Maybe the idea was to make me like my sister? If I recall correctly from Dawn’s diary, she had some ideas. Some of them were that, in order for the monsters to get more out of certain someone, they had to make the sex better. How? Well there are several ways. Make the girls more vulnerable somehow, make them weaker, and make them tighter somehow. Apparently they did the last thing with Dawn, at least that’s what she wrote, and I trust her on that. So… what if they tried to do the same with me? I didn’t really like that idea. I’m really not active sexually, nor would I know what to do in certain sexual situations.

The first time with Kanoe comes to mind, it hurt… quiet a lot actually. What if I had to relive that now, every time a monster gets to me if I fail to defend myself? While the possibility of that happening might be slim, eventually it would happen. The idea of it was very bad for me, I didn’t want to go through it again, but maybe the choice isn’t mine to make. How did Dawn manage to get through it…? Did she remember every encounter? Or did they strip her of that as well. I wish I known. The promise that had been made between us still stand, I will find my way home somehow. There are so many questions, so many answers that needs to be answered but so little time. You ever get the feeling that, you are running on a timer of sorts? That the timer, ticking down to your doom, if you don’t find your way back, there will never be another way home. That’s how I feel right now.

I continued to masturbate on Kanoe’s bed, my hands moving on its own, without any real direction from myself. The volume of my gasps, moans picked up as the heat flowed through my body, congregating at my sex. It was at that moment, through my haze, that I felt another finger touch my sex, quickly rolling my pearl in between her fingers. It didn’t take that much longer after that for me to feel the orgasm quickly coming. I can even hear myself, wail at the top of my lungs when my orgasm hit, my juices come rushing out of my sex, into my own fingers, getting on Kanoe’s fingers as well. Arching in an clear bow shape during the entire event, before settling back on the mattress with my mind slowly coming back to me. I felt heat still throughout my body, nothing sexual, just hot. It was like just getting out of a very hot bath, with your skin sensitive to the touch. I’m sure that I’m probably red. Slowly, everything returned, my senses, the haziness feeling eroded as well. Just the embarrassment of it all is left in my mind. I must fight this somehow…

When the ability to think straight returned to me, I realized that my body was weak, exactly like how the last two times it has happened. Gasping and breathing very heavily still, I looked around the room before spotting Kanoe next to me. What would she think of what has just happened?

It would be a lie if Kanoe claimed she did not know what the woman was going through. Losing all control before the intense rush of heat and desire. One's will breaking to the point where she wants nothing more than to achieve bliss. Whatever Camryn found, it was enough to make the island act against her. As the woman is now, it was doubtful what the student found would be much use. Kanoe was uncertain what triggered this event but if it was something that could happen at anytime, Camryn was now more vulnerable than even ordinary students.

The woman reacted immediately to the witch's touch. Within moments, the raven haired woman would assist her partner to sexual bliss. Her fingers would continue to stroke a bit longer, letting the ectasy wash over Camryn's senses before finally withdrawing. Looking down at the exhausted woman, Kanoe sighed softly. "Just relax, I will get some water," she reassured the woman. The dark witch would only be gone for a moments before returning with some cool water to drink. She gently helped the woman sit up, providing support if necessary before offering the glass to her.

"How often does this happen?" she asked, "Is it always this intense? It seemed so sudden..." Kanoe had to ask these questions if she was going to learn anything of Camryn's condition. If these events cause her to orgasm in a way that drains all her strength, they would have to find a means to deal with that before talking any further about the island itself. But even if she got her answers, Kanoe only had a few options in mind to help deal with it and none were probably anything Camryn cared for.

I should have better control over my body like this. Hell always been able to up until that point with the barrier. Is it because I wasn’t sexually active enough? Has something happened when the barrier touched me, or the other way around, maybe something happened that has messed up my body in some way. Was that even possible?

When I was able to think again, Kanoe helped me up. I heard the question and after a few moments to, recollect myself, answered her question. “Only twice, minus the time where I ran into the barrier the first time. It happened during class… the professor was talking about technology and the thought came up, next thing I knew it happened. I don’t think anyone noticed but I could be wrong. Didn’t moan in class, I managed to hold myself back on that, somehow. Than… when class ended, I staggered back to my room and passed out right away.” It was the truth, I have no idea what would have happened if it was known that it happened during class. Embarrassment is probably the end result, but probably even a bit more.

Looking about, still feel very hot for some reason, picking up the glass Kanoe has given me and drank it up very fast. It helped quite a bit. Continuing my answer, “Yah, it is always like this, at least the past two times it has been the same. The heat, that rush… I can’t really stop it in anyway. It just happens and… everything goes hazy. The best I can come up with is… do not think about that event.”

So whenever the woman thought about the abandoned dorm and the odd things that were there triggered this event? It did seem too convenient. Perhaps it was a defense mechanism. It would certainly be difficult to logically think about such a thing if one is constantly succumbing to sexual lust and desire. But there was no way to know the details. Kanoe was not familiar with high tech forcefields that certainly have never been seen in human technology before nor would any student. For all she knew, touching the barrier may have rewired the new student.

"I am guessing that is easier said than done," Kanoe said, taking the glass back when she finished with it, "But it may be a good idea to take a break from investigating further. At least until you have some time to recover. That or only consider it when in private. What have you been doing since you returned from the dorms? You have yet to say anything about what you found in the journal. I have already expected the worst of this place but seems you have bit more solid facts. I understand if talking about it causes another episode and that you do not want such to repeat again."

"Are you feeling any better now? You can use my bathroom if you need to clean up. Do you want more water?" She asked as she stroked the woman's long pink hair. All the witch could do was try to make the woman comfortable. There was still much she did not know about what was going on.

True, I haven’t talked about what I have found in Dawn’s diary but shouldn’t it be obvious? Something that Kanoe has seen with her own eyes it pretty much laid out in my sister’s journal. It was sure in my eyes that, what she wrote, is pretty much proof for how the school treats there students. Although, it would be hard for there to be proof but with an entire school of students, that shouldn’t be that much of a problem to tell people that, Dawn was serious. Just finding it wouldn’t be the ending of course. There has to be other steps, for this to be solved. Hell, as far as I can tell, my sister can’t even talk about the campus in some way. I’m pretty sure at this moment, after what I had gone through just my few short months here, that this campus has its ways to do something to prevent her from doing so. That was my second step… I think anyway.

“I didn’t mention it because I thought it would be obvious. My sister did outline her experiences here and everything she can remember. She had said something about N.I.C.E. Labs? Never even heard of it, that’s about the only thing I don’t understand.” I thought about it a little, I felt ok, nothing out of place, just felt drained… very drained. “I feel ok… Just… very drained though… very, very drained… I’m ok really.” It’ll be awhile before I can do any activities though. “To be honest, I’m not sure what actually triggers it. Just the past two times, I was thinking about it… I’m almost certain that has something to do with it but it’s a bit too early to tell. I don’t know” I sighed.

I really didn’t, by this time, I’m more or less just winging it. This is going to be a lot harder than I originally thought.

"NICE Labs is a small island just off of this one," Kanoe answered, letting Camryn rest against her body if necessary, "It is where most of the advanced experimenting happens. The best technology money can buy is supposedly over there and occasionally students go over there to assist either for their degree or as some form of extra credit." The witch had been there a few times but the encounters there were always hazy and hard to think about. "Unfortunately, I know none of the details about the place. But, I can assume it is part of the problem about Shokushu."

"If you are tired, perhaps it is better we continue at another time. You look exhausted. Would you like me to help you back to your room?" Looks like Camryn said everything she wanted to on the subject. "I would ask you to try thinking about it again to see if our theory is correct. But with how much it took out of you the first time, it may be better to leave the matter alone. I wish I could do something to help. You are still new here while I will eventually be on my way to graduating. I have no idea what to expect. I try not to think about it though. It is not like knowing would stop anything on this island from doing what they want with me anyway. Sorry, I seem to have gone on a tangent. Do you wish to return to your room or rest here for a bit?"

(You can do whatever you want! Fuck me if you want Make something up hehe)

So it was far away is it? Guess that can’t be helped though. I now know though, it isn’t wise to rush into something, like what happened twice now. Being careful is the best decision for the time being. However, that N.I.C.E. Lab should be my destination. This place has come up more then several times with Dawn’s diary, and apparently it is very important. I’m personally not sure if I want to be at the island or not, with how everything has been progressing, it would probably be a bad idea to be there in any form or shape. Kanoe is probably right, that place is a problem. After what happened with the force field, I believe in the evil on the campus.

“I do want to know if… what I think might be the trigger…” Was it a good idea though? In my current shape, what WOULD happen if it happened? Maybe if the trigger was known, it would leave me in a better position to avoid it if possible. Or maybe I should just give it a shot. Hell, I’m already exhausted to this point, what would it matter if I did it again? Knowing is half the battle as the saying goes. “I honestly, don’t believe I will be able to make it back, even with your help. Maybe we should give it a shot, I’m already so exhausted… it will be awhile before my strength returns. If I pass out… just leave me where I am.” I gave a weak smile to Kanoe and might as well get a bit comfortable too. Slowly stripped my t-shirt off, along with my school issued skirt, and left them on the floor, leaving only my bra on. After considering a little more, I removed my panties as well and left them in a small pile of my clothes.

“Uhm, I’m going to try it on the bed… hope for no mess…” Hope right…? After lying down on the soft mattress, I thought back to the time in the corridor, when I touched the barrier… It happened just as it came into my mind, the rush of heat flashed through my body. Gasping out, my body arches in a soft bow shape.

((But she is so vulnerable! XD))

The young woman looked tired but seemed intent on figuring out more about this strange affliction. Camryn stripped before Kanoe without any concern, all the way down to just her bra before laying back down on the witch's bed. The new student was just as beautiful as before, the woman's athletic curves all the more appealing as her weary form rested in Kanoe's bed. Unfortunately, there was little the witch could say now. There was not exactly any way to be 'careful' with something as unknown as this.

She watched the student as she layed there in bed, already weary from the previous orgasm. In a flash, the woman's body had once again arched as if being impaled by a long thick cock. Kanoe's eyes widen upon hearing the breathless gasp. She climbed onto the bed beside her parter and gently rested a hand on Camryn's smooth belly. "Camryn!?" she called out, "Its alright. I'm here. Can you still speak?" She knew speaking while on the verge of cumming was difficult enough much less having a coherent thought. But this was really the only way to find out just how devastating this effect was to Camryn. Still, Kanoe's own heart was picking up the pace as she saw the woman writhing helplessly on her sheets. Without even thinking, her hand was already gently stroking the woman's smooth skin.

(That's the idea! I wanted Cammie to be very tough on the outside, but highly insecure on the inside. Oh yes, I have some ideas about lingerie after all of this is done, soo ya just a heads up )

It was like an outside body experience. I can see myself, withering on Kanoe’s bed, moaning as if something was purposely penetrating me for his own purposes. I don’t think it was possible for me to stop myself at this point, nothing was responding correctly. It was exactly like, my body having its own ideas and act accordingly despite my protest. It really was pointless now. Something happened, when the barrier and I made contact. Either something was written into my body, or something else happened. Was it possible for this to be helped now? I don’t know what I am fighting against, let alone how to take care of it.

I couldn’t hear Kanoe, oddly enough, Kanoe’s hands I could feel. It did stimulate what I am going through even more. My body arches again in response to a light touch. Something was a bit different this time. While, I do not feel like I’m in my body, every little touch seemed like an electric charge. The heat was running all through my body, the orgasm was building very quickly. Will this always be with me now? Was any of this planned? Soft moans slowly echoes throughout Kanoe’s small apartment room. Without ever knowing so, my hand has once again made its way down between my soft, but tight folds, and slipped in, while the back of my free hand, found itself near my mouth, as if it was purely there to quiet myself down.

Camryn did not respond to anything Kanoe asked or said. The woman's fingers were already curling up inside her quivering folds while her other tried to mute her own moans to little effect. It was amazing that whatever the woman encountered in the abandoned building could reduce the student to this in an instant. Helpless was the only word that came in mind about Camryn's current condition. The new student could not even speak out or protest to anything that is happening to her right now. If it was anything like the previous session, this would not stop until the poor woman released all that sudden tension.

The woman arched into the witch's touch, revealing how sensitive she was right now. Slowly, her fingers traced upwards between the student's breasts. Her other hand joined in, cupping a breast while the original did the same. Kanoe squeezed the firm tit flesh, molding it in her hands while her thumbs stroked in slow circles around those aching nipples. She unclipped the bra and allowed those luscious orbs to bounce free before cupping them in her hands. "Its alright," she whispered, "Just let it all go." Without thinking, her fingers pinched Camryn's nipples and twisted slightly as she tugged on them. Her thumb could stroke and soothe the pain away before repeating the process. It was difficult to say what Camryn would think of her by taking part in her vulnerable situation. But what choice did she have? Sex seemed to be the only thing that would knock the woman out of this strange effect.

Being lost to you is something that I can feel right to explain my current situation. Something was different about this time though, nothing seems… right. I don’t think I have control of myself right now. Things were happening and that is about all I can really think out. When a hand came and touched and twisted my nipples a bit, I gasped into my backhand. This time though, something changed within my head, although, what came out of my mouth after this was a bit surprising. “Fuck me. Fuck me hard.” What did I just say? What is going on?

With a massive haziness going on in my head, I looked up at Kanoe with this odd look in my eyes. Something not my own, something not Kanoe was surely used to seeing in the few moments they have had together. It would seem, Kanoe was right also, something happened when I touched the barrier. Would it be possible for even this campus to over ride your body in some instances? Would they do such a thing, to someone like myself? It’s really weird feeling helpless, not in control. No one loves to be in such a position but apparently they had focused that idea on Dawn’s own younger sister. Perhaps they recognized her dangerous potential.

Kanoe's advances earned her more than breathless gasps of pleasure. The young woman was practically begging for sex. It did not sound like Camryn at all though the woman's eyes were clear, it was like another person was behind the wheel and in control. But there was little the witch could do about it. If she left the student like this, someone or something would take advantage of this vulnerable situation.

"Wait right here," she said as she pulled away, "I think I have just the thing for you." The dark witch went to her closet and searched through a large chest. "Close your eyes and spread your thighs," she ordered, "I got a nice surpise for you." Once Camryn obeyed, Kanoe would slip out of her uniform until she was in just her bra and panties. She put on a strap on with a thick lumpy dildo attached that was over a foot long. The entire rod was rough in texture with its many tiny nubs and the shape had swells that were designed to rub up against a woman's inner walls.

The witch ran her fingers along the impressive member before turning around and climbing back into bed. She allowed the tip to lightly graze along Camryn's drooling netherlips. "This what you want, Camryn?" Kanoe asked, slowly sawing it up and down, "You want to be fucked by me again, over and over?" The many nubs of the dildo would grind against the woman's exposed slit. Each teasing stroke would bring the rough rod grazing over the woman's swollen clitoris as the witch kept going back and forth. "I want to hear you beg for it, Camryn. When you stop begging, I will stop."

Kanoe pulled her hips back. Her hands slid down Camryn's parted thighs until she was grabbing the woman's ankles. Lifting both her partner's legs, the tip once more pressed firmly against the student's entrance. Once she heard those pleas, the witch would surge her hips forward as hard as she could. The thick rubbery phallus would tightly spread Camryn's folds as each thrust was long and deep, trying to go as far into the pink haired woman's very being with each pass.

(Oh ya, aside from my PM. I also am planning on her mood change in between it. Being her normal regular self all the time, and changing into... well this whenever the event happens. But again, not ALL the time. I also, sort of want you to be able to make that change, privately of course.)

It was like, what ever occurred was suppose to happen. If somehow, the school recognized the danger I can cause, what would be their solution? Find a way to turn me into a sex slave. Maybe this was an experiment. After all, if it had worked, wouldn’t I be the same all the time? Why would it happen when I thought of that feeling with the barrier. And also why would it only happen during this time? It goes away when I had orgasmed, or was that the end goal? To drain me of my energy to fight back, at the same time leaving me exposed, more or less. Whatever the goal, at this point it really wouldn’t matter how everything is starting to become. I don’t think I will ever find out the truth, unless something drastic happened.

Before I know it, Kanoe returned with this, monstrosity of a strap-on, facing right in front. I had no idea what to expect, well at this point, it should just be called “The Other Me” wouldn’t know what to expect. Looking up at Kanoe, with that… thing facing me, I called out, “Yes mistress, fuck me. Fuck me senseless, let me be your slave.” As soon as the that sentence was finished, the feeling of the strap-on touched my already wet lips. Kanoe really wasn’t kidding, as her teasing quickly started, much to my horror(?) “Please…ooohh… no more… destroy me… pleaseee…” I cried out. Not long after that, Kanoe’s hands traced up along my silky skin, than slowly down my thighs, before her inevitable trust. The entire length, including the little nubs and wells came crashing into my womanhood.

It only took one thrust, one simple thrust like that for my orgasm to hit. I cried out as the orgasm hit me, harder than I have ever felt before. Nothing was over though, Kanoe continued to thrust, fucking me, and my body with, most probably the most brutal strap-on I have ever had the… pleasure of meeting. Was this thing that big…? Why did it feel so thick… so big… it was like feeling every single nub slide into my crying pussy. The evil thing was going deeper with each thrust, like opening a bottle all over again, but instead of a real bottle, I was being opened. It cannot be known, if my cries at this time were for pleasure or for pain. Maybe both.

Being in control over another sent thrills up and down the witch's spine. It was a sensation she had once been familiar with but it seemed so long ago. Her time with her new roommate made her feel like she was losing what little control she had with each passing day. Finding herself nude or in bed with her roommate with little clue of what led to those events further befuddled her mind. But this moment was rather refreshing. A young woman begging to be fucked and calling herself Kanoe's slave. Being called Mistress brought a smile to her lips, reminding her of her lovely times she had teaching students magic at a high price.

Camryn was already cumming the moment Kanoe began. Juices squirt and ran freely around the invading rod. The lewd sound of slurping fluids filled the room along with the familiar stench of sex. Rising up, she pushed the woman's legs further back until they were pressing against the bedsheets. The cock still deep inside Camryn, the dark witch continued to plow downwards into those inviting netherlips over and over. The rough tip pressed against the woman's cervix, putting pressure on it but not breaking through. Each thrust caused the rough swells to saw right over the student's g-spot, further adding to the moment.

She eventually released both legs, letting them fall where they wish. Her now free hands immediately grabbed hold of the woman's lovely tits, mashing and squeezing them violently. "Ugh.. Look at yourself... Ngh.." she said, grunting as she pumped her hips back and forth, "Begging to be fucked like a little slut. That barrier completely scrambled your brain. Just the mention of the barrier is enough to make you do anything for sex. Remember how it felt when you touched it? How hot you and needy you felt. By the time whatever fucked you came, you did not care. You wanted to be fucked just like you are begging me now."

She pinched and twisted both nipples before pulling out some. Smirking wickedly, she grabbed Camryn by the hair and forced her to sit up. "And you get so tired afterwards," she cooed, "Even after it wears off, you can do nothing to stop me from fucking you all night long." Her warm breaths caressed Camryn's lips as she spoke before ending it with a long deep kiss.

The witch helped the student up only to turn her around and sit her back down right on her lap. The dildo would impale her quivering cunt as the two sat facing the mirror. Camryn would see herself and the little toy monster deep inside her. "Look at yourself, Camryn. Anyone who knows your little secret can make you like this," she whispered into her ear before nibbling lightly, "The labs no doubt know about it and will be able to take advantage of this. You become so needy that you will do anything to feel the pleasure again, anything. I know how it feels to be so vulnerable, so exposed." Her hands squeezed Camryn's firm tits once more, massaging them roughly as her hips gently bobbed the woman up and down on the strap on. "You hate the feeling but deep down you cannot help but notice how good it feels. You want it to stop but you also want it to keep going just to see how far into the abyss your bliss can take you. That is how they handle students on this island. That is how they will break you over and over again before you forget about resisting and just accept the wonderful feeling of submission."

The little monster has been destroying me. I can feel it, one reason or another, it doesn’t seems to be getting any better. Wasn’t this supposed to be easing up a little…? Wasn’t it supposed to be that I can handle it a bit easier with each thrust? There wasn’t much time to think before Kanoe shifted my position a little, pressing my legs all the way up, towards the bed, and right next to my head. Her continued poundings and thrusts were intertwined with the sound of her voice. She was talking pretty dirty also, but I was only able to make out several words in between the sounds of my groans and moans. The rough strap-on was brutally ripping through my soft flesh.

There was no way for Kanoe to tell what my moans were now. Were they for pleasure or pain? I managed to look up at Kanoe, while she thrusted and groaned, my face flushed, my other self managed to respond, “Do… ugghh...you want to…oohhh…want to fuck mee… ohhh all night…?” Gasping after my short little sentence, I once again raised my back hand to my mouth in response to Kanoe squeezing and pulling on my breasts.

Everything stopped for a little bit, with Kanoe flipping me around, than sitting me straight down on the little monster, I had to cry out and went limp for a little bit. Looking up, seeing my image in the mirror, it was an odd sight. I was covered with sweat, with most of my hair all over the place, in my face, hung down. My chest is rising up and down from my hard breathes. The monster that has been penetrating me, looked terrifying even from this angle. When I shifted my weight and dragged a bit of the strap-on with me, my pussy painfully pulled from it. It wasn’t long after that, Kanoe started bouncing me up on the member, to let me fall, and impale myself back on the dildo. “P-pleasee… it…oohhh… soo much…. Uugghhh..”