Kanoe's entire body tensed up as her eyes glazed over from the sudden rush of memories flowing in her head. Eyes flutter wildly as she experienced the sex and milking she willingly with Seraph's many plants. She offered herself to the angel as if she were nothing but a pet, a slave to the powerful being. She did not want to see anymore but could not force the memories out of her head as she reexperienced each and every event.

If it were just memories, the witch would have had a chance to endure it all again. But she was reliving the memories physically as well or at least her mind thought so. Her belly quivered as her fluttering eyes began to roll back in her head. The effort she took to rise to her feet would soon be wasted as her knees wobble and grew weak. A weak whimper and moan left her now breathless lips as a steady flow of juices ran down her inner thighs. Being in the garden so long has already taken its toll on her body and mind. She has yet to have a moment to recover any strength or willpower against this assault.

"Uhhhnnnn.." juices squirt from her trembling folds as her knees fold beneathe her. Her arms hung loosely to her sides as she stared blankly straight ahead. Her breathing was ragged as her nipples and clit ached and throbbed with pleasure. Juices flowed freely as she a small climax from the experience. She could do little now but ride the sensations as the rest of the memories soon passed and left her mentally drained once more. "Ohh.. Oh god.." she groaned, slumping forward and using her hands to keep from falling completely on her face. There was little the mere mortal could do in this state. She was just a toy being played with by a stronger being.

Seraph watched, his expression blank and concealing the thoughts and emotions that went on in his mind, as Kanoe relived everything he had made her do, her body reaching it's own mini-climax from the 'memories'. Her juices flowed freely from her body as she relived what had happened, weak whimpers and moans slipping past her lips as her body folded back to the garden floor, her eyes blankly staring straight ahead. When her body finally stopped reliving her memories and she was fully aware of what had been done to her she groaned as she slumped forward, her hands reaching out to prevent her from falling on her face.

You asked me what I did to you ... surely you must have expected something like this Kanoe. Your too smart and knowledgeable of what this place is like to assume differently.

Seraph's answer was calm, controlled, and cold. He gestured, and five steps away from Kanoe a portal formed. It looked as if the air had become a thick liquid and was floating in a circle. The surface facing Kanoe reflected where the portal led to, Kanoe's room. All she would have to do was touch it and she could leave. I'm not sure if you can see it Kanoe, but there is a portal five steps forward in front of you. Touch it and you will return to your room and I will not come into contact with you ... well for a while at least. Of course if you can't than I'll assume you want to stay here, and will treat you appropriately. It would be very interesting to see if Kanoe could in fact reach the portal and leave. For his part Seraph had every intention of honouring what he had said. The portal led to Kanoe's room, and if she touched it she would be returned to her room and Seraph would leave her alone. If not ... he would keep using her until she was completely gone, with the only way she could recover being either a wing magic spell or spending a significant amount of time away from the mana rich area around Seraph and his garden.

Suspected or not, she had little choice but to ask in order to learn what had happened to her. Having her soul nearly raped away by an elemental then having her shattered mind be remolded to Seraph's preferences, the witch had been thoroughly abused in mind, body, and even soul. The high saturation of mana in the air has long since fully charged her body. Even the act of breathing was sending a tingling wave of pleasure through her chest all the way down to her lower belly. If she stayed any longer, she would no doubt be remolded again and who knows how long she would be a puppet to this monster's whims.

Seeing the glimmering portal, the dark witch trembled as she slowly returned to her feet. Her breathing left as soft groans as mana continued to soak into her body. Her steps were shaky, her legs still numb from the climax she just recently endured. Kanoe's progress was slow but at least she was going towards the portal. Each step seemed to send tremors up her thigh and right into her dripping netherlips. Her chest felt heavy as her breasts swayed, sloshing with nectar. Every breath felt like fire searing her lungs. She could see the borders of her vision blurring as she struggled to remain focus. Kanoe blinked, shaking her head as she tried to fight the lewd memories still lingering in her thoughts. Her final steps ended with a wobble as she lost her balance and fell forward, falling through the portal to where ever it was to send her. The over stimulation would leave her out of it for some time as her unconcious form trembled from the mana tormenting her nude form.

Seraph watched impassively as Kanoe rose, rather shakily, to her feat and slowly approached the portal. He could see her mana induced lust raging in her body, and her fear of what he would do if she remained. She was, of course, right in that regard. Seraph was in no way finished with Kanoe yet, even as she staggered towards the portal that promised an end to this, and an escape from Seraph. He continued to watch as Kanoe, quite literally, fell onto the portal, seeing her body teleport through it and land onto her own bed. For a moment Seraph considered sending a anti-magic spell to dispel most of the magic Kanoe had absorbed in his garden from her, but quickly decided against it. With a gesture the portal closed, and Seraph returned to his throne, a smile on his lips. Even if what he had done was only small, one had to start small. It would be interesting to see just how long it took the dark witch to notice a tiny sliver of her soul was infused with his own magic rather than hers. If she would realise just why her spells came a little easier, why the backlash was weaker, yet the power output stronger. Or if she would just take it all for granted.

Either way it would prove to be an entertaining development ... and another reason for Seraph to pay attention to Kanoe. He maintained the spell he had cast to conceal Kanoe's absence from school from her teachers, other students and from Natsuki, and when Kanoe recovered she would find it standing in front of her. It would reach out and touch Kanoe, and the moment contact was made Kanoe would learn everything that had happened to it during that time, and the illusion would vanish without a trace.