"Well then I guess this big guy gets to have some fun, and by the looks of it he is rather ready." Letting go of her minion’s rod she allowed it to walk forward till it was almost on top of the dark witch. There would be no warm up for the dark witch, as with one swing of its hip the beast forced its way into Kanoe's channel. The witch was rather lucky, or unlucky depending on your view. Due to the creatures size it was only able to fit half of its length into the woman. The creature looked over its shoulder at the woman. "Fine I'll release her from her restraints." With a snap of her fingers, the lower portion of ice on the dark witch's legs would shatter taking the leg clamps with them. The creature would wrap its hands around Kanoe grabbing the witch by the rear. A second snap of the woman's fingers and Kanoe would find her hands free. "I suggest you hold on, unless you want to be snapped in two. He can get quiet into it once he's gotten a good rhythm going." The dark witch would fell the creature slowly thrusting into her folds, as it pistoned back and forth at a gentle pace.

"Auuughhhh!" her body arched off the wall as the monster's thick trunk pierced into her helpless body. She was spread painfully wide and her muscles were already clinging to the pulsing meat for dear life. "Uhhnnnnn..." she groaned as her bonds were shattered, her numb arms fell over the monster's shoulders as the beast took a firm hold her rear. Gravity took over as she felt herself sinking down the giant shaft. The heated spike inched little by little into her body until the tip itself as pushing against the entrance to her womb.

"Ugh.. Ughhnn.. Oh god..." she moaned with each buck of the beastman's hips. Her body was bounced up and down making her feel the thick tip pounding away at her cervix. Kanoe's body was on fire with desire. Groans of pain and arousal sound as heated blood seared her numb arms, gradually returning feeling to them. Too weak to fight now, her numb limbs wrap loosely around the beast as he plowed inside her.

Her libido blazed with fury as each thrust sent her insides twitching and clenching around the thick meat. Juices flowed down the pulsing rod, filling the air with the sound of slurping fluids with each bounce. Kanoe bit hard on her lip as she tried to stifle her groans. Her face buried into the beast's neck and mane, wanting to hide her flushed cheeks. She could feel his cock swelling inside her, preparing to fill her body with thick molten cum. Eyes fluttered as she struggled to remain in control of herself but every thrust became a distraction as she could only find herself focusing on the giant that was invading her dripping wet sex.

The woman bent down at the knees as if she was looking at the bottom of a table. "It hasn't even been five minutes and you’re all ready dripping wet. What a little slut we have here." The beast man reared its hips back all most withdrawing from Kanoe, before it rammed itself back in. The woman finally noticed it was trying to get into Kanoe's womb after its fourth attempt. A small chant and the cat o'ninetail would crackle with electricity. Instead of Kanoe being hit with the whip it was the creature that had been summoned. "No, you are not allowed to enter into that spot of her inner chambers." Another crack of the whip and the best man's thrust switched again. This time they which much shorter, but thrusted harder. The beast man’s head reared back as it unloaded its molten load into the dark witch. There was so much of its molten cum that it splashed out onto the floor.

There was more chanting apparently the woman wasn't done with Kanoe. The dark witch would feel something vice like wrap around her arms, and legs. The beast would pull out of Kanoe's folds as it faded once it was fully with drawn. Kanoe would be lowered to almost ground level by the phallic like tendrils that now held her bound. The woman would discard her dominatrices outfit and chant yet another spell. This spell though effected the woman by given her a rock hard pole. The woman garbed Kanoe by her raven locks, and pulled on them hard. "Did you enjoy that slut! Now I'll give you another choice you can suck on my pole, or I can feed you to these tentacles." Kanoe would notice the woman's pole was just out of reach where her mouth would be able to get it. Apparently the dark witch had another choice to make.

The witch groaned in a mixture of pleasure and pain as the demon continued to drill right into her body. Every thrust against her cervix sent her entire body shuddering with jolts of pain. The stabbing pains quickly melted away in the growing erotic heat filling her loins. Kanoe panted softly, gasping for breath as the beast relentlessly invaded her nether region.

Hearing the crackle of electricity, Kanoe winced expecting another blow only to hear the beastman roar in pain. The thrusts became less forceful but quickly quickened in pace as it pounded in and out in and out over and over again. She felt the giant member swelling inside her before it finally began to twitch violently, unloading wave after wave of hot spunk into her eager body. Kanoe's groaned wantonly as she felt the warmth filling her body but not reaching womb. The excess was oozing out around the pounding meat, dribbling down her quivering thighs and down the beast's body. Her body was on fire with need but the student seemed to have managed to hold back the impending climax begging for release.

As the beast finished, she felt her arms and legs be bound together. The creature had left her body and faded away, leaving her alone with the other woman once more. Kanoe floated in the air briefly before being lowered to her knees. Tendrils held her in place, preventing her from squirming very far from where she sat. The woman stripped down to the nude and the dark witch was left gazing at a growing phallus coming from the other mystic. Kanoe hissed in pain as she gripped by the hair. Once more her life was being threatened. She had little choice as she gasped softly and brought her lips closer to the awaiting phallus. The dark witch kissed the tip softly before sliding her lips around it, lashing her tongue and suckling gently. "Mmm.." she groaned.

A soft gasp would leave the woman's mouth, as she felt Kanoe's warm mouth surround her rod. "Wise decision. Now play with yourself, while continuing to pleasure my phallus." The let out a soft moan as she finished ordering another command to the dark witch. Amazing she just started, but ah...oh god it feels so good. The woman could here Destra laughing inside her head, since they both knew there was no god in this world. Pulling on Kanoe's hair to get her attention, "You seem to be holding back on me slut. When I said to suck me off I meant, as if your life depended on it." The woman inwardly grinned, as she thought of something. "Oh I see maybe this is all your capable of doing with your mouth." She began to laugh out loud almost in an evil way, as if she was mocking the dark witch.

Hearing the woman gasp, the witch knew that this phallus was real and connected to this student. Of course the taste was enough to reveal the reality of this rod. A muffled groan sounds as Kanoe obeyed the woman. Fingers slid down her glistening body and curled up into her dripping wet sex. Cum and juices squished around her fingers as she stroked slowly, touching herself much like she would if she were masturbating in privacy of her own shower.

Her punisher was still mocking her and telling her suck harder. Kanoe knew it was useless to resist. The tentacles kept her from fighting back. Even if she were free, the witch did not want to admit that this woman was perhaps stronger than her when it came to magic. With summonings and perfect control there was no doubt that her magic would do little against skill and experience.

Kanoe swallowed several inches of warm cock in one gulp. Pressing it deeper into her mouth, her tongue slither beneathe as she sucked harder and deeper than before. Her free hand rose up to fondle her heavy breast, well aroused and swollen with heat and nectar. Her groans vibrated down the heated rod as the witch began to rock her head. As she pulled back, she sucked as deeply as she could before lashing her tongue when she pushed it all back into her throat.

The woman winced at the sudden increase in effort on the part of her captive. "See what happens when you..." A soft moan left the woman's lips, as her grip loosened on Kanoe's raven locks before it was tightened again. "See what happens when you actually put in the effort." She tried to hold in her moans, as Kanoe went through each round of head bobbing. There were those rounds where she couldn't stifle it anymore, and the moan was released. I don't know how much longer I can hold out to this. Her man meat was beginning to throb as the pressure inside was building to the point of breaking. The woman wasn't going to let her captive have such an easy win, but it might be impossible to stop at the rate things were going.

The witch quickly caught on that the woman was losing it. Of course she was not doing much better. Her own fingers stroked in slow circles over her precious g-spot as she continued to bob her head back and forth. The student tried to talk down to her but much of the insults were lost in loud moans. The words did not need to be said as Kanoe's reddened cheeks revealed. She was forced to be on her knees and sucking off this student. Along with the fact this woman was better at magic than she was, her pride was already suffering enough.

But if the meat between her lips was indeed real, she will just have to see if she can tire out this woman. Magically made or not, it seemed to be having a great effect on her punisher. That plan did not settle well in her mind as well. Sucking someone off in hopes of an advantage, she felt like a whore.

"Mmm.." Her focus was lost as eyes began to flutter and roll back in her head. Groans vibrate down the heated shaft as the witch struggled to fight her own growing orgasm. Though out lasting the woman was useless, it would be at least a victory in one field at least. Kanoe's tongue lashed beneathe the swollen rod as she sucked harder and deeper than before. The lewd slurp of juices could be heard from between Kanoe's thighs as fingers worked diligently to send her over the edge.

The woman clenched her teeth as she tried to think of things that would allow her to last longer. Her mind suddenly set its self on her mistress, and how the woman's oral skills would have sent her over the top thrice all ready. This seemed to give her the motivation to hold her desire to blow her load back. The meat stick the dark witch had between her mouth was obviously throbbing. It seemed Kanoe had the woman on the brink of release multiple times, only to be denied as if she was being taunted. I didn't think it was possible for you to show restraint my pet. It must really be beginning to hurt by the look on your face, if I were you I let it out soon or there might be permanent damage. Destra mentally spoke into her pets mind, as if both warning her and praising her. It was obvious the woman wasn't going to blow her load until the dark witch went over first.

Helpless before the woman's unnatural endurance, Kanoe's eyes rolled back completely in her head. Holding back the coming climax only made the surge of liquid heat even more devastating. Despite the many times she thought she had the woman, the cock would not release and continued to swell between her spread lips. Unable to fight any longer, a faint whimper escaped her before it was followed by a muffled squeal of defeat. Kanoe's body went rigid as wave after wave of pure bliss wracked her system. Juices gushed forth over her pumping fingers as she came long and hard. Her sucks were still deep but no longer methodic and organized like before. The witch's body swayed and jolted as her sexual fluids pooled between her thighs.

The dark witch had finally succumbed to the pleasure her own body had built up. Now it was time for the woman to have her own release, as she shoved her member into the back of the witches thought. A hand at the back of Kanoe's head kept the witch from pulling back, as finger from another hand pinched her nose close. "Now swallow every last bit of my cum bitch, if you want to breath." The member in the witch's mouth would erupt violently, as it spasmed out what seems like glasses full of cum. Eventually the torrent ran down to a trickle and then eventually stopped all together. The woman let go off the witches nose, as she slid her member out of the Kanoe's mouth. Oddly enough the member was still unnaturally hard, as the woman hand grasped Kanoe by the hair again. The tentacles binding her captive would unwind, as the disappeared into the abyss they had been summoned from.

The woman would drag kanoe over to a pair of stocks that had been placed into the room. The stocks were made from three pieces of wood, and one metal plate. The metal plate was bolted to the ground, while a wooden pole secured into the plate rose up. Attached to the lower pole was a piece of wood with half circles cut into it. This was the part Kanoe was thrown into, as the woman's wrists, and neck would be placed into these spots. The third piece of wood was designed similar to the second, but was attached to the second by hinges as it was closed on top of the first in a scissor like motion. Both the third and second pieces had small iron loops at the opposite end of the hinge. A lock could be heard being put into place, making sure Kanoe couldn't force herself free. The stock also forced Kanoe to bend over while still standing up, as if she had been bent over a desk or table.

The woman circled back to Kanoe's back side, and stuck two fingers into the woman's wet fold. The fingers would move n and out of Kanoe's channel. It was obvious that the woman in charge of Kanoe's punishment wasn't done with her. "Now which one of these holes should I fuck." The woman was obviously contemplating which hole to use next , but was drawn to the clear fluid dripping from Kanoe's bosom. Taking her fingers out of the dark witchs channel, the woman would go over to the corner of the room. Wheels could be heard as a table was rolled into sight of her captive. On the table was a breast pump. "Hm I wonder what that fluid is your breast are producing. I better take a few samples for the science department to analyze." The pumps would be attached to the dark witch's bosom, once the machine was turned on each breast would be given a good firm squeeze. It seemed the woman was watching to make sure the machine was working properly.

Eyes grew wider as the thick cock as forced all the way to the back of her throat. Her jaw was opened wide as she nearly gags from the forceful thrust. The witch could not pull away as a hand held her in place. But the other hand soon joined and closed her nose so should not breath at all. Her body trembled as a gurgled squeal sounded from her throat. A flood of molten hot seed ballooned her cheeks and down her throat. With no where else to go, Kanoe could only gulp mouthful after mouthful of the white seed. Unable to draw a single breath, her struggles grew desperate as there seemed to be no end of the long hard climax of the mystic's cock. Without air, her struggles grew weaker until her eyes began to glass over. Weakly, her body swayed there on her knees as her arms dangled uselessly at her sides. A forced gag reflex was about all that was saving her from drowning from the copius amounts of seed being fed down her throat.

When the release finally ended, stars flecked her vision as oxygen filled her lungs. She coughed as drool and seed dribbled from her mouth and down her chin. Still recovering, the witch could not manage to make her limbs work as she was literally dragged along the concreted floor over to the stocks. The student tormenting her was easily overpowering her as she forced to her feet and placed in the stocks. "Uhhnnn..." the witch groaned weakly, unable to break free of her new bonds.

"Ahhh!" she gasped as her body arched, thrusting her heaving orbs forward as the two fingers explored her juicy sex. Kanoe felt completely helpless and weak before this woman. Still taking shuddering breaths and with a belly full of cum, she was still completely out of it. Her eyes widen at the sight of the large pump being rolled infront of her. Her captor must have noticed she could lactate. The witch was unsure how much more she could endure this. The cups were sealed over her darkened peaks. She could not muster any pleas before the machine rumbled on. "Ahhhhnnnn! Oooohhhnnn!" her toes curled as the suction began. Her nipples stretched from the pressure but almost immediately released a steady stream of clear nectar from her heavy jugs. The release of all the pressure in her chest left Kanoe groaning wantonly as if her breasts cumming hard inside the cups.

The woman circled around back of her captive having a wooden paddle in her grasp. "It sounds like you are rather enjoying being milked." The woman commented before a small incantation was placed on the paddle. One side of the paddle was enchanted with the feeling of cold, while the other side was enchanted with the feeling of heat. The two very different sides were alternated between, as the paddle bared down on her captives rear. It was only natural there were complications when a person with dominate traits become some ones play thing. The woman eyes laid down on the clip that was holding her captives braided ponytail in place. She often wondered why her mistress didn't take on student playthings, but instead chose to deal with them in a gentle manner.

The current state was an example of the ruthlessness that her mistress should be exhibiting. Instead she pampered the humans with allowing them to experience their wildest sexual dreams. What her captive didn't know was this dimension could also be used to reflect nightmares as well. What her captive was going through might be considered a sexual nightmare to the woman. Finished with contemplating and the paddle in her hands, she tossed the object to the side as it could be heard hitting the floor before it skidded across it. "I'm not done with you yet. Not in the least bit my little slut. My phallus is still rock hard, and it doesn't seem like its going to calm down for a while." With those words said the woman lined her phallus up with her next target, and thrusted fast and hard. Unfortunately this target wasn't her captives cum soaked channel, but instead the captives back door as it was forcefully entered into. The woman didn't stop to allow her captive time too adjust, as she thrusted in and out of her captives bottom. This was ruthless power that she was demonstrating to her mistress. The kind of power that made even the most resistive mortal break and obey.

"Nngh! Ooohhnnn!" The witch gritted her teeth but could do nothing to hold back the moans of pleasure escaping her lips. Her body was already producing more nectar, adapting to the relentless suction of the machine. She would not admit to liking being milked but she could hardly deny how good it felt to have her aching and swollen teats released of their tension and pressure. Held down in this vulnerable position, she knew there was more coming to her. Kanoe could faintly hear an incantation being cast, another spell designed to torment her no doubt.

"Aiiiieeeeee!" She screamed in pain as what felt like a heated paddle just struck her shapely rear. The second strike that came produced and even louder cry as the heat was immediately counter with a strike of freezing cold. Constantly alternating between hot and cold, her rear pulsed with waves of pain and heat as a clear red mark was made across her pale cheeks. The paddling went on for several swings before she was allowed a small pause. Tears ran down Kanoe's cheeks as she sobbed and groaned in pain and arousal. The milk pumps continued to drain her still firm orbs of their nectar was her rear radiated a stinging heat that rippled outwards towards her core.

~I'm not done with you yet~

They were the worst words to hear. She was to be tortured further. How long would this continue? What was this woman's intention? The witch was already feeling despair and helplessness. There was no telling how her mind and willpower will fair against further assaults. Feeling the heated tip of the woman's cock, Kanoe did not have time to even squirm before the rock hard phallus plowed right into her tight ass. She screamed in agony as she was forced wide apart to fit the woman's thick rod. Each thrust went at the same quick and forceful pace, bringing forth wave after wave of heated agony as her body struggles to adapt.

The woman let out a moan as she thrusted into her captive again. "What a tight little ass you have. I'm going to enjoy making you cum from being fucked in the ass." The woman suddenly and unexpectedly slowed her tempo down. It probably wasn't to give her captive time to adapt, but for her to enjoy the feeling enveloping her hard rod. The truth was she didn't want to put her meat rod in her captives channel. Not with all the beast man cum inside that hole. She would wait for the witch to cum all of it out of that hole, before she even thought of placing her rod inside of it. The woman however was noting how her captives body reacted to being assaulted in each of her holes. It was as if she was taking measurements of her captives intimate areas. The reason for this was unknown at the moment, and probably wouldn't become apparent for some time.