The woman was finally moving after being paralyzed by the sheer amount of pleasure being felt. Fingers ran through Kanoe's raven black hair, holding her to her apprentice's throbbing nub. Feeling how fast the woman's pulse was racing within those swollen orbs, the dark witch decided to press on and reward her obedient student.

Kanoe's hand slipped off the woman's breast. Her fingertips trace down the dark flesh of her partner, teasingly lingering in slow circles around the student's navel before sliding lower. She knew Narissa was more than ready. Muscles were tense and the smell of arousal and sex was heavy in the air. Still sucking deeply on the woman's tit and ring, her fingers began to lightly trace up and down Narissa's juicy netherlips. At first she only slightly parted the slit, going up and down giving the swollen clit an occasional flick to keep her on her toes.

The touches were fleeting and soon faded completely, leaving the woman's glistening sex exposed only to the cool air around them. Her two fingers twist together and in one quick and sudden thrust entered her partner's awaiting body. The feel and sound of juices slurping around her fingers made the witch groan through her filled lips. Her fingers pumped and drilled in and out of the woman's tight folds, using enough force to ensure the student felt every little motion made inside her eager body.

The pants that came from her gave her a heady feeling as she breathed in the smell of both Kanoe's and her own arousal, her fingers massaging more deeply into her scalp in response. It felt like there was a humming bird trapped in her chest with how quickly her heartbeat thrummed within her, sending shivers of ecstasy through her body with each touch it she received from Kanoe. She felt her the muscles on her stomach begin to jump at the teasing touches that Kanoe committed to the skin, making her body tense as they circled around her belly button.

"Please," she begged, eyes looking down at the mage. She must have looked a messed begging for another woman to fuck her, wanting it so bad herself even. But it was only the two of them. No monsters. No prefects. No one to answer to or be afraid of finding out and that knowledge put her in a greater ease under the woman's command as she felt her place her fingers around her opening.

Narissa shuddered as Kanoe's fingers glided around opening, practically skating over how slippery and wet she was. The sporadic flicks to her clitoris sent her hips to jerk twice, moaning again as she widened her legs for the woman. But when the slowly diminishing touches left completely, she leaned her head up, both fearful she had stopped and curious at the reason. It would be that exact moment that she felt her pussy thrust into, a shout leaving her of pleasure as her walls clutched around the fingers, too wet to grip at them but driving her wild beneath the witch. She felt the twisted fingers grinding within her, making her head roll back, her whines picking up a pitch before she came down hard under Kanoe, her body riding it out as the climax was made two-fold with the activated rings making her muscles seize with the peak for the length of the height.

Her partner begged for more, begged for the release that was lingering just out of reach. Kanoe was already preparing to give it all to this woman. The student's thighs parted, exposing those juicy netherlips fully to the dark witch. The wonderful cries that sound from Narissa with each thrust of her fingers was lovely music to her ears. The slippery inner walls reacted immediately, clinging tightly to her fingers which only made the lewd slurping of juices more audible to their ears.

Kanoe drilled her fingers harder and faster as the woman cried out and begged for more. Her own breaths grew ragged as she panted heavily with exertion and arousal. Her own body tensed as she watched her partner's head roll back and her entire body arch. The cries grew louder until it finally all came crashing down in a blissful wail. Juices gushed over her hand as her fingers continue to force their way in and out of her the clinging passage. The witch flickered her tongue over the nipple ring as she took deep sucks. Her own groans vibrated into the engorged peak.

She felt the woman's juices soaking of her black robes. But that did not stop her from pressing closer to the student's spasming form. Kanoe finally let the ring slip out of her lips as she moved up and kissed the woman deeply. Her fingers did not stop twisting and thrusting, forcing the climax to draw out until the body simply could take no more. Only when the climax had finally ended would Kanoe break the kiss and pull away. "Now how did that feel?" she asked heatidly. Kissing tenderly, the witch sat up and began to slide her robes off her pale body.

To Narissa, it felt as if her skin was nothing more than one large instrument and Kanoe was the expert player. Each inch of her skin felt taught to the woman's dexterous fingers as she responded to every single action with fervor. There was nothing that Narissa could do to keep her body from responding, not with how Kanoe had her fingers drilling within her own core and how the nectar gathered around the woman's fingers.

It was with that crashing orgasm that she and her will crumbled with little effort. Her senses were heightened as she panted in the hot air, infused with the scents of both her own sex and that of Kanoe above her, her eyes catching a bead of sweat that came from her mistress. It continued down until it rolled down the woman's wondrous orbs before they lowered to Narissa's own. Narissa's back arched as she felt Kanoe's lips on her own, almost as if offering herself as a sacrifice. Her body still tingled with the sensations, her heart fluttering all the while as she suckled on the woman's lips like a delicacy. Only when Kanoe lifted herself up did she truly become conscious of her actions again, blushing at the question . . . Yet not showing the least bit sign of regret from it.

"It . . .I never thought I could . . . feel so good . . ." she answered breathlessly.

"Mmm.." she cooed softly as the black robes fell all the way down to her ankles, "That was only the beginning, pet. Does a monster really stop at this point or do they keep going? Do you beg for the creature to stop or do you hope deep down that it never does?" If Narissa was conscious enough, she would be able to see that Kanoe wore nothing under her robe. The dark witch turned towards her apprentice. Her breasts were large but firm. Even without a bra they remained in perfect form. The only thing on her body now was her cross necklace which was now resting between her luscious orbs.

Kanoe smirked at the sight of the dark skinned woman. Sprawled out on her bed, both thighs apart. Even the woman's skirt did not entirely hide the glistening trail of juices running down Narissa's inner thighs. The skirt and socks only made the student all the more appealing. The meager coverings made the woman appear even less clothed and all the more vulnerable. The dark witch's shapely hips swayed from side to side seductively as she moved closer to the weary apprentice. Her breasts gently bounced and swayed with each step until she was once more on the bed and crawling over the other woman.

The witch traced a finger slowly up along the inside of Narissa's leg. She followed the glistening trail upwards until it reached the woman's inner thigh and beneathe her skirt. Kanoe waited patiently for her pet's answers. Her finger teased up and down the soaking netherlips, flicking the exposed clit gently with each pass. There were so many things she wanted to do to this beginning mystic. Would her pet obey her without question or will this one try and resist her?

There was something so erotic with how the dark cross was more or less cushioned between Kanoe's breast . . . It made Narissa's average ones feel less than A cups. She lifted her upper body of the bed, propping herself up with her elbows as she watched the 'dance' that Kanoe made with her simple walk over. Narissa hung on every word as the mage moved closer with each sway of her hips, her dark brown eyes following each motion.

Kanoe's words were more than just a firm warning or in a shape of a lesson . . . It was a promise to come. The russet skinned woman felt her heart flutter as the answer was already on the tip of her tongue. "They . . . Don't stop . . ." She said, watching as Kanoe resembled a predator in her eyes, bringing herself over her. Her sultry movements was enough for her to be distracted until she felt the trailing finger teasing her cunt and pearl more, sending wild shivers up and down her spine, tensing her thighs. The dominant woman would get what she wanted.

"I . . .beg for the creature . . ."

Kanoe smiled softly at the answer. "Good girl," she kissed the woman's lips, "Very good girl. Since you begged for more, I shall give it to you. Roll over onto your hands and knees. I see how your eyes follow me, my pet. But until I say otherwise, you must face away from me while I properly equip myself." With that, both her and the finger she was teasing with pulled away from the glistening beauty. Both their nude and practically nude bodies had a light sheen of sweat giving the witch a look of polished ivory while Narissa looked more like polished ebony. The witch turned and walked to her closet, looking back to ensure her pet was not peeking before bending over to shift through some various toys she would use on her new playmate.

She began with the simple items. Some small egg shape vibrators and a strap on. The vibrators were nothing special while the strap on had a long thick rubber dildo on it. It came with a vibrator but also had a hole at the tip to release fluids which could be filled at the base. With her many lessons with her mistress and lessons she gives her own lover, the dark witch had an assortment of aphrodisics and other fluids she would put in the dildo. Kanoe took a small vial and poured the contents into the base, letting the rubber object be completely filled before sealing it and strapping it around her waist. Now it was time to put Narissa's body to the limit.

The dark witch returned, ensuring she remained behind Narissa so the woman could not see what she had prepared. For now, she set aside the other vibrators. She was eager to get on to the main course for now. Stroking the long black rod, the witch began to channel fire mana directly into the hardened rubber. She would heat it enough to soften it and make it very warm to the touch to help give the illusion of the flesh of a real cock. Kanoe then lightly squeezed the shaft. Seeing a light trickle of fluid, she knew the toy was ready and moved towards the woman's eager form.

Being on all fours, the skirt did nothing to protect the student's exposed rear and sex. Hands slid up and down Narissa's sides before coming to rest on the woman's hips. The hot tip dragged up the woman's inner thigh before slowly sawing along the glistening folds. The light amount of fluid on the tip would soak into the exposed slit and would take effect very soon. The fluid was not an aphrodisic but rather an itching fluid. Soon the fluid would be deep inside the woman's passage becoming an itch that only this cock could scratch. The witch continued to saw away as she gave one order to her pet. "Beg.." she whispered darkly.

As much as her burning body willed her to see what exactly she meant by "Better equipped" Narissa didn't wish to chance upsetting her. She used the time to allow her body to rest more, feeling her swollen breast sway beneath her, the rings dangling from pronounced nipples almost perfectly. Without her rings activated, the sheen of sweat on her body was only a minor deterrent of her wandering thoughts to what Kanoe must have been doing. Narissa's tongue skimmed over the top of her bottom lip subconsciously in anticipation.

Her ears only caught the movements of the witch behind her, the sound of something being poured into sounded faint as she strained to identify it. Soon, she felt the woman behind her, caressing her hips as something with a knobbed end began grazing up and down her passage, sending a hiss from between her lips. She could feel its warmth and almost made her turn around. It felt . . . way too much like a cock, from the many introductions to them on the island as she had been shown as she clawed at the sheets beneath them. But even that didn't compare to the sensation that was slowly making her walls clutch curiously around the tip, a sensation of needing to be touched as she moved a hand under her to sate it, her thighs rubbing together.

"Please?" she said as the sensation began to grow even more.

Her grip on her partner's hips tightened upon hearing the one simple word. Kanoe would not linger any longer as the woman's thighs rubbed together in an attempt to ease the tingling itch that was now tickling her entrance and clitoris. The witch pushed her hips forward, feeling the readied resistance of Narissa's clinching folds. She licked her lips and grunted out a hard thrust, causing the thick tip to penetrate into the woman's eager body.

The tightness around the toy made it easier to release the itching fluids inside her pet. Each hard buck of her hips spurted more and more, mixing with the student's juices and soaking into every part of the woman's insides. Kanoe only pulled back slightly before grunting out another hard thrust, forcing herself deeper and deeper into Narissa as each thrust fed another dose of fluids into her apprentice's body. The itching sensation would spread like wildfire down the dark woman's inner walls. The constant need to be soothed would soon reach the woman's precious g-spot and the only thing that would be able to soothe her needing passage would be the thing feeding her the fluid in the first place.

Once the heated dildo is fully inside her apprentice, the dark witch would proceed to pull back. She would pull back till only the tip remained inside then thrusts as hard and fast as she could all the way into Narissa's trembling body. With that, her rhythmic thrusts would begin. In and out, each stroke would rubbed against all those itching places while also feeding more of the itching sensation to them. A cycle of tormenting and soothing, making every part of her passage eager to be filled over and over again just to have the itching soothed for just a moment. Of course she had no interest in torturing her pet, this was just going to make each thrust all the better as it tends to her itching sex.

"Ahh!" Narissa felt each stroke, every one deliberate as the last as Kanoe pulled out, only making her emptied cavern ache for it back. She couldn't tell what Kanoe had concocted with the dildo and, even if she could feel the fluids in her hypersensitve walls, she wouldn't be able to tell the difference from it or her slurping walls that made her wet as she began pressing back with her hips to meet each stroke.

"Mistress! Please don't stop," she begged as the itching ache became greater, her clit feeling like it was on fire as she rubbed her thumb over the pulsing pearl. It was as if the hungrier her body became, the more it would need, only to become hungrier, like drinking soda on a hot day. It was only a temporary relief to pull her back as she clutched her walls tightly around the very real like dildo, closing her eyes in pleasure.

"Ahh... Ahh..." Kanoe panted softly as her hips bucked forward to meet each press of the woman's hips. She granted Narissa's wish, never intending to stop. The lewd slurping of juices were louder than ever as the cock filled the woman's body over and over again. Nails dug into the dark flesh of her student's hips, ensuring that her pet did not escape her though it was doubtful the woman would ever try.

Trained specifically for sex by her mistress on several occasions, the witch was far from reaching the ends of her endurance. Each thrust ended with the wet clap of her hips against her pet's firm bottom. Sweat drenched her pale form. Each thrust sent rogue strands of raven black hair forward, sticking to her bare chest in long inky threads. Her breasts bounced and swayed from the constant motions of her entire body. Every muscle was devoted to her pet, ensuring she felt the thick rubber cock grind against every part of the woman's clenching walls.

Her own juices trickled out of her untouched sex and down her thighs, mixing with the sweat that was already dripping down them. Each thrust now ended with a roll of her hips, forcing the hot rod to force itself to rub against Narissa's sensitive folds. Kanoe could feel her own folds twitching, eagerly wanting a taste of the bliss her pet was receiving right now. But her own pride kept her from having the woman eat her out. No, she would appear strong before her student and remain dominant in this relationship. Looking down at Narrisa's body, she could only grin at seeing that one hand was being used for support while the other was obviously adding to the pleasure and frustration of the woman's body.

Kanoe's grip stung on the younger girl's hip, driving her closer to in synced motion with Kanoe. It seemed as if Kanoe was the powerhouse of this dance and Narissa was doing what she could just to keep up as she kept rubbing the excited nub of her own clit, itching with the fluids and her want. Narissa could feel the coupling within her, feel Kanoe grinding within as she tried to support herself on her one elbow on the bed, whining as she rested her cheek against the warm pillow under her.

Narissa could feel more than just the ache of her body, with each movement, Kanoe's own seemed to be revealed as she pounded into the youth, her need, her power, her dominating form. It was more to Narissa than just the difference of age of backgrounds, it was as if they were part of two different worlds altogether, something forbidden and unlearned by the dark haired girl that she could feel from Kanoe and she couldn't tell what.

Hearing the whimpers of defeat, the witch groaned loudly as she continued to pound away the woman's itching sex. She saw Narissa's upper body fall towards the soft sheets of her bed. The single arm was losing strength and folding under the weight of the black woman. Kanoe showed no mercy to her pet. She continued to saw the thick rubber rod right against the student's tingling g-spot, stroking and soothing the hardening bundle of nerves relentlessly.

She had to admire how her pet was still flicking and stroking her own clitoris despite being ground up against the pillow she layed on. Leaving herself fully impaled inside the woman, she began to do shorter more rapid pumps as the witch leaned forward. Narissa would feel her rock hard nipples graze up her back as hands slid up both her sides. Kanoe grabbed both the woman's upper arms and began pulling the woman up off the sheets. Her hands slid down both arms, forcing both of them back behind the woman before taking a firm grip at the wrists. Now holding the woman up by the wrists, her hips began pounding back at its long hard pace. Without anything to soothe the glistening clit, the helpless nub would continue to tingle with need and leave the poor woman distracted as the thick heated dildo continues to fuck the woman into oblivion.

With the woman held up there would be nowhere to hide the screams of need. Breasts would jiggle and bounce with each thrust. Though a slave, Kanoe had her fair share of training on how to be dominant with her lover to be used for practice. A low moan escaped her lips as she enjoyed the thought of showing this little apprentice just who was the mistress and who was the slave in this relationship.

Narissa began feeling her cheek slowly lift away from the cooling pillow case, her mind distracted from the hard nubs grazing up her back as her fingers lost touch with her fiery clit. Without it, a rolling moan left her lips and was cut off with another thrust from the shaft.

"K-k-kanoe!" she reeled back, her arms pulling back to reach towards the crying nub as their juice squelched beneath them. With the second ream at that angle, Narissa jolted as the tip rubbed against her most sensitive spot within her. "KAnoe! I need--I need!" she yelled, her eyes turning back with pleading as her walls began clutching around the object in expectations of a climax. The dildo rubbed more of the substance against her walls, both relieving and creating the ever growing hunger within the ebony student as she began to bump back into the ivory woman, almost perfectly matched to the woman's movement as her breast slapped in front of her, her back rubbing the mage's pert nipples with the warm, shined with sweat back. Narissa was losing the dance quickly and wouldn't be able to hold long as tendrils of shivers ran through her body, her skin, her spine.

Watching the effects of molding this woman into what she was now brought forth the most amazing thrills through Kanoe's body. Even with her lover being a servant, Claire always had her ways of being devious and fighting back during their moments of passion. But Narissa was different. The lovely student was powerless, helpless before her. The growing apprentice was hers to teach and command. The woman did not question, did not fight any requests or order she gave. Narissa was completely devoted to the dark witch, her teacher, her mistress. Was this how her own mistress felt when the powerful being crushed the witch and molded her into what she was now? If she were in a more right state of mind, such a question would have worried her some.

The witch kept a tight grip of Narissa's wrists, ensuring that the woman would not be able to reach back down beneathe her. It would not take many thrusts for the black woman to give and simply hang there by her own arms while Kanoe continues to ream out her itching folds. Her pet did not complain though. Instead, her precious servant begged for more. She found herself licking her lips as her own lower belly quivered with anticipation. "Ooohhh..." she groaned softly, "Narissa... Don't.. Don't fight it... Cum for me! Cum! Cum! Cum!" Each time she cried out the word, her hips would pound hard and deep into the woman's eagely clinging sex. The dark witch continued to repeat the word over and over again, letting the student know it was ok to give in. Kanoe watched at the wonderful sight of the trembling glistening body before her as she continued to thrust harder and faster than before. Gasping breaths of pleasure and exertion left the witch's lips but she showed no signs of stopping until the woman was done for.