Her hands clinged to the desk only to relax over and over again. Kanoe's panties were soaked. Her sex was dripping with desire as she was relentlessly tormented by Seraph's magic. Gripping the desk was the only thing keeping her from rubbing herself right there in the middle of class. Thankfully, the monster was willing to give a small mercy.

A surge of pure bliss seared every thought from her head. Her head reared back as she felt hot juices gushing inside her panties. It soaked her inner thighs and parts of her skirt before puddling in her seat. The clock struck the hour, ending class finally. As students filtered out, Kanoe could only sit there in her chair. Her body twitched and shuddered as she continued to cum long and hard. Slowly, her fingers slip from the desk and fell limp at her sides. Legs numb, the raven haired student made no attempts to get up and move to her next class.

No one seemed to notice that as the rest of the class rose and gathered their books, Kanoe remained seated. Even the teacher didn't seem to notice ... it was as if she didn't exist to their eyes. Which, thanks to Seraph's meddling, she didn't. The class filtered out, and the teacher followed the students, placing a note on the door advising of a last minute room change for his next class that was supposed to be in that room, locking the door behind him.

Inside the room Kanoe was alone ... or at least she should have been.

Good to see that no matter how much time passes ... some things never change. Your as fun to toy with as ever, witch. A pleasant, and no doubt despised, voice coos, coming from the teachers desk, and the moment Kanoe recovered enough to focus she would see him, a near golden figure, wings of light wrapped around him, standing just far enough away that the witch was outside his mana bubble. He smirked, pure golden eyes looking down at the raven haired witch, glittering in twisted amusement at her helpless plight.

As Kanoe recovered and the warm afterglow washed over her, she heard the door close and lock. She was alone in the classroom but not for long as Seraph spoke up and revealed himself. Cheeks still flushed, the witch rose to her feet and slowly backed away from the being. "I am not your toy," she muttered, "Just leave me alone. I am tired of these games..." Tired would be putting it mildly. So many creatures take their turns picking Kanoe apart until she was nothing but a moaning mess laying in a pool of cum and her own sexual juices.

The witch knew she was powerless against this one. The only thing she could do was back away and keep her distance. It was doubtful Seraph was just going to leave after all this effort being made to make his presence known. It did not take much to figure out he was behind manipulating her clothes to molest her. "What do you want? Just get it over with..."

The 'angel' laughed, a rich sound that filled the classroom at Kanoe's denial. Ahh but that is where you are wrong witch ... You will always be someone's toy ... And since I was passing by and we haven't seen each other in so long I thought I would drop in ... he teased, even as he started to walk forward. If Kanoe wanted to stay out of his mana bubble she would have to walk away at the same rate ... And if she missed a single step that field of mana would flow over her. Or if she reached the back of the classroom and could flee no further.

And what do I want? I thought you were smarter than that Kanoe ... I wonder why I would go to all this trouble to get you alone ... To make your sex leak like a river ... He taunted, even as he drove Kanoe back until his mana bubble washed over her, sending a surge of sensation rocking through the witches body, as if every inch of her skin was being licked by a tongue.

Of course he wasn't just going to rely on his mana bubble ... One of his wings lashed out, strands of pure light magic turning into whips, lashing across the witches tits, tearing the uniform and striking the massive sensitive orbs underneath with the raw mana constructs, the pain of the strike mingling with the infusion of refined and focused mana.

The witch kept backing away until she felt herself press up against the far wall. Her body tensed and could do nothing but ready herself as the aura washed over her. "Uhhnn..." she groaned as pleasure rippled through every cell in her body. That gave Seraph all the opening he needed as white light lashed out and ripped the woman's blouse and bra wide open. "Ahhhnnn!" Kanoe screamed as she slumped to her knees. Arms wrapped around her breasts as they pulsed and throbbed rapidly in agony. "Please... Don't..." she moaned, body trembling as she remained pressed against the wall and on her knees.

Seraph chuckled as Kanoe moaned and collapsed from the strike, and his feather withdrew. Please don't? Please don't what? He asked, smirking. Of course he had no intention of letting Kanoe have any sort of opposition. Two feathers lashed out, each one aimed at one of Kanoe's huge sensitive, and now exposed, globes, lashing across them again, even as a third feather snaked it's way down, trying to slip between Kanoe's legs, to start teasing her lower lips through her panties. His mana was a storm around her, and he focused his eyes on the witch's neck, mana focusing against it, feeling as if there were lips kissing her smooth skin, dozens of tongues licking and teasing the area around where those 'lips' were kissing.

Kanoe clinched her jaw as the glowing wings whipped at her chest. Her arms took the brunt of the whipping, crying out as more mana infused her body. The sensations grew worse while another tendril tried to get between her legs. Heat flushing her cheeks, the dark witch had enough. "Leave me alone!" she screamed. The spidery words of magic fell from her lips as wisps of shadow weaved in her hand. The inky black orb of dense shadow was thrown right at the smirking being, making it very clear that she did not want any of this or any of him.

Seraph just laughed as Kanoe screamed in anger and outrage, and he watched with amusement flickering in his eyes as Kanoe called upon magic. Of course she was within his bubble, and so the mana flowing into her that should have been a trickle would have in fact turned into a torrent, making the spell several magnitudes stronger than it should have been ... and of course several magnitudes more difficult to control. The witch opening herself up to the mana would make her feel almost as if she was already being fucked, at least until she managed to shut off the 'draw' that she had opened to gather the mana for the spell.

That inky orb of shadows fired straight at Seraph, the ball a few feet wide as it shot towards the being of light. You didn't think your little ball of shadow would do anything to me did you? He asks, not even gesturing and instead just looking at the approaching spell, invisible lines of power lashing out, breaking apart the components of the incantation that kept the mana together, and the shadows seemed to collapse in on themselves. To Seraph, the spell was highly crude and inefficient, and easy to counter as a result.

Once the spell was gone he turned his attention back to Kanoe, and feathers lashed out, moving to grab her arms and pull them out to the side, while another two's tips turned into suction cups which aimed to latch onto her nipples and start sucking.

The heat rushed through student's loins as she channeled her spell. It felt like her blood was on fire as she unleashed a giant globe of darkness at the monster. But even with its power enhanced, the orb simply unraveled before reaching him. One spell was already too much for the dark witch. The heat was bubbling inside her brain as she swayed weakly. She let out a weak groan as her knees started to give once more.

Tendrils of light caught her arms and held her up while more sealed over her now exposed orbs. "Uhhnnnn..." Kanoe could find no words as untold amounts of bliss flooded her being. Nectar released from both engorged teats as both tendrils proceeded to slurp away at the heaving udders. Her sexual fluids flowed like a river down her twitching inner thighs. She was drowning in the being's aura with no signs of ever escaping this erotic hell.

Do you know I'm tempted to just leave you like this for an hour ... maybe with an extra spell to make sure you can't actually cum. I wonder if you'll have any mind left ... He muses, one hand reaching up, stroking his chin in thought, even as his 'feathers' set about milking the witches abundant teats, sucking hard and draining them as mana flows in return, coaxing them and fueling them to keep producing more, a cycle that would continue for as long as Seraph found is amusing. Much like Kanoe's position as his toy ... she was his until he grew bored with her and left her to find other amusements, and no protest that the witch made would change that simple fact.

But that would be cruel ... Well unnecessarily cruel. He remarks after a few seconds, and his other wings unfurl, revealing the body underneath. His form is shaped like a normal human, albait one that was taller than average ... and of course made of pure light given solid form. And of course at his crotch his thick hard cock rose to prominence, his recently unfurled wings reaching out, wrapping around Kanoe's body and lifting her up, spreading her legs and pulling her towards him. Let's see if your as welcoming as I remember you being ... Witch. He cooed, voice full of mocking tenderness, and the moment he said the word witch he would pull Kanoe down, impaling her juicy snatch on his thick hard spear.

Kanoe was too aroused to resist as the wings wrapped around her and pulled her towards the creature made of light. Now right next to the being, the witch could barely breathe as the mana pressure drowned her senses in bliss. Her eyes were fluttering and rolling back as she was pulled down on the monster's long erect shaft. "Auuuughhh!" She screamed, body arching as she shuddered uncontrollably. The member seared along her depths while her inner walls clung desperately around the invader. Juices squirt out, the witch cumming after only one thrust of the angelic being's phallus. A look of loss and awe was on the witch's face as wave after of wave of rapture ripped through her entire being.

Seraph let out a sound that was half chuckle, half groan of pleasure as he impaled Kanoe's dripping snatch on his thick shaft, feeling her cumming hard around his cock as he forced her down as far as he could. After a moment however he pulled her body up, sliding her slick squeezing lips up and almost off his cock, leaving just the crown inside before he slammed her down onto him, spearing into her body over and over again as he bounced her up and down, making the witch 'ride' him.

Mhmm ... your even better than I imagine ... you really are a perfectly trained fucktoy Kanoe ... He cooed, whispering into her ear, although judging from the expression on her face he very much doubted that she could hear him. Still, it was amusing to taunt her ... and that was why he was here. For his own amusement. His 'feathers' continued to slam her down onto him, driving her deeper and deeper until finally she was writhing and bouncing up and down on his entire length, her body slapping against his as he used more feathers to milk her breasts, his hands coming up to the large globes, grabbing them and starting to squeeze them in time with the suction, 'helping' milk those massive udders.

The witch let out a second long drawn out groan as she was brought slowly up the long thick shaft. Another cry filled the room as the shaft disappeared into her folds. The sensation and impact of that cock sent the witch shuddering as she immediately came again. Soul numbing heat seared through Kanoe's entire being as she shuddered and twitched violently. Nectar spurt from her teats, feeding into the tendrils that were draining them. Mana drenched and soaked into every cell of her body, fucking and stimulating her body to insane levels.

Each thrust was another orgasm, threatening to stop the poor girl's heart with each thrust. Kanoe's mouth hung open, struggling to breathe as every breath was taken from her immediately. Eyes grew dull and glassy, her body succumbing and now her mind was following. Drool came out of the corners of her mouth as she made incoherent groans while Seraph continued to ravage her. Nectar flowed freely from her throbbing breasts. It felt as if both her globes were cumming with her with each and every thrust into her still cumming body.

Kanoe's mind was already being turned to mush as she was bounced up and down along his shaft, but Seraph was by no means through with the raven haired women yet. Even as he continued to bounce her up and down and milk her tits more feathers snakes out, one slipping around and rubbing against the witches ass, before it pushed forward, the mana coated length of light pushing inside the student's tight rear, adding another level of sensation.

As Seraph pushed Kanoe down onto his rod the 'feather' in her ass withdrew, and whenever he lifted her up the feather would thrust forward, sawing back and forth and pushing deeper and deeper. Mhmm ... I wonder just how many feathers i can fit inside you ... Shall we find out? he taunts, hissing into the student's ear. Just moan and cry out for yes ...

It was unknown how long Kanoe could keep going like this. She was cumming around the invading cock with each thrust. The mana kept her body wound up and at the brink while feathers drained her teats. Either her body would give out or she would go insane at this rate. Her limp twitching form continued to rise and fall under the guidance of Seraph's tendrils. More feathers suddenly slide and thrust into her anus, sawing within the tighter more sensitive passage. Eyes were blank as Kanoe stared off into space. Drool dribbled off her chin as she flopped onto the monster's lap over and over again. Her breasts were swollen with nectar and milk, cumming with her climaxing cunt while the poor witch drowned in utter bliss.