Her breast, swelled with the tinkering of both rings. "Ah! It . . . I was trying to write,' she tried to get out, only ending in her biting her bottom lip as her breast were kneaded. It felt like her insides were humming warm with each small touch her breast received, her nipples aching with want as her clit began pulsing with the exact same need.

Her hands reached up to grab at the arm rest as she clutched them deathly, her hips gyrating against herself. Her lips were hard pressed to open up, her tongue stuttering as she attempted to relay the rune verbally she failed to write. The word came in soft sputters as she spoke the syllables. She wondered if her heard beat could be felt through her breast, as quickly as is was thumping in her chest as she felt her core clenching up. 'Oh no! Please don't make me cum!' she begged to no one as she continued writhing beneath her mistress' touch, rubbing her legs to stave off the oncoming climax.

She could feel the heat rising in the woman's body as her precious student struggled to stammer out the proper syllables of the rune. Narissa's pulse raced within the pierced nipples as her fingers and palm continue to mold and manipulate the full orbs like they were clay. These strange rings were making the woman's chest even more sensitive than Kanoe's. If it were not for the fact the rings could be hidden with a simple word, she would consider the black woman's fight hopeless.

Her student still kept trying though but even that resistance was quickly fading. The woman no longer was trying to write anything down as hands clinged tightly to the chair. The witch could see clearly from above Narissa's hips rocking back and forth as if begging to be filled with something. The woman's sputtering words grew fainter until she could not even make out the words. "Narissa?" she cooed softly in the woman's ear, "Are you still with me? You must speak the words clearly for the magic to work. Try again."

The dark witch would keep going until the woman gave up entirely. Then the lesson about monsters would continue where they left off before. It was already useless to keep going. Narissa was at her limit but she did admire how much the woman struggled and continued to fight. That spirit was what most students have to rely on when dealing with this school and horrible island.

She had been sent into the deep end and without so much as a life vest as she felt the pulls of the orgasm begin churning within her. She gripped to the arm rest until her knuckles paled with each second. All she wanted was to try to get that one word out. She panted for air as her breast were molded above her, feeling almost light headed as she felt her heart beating in her own hear. The sound of the of rune being stuttered out was the last word she sound she could make before succumbing to her mistress.

Narissa could mentally hear her teacher, but other than that, could not formulate the words as to respond to her as she finally hit her limit and came. She gasped as she squeezed her eyes shut, feeling her whole lower body tensing as she trembled from the orgasm. Even still with her fingers in the loops could she feel the sensation making her ride it longer. It was only with gulps of air did she finally let herself stop. The word not even trying to come out as she finally caved.

She knew the word. Had at least known how to write it. But right then her body just wanted to let her forget about it and do nothing but focus on ll the attention it was being given as it settled her with the woman's touch

The smell of sex soon filled the air as the pleasure grew too much for the woman to handle. Her apprentice attempted one final time to speak the rune before merely giving in and gasping for air. Kanoe knew it was over for the woman after the orgasm. She was as shocked as Narissa at the fact that just playing with the rings was all it took to make this student cum over herself. Nothing they could do about it now and with the woman defeated and gasping in pleasure, it was time to move on to the next lesson.

Her fingers slip from out of the rings. The witch caressed underneath and along side the fully swollen breasts. "I admire your resilience," she purred in Narissa's ear, suckling on a lobe, "But you seem to have dropped your pencil. Do you remember what I taught you last time about failing? What happens to you when you fail to defend yourself against a monster? Answer this and we will move on to the next lesson."

What the next lesson would be, Narissa probably did not know. But in the woman's current state, she had little doubt that the woman would enjoy the next part. Once more this beautiful student was hers to play with and mold. The submissive nature of hers would be put to good use. She had to ensure that no other monster makes claim to this one or at least make her own little hold on the precious woman. The last thing she wanted was a witch she trained herself going against her. Fingers trace down Narissa's smooth belly as she waited for the woman's answer.

Felt her breath shudder as she was slowly brought down with her orgasm. Without a living part of a thing hooped within the rings, the chaste caresses under the sensitive underside of her breast was a walk in the park. A cool down from a rigorous excursion it was as she used the time to slowly regain her breath.

"Yes . . . I remember it." The words had almost haunted her since she had clearly remembered Seraph's last training and had weighted on her before dredging up the courage to come her. To mock her that, with even that knowledge, it had made no change in the reality of it being so true.

"Once . . . they get to you . . .break away your will . . .until . . .even you are wishing for it the same as they are . . ." she spoke out, voice although quiet, was clear enough to be heard. Her thoughts ran over the events of when Kanoe told her those oh too true words. She wondered . . . did that also hold true for her to her mistress? She didn't think too hard on if Kanoe would fall prey to the monsters as easily as herself had succumbed to them . . . But . . . at a time, Kanoe even warned her of the mage being compared to a monster . . . Only time would tell Narissa if this held to be true or not . . .

Her apprentice did not know that Kanoe had already had her share of submission. She was doomed to serve a monster even after graduation lest her mistress grew bored of her. But there was no need to mention such information to Narissa or any student for that matter. "Correct.." she replied softly, "The fight only gets harder from here on. One monster has already marked you with a weakness that can be exploited." Her fingers graze along the rings once more. "A mere touch is all it takes to feel your muscles and body tensing. You are lucky that you can hide these from non magical monsters at least."

"Hmm... Now what is it you are wishing for right now, Narissa?" she asked, her fingers tracing the rings slowly, "You seem to be much too distracted to continue your studies now. If I were a monster, I could take anything I wished from you and I doubt you would fight me. I saw how your hips bucked wantonly. I bet you have grown nice and wet down there haven't you?" A hand slide over the woman's stomach, tracing the band of the student's skirt. "You did very well but you have now failed. And you know what that means. Failing against a monster means you belong to that monster till they are done with you. So what does that mean here?"

Slowly she lets her hands slip away. The witch pulled away, allowing the woman to breath and the cool air to soak into her heated form. Narissa was always an interesting woman. She enjoyed seeing how the woman reacted next. This time, she would see what this woman would do without any stimuli at all. There were no threats but the fact still remained that Narissa came during the lesson. Would the woman try to continue studying or try something else?

A hiss of pleasure escaped her lips when Kanoe grazed the rings. Sure, they weren't activated, but that still left her natural senses tingling from her previous sensitivity. She wanted to simply hit herself. It was as if she had gained much more knowledge to fight . . . Yet paid with that with more than the cost when she got her rings. Was there any real gain from it, though? She had to keep believing it was, lest she be even more discouraged.

Distracted was an understatement as she stopped herself from responding, the huskiness of lust still very audible in her voice. She opted to nod to her, a blush darkening her chocolate cheeks as Kanoe put it perfectly right. She could feel her panties then, soaked with the nectar she leaked during the training. A shiver rose from her spine as she heard the dark words whispered to her, the woman's finger tracing the band of her skirt.

"That . . .I belong to you, until you see fit?"

With that, Kanoe spaced herself from her, allowing the heat to leave Narissa for a moment. But even Narissa knew without a command of what would be expected of her and . . . What made her heartbeat quicken in thought of it. She'd agree to this long ago . . . and it wasn't to half ass it.

"What . . .would you have me do, Mistress?"

Kanoe smiled softly at the response and moved over to sit down at the edge of the bed. Now that her student was once more hers, what to do with the lovely woman? "For now, you may come and sit by me so we can talk more," she said simply, "If you find your soaking undergarment uncomfortable you may remove it along with anything else you wish to shed." Once the black woman was sitting beside her, the dark witch would turn Narissa's chin with a finger and give her a soft kiss. "Listen carefully, my pet," she whispered, "I am not angry about what had happened. You most likely did not know what was happening before it was too late. Or in any case you saw power and reached for it. It is good to hunger for more or else we would never grow as witches. But you did have to pay a price, it is common in most dealings to pay a price and at times it may be too high."

Her finger traced down Narissa's jaw and down over the collarbone. It slid down a breast and circled teasingly around the ethereal ring before slipping through the hoop again. She twisted and pulled slowly then relaxed, repeating the motion slowly and methodically. Her thumb soon joined in stroking the ring as the finger pulled and twisted it over and over again. "Since you will have to deal with this new weakness," she began softly, "You will activate these rings upon coming to me for a lesson. I may or may not use them to test your resistance and will but know that if you fail due to them just like you just did it will still be a failure. Do you understand me, Narissa?"

Once she recieved the answer she wanted, she moved on. The finger and thumb continued to tease the one ring, enjoying the sight of the woman squirming with pleasure. "Tell me, how do you feel about your Mistress right now?" she asked, "This is only our second lesson and already you are nearly nude and moaning by my side. You come to learn magic and your teacher is toying with your body. How does that make you feel, my pet?" Kanoe teasingly licked the woman's ear. Her full breasts pressed up against Narissa's arm. One arm was resting around the woman's back, acting as a sort of support while her other hand tormented the exposed breast. No amount of swooning would allow her precious student to pull away from her touch.

Her panties were the first thing to reach her mind as Kanoe gave her the option. It would do her no good now and was already slightly uncomfortable, so, after slipping out of her shoes, she pulled down her panties, the bottom of them, although not as soaked as she thought, carried the scent of her trials. She wasn't keen on the idea of having her unmentionables out in plain view, so, with the shirt just useless on her shoulders, Kanoe giving no indication that it would be of further use, folded the blouse and her bra around the panties. This alone left her in a skirt and her white knee high socks, her hair only swishing around her shoulders, far from any use of concealment.

Kanoe's lips were soft on her own. She found it strange how another woman kissing her on the lips hadn't bothered her. She had one lesbian experience before here on Shokoshu, but it never repeated. Much like then, she didn't know how to respond, only to enjoy the human contact before she pulled away, finger tracing her jaw. Looking down to her 'price', the cost of her knowledge from Seraph, she wondered if in due time it would all be worth it. Kanoe's hand made her skin tingle as she felt it make a feathery trial down her neck, grazing around her aureole before she felt the mana activated, sending tremors throughout her body as Kanoe began to gently twist and tug at it. "Nngh," she gritted through her teeth, clenching her hand over the covers of the bed as her knuckles tightened under the pleasure and from not wanting to stop her.

She nodded, understanding the very weakness she was exploiting now, already squirming as her mistress looked upon her form. Without hesitation, she was engulfed in Kanoe's embrace, her large bosom hugging her front and arms as the woman's fingers kept toying with ring. Did she even know how the simple touch was slowly turning her body on fire? Or how being pressed against Kanoe's well endowed breast with the rings activated made her breath labored?

"I. . . I think my mistress is . . . kinda and understanding," she spoke aloud, eyes at half mast as she tried to lean from her touch, only to feel her mistress' hand behind her, keeping her from pulling away. "aaah, that . . . she is firm and. . .reasonable," she struggled out, closing her eyes as she tried to collect her thoughts. How did it make her feel at what she was doing to her now? She moaned as she felt the woman's neck press against her own, her hot tongue licking at the shell of her ears as her body shudder, demanding to collapse right then.

"I . . . I don't know," she responded, feeling her clitoris begin to pulse hard as she was kept there. Narissa doubted that Kanoe was asking for a physical question, her own body and actions was answer enough to the extent of how well she was receiving it. On one hand, she was learning, another, she was under someone's control and yet. . . willing . . . Not like back at home how she never got the say in the matter, or how she was used and made an object of pleasure by the creatures here. . . Her mind, as now could only briefly get away from the pleasure as she thought those thoughts. The choice of taking these lessons were her own. She was free to stay or go. Yet knowing she'd stay, allow this while still gaining knowledge. . .it . .created a strange thought of feeling weak . . .and empowered. Was this the essence of learning on being a witch? To learn with a price, yet still taking each cost willingly?

Her student showed no hesitation as all but her skirt and socks were removed. She enjoyed the sight, it made the woman seem even more exposed and vunerable than being fully nude. Narissa was like a lump of clay waiting to be molded by her skilled hands. The dark witch felt she could turn this bundle of potential into anything she wanted. She would of course help this one learn magic but while at the same time turning the woman into the perfect little apprentice for her own desires.

The small compliments brought a smile to her lips. "Mmm.. Such kind and simple words," she replied biting down gently on the woman's ear, "But how can you not know how you feel about this? For someone wanting to learn the dark arts, knowing yourself is very important. If you do not know your hidden wants and needs, it becomes very easy to lose yourself to your own growing powers. So tell me... Do you want me to stop teasing your rings? Do you want me to stop fondling your luscious body? Do you want me to let you go? Answer me honestly. I will not tolerate being told answers that you think I want to hear, pet. What do you want right now more than anything?"

She will not let this one hide from her own desires. One way or another these questions would be answered as the poor woman is raped of her willpower by more and more monsters. It was better to find these needs now and tap into them. The sooner she wraps Narissa in her web, the easier it would be to manipulate and keep her under her wing rather than under a monster's. Perhaps it was a good thing but Kanoe was doing this more for herself and her own lustful greed. She was very fond of this black woman and wanted to see with her own eyes what becomes of her.

"Nn . . .no . . .," she let herself whisper, gasping as she felt her ear lobe was grasped between her mistress' teeth. "I . .. don't want . . . . you to stop," she panted out already feeling the inside of her thigh coated in her own juices without the fencing of her panties to fence it away. By this point her toes were already curling within the socks, wrinkly the white cotton as she admitted that embarrassing fact to her. She didn't know what or how far she wanted to go with her powers, or learning, yet, at that very moment, she knew she only wanted it and what Kanoe was doing to continue, even if her mind wanted to deny how much pleasure she was receiving from another woman. She was learning exactly how trivial it meant in the heat of the moment.

"I," she gulped, a feeling knowing she'd never be able to take these words back once she spoke them, " I . . . want you to continue . . . mistresses," she moaned gazing at the older woman with a gaze of heat, submissive to the mage.

"Mmm.." she smiled at the answer, "Then do not just sit there, my pet. Put those moaning lips to use. Show me how much you want this, how much you want me." Kanoe gazed back with her own lustfilled eyes. She leaned in closer as her lips pressed against Narissa's. The kiss was long, deep, and demanding. There were so many fantasies filling her thoughts right now. So many things she wanted to do to this woman now that she was putty in her hand. But the witch forced herself to be patient. She would introduce her student to this world step by step.

She slipped her other hand over the untouched breast. Sliding her finger into the ethereal ring, both hands began to squeeze and mold the luscious tit flesh. The witch pushed Narissa backwards until the helpless woman was laying on her back. Still in her black robes, Kanoe stradled over the woman's stomach as she leaned forward and continue to kiss her. "You're so hot," she purred, "Tell me how you want your mistress to take you right now. I will ensure that my student feels very... very... good when this is over. I promise."

The kiss ignited the hunger in her body as Kanoe activated the second ring, able to put up no resistance as she was pushed down to the bed. Her lips suckled on the woman's lower lip, a needy whine coming from her as her breast were molded under the woman. Her back arched as she suckled harder on Kanoe's lips, her arousal and need growing by the second.

"Please mistress, take me anyway you desire," she panted after Kanoe lifted her lips away from her own "Anything will do for me." Her words appeared just as true as her whole body responded with the breast play alone and her erratic breathing making it seem she was only steps away from another orgasm. Anything could have tipped her over then.

Kanoe giggled at the lovely sounds she could produce from her apprentice. "As you wish," she purred, giving both the pulsing orbs a tight squeeze. Already her partner's body was arching off the bed, muscles tensing as all the tension was brought to the near breaking point. These rings alone were enough to bring this poor woman to her knees. The witch was thankful she did not have such a vulnerable weak point but excited to find it on her little pet.

Her hips grind gently against the woman's stomach. The witch could not contain her own excitement. She could feel her own juices trickling down her inner thigh. Much like her nude apprentice, the dark witch wore no undergarments beneathe her robes. Kanoe cooed softly as she gave the woman another deep kiss and pulled away. Her hand slipped free of the nipple ring and allowed her to lean down and take the enchanted piercing into her mouth along with the rest of the engorged peak. Her tongue lashed around both the jewelry and heated flesh of her partner. Teeth bit lightly down on the lovely teat as she began to pull backwards, sucking long and deep on the helpless nub.

"Mmm.." her purrs vibrated through both the ring and the hardened nipple. She repeated the motion over and over, her tongue never seeming to stop its constant lashings. She would switch hands and lips so she could give the other peak the attention it deserves. Low groans escape her as Narissa's own blissful whines sent ripples of need through her own heated form.

Narissa groaned as her head rolled back, her nipples aching painfully as Kanoe took one in a mouth, suckling the tit rock hard before switching to the other. Her own breathing was hard to conceal as the sensations in her body created whines of pleasure to come from her, her own hands beginning to move of their own accord.

With her chest heaving for air as she, her finger digits began grazing around the woman's soft hair, entangling themselves between the strands as she arched her back higher to Kanoe growing more desperate as her body demanded for release, teasing her more it seemed by maintaining that distance than she was earlier, already her body growing warmer with the sensation of Kanoe's own juices smearing over her naval.