"Well played, my dear, well played, there may be some hope for you yet...." Mage utters in response to Kanoe's utter disregard for etiquette. "though by my estimates, its a quite stretch before we get to the park...."

They exited the school without further incident, except for when her skirt flew up as she walked past another student who was heading up. Quick reflexes and a thick skin saved the day that time, and now it was time to tackle the outdoors, where yet more 'accidents' are waiting to happen.

"So this is what it all looks like at ground level...." She comments at all the girls walking past, giggling, staring at the black cat in Kanoe's grasp. All inquiries were given the cold shoulder as the girl tries to make haste for the park. Mage eyes yet another opportunity for mischief, as they near a group of girls playing volleyball.

The sorceress invokes the possesion spell on the girls legs, rooting her feet to the spot before jumping down to the ground. And right on cue, the ball flies rather unnaturally, landing just in front of Kanoe. The players motion for her to throw it back, to which Mage responds threateningly.

"Pick it up, or I will make you...."

"Yes yes, you will have many opportunities to make my life as miserable as possible for your amusement," Kanoe murmurs back to the feline.

Surprisingly, the mystic did not create many more problems for her inside the school. Though the incident with her skirt nearly made her jump. The woman's cheeks blushing slightly as used one hand to hold the cat while the other held her skirt down. She sighs as she leaves the school and heads outside.

Kanoe ignores the woman who approach her. The last thing she wanted to do was interact with people while giving this mystic a tour. She did her best to minimize contact so the feline would toy with her less. At least that was what she hoped for. Her eyes widen as she felt her legs stop moving. The cat jumps from her arms just as a volleyball rolls over to her. She lets out a long sigh in response to the feline's threat. At least she was farther away from them making it a bit easier to avoid revealing herself. The young witch lets herself go to her knees, leaving her thighs together as she reaches and picks up the ball. She left the ball resting on her skirt as she stands back up, simple enough. The woman looks over at the other students and tosses the ball underhand to them.

Kanoe looks over to the cat and waits for her to jump back into her arms.

Twice she tried, and twice the witch managed to avoid doing anything too precarious, but there was one error that Kanoe managed to commit... and the was to irk the Mage.

A swish of the tail and the possesion spell takes effect further, locking the girls knees, allowing her to bend only from the hips. To add to the tension, Mage conjures up an illusion of three girls standing a few feet behind the Kanoe without her noticing, looking as if the trio were also watching the game. She made it so that once set up, they made enough chatter for Kanoe to notice the group behind her.

The stage was set, and now the ball again flew in Kanoe's direction, landing infront of her feet and stopping just within reach. Now Mage was being thorough, as she tensioned the links on her crotch so that if she bent forward or backward too fast, she would literally tear her clit right off.

The players motioned, the faux group chattered behind the unsuspecting girl, and Mage stared at her little toy, waiting for what she will do.

"Come witch... I demand satisfaction..."

A widening of her eyes shows that realizes what the feline had done to her now. Suddenly, she heard voices behind her. Kanoe looks to see three more students have walked up to observe the game. The soft thud of the volleyball lets the young witch know that the ball was back at her feet once more. She gasps faintly as she feels the chains tighten on her crotch. Just her breathing was enough to show how tight it was, gently grinding against her bare clit. No matter what, she had no choice in the matter.

"You win.." She murmurs mostly to herself.

A soft gasp of pain reminded her to move slowly lest she wanted the links to shred across her sensitive flesh. Kanoe blushes faintly in embarassment as she bends over, reaching for the ball. As she bends, her skirt gently lifts up some. She could feel the cool breeze across her chained rear and sex, no doubt giving the girls behind her a nice view as she picks up the ball. It felt like an eternity for Kanoe as she slowly rises and finally tosses the ball back to the students playing their game.

"Satisfied now?" Kanoe whispers, looking over at the cat.

The girls gasp and gossip, staring in disbelief at this exhibitionist, Kanoe could hear the lewd and demeaning comment they were giving, still unaware it was all her tormentors doing.

Mage relinquishes the spell on her limbs, allowing her freedom to move again, after which she happily leaps up into Kanoe's waiting arms. "Quite my dear, excellent performance" she responds to her little query. With restricted gait, they move away, the chain between her thighs clinking as Kanoe makes haste to get away from the trio she had put a show on for, and only after they were out of sight did Mage dispel the illusion, they had done their job, and quite well at that.

"Do tell, my pretty, I bet your pretty aroused from showing those girls the lovely chain work you were wearing..."

To the park they went, where less people thought to gather as rumor upon rumor of disappearance circulated throughout the campus. This only meant that there were fewer people running around this place as compared to others, the chance for discovery still lingered.

Mage hops off agan, before gracefully jumping on to a bench at the side of the footpath. "Sit..."

Kanoe's teeth clench at the lewd comments behind her. She lets out a sigh as she feels control of her limbs returning at which point the feline leapt back into her arms. She could feel the cool chain against her netherlips as she quickly leaves the students to their game. With that chain and the runes on her wrists and ankles, she was under this mystic's control. All she could do now was endure until the feline was done with her.

The young witch did not bother to respond to the feline's tauntings. It did not matter what she said. Her eyes gaze at the sky and the trees around her as they finally reach the park. She briefly strokes the cat's fur before it leapt out of her arms and over to the bench. Kanoe sighs again as she hears the single worded command directed at her. A cat giving pet commands, most likely part of this mystic's amusement as well. Her hands straighten out her skirt as she sits down beside the cat. She thought about speaking but decided against it. What was there to say? It was already made clear what this woman wants from her. Other than the large amounts of mana the woman claims Kanoe has, she was nothing but a toy to her.

Mage starts to clean herself like any cat would, she enjoys this form a lot and tends to get immersed in it. She let Kanoe rest from their little excursion before she continues her little meal of mystic energies.

She looked at Kanoe, clearly she had resigned herself to the sorceress and was awaiting the end of this tortuous day. With that in mind, Mage decides to take it slower this time, slower with everything, taking her time cleaning her fur, after which she yawns, baring her pearly whites before stretching out, if it wasnt for the student knowing her true identity, she really would have mistaken her for a cat.

The silence must have been deafening, the wait uncomfortable as the girl sits there, bound yet free at the same time. She decides to give her a little starter, a quick tail swish and the chain on Kanoe's crotch is sent a-buzzing between her folds, over her clit, and between the cheeks of her ass. Yet something was amiss, the witch was holding something back, and this piqued the mystics curiousity.

"You have something on your mind, witch..." exclaims the black feline, "I can sense the the turmoil in your aura..."

Kanoe's hands rest gently on her lap as she waits. Besides the occasional chirping of the birds and the sound of trees swaying in the breeze, all was silent at the bench. No doubt the feline was thinking of ways to toy with her food, just like any cat would. It was also very patient, the mystic taking her time cleaning and tending her fur while the witch simply waits. She lowers her gaze, stray strands of black hair falling before her face as she gazes at her wrists. Dark runes, shadow marionette, this woman could forget about her and still it would not matter if she tries to escape.

Kanoe suddenly shivers and squeaks as she feels the chains buzzing between her thighs. She bends over slightly as the sensations wash over her. Her breathing was already growing heavy as her clit hardens into an erect little nub from the vibrating attention. The witch grips her own hand as she quivers there on the bench. No matter how she moves, she would feel those chains buzzing between her folds and cheeks. Her cheeks blush faintly as she thinks it is starting once more.

The feline's observation made her teeth clench in slight annoyance. Why hasn't this woman drained her of her mana and left yet? This feigning that she might care was only making this worse. Kanoe knew her situation and as much as she hates it, she knows her role in this woman's little game. The mystic has lived back in Caesar's time and she was just a lowly human to her.

"It doesn't matter does it?" She responds bitterly, keeping her voice soft for the moment.

"It may.... it may not.... I was merely curious of what caused the distortions... although you know it is not wise to deny me what I want...."

The girls blushing and quivering further enticed Mage to do a little more stimulating, and the chains followed her will, the vibrations now starting run up the links, the shaking now extended to the loops binding her buxom mounds, thrumming the soft flesh in its mettalic grip.

just then, in the distance, a silhouette appeared, coming closer to their position. A lone jogger, by what her eyes could judge, making slow and pace towards them. Yet another spark of mischief sprang up in the mind of the feline.

The runes come into play once more, Kanoe's legs spreading as far as the chain would allow, the students hands moving to Mages will as they take hold of her skirt and lift it up, making public her chained-up slit one more, and the audience was quickly closing the gap. The sorceress' curiosity will be fed, if not, well, she'll just have to enjoy the look on Kanoe's face as her dignity and reputation is shot down.

"Your choice, witch. Tell me what troubles you, or your troubles will soon compound..."

A sharp gasp quickly reveals how effective the shivering chains are on her sensitive body. Her breasts were already firming up from the sensation. Lacking a bra, the two orbs sway gently with the vibrations. Her nipples dance, gently rubbing against her blouse as they slowly grew erect in her pleasure. A moan was about to escape her when she bites down on her lip, seeing that they were not alone.

Wanting to keep some form of dignity, Kanoe kept her legs together as her hands rest on her lap. She tried to look natural though the vibrating chain was making that much more difficult. But, her captor had other plans as she suddenly found her legs spread far apart. She shakes her head as she felt her hands pull up her skirt. Her face was already growing a bright crimson. The runner was not going to notice the chain was vibrating or the runs on her skin. The newcomer was going to see Kanoe's folds, dripping with arousal. The thought of revealing such made her shut her eyes and quiver in a mixture of arousal and embarassment.

"Is...Is it true that..that I have no potential?" Kanoe says between soft gasps of pleasure.

A swish, a sway of the tail, and the girls legs shut like a bear trap, hands quickly pull the skirt down as the jogger closes. The runner passes with nary a hint of what was happening and moves away from the pair, gaining ground till she disappears around the bend.

"Wise choice, pet...." Her voice more teasing than serious. "No, you do have potential, everyone does, its just a matter of how you tend to it"

The cat leaps, flips, and in a flash of light, Mage is once more her beautiful self, clad in black and purple leather, voilet locks gently floating down her back, going past her knees. She stood there in all her mystical beauty, a quiet pause ensuing before she starts to act.

She holds her arms out towards Kanoe, and the chains respond, drawing the girl up from the bench and pulling her towards herself. Once near, Mage wraps her arms around the girl, staring at her blushing face with those diamond eyes, before bringing her in for a kiss, her velvety lips forcing themselves upon Kanoe's, her soft tongue exploring the the insides of the students mouth aggressively. A few moments of this and finally she breaks away. She takes a few steps backwards, putting some ground between her and the witch as her eyes start to glow brightly

The enchanted irons glow with dark menace, before flying about once more. Kanoe finds her arms being tied behind her while others wrap down and around her legs, anchoring themselves to the ground and keeping her spread. Now she stood there, chained to the ground in the middle of the footpath for anyone to see.

"Now.... lets resume, shall we?"

The answer she received did not make her feel much better. Felt like an answer you give a clutz or a complete failure in life. At least it was enough to make mystic close her legs and pull down her skirt She kept her eyes lowered as the jogger passes, biting her lip to prevent any sound from escaping her lips. Kanoe sees the feline return her true form and stand before her. It was time to begin again.

Kanoe did not react as much as she was suddenly pulled towards the mystic. At this point she was used to being jerked around like a dog on a leash. She gazes at those piercing diamond eyes. No doubt the woman was just measuring her mana supply. With a soft 'mmph' the mystic was kissing her deeply as the tongue explores her warm mouth. The young witch sighs as the lips left hers. The mystic's eyes were glowing and she could feel the chains gliding across her pale skin. Her legs were spread out and rooted to the ground as her arms were bound behind her. She squirms nervously, they were still in a public park.

"Here? Going to take my dignity along with my mana now?" murmurs softly, gazing at those glowing eyes.

"Mmm? something the matter? By the way your cunt was dripping when you held your skirt up for that runner, I assumed you enjoyed being an exhibitionist..."

Mage just loved to tease, it made everything just that much... spicier...

The day was growing late, and she was pretty sure no one else would disturb them here at this hour, and now it was time to feast once more. By now, those buzzing links on her breasts and cunt must be driving Kanoe wild with stimulation, but Mage kept it soft enough to arouse and not allow for release. What she had planned for her release was... spectacular.... for lack of a better word.

She moved close, and her hands moved to grip those large breasts under that flimsy cloth, kneading it around, sometimes in the same direction, sometimes in different directions, just to keep the girl on her toes. Once again their lips meet, and tongues dance inside the warm embrace of each others mouth. Her forefingers rolled the witch's stiff nipples under her blouse as the fabric starts to disintegrate, turning to nothing but smoke and leaving Kanoe bare save for the chain work. Her hands are now in direct contact with the girls soft flesh as the puddle from earlier seeps back into existence underneath the witch, ready once more to assist in her pleasuring.

Kanoe blushes deeply as she tries to frown. With the chains buzzing over her most sensitive of places, her composure breaks as she begins to moan in pleasure. She bites her lip as she quivers. She can't believe she was so helpless before this woman. The young witch could feel her body heating up more and more. Her juices trickle down her thighs as the chain remained tight between her folds.

Kanoe strains against her bonds but it was no use as the woman reaches out and begins to knead her chest. The vibrations of the chain only made the woman's touch more appealing as she could feel it rubbing through the fabric of her blouse. She did her best to try and control herself, taking long deep breaths only to exhale in soft moans. Her mind was already getting clouded with the haze of lust as she remembers the feelings of those same hands back on the roof of the school. The woman's nipples seem to harden to almost painful levels as she found herself pressing her chest more into the mystic's hands. The cool breeze caresses across her now bare skin, her clothing now reduce to nothingness. She tries to forget that she is standing there in the nude. Her eyes close as she lets the woman pleasure her body.

Their lips kept on kissing, the girls moans escaping directly into Mages mouth as she doesn't let up with her tongue play. Now that the witch's breast were thoroughly stimulated, one of her hands start to move down her tummy, rubbing along the soft flesh and tracing the thrumming links down to her damp sex. Delicate fingers start to run along the girls inner thighs, getting slick on the overflow of nectar as they rub along the creamy flesh.

The kiss breaks, a sliver of clear liquid lingers between for a few moments. The void left by Mage's velvet lips becomes filled as her hand comes up from between Kanoe's thighs and slips a pair of juice coated fingers into her warm mouth, pressing down on her tongue and rubbing her juices inside.

"Do you taste that? Thats the taste of your arousal, you're completely at my mercy, little acolyte, mine to play with..." she utters as she the chains buzz and her hand gropes. "Your breasts, your cunt, your lips.... all..mine..." Her fingers start press deep past Kanoes's lips as she issues another command "Now lick that dirty nectar of yours off my fingers.."