Beyond the faint tingling across her skin, the witch did not notice anything the woman was doing mana wise. Kanoe returned to copying the summoning notes Ishtar had. It still confused her how this woman had these notes. Telling the beginning illusionist had no incantations for her spells to begin with, it was doubtful these notes came from the group she learned magic with prior to coming to this island. Still, there was no harm in copying them down and studying them later. Kanoe continued to work as Ishtar prepared another spell to cast.

Ishtar found her image and began to cast. She focused on the energy into her illusion as she filled a big space with a miniature dragon. It was pretty large and green and it breathed fire. Of course it was just an illusion and despite the roar of the flames, no heat was obvious sign that it had not real. The young woman felt really drained but continued to concentrate on her spell. In fact to keep the illusion up, she found herself only concentrating on the spell.

The room was soon filled with green scales and the rumbling of a mythical dragon. Kanoe's eyes lit up as the illusion roared and breathed flames everywhere. An impressive spell but really this was neither the time nor the place for something as large and loud as a fire breathing dragon. "Ishtar!" she hissed in annoyance only to find the woman was too far into her spell to pay attention. Rising to her feet, she walked over to the blue haired woman. Though she knew it was an illusion, the dragon was still rather intimidating and she found herself forcing her steps in order to reach the student.

Her hand would grab Ishtar's forearm and give it a hard yank to pull the woman off balance some. "What do you think you're doing?!" she said venomously, "Do you want every student in these dorms to hear what you are doing down here?! We are something that they will never understand. The last thing I want is to have all eyes on this room and on us because you decided to go overboard with a spell." Of course the two were safe as all the rooms were soundproof for obvious reasons. But students could never know that without some thorough digging.

"Your ignorance and lack of discipline is growing tiresome, Ishtar," she said, releasing the woman's arm.

Eeekk! Ishtar let out a shout as she felt her arm get tugged violently. The blue haired girl nearly felt over the force of the pull, in the space of a second her dragon suddenly vanished as she no longer could keep her concentration on it. The young woman looked up in fear, instinct telling her that she was being attacked. What she saw was arguably worse, her mentor was staring at with a look of absolute anger at the young student.

The witch made it absolutely clear to the Ishtar should never attempt to create such a loud spell like that again in her dorm. The blue haired girl was then scolded for being so ignorant and undisciplined. The young girl felt absolutely awful about what she did. I-I'm sorry. I didn't think about it. I won't do that again. She realized that if she didn't straight up her act quickly, she was going to wear out her mentor's patience.

She sighed softly, this was growing tiresome. The woman had alot of potential and was growing at a decent rate. But this student lacked common sense and seemed to lack any sort of drive. Yes, Ishtar wanted to improve her magic but beyond that the woman makes no attempt to improve in the individual steps required to grow as an mystic. Usually the dark witch did not mind a slow student as long as they had some sort of use. Compared to the others though, the blue haired woman was lacking as far as a servant went.

"What am I going to do with you.." she murmured more to herself than the student before her, "Perhaps I have been too soft with you. Your ignorance of what you were getting into made pushing you difficult. Despite a decent meal, you have yet to provide much for these visits. You offered yourself but to you those were just words. You have not offered me anything and that displeases me greatly. Ignorance or not, I do not like being taken advantage of. So let me make this question quite clear. What are you willing to give up for me to continue tolerating your poor behavior?" Her arms fold infront of her chest as she waited. "And do not say something that lacks meaning such as 'Anything', you know deep down what you are willing to sacrifice to improve and I want to hear it."

Ishtar sighed, this is not going at all well. She kept the screw things up and making things and making the worth, she needed to straighten up and make it right again. She took a deep breath and thought hard about to speak it. I have really screwed up. I will give you a copy of all my notes I have on my magic so you can see if there is anything I am forgetting. I will provide all the information I know on the monsters on the island. Deep down she knew it wasn't enough, even if she was the absolute most perfect servant. If there is any monster or student you want information I will find it out for you. But none of that I can provide in any significant detail tonight, so if you want to tie me up and have your way with me, please feel free to do so.

If it were someone else, the first things offered may have held some weight. But Kanoe already knew this woman's memory was not something one could rely on. "You already claimed that you have trouble remembering monster attacks. Your notes are already going to be provided since you seem to be having trouble with translating. That is something to help you not me, Ishtar," she replied coldly, "And I could care less about other students on this island. They are ignorant of even the existence of monsters." The witch gripped Ishtar's chin and forced the woman to look up at her. "You have already made it rather clear you will just give your body without a care. I told you the first time you came to me that I have no use for mindless dolls. If you are going to offer yourself, you are going to be more than just another body to play with. There are already plenty of students on campus too eager to spread their thighs for anything. It will take more than just mindless sex to hold my attention."

"But, I suppose I could teach you if you really, truly wish to be mine," she said softly, "I suppose a second chance would not hurt too much. You already know where my closet is. Change into something... appropriate to your new role. When you have finished changing, I expect you to be on your knees at my side awaiting further instructions. I will make you useful, one way or another."

Ishtar kept feeling worse and worse, the witch had quickly pointed out that her memory issues made her notes were about monsters less than useful. And Kanoe was not interested in any of the students, at least not any that didn't have any speciality. Ishtar eyes sunk lower, she didn't want to look her mentor in the eyes. She then felt the raven haired woman's hand on her chin, Kanoe forced Ishtar to look up and into her eyes. She scoffed at the young woman's offer as her body. Kanoe wouldn't accept her unless she truly gave herself to her.

To that end the witch instructed her to find an appropriate outfit to where. The young woman went to her mentor's closet and picked out an outfit she thought that Kanoe would like. In the few moments she spent in the closet, Ishtar took off her borrowed dress and put on the outfit in question. The blue haired servant soon walked out wearing a black vinyl bra that had a white ruffles outlining the bra. To match a set of black panties that were covered with a black vinyl apron. She quickly got on her knees by her mentors side, Please, instruct me.

Though appropriate could have meant anything as far as the witch was concerned, Ishtar assumed it meant something sexually appealing. She did not mind though always assuming she wanted sex was a bit insulting, even if it were somewhat true. In a way it was necessary to help with the woman's stamina. But for now, that was not the goal for this lesson anymore.

The student returned to her side and sat on her knees. The request was certainly a step in the right direction but Kanoe kept her composure, showing neither pleasure nor displeasure for any of Ishtar's actions. "You have already cleaned the dishes after our meal together so that will not need to be done. But, the rest of the kitchen and my room could use some cleaning. Do not forget to remake the bed you layed on as well. You may go now," the witch's fingers would stroke gently through the woman's hair as she gave her instructions. Usually such tasks would be done by her lover Clarice or another of her apprentices. Now it was Ishtar's turn. She could only wonder if the blue haired woman regretted picking such an outfit to do such chores.

Ishtar was a bit embarrassed, assuming the witch wanted one thing, but in reality wanted the blue haired servant to simply clean. She was at least in a maid outfit although it was hardly anything to do chores in. Still the young lady was ready to obey. Yes ma'am. I wil make sure the room is ready for you. She blushed a bit as she went to work cleaning the kitchen first of all. It would take the most amount of work.

The young girl went straight to work on cleaning the kitchen. She could to feel the breeze in the air as she continued to clean in such a skimpy outfit. But by putting a bit of elbow grease into the job, the blue haired girl eventually had the kitchen cleaned up as well the room. Now she just had to make up the bed. And she was happy to do as she was starting to get tired; still the young woman wasn't done.

Ishtar went straight to work on the bed; changing the sheets and making the bed. The young woman took her time in the last part as she wanted to make sure did an especially good job as her mentor would be sleeping in it eventually. When the blue haired student was done, she returned to near the witch again and sat on her knees. I am done, I hope it is too your liking.

Kanoe went back to copying the woman's notes. She could hear the student moving about the rooms, cleaning and dusting. The witch could imagine the embarassment of doing all this in just bra and panties. But that was Ishtar's own doing. Sighing softly, she finally managed to finish copying the runes and notes on summoning that were in the notebook. With her apprentice still working, she moved on to her own notes. She could correct Istar's notes but it would be better if the student did it herself. Also, she was not perfect in translations herself so it was possible that some of those mistakes may be correct within certain contexts.

Ishtar eventually returned, sitting on her knees beside the dark witch. The witch gently stroked the woman's long blue hair once more. "Good," she cooed softly, "Now look around at your work. I trust you did not leave anything dirty or unkempt. This what I expect the room to be in whenever you come to this room. If I must say something or otherwise find you have not done your duty, I will kick you out of this room and let you fend for yourself. Be glad that I have the patience to guide you slowly through what you will become and still teach you what I can about magic."

Kanoe rose to her feet, letting the woman's hair slip through her fingers and fall behind her shoulders. "I am not done punishing you of course. But before I continue I must know why you chose this particular outfit hmm?" she asked, "I told you that your body held no value to me. So why be so eager to flaunt it within my view?" The witch teased the student, seeing if she could learn more about her confused little servant.

Ishtar could feel her mentor hand stroke through her long fine hair. The witch asked her to look around and see the room and how clean it looked. It would be this style she would have to do everytime she came to Kanoe's room. It was another responsibility for the young woman something she would have to do unfailing if she wanted to continue to learn from her mentor. Yes, ma'am. I will make sure that I do it everytime I am here.

When Kanoe stood up and she let go of the woman's hair, she asked her servant why she chose to wear such a skimpy outfit. I-I just assumed. I should have looked for a better outfit. The young girl took a moment to write a note in her notebook to reminder her of her duty when she entered Kanoe's room before she returned to her kneel position. And I like to try on different outfits to see how they look on me.

Ishtar's note taking was just one of the things she would have to deal with. At least the woman was trying to remember what was being said and taught today. "If you like to try on other outfits then why do you say you should have looked for a better one?" the witch asked, "Does this outfit you picked bother you? Or does it not look good on you?"

Kanoe searches for a moment until she finds the toy that she used earlier to 'help' with Ishtar's stamina. "I think I know an appropriate punishment for you. It may even help with your stamina. You should be thankful that I am taking your training into account after the trouble you put me through," she sighed as she grabbed another similar dildo and some rope, "One way or another, you are going to be exhausted. Now, come here."

She leads the other woman back to the recently made bed. The witch beckons the woman closer, no doubt looking a bit intimidating with toys and rope in hand. Kanoe had her lay on her stomach and began to bind the woman's wrists and ankles back behind the woman in a sort of reverse hog tie. "Now just relax and let this do all the work for you." She said, bringing the still glistening dildo up against Ishtar's covered sex.

Ishtar shook her head. No, ma'am. It does look good on me. Ishtar didn't really stop to think what she might have been asked to do when she picked out the outfit. I guess I mean that I should picked out one that would been better suited to for cleaning. I will be more careful about that in the future.

It was then that Kanoe decided on an appropriate punishment. The witch led her to the bed after gathering up some toys and ropes. Ishtar felt a little intimidated by her mentor but didn't dare say a word as she approached. The raven haired woman quickly lay the young student on the bed on her belly. Ishtar could feel her hands being pulled up behind her back as well as her ankles as they were tied all together. It was when she was helpless when she felt a wet warm dildo press against her lower lips. O-Okay, I-I will try to relax, ma'am.

Ma'am? Well it is a word of respect in some case. But it does make her sound older than she was. Ishtar did not resist nor complain despite what Kanoe was and will soon be doing to the woman. This was just obedience to learn more magic of course or so the witch thought. It did not matter in the end though. She will show this student her place and be done with it.

"You seemed to have cleaned just fine wearing it," she replied, pulling aside the woman's panties, "But do as you like." The wet tip pressed up against Ishtar's netherlips. She traced up and down a few times before slowly pushing it in. The witch went painfully slow until entire rod was inside the woman's sex. With a few twists, the vibrator turned on high and Kanoe simply slid the panties back to hold the rod in place. "Now, I expect you to keep it down while I am resting. So do keep your cries of bliss to a minimum." She lubed up another vibrator and pulled the panties aside once more. This time, the rod pushed hard against Ishtar's rear. Gritting her teeth, she forced the sex toy slowly into the very tight passage until it too was fully lodged in. A few twists and her apprentice was now dealing with two humming robs inside her body.

"Sweet dreams," she teased, kissing the woman's cheek before returning to her own bed. Kanoe was more than willing to let Ishtar spend the night with those two relentless toys. She was certain this would wear the student out nicely by the next morning. Cooing softly, she curled up under the covers and closed her eyes.