While Kanoe might not see a cahnge to the mirror, Pia could quite clearly see her mirror acting more and more on its own accord. It was grinning mischievously, casting a few lustful glances both in the direction of Pia and towards Kanoe. It leaned closer to the mirror, moving it's lips, like it was trying to say more.

Pia leaned closer, bending forward, focusing on her image's lips. Pia was not a natural lip reader, so it should be hard, but she somehow got the meaning without too much trouble.

Don't you want to show your new trick to your Mistress? What if you could make a new spell? A tiny one?

And suddenly Pia understood what she needed to do. If she could just turn the mental images she was projecting on the mirror a little more tangible, make it so that the image could be seen by another.. It would be a real spell. A tiny, insignificant illusion spell, but a spell nonetheless.
All she had to do was to let it have a little more power, alittle more substance..

"Mistress.. if it okay, I will try something.. Just calling upon a little more mana."

In fact, the process was already in motion. Mana was moving from her into the mirror, and Pia could feel the delightful rush of power through her body. She let out a little moan of delight and anticipation.

Pia was leaning closer to the mirror as if the image were whispering soft secrets into her ear. The dark witch could make out nothing out of the ordinary besides the fact there was a beautiful woman trying to listen to a mirror. There was little she could do to assist her apprentice besides wait and ensure the poor woman does not succumb to her own abilities. So far, things were safe.

The request was unnecessary but the witch simply agreed and waited. She did not need mana sight to know that Pia was already channeling more mana. She could see the woman's nipples harden and poke through the thin fabric of her outfit. The young woman was moaning softly, no doubt quivering with excitement to feel that rush of power once more. Kanoe kept her eyes on the mirror image as it was no different from the real thing to her. She had to pay attention to ensure there were no signs of losing herself to pleasure, a condition she was all too familiar with thanks to the creatures on the island.

Encouraged, Pia went ahead. Not that she needed any encouragement, it seemed the process was on its way regardless. She tried winging it, doing it all from scratch. Somehow, she felt like she had a good idea. She tried separating the mirror as a physical object and the mirror as it appeared in her mind, then laying the other over the first, making it more real and vibrant with mana.

While Pia's understanding of magic, at least applied magic, was poor, she had picked up a few gestures and focusing techniques, and she employed some of these to make the mana more controlled. It was hard to tell if it was working, though. Hopefully, she would be able to share her vision with Kanoe.

While Pia was concentrating, working with all that mana was affecting her. It rushed through her body, and while she was not directly working towards a sexual effect, it did seem to enhance her senses, make her ore energized, more aroused. Her lips seemed redder, moister, and her hearth was beating a lot faster.
As she gestured, the dress started slipping down one shoulder, without Pia noticing.

Her image seemed to enjoy it too, now leaning up against the glass, brazenly rubbing herself against it, breast squashed against the hard surface.

"M-mistress.. I think I am there.. I just need a way to finish off the spell without breaking it."

This was a problem. As soon as she tried stopping the improvised rite, the energy seemed to press back against her. She had to channel more to push it back. Why? Why does it do that?
Then an ugly suspicion hit her. Channelling mana into a reflective surface.. one that reflected herself.. or an image representing part of her own personality..
The mirror image grinned evilly, Pia's almost childlike innocence fully replaced by an expression of sexy wickedness.

"Mistress.. I think I am in trouble.."

Pia's body seemed to change in minor ways much like her hair did on the last spell. It was nothing that exactly shocked the witch but it did get her attention and revealed that powers were flowing about the young woman. With how much her skin tingled, the mana was growing stronger. They could not just back down now though. This was their only option unless they just want to go blindly once more with no hope of guidance.

Her pet claimed to have gotten what she wanted but was having trouble stopping the spell. "Just tie off the flow. Do not feed it anymore power and just focus on keeping the spell active as is..." That was her only guess as finishing the spell was usually natural when channeling. It was an odd question but soon more problems came up.

Kanoe never knew that a mirror could reflect magic itself. It made sense reflecting light and in some stories a magic mirror had been known to reflect certain spells. She did not know that Pia was channeling mana into the image only to have it reflect right back at her. Was it all a trick? Hearing Pia's concern got Kanoe to get up and approach the channeling voluptarius. She grabbed the woman's shoulders once more, being as careful as possible. "Just relax, focus. Cut off the flow of mana from the spell. We can start over." With no idea the specific spell, Kanoe was in the dark about what exactly was going on.

"Y-y-yes.. M-mistress..", Pia groaned. The problem she was experiencing was indeed as psychological as it was magical. The mirror image represented a bit of Pia, a bit of her wanton side. Certainly, the apprentice mage appeared demure enough, and she had little problem letting someone more capable take charge, or taking orders from someone she could learn from. She even enjoyed it, being in her position gave her positive feedback very few where giving her.
Most people tended to ignore her, which was fine, or like her in a patronizing way, or, this being the place it was, view her as a convenient lay. Only Susan, Kanoe and, ironically, Aegir and Seraph had ever figured out that sometimes even she needed a bit of praise and acknowledgement. In the case of the first two, this engendered a fierce loyalty from the blonde would be sorceress.

But part of Pia was tired of being nice. Perhaps everyone felt this way from time to time, an urge to just screw everything and ignore consequences. That she might suffer from this was something her concious mind was well aware of, but this also added to the forbidden thrill of danger. Perhaps she wanted to be punished, really.

It was this side she had manifested as a flimsy illusion, and by feeding it mana, pleasure mana, she also were rewarding herself for being a bad girl.

Pia still had much of her obedient side intact, but she found herself wavering, acting on two impulses at the same time. One hand was raised, fingers in the position for a magical gesture, voice moaning small half-words that just might be the part of an incantation. This did not stop her from rubbing herself up against her Mistress like a cat seeking to be petted. Her other hand trailed behind her, brushing against Kanoe's silky robe and stroking her thigh.

The woman was still aware of her surroundings at least. That was a step better than the last attempt. But there was so much that was left unknown to the dark witch. She had no idea that Pia was feeding a sort of darker half. Even if she attempted to watch the threads of mana, there was no way for Kanoe to know what was happening. Things seemed to be in alot more control this time. Pia acknowledged her concern which only made her think the woman was going to do as she was told.

She felt her pet pressing up against her, a hand stroking down her thigh. Kanoe's hold on the woman's shoulders loosened. Pia was moaning soft incantations. Was the woman finishing her spell? There was no way of knowing. This was between Pia and whatever part of her she kept sealed away from herself. It was nothing but questions about her slave which only made the innocent beauty all the more enticing. But was she letting out something she shouldn't? Slowly wrapping her arms around Pia, she watched her through the mirror. "You are doing well, my pet," she whispered, "This is your power, take it into your own hands."

Pia did take the power into her hands, at least in a metaphysical sense. Her mana felt heavy, lush, voluptuous, like caressing the full form of her mistress, of pleasing a lover with her hands. Her mana felt so much like a living thing right now, it was both yielding, but also offering resistance, sometimes seeming to move away, like a lover taunting and teasing her, oozing sexual willingness, but yet resisting her.

While she struggled with her mana, her mirror image was leaning forward. Its breast were now exposed, and pressed up against the glass, round orbs squashed flat against the hard surface. It spoke, taunting her and teasing her.
'Don't you want to stop being a good girl now.. Don't you want some playtime?'

Pia could feel that she was close to completing it, that the mirror image felt real. In fact, she thought it should be obvious by now, the image visible and audible to Kanoe as well.
'You know, Pia.. You are a complete slut.. And lets us face it.. So is Kanoe.. Wanna bet if your magic can make Mistress beg for it?'

Pia shook her head, mumbled a feeble protest, but her magic was already reacting, tendrils of charged mana seeking out her mistress, caressing her form. Suddenly, the air seemed electrical and heavy, like right before a thunderstorm. Pia had no idea how it had happened, but suddenly she was turning, her hand seeking out Kanoe's breasts..

Even Kanoe was feeling the mana in the air. Being in the center of so much magical energy, she had reason to be a bit concerned. The witch released Pia and was about to step away only to suddenly see the image in the mirror change and become something completely different. The image was still Pia but the posture and attire was different. Her pet's image was pressed up on to the glass, breaths fogging the mirror as those rock hard nipples dragged up and down the smooth surface.

The image was talking down to Pia and then had the gall to insult her Mistress as well. Kanoe's eyes narrow at the image. "Be silent!" she hissed at the other half, "We only wish to find out..." The witch's focus on the mirror, she did not notice her pet turning and placing a mana charged hand right on her breast. If the calm before the storm was what it felt like in the air around her, that hand was the storm itself. That build up mana now had a place to go and it was into Kanoe's luscious tit.

"Ahhhhnnnnn!" The sensation hit the dark haired woman like a sledgehammer between the eyes. Her body swayed weakly as that lust filled mana pumped into her throbbing orb. It was like what she did with her fire mana, heating sensitive areas of the body. But Pia's was even faster. There was no need to build heat like in her magic, instead pure sensation was injected into her body. Pleasure crashed through her luscious mammary causing it to pulse and swell beneathe Pia's hand. Kanoe's eyes fluttered as the mana flowed into her, stimulating her body inside and out as it spread and mixed with her own mana.

"P-Pia.." Was all she managed to gasp out as she tried to take a wobbly step backwards. Her hand gripped weakly to Pia's wrist, trying to pull the hand away as that maelstorm of mana continued to run a current into her aching orb.

'Oh my! Look at that! You liked that, didn't you? '

The illusionary Pia seemed to enjoy the show. Still leaning forward, it inserted a finger into her mouth, suckling it, letting it slide in an out between her lips, like she was slowly fucking her own mouth. Her other hand found its way down to its thighs, then up gain, towards its sex, pushing up the hem of the skirt.

"Ohhh...M-mistress.."
Pia was almost completely overcome with lust. Kanoe's breast in front of her face, Pia could think of nothing else but how she longed to grasp them, lift them, knead the heavy, lovely orbs, then place her mouth on a nipple.. suck it until it gushed lovely milk..

Forcing Pia's hand back was easy enough, but she still had another. Pia could not restrain herself. She just wanted a little more of her Mistress. There was no hesitation between thought and action. Suddenly her hand was beneath the robe, roaming smooth flesh, seeking to grab her mistress rear. Tiny sparkles of magical flared as her palm lid across pale skin.

'Good going, girls! Show me some hot, hot mistress on maid action..'

Kanoe took slow shuddering breaths as her brain tried to make sense of what just happened. The image continued to taunt her but she could not muster a response. Her brief resistance was enough to get the hand off her breast and give her a few moments to try and regain composure. But those moments were not long enough. Her pet pressed closer and that other hand was now sliding into her robes. Once more, the current of lust flowed into her, now making full contact with her pale skin.

"Uhhhnnnn..." Closer her pet came to her. Her arm slid behind her, forcing her robe to slide off one shoulder and left her half exposed. Her other hand gripped the woman's upper arm. She had to push this woman away and now. But those thoughts were immediately smothered as a wave of lust crashed into her. Pia pressing closer caused that charged hand to be once more on her firm breast. Both hands were sending a never ending current of the most pure and heated emotions and sensations through her body. Kanoe was trapped in the storm of mana, groaning as her legs trembled under her weight. Weakly, she took more steps back but with that arm around her and cupping her rear, she was not getting any further away from the sexually charged woman. Her hands gripped weakly to Pia, but lacked any strength to push her away. "Oh god.." she moaned, eyes rolling slowly back as she is hit with pleasures that never felt so pure before.

"Oh.. Mistress.. I.. oh.. I want you s-so much! I-I c-cannot stop.."

Still clinging to Kanoe, Pia began kissing her neck and shoulder. Not gentle kissed, but raw, big kisses, wet with spittle, and with teeth involved. It was more like she was aping the motion of eating the taller woman than anything tender. She moved downwards, nibbling, liking and kissing her way down towards her Mistress' majestic orbs. Her hand was kneading Kanoe's rear, alternating between grinding her palms against them and digging her fingers into the skin.

Pia's magic was whirling around them, almost like a tangible things moving through the air and brushing their bodies. The apprentice briefly looked up at her teacher, her face a kaleidoscope of lust, fear of the forces involved, and almost drugged rapture. Her eyes fell on Kanoe's hair. In a brief instant, she thought of how her own hair had acted earlier this evening. That was a little mistake. The memory was enough to give purpose to the magic.

"S-sorry.."

Kanoe's hair began moving like a serpent, only a little at first, but if unchecked, it would soon evolve inot a cobralike dance.

'fucking her with her own hair.. classy..'

A weak moan was all she could muster. Her head rolled to the side, exposing her neck to the hunger filled kisses. "Pl-Please..." she whimpered, "I... I... c-can't... Uhhnnnn..." More of Kanoe's weight rested against her slave. The Mistress could not think straight. Her heart raced, her pulse throbbing within her swelling mounds as her nipples ached with erotic agony. There was no resisting it anymore. All she felt was pleasure and that was all her body yearned for.

Kanoe continued to plea in broken sentences for Pia to regain control. Unable to push away, her body was infused with more of the sexual mana. Images that plagued her pet were now forming in her own mind. Her fluttering eyes could see dark fantasies playing out in her mind. She was in a chamber similar to where Natsuki stayed but it was Pia there instead. The witch's robes were gone, replaced with a silver collar and bracers that had chains connected to a long leash. She kneeled before the voluptarius, bending down and licking her toes in submission.

The witch squirmed in Pia's arms, trying to fight the images in her mind. But they just grew more vivid as mana fed into her brain. She felt the chains on her wrists, lifting her arms above her head as she sway Pia's swaying form coming closer and closer to her helpless form. "Uhhhnnn..." Another weak groan as she stopped struggling entirely. Her eyes were losing focus, unable to fight this new force invading her senses. The poor witch did not even realize that her own hair was being toyed with as the image in the mirror gave Pia more directions.

"Ahhh.. Mistress.."

Pia was squirming, pressing herself up against her mistress, rubbing herself up against her like her whole body was the tip of a clit, and she wanted to make love with all of it. Her toes curled inside her shoes. Perhaps she picked up a bit of Kanoe's mental images, at lest she felt a delightful sensation fill her from feet up.

'Yeah.. so sweet..'

The mirror image did a little trick of her own, gradually morphing, growing taller, her breast gaining size, hair growing darker. Pia was replaced by Kanoe in the mirror, still keeping her position, still pressing heavy breasts against the glass, lewdly kissing the hard surface, moving her tongue in circles.

Pia's image was behind that of Kanoe, giving her butt a playful smack. The two images appeared unstable, because they flicked a little, 'Pia' suddenly in her old position, 'Kanoe' now delivering the spanking. Then they flicked back, unclear who was whom, or if they indeed both were fragments of Pia's imagination.

A moment of clarity passes through Pia's mind. She was forcing herself on her mistress! That was wrong, just plain wrong. Kanoe was her anchor, she should be in control, ready to stop Pia. "Mistress.. Sorry..forgive me!"
The helpless apprentice tried pulling back, but something stopped her, held her fast. The braid had slung itself around her, and gently pushed her face down again, cheeks resting against lush, soft breasts, a nipple somehow ending up between the blond apprentices pinkish lips.
Before she could help herself, Pia found herself circling it with her wet tongue.

Words could not describe what she was feeling as more of that sexual mana flooded her body with warmth. A voluptarious did not use elements that most mages were familiar with. Unlike her fire magic, Pia's magic was about sex, pleasure, release. It was about a single moment where one felt nothing but bliss and euphoria. That power was filling her breasts right now and soaking into her firm rear, spreading quickly from cell to cell in her body until it all became one with this very moment.

Kanoe was losing control but her body did not seem to bear that worry, refusing to move away from the source of her greatest pleasures. Her pet would not obey her stammered pleas and part of her did not want her to. She could feel juices flowing freely down her inner thighs as they began to twitch with jolts of sexual mana. Pia's barely covered form rubbed up against her own, adding more friction and heat between them. She could feel both their hearts throbbing, pulsing within those full breasts as hardened nipples dragged along her dark robes.

Her eyes fluttered, still struggling with the dark fantasies now playing in her thoughts. But the witch was stubborn and kept trying to push them away even as another daydream replaced it. Even lost in her own little world, she could still clearly feel what her body was going through. Warm lips slipped around her exposed nipple. It ached and throbbed between Pia's lips and teeth. A swirl of her pet's tongue sent her knees wobbling. "Ooohhhnnn..." Her body instinctfully clinged tighter to the woman as the tongue made another circle around the hardened peak like a bird of prey. Her will to fight sputtered like a dying candle. She could not stop thinking of that tongue dragging along her puffing areolae. The images rushed right back into her head. Her eyes rolled back in her head as her hidden fantasies played out unhindered. Her real body trembled, already on the verge of climax as her own pet continued to tame her mistress.

Still lavishing her attention on Kanoe's nipples, the idea what this session was supposed to achieve faded from Pia's mind. Who cared? Much better to capture stiff nipples in her mouth, to lift and tease bountiful breasts, squeeze them together, suck at them.. Pia's lips where wet with her own spittle, as were her Mistress' nipples.

Pia ground her body up against Kanoe, so her own wet, burning pussy slid along Kanoe's firm thigh, and her own leg rubbed up against Kanoe's own sex. Inch by inch, she moved, until the two hot pussies were touching up against each other, soft lips and hard nub. The apprentice sex witch moved her hips with greater force, lifting one leg up and placing herself so she could fuck her mistress with greater efficiency.

As she did so, she had to lean back, no longer suckling her mistress. The snaking braid took up the slack, brushing against erect nipples, moving serpentine between the mounds of the two women.