Vera would no longer feel the sun on her back as she was taken into the cave. She could hear a door open and shut behind her. The cavern had some warmth to it as a fire crackled quietly in the corner. "Tch," she sounded her annoyance as the monster stole a cheap grope before finally placing her back on her feet. The blindfold and rope were removed, allowing the Head Girl to rub her wrists and look around. She was in what she could assume was this monster's home. A freshly made bed and the fact she had her bag here meant she would be staying here over the next possibly several nights until her assigned task is completed.

The booming voice returned, making the woman rub her temple as it echoed inside her skull. "Uhhnn..." The seed left her mind open and defenseless against the suggestions being fed to her. Shaking her head, she could do little but comply. She was to remain here until she was finished. Any thoughts of aggression were smashed before the booming voice, leaving Vera shaking a little until finally she succumbs. "What are you doing to me? Its... hard to think straight..." she asked, staring at the demon that abducted her.

Slimer makes for the door when she asks her question annoyance filling her tone, and he turns to take in her form. Studying her face he asks her, Vera sometimes ignorance is bliss, do you truely wish to know whats happening to you? Are you willing to accept that sometimes things are out of your control and leave it at that? If you want lets just say you are mine to do with as I please until you finish helping me? If thats not good enough I can tell you what is happening and give you another demonstrations so there are no doubts to the truth of my words.

Slimer stands there waiting for her response, and crosses his arms over his broad chest.

Her jaw clenched as she was growing tired of these games. But being threatened to endure more of his assaults was enough to quiet any further questions on the matter. "Fine," she replied evenly, "Then at least tell me what you want me to find exactly. If you are just going to keep everything a secret, you should have had me pack more things because this will take forever." Vera had to deal with a demon that did not listen to reason. She was not trained in what he wants her to do. There are no magic words that can just instantly answer any questions she may have. And somehow, she had to come up with an analysis of a material she had no experience working with. She was greatly annoyed by this sloppy process.

Slimer laughs at her annoyance perhaps driving her to further frustration, but the head girl was used to being in control and having all the details already laid out and at her fingertips. She was thorough and detail based and this he could hear in her frustrated and angry thoughts. He walks up and puts his massive and toned arm around her lower back as her silky hair presses against his arm.

So impatient Vera, I must admit its a little hurtful that you are so anxious to be away from me. Please walk with me so I can explained everything... he leads her from bedroom and walks her down the hallway, which sloped gradually downward. Stopping at a torch that burned slowly he picked it out of the sconce with his free arm as the burning pitch aroma filled their nostrils.

He continued down the hallway lighting the spaced out torches as they went. The tar is my own formula and burns 20 times slower than most other chemicals but eventually these torches need to be replaced.

Reaching the door it sensed their auras and pushed open to his touch. Please after you, he says waiting for her to her the room, leaving the torch in an empty sconce in the hallway. Letting their eyes adjust to the glow filling the room he motions for her to ascend the staircase. Upstairs I will explain your task fully and give you details...

Vera cringed away from the monster though could not escape him as his arm wrapped around her. She hated how she was being treated as his possession. To avoid being grabbed again, she followed him down the long dark hallway. The area grew more illuminated as he made sure to light the torches on his way down to a deeper area of the cave. He explained that the torches were his creation but the Head Girl had little care for such chemicals. It was an age of space travel (though Earth was probably not aware of this) so minor things like everburning torches were useless with electric lights. Still, at least she was not left in complete darkness as she followed the demon to the door. She walked past the demon as she was promised an explanation of what she would be doing here. The Head Girl walked up the stairs with only the glow of the torch lighting her way forward.

Leaving the torches and stepping inside after Vera, the door to the library closed of its own accord. A dim bluish-white light permeated the enitre library like seeing under flourescent lighting but there were no bulbs. In an age of space travel magic held its place in the universe, some ancient powers accomplishing everlasting feats that science had yet to match. He watched as ahe went round the fountain the bubbled up from the earth filling the small round pool at the center of the lower floor. Trees seemed to flourish with life, drinking in the dim light and underground water source. The stone path around the fountain and the interspaced benches were are circular as well. Past the scenic fountain and garden the cavernous room was surrounded with bookcases lining the walls with many a forgotten books of lore. Placed midway in the room were two stone staircase that rose up to the landing of the second floor, each one curved as well and hugging the walls.

Slimer watched as Vera's hips swayed as she ascended the right staircase on her way to the second floor. Following behind, his eyes took in her curves as she moved, and they reavhed the second floor. The bluish-white glow seemed just as strong up here and he knew from his time reading these many tomes that their ink seemed emblazioned under thr magical glow. The table centered the upper floor round as well, surrounded by high backed, intricately carved chairs, that resembled thrones more than cushioned seats. Whatever had befallen this place, this room seemed to have been protected successfully till the end. More knowledge filled the books that lined the shelving along these upper walls as well. Four high the reading in this room covered almost evey topic imaginable.

Gesturing her to the table, he noted the flasks of the substance remained, along with some empty vials and the materials he had previously selected for her to read that should make magical analysis possible. Have a seat and I will explain your task. The demon points to a chair in front of the supplies and magical guides.

Here you will work. Read what you need. You will analyze the substance and stabalize it if possible. Work and return to the bedroom when you need to sleep. Eat the food when you are hungry. Seek me out when you have questions or needs, The booming voice wasn't as deafening inside her skull but the commands were still potent enough to be obeyed.

In the corner you will find a crate with food. There is dried jerky, many loaves of bread, cheeses, olives, pickles, lettice, tomatos, paper plates, plasic silverware, and some other goodies. Your task is simple. I am working on a new formula the likes of which will change everything. The substance before you is a catalyst that is pretty damn unstable. I have not the months to spend doing traditional chemical analysis of it. The books here contain some of the knowledge you stated you lacked in performing the simple spells. They have treatises on the basic theories all the way to actual encantations. Every night you will report your progress to me. Make me happy and this will be your one task you help me with. Displease me and I shall have you help me with the task of pleasing me in other ways...

The large cavern was certainly impressive and pleasing to the eye despite being in a cave. It was unfortunate that this place's purpose was to be Vera's prison for the time being. The bluish lights and growing plant life made the place a bit more like a home rather than a dank dark cave. Countless books lined the walls and there were even stairs leading to another level of this place. The Head Girl continued up the stairs and saw a large table with chairs and alchemical supplies. A few tomes sat waiting to be opened as she was ordered to sit down at her place of work.

Even as a growing mage, she definitely prefered using computers than relying on mixing vials and potions. But she had no say in the matter as a voice echoed in her head. Vera tried to push the words away but they just kept repeating until every bit of information was absorbed into her head.

Her meals would come from a wooden crate which did not sound appetizing at all. Slimer spoke up with the details of her task finally. So she was to work with the substance in the flasks and try to make it stable again. Unfortunately, her first day was more than likely going to be reading the tomes he provided to even know how to properly start. She knew there were steps that the sciences did to learn about new substances and minerals but she doubts that will help her here with a supposedly magical material.

"Fine," she replied, "I will report to you tonight then..." And with that, she began opening the first book and started her long day and night of studying.

He was delighted as she sat down and began following his given instructions. He takes a hand and caresses her long silky hair, much like a prized pet as she obeyed. He was having the time of his long, demonic-life forcing the normally in charge head girl to serve his desires. He could feel the mental bond fading as they neared the two hour mark and it wouldn't be long before he was incapable of delivering further commands without filling her in some way with more of his chemically laced semen. The commands in place would last a couple days the simpler ones perhaps longer, but the inability to deliver new commands would become a problem if she decided to be resistant to his spoken words. Deciding to use what little bond remained he planted a couple last suggestions, Use the bathroom and wash as needed. Keep yourself presentable. Do not travel the hallway past the bed room. Letting the commands filter obtrusively into her inner thoughts.

Directly opposite the library is another door that will lead you to the bathroom. There is a square seat that empties from the outflow of this very fountain on its way to the ocean is the apparent toilette. Use the cups in the crate as needed, the fountain water is naturally purified by the earth here. Its cool , drinkable, but has a slightly metallic taste. The wading area before the toilette seems to be a good place to clean up, as the magic of this room seems to heat the stream as the water leaves the library underground. Don't worry the toilette is downstream and you don't have to worry about any nasty surprises. I'll check on you occasionally so don't spend too much time off project. Focus on completing your task and you can return to your charge as head mistress soon enough, domineering those lesser than yourself. Amazing the irony there... Slimer chuckles wandering out of the library to allow her to focus on her project.

Shivers ran down her body as the demon's clawed hand ran through her hair, petting her long silver hair as she tried to work. Thankfully, Slimer was not going to sit there and pet her the entire time she was studying. The voice sounds inside her head though it was much quieter now. It was a command that did not really need to be said beyond the not leaving part but it entered her head nonetheless. The demon spoke about the essentials, giving Vera all she really needed to live down here in this strange cavern.

Vera said nothing as the monster left her to her work. She began with reading the text provided which was going to take hours alone. The Head Girl wrote notes down on things that may be of use for her. Working past lunch, hunger would call for her to have dinner which was nothing but some of the basic forms of the food groups. She drank the water that was provided and cleaned up in the warm waters of the pool. It was doubtful she would make more progress tonight but she had most of the first book read. Hopefully that will be enough to get started tomorrow.

With the day being over, the Head Girl headed downstairs to find her captor. She was required to report her progress or lack of progress. Telling the beast did not listen to reason before, it was doubtful he would understand she had to spend this day reading the offered literature. Once she finds the demon, she would speak up. "I finished one of the books you provided," she said calmly, "It may be enough for me to begin attempts at testing tomorrow."

Slimer used the time she was busy studying to examine the substance himself. He had fought and some had died for it, so its value was a given. The question was though was it truely what he sought. Instead of the usual barrage of test he added it directly to his formula only to have a minor explosion, which had him thankful he only applied a drop. Perhaps when he advised her it was unstable he had understated the problem.

He took the rest of the day to catch up on some well needed rest. Though he was capable of going many long hours and even weeks without the notion of rest, it certainly seemed to have a lasting impact. He was awoken by a presence in his room. Swiftly sitting up in bed, he took in his surroundings.

The intruder that awoke is sense of urgency was none other than the silver haired master of the students. She briefly delivered her report that she would be ready to begin testing tomorrow. Unsure from his grogginess whether she was informing him of a lack of effort or a thorough one preparing for success he debated his response.

Very well. You stated you don't know the requisite spells needed to accomplish you task, and you only had half a day to perform you duties. So in light of that I will let tonights lack of accomplishment slide. Going forward I expect results, or.last least the notion of progress. Please, make yourself comfortable and get some rest. You have a long day ahead in which I will expect more promising of a report. He sleepily pats the bed and encourages her to join him. The wooden chair at the desk would be the only other source of leaving her feet...

The response could have been worse. The monster seemed to accept that this would take time but also threatened what a lack of progress may lead to. Of course, Vera was uncertain if she would make any progress tomorrow. Beyond a visual, she had yet to do anything with the substance itself. She just had to hope it does not explode in her face or she does not accidently destroy the samples. Even with the rules of the island protecting her, she would not want to push her boundaries.

With her night over with, Slimer then over a spot in his bed. She would have rather slept on the floor. The Head Girl declined the offer, turning away and taking a seat in the wooden chair. Her arms would fold infront of her, acting as a pillow for her to head to rest on. It would not be the most comfortable of slumbers but it was better than nothing and she did not want to be near the demon if she could afford it.

There was a the possibility of escape, sneaking past the demon while he slept and leave the cave. But the thought never would surface in Vera's thoughts, the mental commands keeping any thoughts of leaving the cave outside her knowledge. Then again, even if she were to flee, she had no real idea of where she was. Unless she climbed above the canopy of trees, she would have no clear sight of the tower on campus. Shaking her head, Vera's eyes closed. She could only hope she would make progress before the beast ran out of patience.

Slimer watches as she took in his offer to have a spot to rest on the comfortable bed, but silently and stubbornly rejected it. Instead she moved fully dressed over to the table were his own workstation and her bag now rested, and sat down arms crossed over her lovely chest, in the wooden chair. Suit yourself, I expect progress tomorrow. Do not forget, or you will be joining me in bed for more than sleep... the demon informs her a little hurt bleeding into his toned, but changing to delighted anticipation as he finished.

Laying back spread eagle and naked on the bed, his large cock dangles reminding her of her punishment should she not deliver as promised. He grabs the two pillows and places them under the back of his head gleaming green eyes watching her quiet form for any sign of response. Finally, he closes his eyes comfortable in the fact that his previous mental commands should keep himself safe while he slept and her unadventurous. After a few minutes a calming sleep grabbed the demon as his member began growing in size as a pleasant dream of the days to come filled his evil
brain.

As the morning arrived though his erection was still raging from the vivid dreams involving the silver haired beauty who seemed to be resting uncomfortably in the wooden chair still. Deciding to take his frustration out on her he slides out of bed stretching his muscular frame as he arches his back. Yawning contented, he walks over to where the head girl sits with her face on the desk, snoozing away.

Bending down he reaches his arms around her form and takes one hand to her lovely chest. Sliding it between the desk and her breast he cups the mammary and gives it a gentle squeeze as his other pushes her long hair off her cheek to the side. He begins nibbling on her ear lobe and whispers, Its time to wake up Vera...You need to start on your work for me...unless you wish to spend the day pursuing other goals I have in mind for you...

Vera's slumber was restless at best. The only thing worse was the rude wake up call she received from Slimer. A hand cupped and squeezed her breast possessively while the demon began to nibble on her ear. The Head Girl hissed, immediately got up. "I'm awake," she replied sharply, "Let me go." She would struggled and pull herself free from the vile creature's grasp. She smoothed her uniform and immediately went down the tunnel to where she was to work.

The suggestions ordered her to keep fresh so the first thing she did was head for the small pool and stripped out of her clothes. There she would bathe herself, washing her long silver hair and fair skin. The warm water felt good and refreshing but the tension remained as she was stuck in this monster's home. She had to make progress today or else things were only going to get much much worse.

Slimer waited as she quickly shook of the remainder of sleep and his lecherous hands as well. Time in the caves seemed to blur but his body clock told him time in the naturally lightless caves. She quickly got up and left the bedroom and he couldn't help but release a chuckle. He decided to check her progress and maybe watch as she worked, but first things first, he needed to relieve himself. He wandered down the stone hallway and entered the room across from the library.

As he entered he was silent as was just his nature and was treated to a second peep show. Vera stood in wading pool as naked as the day she was born. She washed her long flowing hair and cleaned herself in its warm waters. The demon only watched as her fingers cleaned, gently carressing over her smooth skin. Before she finished he coughed to announce his presence and headed for the smooth stone seat with the opening to take care of a need of his own. By the time he was finished she was gone and he decided a quick cleaning would do him some good and began washing in the pool before checking on the student.

She cleaned as quickly as she could. Being naked and wet in a monster's lair was perhaps the least safe situation she could be in. The sudden cough from outside the room made Vera quickly finish up and wrap a towel around herself. The Head Girl fled past the entering demon, intent on drying off and getting dressed away from the creature's sight. It was wise decision as the monster seemed to be intent on relieving himself and cleaning in the pool as well. She would return to her bag, brushing her long silver hair before finally getting dressed while her hair was still damp.

The woman ate a simple breakfast of dried fruits and water and finished the rest of her daily hygiene. Returning to the table she was working on before, Vera quickly ran through some of her notes and checked marked places in the tome before finally taking a look at the vials of catalyst. These were paths of magic she was not familiar with and she would be fighting against the island inhibitors. This was going to be nothing but an uphill battle for the young mystic. She prepared a blank page to write notes in when she takes in all the information her spell provides, assuming it works correctly of course. The other issue was understanding what the information she received meant hence why the notes would be needed so she could compare it to the tome's information as best as possible.

Vera's eyes closed as she began to chant the incantations she found in the tome. She channeled her mana, trying to control earth and water mana, two elements she was not skilled in. The Head Girl would weave the threads around the catalyst. Her eyes would open to see the threads as they made contact with the fluid, trying to see the color and feeling changes as if the threads were a sort of litmus test.