Narissa twisted and scrunched up as her walls gripped around the member, trying not to scream again. Not wanting anyone outside to hear. A final thrust into her passage said different as her diaphragm tightened, she yelled out as her core gushed out with the nectar and part of the fluids that Kanoe put into her down there legs, coating the insides of her thighs and the fiery dildo.

With shaking form, Narissa bit her teeth down as she gritted out the rest of her climax. Her body, a trembling instrument in Kanoe's grip as she she shook with the remnants of the peak, shivering as the ebony student drew ragged breaths in and out, heaving as her breast responded with each raise and drop of her chest. Even without the rings being activated she was slowly growing more sensitive with Kanoe it seemed, her body seeming more and more awake and Narissa would have to notice eventually the inner workings of the mage. But for now all she could think of was how tightly her channel was wrapped around the thick and warm cock, her own body pressed back towards Kanoe's nude and lustrous form . . . A momentary thought deterrent for even the most prude of girls.

The woman spasmed and trembled from the force of the blissful release. Kanoe tightened her hold as she kept Narissa's upper body off the bed. The dildo remained fully inside the student as she came long and hard. The tingling sensation continued to torment the untouched clit as it alternated between stinging itch and waves of heat. Smiling softly, the dark witch took a few shuddering breaths of her own before slowly easing the woman back down onto the bed. The thick toy left Narissa's body with a wet slurp, dripping with the woman's sexual juices. Once her pet's body was on the sheets, she would release the woman's wrists.

The tingling itch would slowly return, spreading through the twitching folds and reminding the poor woman of her desperate need. The dark witch kneeled down beside her resting pet and gently stroked her long hair. "There... Now wasn't that wonderful?" she purred softly in her partner's ear, "How do you feel now? I hope I was not too rough with you.." Kanoe smirked down at her pet as her fingertips slide up and down the woman's back and spine.

Fire raged in her own belly and loins. Juices were lightly trickling down her thigh though it would be hard to tell with the sweat glistening her pale form. Kanoe wanted more, hungered for it. But she knew her pet more than likely would not last as long as her though she could be surprised. Narissa was already growing rather quickly magically. Who knows what other potential was inside that lovely body.

Narissa felt the woman's heartbeat racing just as quickly as her own before Kanoe parted, soon pulling the shaft from her aching cunt. Back safely on the bed, Narissa steadied her breathing as she came back down from that high, still feeling her core and her netherlips tingling from the exertion put forth from the ivory mistress. She heard Kane's words after lightly brushing her own clit, attempting to keep the ever growing flame from lighting again.

"I am fine just . . . hadn't expected it,'' she responded, no surprise she was referring to the dildo. Her fingers giving her own clitoris butterfly strokes. She didn't want to start again, or to seem so horny, but for some reason the ache wouldn't go away as it normally would when she came. To that, Narissa wondered why so, yet it was maintainable, so long as she was able to stroke the nub every so often.

Kanoe slipped off the strap on and sets it aside for now. Though her own body was at a boiling point, she was at least satisfied with how Narissa took the experience. Her eyes lowered briefly to see that the woman was still stroking the tender pearl. Though entirely nude, the dark witch stood tall and made no effort to hide herself. It was like she was acting like she was wearing more clothing than her apprentice. Taking a slow breath, the witch could feel her body screaming for her turn.

The witch removed her necklace and clasp before she began to unbraid her hair. "Well I suppose that is enough of a lesson on that particular topic," Kanoe said with a faint smirk, "I doubt your studies will improve you are stuck inhaling the musk of your own sex. Would you like to join me in the shower? We can continue tending to those little urges you have there." She smiled softly as she reached down and pinched the swollen clit, rolling it around slowly as her thumb stroked in slow circles.

She only teased for a few moments before pulling away and began making her way towards the bathroom. Her body glistened with an orange glow of the flickering candles. Hips continued to sway enticingly from side to side as she moved. Kanoe looked back towards Narissa and smiled. "Do not keep waiting too long, Narissa." With that she entered and soon the sound of running water could be heard.

Narissa could not help but gaze in awe of Kanoe's stature. Not only her breast, but the confidence and power Kanoe imbued in her stature. Her breath hitched as Kanoe caught the nub, ceasing her abdomen as it was pinched and rolled as a moan left the student's lips. And all too soon she stopped before heading towards the bathroom.

Once Narissa had heard the shower cut on, she took the time to collect herself, pulling her legs up underneath her and trying to ignore the sensitive clit, made more to ache with that pinch the woman gave. It was true, the air was nothing thick scent of sex and her inner thighs held onto the cum, still moist from her snatch. There was little else she could do with the state she was in. A shower was a must.

The ebony student pulled down her long legs from the bed, slowly peeling off her knee high white socks. Her fingers still felt the tingles and pulse rippling through them from the orgasm, but she could at least pull off both her socks. Just don't ask her to try and thread a needle with them yet.

Barefooted, she finally stood, legs more assured than her fingers as she lowered the rim of her skirt from her. The navy blue skirt was stubborn, the zipper misbehaving as she tried to shimmy out. But with a little force, she could feel the fabric finally hugging her down as it pulled passed her bare ass and her legs, finally coming loose around her lower thighs and dropping from its clingy hold. She was now totally in the nude.

By then, her clit was still pulsing, but she could tell herself to ignore it for the time. The steam had barely began to billow on the ceiling.

A faint gasp left her as the warm water met her still rather heated body. Feeling the hot water cascade down her luscious form only acted as a reminder of how tense she was now. Her hand rested over her lower belly. Her loins were quivering from the lack of attention she has given her own libido. With Narissa still struggling to escape what clothing she was still wearing, Kanoe's fingers trace lower until they were teasing over her swollen clit. The brief touch made her body go rigid as electricity sparked in her insides. "Uhhnnn..." she bit down on her lip to stifle her own moan of need. But her fingers just kept moving, stroking and pinching the exposed nub over and over again.

Must stop, she thought to herself. Narissa would be joining her soon, she was sure of it. But her fingers kept flicking and tormenting her clit as gasps and moans faintly grew louder. Her hips were twitching just as her dripping passage was. Pressing her forehead against the tile wall, she grabbed her own wrist and pulled the hand away from herself. Kanoe was gasping for breath, her cheeks faintly flushed with arousal. The dark witch thought she would last but being around such a submissive woman was driving her libido wild. She wanted more but if she kept this up, things would go on all night. Not that she would mind that but Narissa would need rest soon enough. Letting the water soak into her long raven black hair, Kanoe panted softly as she waited for her pet to arrive.

Narissa poked her head in, squinting as the steam reflected off the white tiles. She thought she heard a moan, likely from feeling how hot the water was on her skin. If only she knew how off track the actual reason was for.

She stepped inside, closing the door behind her so the draft of the air conditioning wouldn't come through, locking the steam and the themselves within as she waited for any signal to join. Would it be too forward to just walk in and take up space within the shower? Should she simply wait until Kanoe was finished? Her thoughts ran as her eyes did the same over the woman's body, watching how lovely the woman's long hair draped over her shoulders and the rivulets of water danced down her pale skin as the woman rested her forehead against the wall.

So far, Kanoe had been the one to please her and teach her. Was Narissa truly getting a fair deal from this? As of yet, Kanoe had asked nothing but obedience from her. But . . .was that the extent as she taught her how to defend herself and the mindset of the creatures that were here? It seemed almost unfair to the indigo haired woman. "Kanoe . . . if there's anything I could do . . ." True, she didn't know the art of pleasing another woman or much anything, but she also didn't wish to feel too indebted to her.

Her eyes caught on to how the woman held her own wrist, almost looking as if it were a strain. "Is your hand alright?" she asked with concern.

She heard the door shut and could see Narissa coming to the shower. The witch managed to not get caught in the act but her pet did notice she was gripping her own wrist. Kanoe did not panic and took a slow breath before loosening her own hold. "It is fine, Narissa," she said with a faint smile, "What were you saying before?" Perhaps her own pride was hindering her. Being a teacher and a mistress stroked her ego greatly and having a wonderfully obedient student made it all the more pleasing. The dark witch wanted to maintain that illusion of superiority as long as possible.

But her pet's words did not go unnoticed. Seems the woman was saying she wanted to offer her more than what was already being given. It was a pleasant offer and she would no doubt take advantage of it. Despite all the lessons and punishments, Narissa continued to obey and come to her for more. There was one mistake she would not let slide though. She would keep a tight grip on this one to ensure the mistake was not made again. Kanoe turned to Narissa and stepped closer. A finger gently lifted the woman's chin so that she may look directly into her eyes. "Did you just call me something other than Mistress, pet?" she asked, showing no signs of displeasure. The mistake could not have come at a better time. It would give her a reason to indulge further and she definitely needed to relieve some held tension.

Kanoe had seemed to recovered, even the tension in her knuckles lessened as Narissa stared through the steam. "Just that . . . I don't want this to be . . . I want to be able to help as much as you help me, is all." Narissa was not aware of the facade or the illusion of how maintained Kanoe was. She only realized that she, and maybe a few others, were the only ones cursed with the privy of knowing what was on this island and Narissa did not want to take advantage of the woman and be just as much a support to her as Kanoe was being. At least, that's what she kept telling herself.

Coming closer to her, Narissa felt the familiar sensation of having the woman trail her finger under her chin, the showered finger feeling a little slicker than what water alone could do, but she couldn't place it as the woman gave her a smoldering look. Her mistake acknowledged the moment the words "Mistress" and "pet" left her lips.

"I . . ." Wasn't keeping track, she thought to herself. "I did . . . .Mistress," she said, hoping to alleviate for her mistake with not repeating it that time.

"At least you are not lying anymore," she replied, flicking the woman's chin before smiling once more, "I am not one to refuse help of any sort, especially from my lovely apprentice. But what you wish to do depends on what you feel you can do for me. You see me as your teacher and your mistress but only in position only. I am sure you would not be so willing to obey if I were not either of those things. You have only just begun looking at how you truly feel and learn about your deepest urges. But I cannot know how you feel about your mistress. If you wish, I can use you for my own... personal reasons. But that would just make me a monster would it not?"

Kanoe stroked the woman's cheek as she pressed closer. Her full breasts pressed up against Narissa's. Rock hard nipples flicked lightly over the other woman's pierced peaks with each slow breath. It would take no effort at all to simply command this woman to kneel and bury her face into her eager folds. But Kanoe was careful, nearly a perfectionist when it came to magic and her fellow mystics. If she was to mold this student, she would do it correctly and completely.

"So..." she began again, "What do 'you' wish to do for me? Do not say anything. I want your thoughts, your opinions, your feelings in this not what you think I wish to hear. Or perhaps you wish something else from me.." A sly smirk, giving a slight hint that she did indeed notice how Narissa looked at her nude form. This was the first time the woman was able to see her unnatural and perfect beauty. Students would look both awe and jealously at her as she walked the halls of the school. Narissa seemed to be no different.

"I . . .already consented to it . . . It's not the same," Narissa spoke. This was by her choice and no one else's. That she wanted to affirm. "I do this of my free will without anything messing with my mind. I want to give as much as I take from you. I don't plan on being a parasite . . . So With that . . just tell me." Her words were confident, even if her body language didn't support it to the fullest, her eyes cast to the side as the woman stared back at her, their nude bodies gently touching at their breast.

"That is what I believe of my mistress and this," she spoke sincerely as the sound of the shower deafened the silence when she finished.

Kanoe gently guided the woman's gaze back to her own. Her lips graze Narissa's lightly in a soft kiss before pulling away. "Very well then," she whispered, "There is something you can do for me or perhaps with me before we get clean up and get some rest. You obviously have experience in being pleasured by others but you have yet to return my touch with your own." The witch pressed closer, pushing the woman up against the tile wall. "Seeing you beg for more and grind against my hips left me rather... hot. Perhaps you can help soothe this need I have. You may use what you wish. But much like you magic, I expect you to put forth everything you have into the task. Even if the task is to be my little pet."

"Consider that the price to be able to see my body in the nude like this," she giggled and kissed the woman again, "Once I am satisfied, you will assist in cleaning me and prepare for bed. We cannot have you wandering the halls alone in soiled clothing now can we?" With Claire tending to other matters, she could use another body to warm her bed. She doubts the woman would refuse the offer. Hopefully her pet will learn to love this new role as her slave and apprentice. It felt strangely good to be the one offering magical teachings for a price for once and not a monster.

"Tell me," she cooed, nibbling softly on the woman's lip before pulling away slightly, "Do you wish to have more lessons like this? Lessons where I explore your body and make you whimper and beg for more? Lessons where we learn about your deepest and darkest urges and tap into them? As your teacher I need feedback to know what my student is feeling. You are only bound to me as long as you wish my teachings as your servitude is merely payment for that."

As Kanoe's lips left her own, Narissa gave a small smile. "I already told you, mistress, I wish to do my part as well and if that is what you wish . . ." But inwardly, Narissa couldn't deny that the thoughts of the lessons continuing in these manners gave her a . . . sense of thrill, Even if she wasn't entirely vocal of it yet, she had found herself favoring these off credit hours with Kanoe with each visit.

Narissa looked down at Kanoe's treasure trove, lowering herself as she knelt outside of the bath tub, holding the woman's thighs as an anchor as she looked at Kanoe's netherlips in front of her. It was easy to see that what she spoke was true. Kanoe's nub was just outside of its hood, slick and moist the way a shower head couldn't do on its own.

A small spark of pride welled up in her. Had she done this to Kanoe with simply giving herself? She had caused this wetness? She gulped. She had never knew exactly what she was causing. If this was what happened to Kanoe when she wasn't pleasing her mistress . . . What would happen if she actively tried? Looking up, she pressed her thumb experimentally towards the nub like how Kanoe had done to her own, gauging her expression if it was safe to continue or not.

She returned the smile with her own as Narissa willingly lowered herself to her knees. The witch had her own sense of pride welling up at seeing the progress she made with this woman. Humans did things like this just as monsters do but this was her first time doing such a thing without the direct aid of magic. This was all done with her voice and touch. Making this woman into a skilled witch and a loyal servant, she could not ask for anything better.

Kanoe waited patiently as her partner gazed at her netherlips. This was the second time her pet was able to see her sex glistening like this. The woman had some experience from their first lesson together. But Narissa still was timid as if she were about to tease a wild beast. Her apprentice held her thighs as the witch gently spread them a little bit apart, just enough for the woman to get between them if necessary.

The first touch came from the student's thumb. The touch started light but slowly gained pressure as it pressed into the swollen pearl. Kanoe took a sharp breath but controlled herself. Narissa could feel the bundle of nerves throbbing with heated blood. Every motion of the woman's thumb sent a ripple of heat through her thighs and up into her very core. Her body tensed but did not pull away as her pet continued to experiment with her body.

With Kanoe's legs slightly more spread, she took that as an initiative to continue on. The nub pulsed with strongly against her touch as she slowly rolled it between her index finger and thumb, occasionaly gliding her fingers down to her slit to keep them slick as she kept returning to the nub. It was almost fascinating how she could make the whole area tense up with a small flicker of the broad side of her thumb, how her thighs tightened as she stroked up and down the outside and inside of the mage's labias. The sharp intake of breath did not go unnoticed to the student's eyes as she crept her fingers over her teacher. But the more attention she gave to Kanoe, the more her own nub began to pulsate, still affected by the fluids she didn't know her snatch was fed with.

She tried to keep her breath even as she tended to Kanoe, her other hand wanting to sacrifice anchor on the ivory thighs to aid her own clitoris a the same time. Kanoe wouldn't mind if she treated that at the same time, would she?

"Mmm. Mistress, may I tend to myself as well," she asked, her hand already lightening its hold over the woman's thigh.