“Now you can't say that you didn't like that,” she has an idea though and draws that dildo out of her licking it and sucking on the tip as if it were a lollipop. There was no denying that she was tasty and Etolie shuts off the vibrator then extracts it slowly but if Kanoe thought she was finished with her she was mistaken for once those juices had been licked clean she wrapped the cord of the vibrator about the dildo. Certainly she could not drive it so deep but she flicked it on and inserted the dildo again, the egg shaped vibrator near the tip.

Once it presses to those lips she slowly reinserts it inside her, the vibrator flicked back one after that single deep thrust.

“We still have a bit of time before other students show back up here … do not worry, I have no designs to leave you exposed and out in the open but I can't leave things a mess her either.” She pressed that dildo in nearly all the way before assisting the witch down to her feet.

“Start heading to the showers, I'll clean up here first.” The cord and remote would dangle from her virtually reaching the floor. Etolie smiled, Kanoe did not have far to make it on her own and she was not concerned, she didn't expect the witch to go running off or fight back now that she had snared her.

"Ohhh... Uhhhnnn... B-Bitch..." she groaned as the dildo pushed right back inside her. There was no rest for the dark witch as the vibrator hummed with the dildo fully hilted inside her. Kanoe had trouble walking while impaled as she was told to get into the showers. Still handcuffed and with the doll a threat, she continued walking on wobbly legs as ordered. Once in the showers, the witch slumped against a tiled wall. Soft moans escaped her as her body glistened with sweat from the strain and heat in her body. Juices ran down her inner thighs. She was to be cleaned up but lacked the arms to do so herself. She would have to wait for Etolie to finish cleaning up the counter she was fucked on. What would happen from here on was anyone's guess but Kanoe could assume it was nothing good.

Etolie smile in response. “Might as well make pay back worth it, huh?” She cleaned up her using the towel Kanoe had been wearing before depositing the linen in one of those large hampers with wheels. She then threw the doll into her bag and grabbed a few clean towels sticking them in there before seeing how she was holding up.

Of course without hands she couldn't work the nozzles and Etolie stripped down then to a pair of green undergarments then nothing at all.

She wore a gold locket and a few ritzy rings and other jewelry like bracelets. She came forth turning on the water, adjusting the temperature before helping the witch back up to her feet.

Dropping the bag on the middle of the floor she approaches.

“Let's get you cleaned up,” she stated drawing her to the water careful not to get her hair wet as her lips curl back around a breast suckling to get at that sweet nectar. She grinned, teeth dashing against that nipple as she nibbled on it slowly, maneuvering her so that her back was against the tiled wall as she worked her magic, fingers sweeping down to rub against her clit in slow circles as she drank from the other tit.

The other woman had stripped off her uniform to join the witch in the shower. Kanoe's toes curled against the shower floor, the dildo still deep inside her with the vibrator humming against her cervix. The raven haired student was left writhing in erotic agony until Etolie helped her back to her feet. The witch was helpless as she was pressed against the tiled wall. Fingers traced around her throbbing pearl while nectar flowed freely from her exposed teat into Etolie's suckling lips.

"Uhhnn... Ohhhnn..." Kanoe's thighs twitched and shuddered as wave after wave of pleasure crashed against each other inside her belly. Her breast pulsed and throbbed, swelling and firming with her heated blood. Her eyes fluttered as her mouth hung open in breathless groans. It was pure torment as the tension continued to wind up inside her body. This was hardly cleaning her body at all and her insides were melting around the humming dildo.

Etolie didn't wish to clean her, not yet anyway. She was in a location where it would be easier to get to it when she desired to start though if anyone say them now they may have been mistaken at a quick glance.

She drank from the tit as it offered up it's nectar. When she released it she flicked his tongue about her lips.

“You taste good, Kanoe,” she commented not caring how she possessed that ability to lactate. She was enjoying it, it seemed, or at least Etolie was. For a moment she debated on whether or not she should begin cleaning her up now as her fingers lazily stroked that bundle of nerves but curiosity was getting the better of her as she viewed those lips. Very kissable lips.

It was slow, it was brief as she pressed her lips to her own in brief kisses observing her reactions first. Perhaps Kanoe would see how foolish it would be to bit now but she was hesitant at first seeing if she was defied or resisted at all. If there was even the briefest of resistances she would halt and pull back, if not she would slowly enter into that kiss she did not think was possible not all that long ago.

"Mmm..." she moaned, legs going numb from the endless stimulation between her thighs. Fingers continued to trace her hardened pearl. Her breasts throbbed as nectar flowed from her teat. Despite what Etolie drank, the luscious globes had not softened or lost any shape so far. Kanoe tasted the sweet fluid upon the other woman's lips as their lips met in a soft kiss. "Mmph... Mmm..." Eyes dulled as the witch could do nothing to stop the kiss. Thet embrace deepened as Etolie grew more confident that Kanoe would not fight back. Heat rushed up into the witch's head, leaving her dazed and dizzy while this student took full advantage of her helpless form.

Good, there was no fight there and she pressed the advantage, lips pressing to lips her tongue dipping into the witch's mouth establishing a slow dance with it as it slid against her own. It was thrilling as it was no too often that she had risked such a kiss and when it was broken she herself smiled.

“Nice, Kanoe.” She moved her fingers down from that clit getting a firm hold on the portion of that dildo lodged inside her. She drew it out half way then pressed it back in with a twist of her hand the dildo and vibrator twisted rubbing inside that passage as it drove inside her.

Her speed picked up as she targeted Kanoe's neck with her own lips and tongue sweeping over that soft neck. She nipped softly with her teeth on occasion then smoothed over that spot with her tongue.

Fingers sank into a large breast playing with it so it was not neglected. Her index finger rubbing against the nipple she had discovered . “These are so big, and quite tasty. I bet all the girls are jealous. I bet that they all want to touch them, to taste them.”

That tempo with the dildo continues to increase, decreasing after reaching it's peak then increasing once more when it bottomed out. She wanted to hear those cries echoing about the showers, the acoustics had been better her.

"Uhhnn... Uhhnn..." The dildo slid in and out easily. It rubbed against her trembling depths while the vibrator hummed at the tip. Her body rose and fell with the thrusts, unable to do anything but moan in response. The pace quickened, slamming the vibrator against her cervix again and again. Kanoe's eyes fluttered and rolled back in her head. Lips and teeth nipped and suckled on her neck, sending her belly quivering as Etolie continued to wear down the dark witch. Juices ran down Kanoe's inner thighs, the lewd slurp of juices filling the air while the hot water showered over her. She could not stop moaning. Her insides were melting away but Etolie would slow to keep her from reaching the edge. Kanoe could not form words as the other student continued to taunt and tease her.

It was as if she were conducting an orchestra with the crescendo of moans she was hear thought at last she drew out that juice encrusted dildo. Flicking the vibrator off she licked one side of it, a low moan issuing from her lips.

“Mmm, what a lovely taste.” She presents the toy to her lips though whether or not she chooses to taste it doesn't matter to her as she soon discards it, the shower water raining down on it as it rested there. But she lowers squatting before her, hands on those thighs feeling some of the sticky juices there seeing how she did not have Kanoe directly beneath the water and she was getting more of it than she at this point.

Fingers caressed that heated sex as she inhales sharply as if sampling the aroma of a well cooked meal. Spreading her open with a hand she gazes at that pink clam for a moment before drawing near wiggling her tongue against that slit. Her eyes cast upward as she repositions one of those legs slinging it over her shoulder and does so again. When she brings her tongue back to her core again she presses it inside her slowly spiraling her tongue against those heated pink walls letting out soft moans as she moved slowly inside her then picked up the pace as she started to flick her tongue up and down occasionally launching it from side to side as she tasted those rich juices.



Her tongue did more than explore as she pushed it inside the witch. Caressing those warm insides, flicking up and down then in circular motions as she tasted her. Every cry, every moan she reads and adjusts pressing her close to the edge then suddenly switching as if trying out new things or perhaps deliberately showing her that toys were better, that she was still working out what worked best.

Using the fingers on one hand she targets that clit pinching it between her middle and index fingers as she tugs gently tracing over the top of it with a thumb but halting any time it seems as if she's about to spill over the edge.

She eases up the motions of her fingers curious as to how far she could push the witch. Could she actually get the girl to ask for that elusive release? Doubtful though she'd try before she would deliver one to her. And thus that tongue and those fingers continue to play as her other begins to rub against her own sex.

With one leg draped over Etolie's shoulder, Kanoe was left resting heavily against the wall. Toes curled as the woman plunged deep within the dark witch. The warm tongue lashed away, tasting those juicy inner walls. Kanoe was left gasping and groaning over and over again. Warmth breaths soaked into her exposed netherlips while fingers spread her wide open.

"Uhhnn... Ahhnnn!" The witch could barely remain standing on that one leg as tremors of bliss ran up and down her entire body. Her other leg was numb over Etolie's shoulder while bound hands dug at the tile wall she leaned on. Fingers began to pinch and play with her helpless pearl, sending pleasing shocks up her spine. Kanoe's mouth hung open as she groaned. Drool escaped the corner of her mouth as blood rushed up into her head. She would not beg but she was in no position to resist whatever Etolie had planned either.

She did not expect her to beg nor was she attempting to make her. If she were of poorer station and there was more time to work with then the possibility increased upon her own whim. But she would have her fun and did so eventually allowing her to hit that peak as a pair of her own fingers dipped inside her pleased with the sounds that she was hearing.

Oh she let the witch come and held herself there tasting those juices and making an occasional flick against that bundle of nerves.

Drawing her fingers out of herself she holds herself there until the shudder stops drawing her tongue out of her then easing that leg from her shoulder. Rising, she presses close to Kanoe again getting lost in those big tits that send a tingle of pleasure through her own sensitive breasts.

Her lips seal to the witch's once more briefly then pat her cheek softly before walking back to her bag. She looked over her tools though was disappointed in that most were used to punish. Nipple clamps, a small whip, she wondered if it could really be classified as such. Hm, none of these would do though there were a few vibrators of various types here.

Quickly checking her watch she calculates the time and what she has to do as far as clean up. Just a little longer she thinks, after all she's enjoying herself.

Grabbing the riding crop she returns. “Such a lucky girl. We are almost out of time. But you seem to have enjoyed yourself. Save your retorts,” she smacked one of those tits lightly with the riding crop while she twisted the nipple lightly on the other.

“But this time,” and she emphasized the riding crop beneath her chin, “I think I ought to be the one coming, Kanoe.”

Using a hand she guided the witch to her knees and set a foot on one of her shoulders setting a hand on Kanoe's head more so to assist her in her own balance.

The woman would not stop. Kanoe's insides clung around the lashing invader as Etolie continued to slurp away at them. Heat bubbled up inside her loins and seared through her core and into her very soul. "Auuughhh!" She screamed as hot juices squirt out of her climaxing cunt. Wave after wave of bliss washed over her body and senses until she was left slumped up against the wall. Only when Etolie had her fill did she stop and kissed the witch once more.

Kanoe slowly slid down the wall and sat there, gasping out shuddering breaths. The water soaked over her but she felt anything but clean right now. "Mngh!" The riding crop lightly swat her breast, ensuring she remained silent as Etolie moved her hips closer. Heat flushing her cheeks, she knew she had no say in the matter. She could not feel her legs as she sat there on her knees. Her wrists were cuffed. Shutting her eyes, she leaned forward and proceeded to run her long tongue along Etolie's netherlips. She started slowly before dipping her tongue little by little inside the other woman. Etolie would quickly find out just how long Kanoe's tongue was as it pushed deeper and deeper.

Indeed it was long, longer than she would have assumed as that tongue slowly pressed into those tight aroused folds.

“OH!” She tilted her head back feeling the splatter of water against
her back then tits as she leaned back. Fingers held that head tighter so that she could keep her balance as she shuffled her hips forward. “Yeah, that's it. Like that, Kanoe. UH!”

She went on experiencing that moist tongue as it slid inside her tight folds. It was often that she had another girl eating away at her, none seemed worthy enough for it. Part of it was that Kanoe had been of higher station allegedly so she was going to give her a treat. Part was in seeing just how much she could get away with.

She had almost lost herself in her own pleasure feel that intense wave stirring up. Breathing heavily she pulled away denying herself that bliss. “Very good,” she lifted her chin with the riding crop, her features flushed. “Now it is time to clean you.”

She helped the witch up moving her beneath the water and trying to keep her hair free of the water. Leaving her there she swats her ass playfully with the riding crop, goes to her bag and leaves the crop there while gathering some of her own soaps and returning. Debating for a bit as she looks at the two she has debated. “Hm, what sort of soap do you have?”

If she had neither a lilac or lavender scented one then there was going to be a discrepancy, a clue that something wasn't right but it was only a minor thing and she wasn't going to go off and get her own. Selecting a type she had or choosing one of her own she begins setting the other bottle down and rubbing the soap first over those massive tits, partly in cleaning and in part groping at least at first. Fingers twirling over her nipples soapy hands sweeping down her arms to the cuffs at her wrists. Her legs had been next followed bu her ass then rubbing a palm over her sex.

Unable to resist she slides her tongue against her neck dashing it behind an ear. After rinsing the witch off and ensuring that she was clean she cuts the water off after lathing up herself and having a quick rinse.

A return to her bag she puts away the soaps and dildos after drying them off with a towel after drying herself off then retrieving another towel and cleaning off of a shelf then returning to Kanoe with it toweling her off with it before guiding her to the bench.

“Lay down on your stomach.” After she complies she would weave her sleep enchantment, dress herself again then weave the memory one. She was going to try dressing her but that was probably going to be too challenging to turn her this way and that so she undoes the hand cuffs and returns them to her bag, gets another towel and drapes it over the witch. Kneeling, she kisses her cheek then departs before she wakes.

“Pleasant dreams.”

The witch did not follow when Etolie pulled away. Her cheeks were flushed having been forced to eat this woman out against her will. Etolie helped Kanoe to her feet and was kept under the shower while the woman left to get some soaps and other cleaning supplies. The witch did not know why she was asked about what soap she uses. She answered though it was not anything Etolie had on hand so she had to use one of her own. "Nngh..." Kanoe was too tired to moan as hands slid over her massive tits and played with her nipples. Etolie did not leave a spot untouched.

Once rinsed and dried, she was ordered to lay down on the bench. Kanoe was confused but too tired and weak to question. If there was more, she was in no condition to stop the woman. The witch straddled the bench and bent forward until her breasts were pressed against the hard surface. She was rather vulnerable and exposed in this position. But before she could wonder what was happening, her eyelids suddenly felt very heavy. Kanoe had trouble keeping them open as darkness took her. She fell into a deep slumber, breathing softly as Etolie continued to weave her other spell into her mind.

When Kanoe woke up, she found herself laying on the bench. What the hell happened? She sat up and immediately wrapped her towel around herself. She looked around, finding no one around. She heard doors opening and the chatter of students. Seems she was late for her next class. Kanoe was left wondering what happened between finishing her shower and ending up face down on a bench. Was it another monster attack? There was no way of knowing thanks to being cleaned up a second time. Gritting her teeth, the dark witch got dressed and immediately headed for her next class.

She had been finished here. The brush was out of her possession, the witch and counter area had been cleaned up and while there was some evidence she doubted that Kanoe could figure it out though there were spells that could possibly help her out in that regard.

Like the lavender scent … easy solution there she would leave those soaps behind in her dorm. She had thought to get rid of the doll too but thought better of it. If Kanoe ever found out she was likely to be irritate and having some measure of recourse, a deterrent, would help. The only thing she debated was if she was going to keep the doll close by such as a book bag or in her dorm with her other dolls. Granted she had not fashioned many but from time to time a girl really pissed her off and she had come into possession of something of her's one way or another.

She would give more thought on it later. The doll looked like Izumi anyway. It was a crude representation, granted, and needed to be stitched closed at the back before she ported it around all over so it shouldn't be too risky carrying it about.

Vera knew she was into Voodoo, Rhaine might have if she snooped around her dorm but she couldn't think of anyone else that was in the know unless Vera and or Rhaine talked about it but she doubted it.

In a way it felt good slipping up, she loved the thrill and while she feared getting caught at it there had been a particular delight over it. Like holding off from masturbation for ages only to have it feel oh so good when one finally did it.

There was much to consider though and while she had possession of that doll she would be forever tempted. She would have to wait and see though to ensure that this flew under the radar first. This though, well she wasn't abusing her station but felt as if she were treading on thin ice and had to be careful with each step. But happy with the outcome of today's events she checked her watch and left. It was a good thing she was erring on the side of caution though she probably still had some time a few students were mulling in as she was heading out, early arrivals either the swim or track team, she paid attention to nether, to much physical exertion either way.