into the plant Kanoe's juices covered the trapped student's face. Her tongue tried to lap up what she could, but most simply dripped off and onto the greedy feeding plant.

As soon as the stream of Kanoe's juices mostly died out the plant stopped milking her and quickly pulled her back to the path and carefully placed her onto it. It had been watered, and now it was time for her to move onto the next one as her breasts continued to produce milk. She would have to recover from the orgasms she had just helped and reach the next flower. If she took to long her breasts would become full of her milk, and her body would continue to produce more.

The witch gasped for breath as she was finally released by the plant. She was pulled back onto the path where her knees quickly gave and the woman slumped to the soft earth. Seraph's spell ensured no nectar left her engorged teats when she was not being fed on. The pressure was quickly building as her mammaries swelled with more mana enriched nectar. By the time Kanoe was able to get back on her feet, her luscious orbs have already swelled beyond their normal size. She could almost feel the nectar sloshing inside her jugs with each shaky step she took.

Still in her daze, she arrived at the next flower. When its vines pulled her closer, Kanoe practically slumped forward onto the plant. Each feeding was ebbing away at her physical and mental strength. But no part of her thought about stopping. This was her master's wish and she had to obey. Groaning weakly, her thighs part as vines slip into her slippery passage. Her eyes flutter and roll back in her head as pressure was relieved from her milk filled tits. The feeling was heavenly as the sound of slurping tendrils filled her ears.

Seraph watched on with a smile as Kanoe's mind and body were worn down by the flowers. She was tiring, her body and mind struggling to push through the haze that was settling over them. Even with the mana in the air fuelling her she had suffered such sensations that her body was struggling to continue. She was trying, and Seraph could see that her mind wasn't even considering stopping. She had become far to devoted and loyal to consider going against his wishes. It helped that her body loved the sensation of being fucked by a vine, of her breasts being milked and releasing the pressure that built up in them.

Seraph waited for the flower to finish feeding on Kanoe before deciding to give her a break. That will be enough for now. Sleep, and we will discuss more when you wake up. Seraph teleported Kanoe to the flower of death, letting the lethargy set in Kanoe's tired form and causing her to crumple and collapse. Moss grew over her, but did nothing sexual to her. Instead it was acting as a warm blanket, and the moss her head was resting on reformed itself to mimic a pillow. Seraph would let her sleep, let her body recover ... as well as part of her soul. It would be interesting to see just how much Kanoe remembered when she woke up.

When she did she would see herself sleeping in the heart of the garden at the base of Seraph's throne. Seraph himself was no-where to be seen, although Kanoe would get the feeling that he would be back soon.

Kanoe only briefly heard her master's voice before she suddenly found herself in the clutches of another flower. The effects hit her like a ton of bricks. A weak sigh left her lips as her head slowly slumped down. The days events quickly reminded her of her exhaustion and soon enough the woman had completely fallen into a deep slumber.

When the witch finally woke, she felt that sensation of being away from her body yet not again. She could feel her limbs but they did not obey her commands. It took more effort than really needed to just lift her head. Her mind was fuzzy as old memories clashed with the new. Kanoe blinked slowly as she remained completely bound by the flower of death. She remembered trying to escape but not much further than that. Her entire body was still tingling with mana and energy, leaving her nude form completely sensitive to even the slightest touch. She continued to struggle to move but with the lethargic spell fully sent into her muscles, she looked more like she was merely waiting than actually attempting to break free.

Soon after Kanoe awoke Seraph returned to his garden, or at least to the heart of it where she was in. He appeared behind her, a flash of light from his teleport spell informing Kanoe that he had arrived, even if she could not see his arrival. He walked towards his throne, stepping over the immobalised Kanoe without a second glance. It was only when he was seated on his throne did he regard Kanoe, and as his pure gold eyes looked down upon her the plant of death withdrew from her body. She was still lying on it, but her body quickly became mobile again as the lethagy spell wore off.

I trust you had a nice sleep and your body is fully recovered from yesterday's tasks? Seraph smiled ever so slightly as he said it, his voice polite. He waited for Kanoe to answer before asking Do you remember much from before the mana elemental sundered your soul?

The witch groaned softly as the moss withdrew from her still nude form. Strength gradually returned to her body which was immediately used to crawl slowly away from the evil plant. Her chest felt heavy as both swollen globes swayed with every crawling step she took. All the milking had made her produce an overabundance of nectar. She was currently two full cup sizes larger now. Her body ached and she could guess why. Her eyes narrow at the being that was definitely the cause of her blissful suffering.

"Sundered?" she replied softly. Her head throbbed as her thoughts and memories were confused. With her actual memories coming back, the implanted memories began to fade into the background. The witch could not remember anything clearly beyond the intense pleasure she felt and completely blacking out from it. Her entire body was tingling from the highly saturated mana in the air. Engorged nipples were visibly erect and pulsing with gentle waves of pleasure as she sat there on her knees.

"Wh-What... What did you do to me?" she glared at the angel as she willed herself to her feet. Her body swayed weakly from the growing arousal of her body. The mana in the air left her in a constant state of afterglow. The warm sensation continuously washed over her luscious body, reminding it of the pleasure she felt and the urge to feel more. She knew she had no time to ask questions. She needed to get out of this garden before she loses herself again.

Seraph's smile grew for a moment before his expression returned to a blank one. It seemed Kanoe's soul had healed itself, and in doing so had fused a tiny part of it with his own mana. She wouldn't really notice the change until later, in fact until she next tried to cast a spell. She would find the mana in the air slightly stronger than normal, and control would come easier while the spell used up less of her energy. The effect would be small, and she might not notice it at first. But it was there, and even if she did not notice it straight away she would have to be stupid to not notice it eventually.

What I did? Describing it would take a while ... so how about I simply give you the memories of what you did... Seraph didn't give Kanoe a choice in the matter. He could see just how close to the edge she already was, and now he wanted to see if he could push her over it without doing anythig directly. If he couldn't than he would simply let her leave, in fact he would teleport her to her room.

All it took was a minor spell, and suddenly Kanoe would remember everything she had done since her soul had been sundered in perfect detail. Within a few seconds her mind would relive every sensation, every touch and taste and word she had spoken or heard. Seraph's deception would be revealed, but he did not really care about that anymore.