"Ahh!" She gasps, "N-No...please...not them.."

Fear was now creeping into her tone. The thing knew about her already. How much did it know? Aleace and Clarice but she has spent much more time with her lover. A faint whimper leaves her as it began to grow more confident in groping her. He was in complete control. The one thing she wanted to keep hidden and safe from him he already knows about.

"Not her," She whimpers, "Ahh..pl-please..stay away from her.."

His hand did little to soothe her now. She had lost everything. Nipples ache and throb with ever growing need as she drips warm nectar all over his hand. Her body was now his plaything. Kanoe did not want Clarice involved. She did not want him to know how much she means to her. She did not want her love to share her fate in this cave. The witch shivers as she tries to pull at her bonds but it was only a mere squirm of her body. Her strength was gone and the mental strain of it all was now taking it's toll. She was breaking down as her world began to crumple into the monster's hands.

He tsks lightly, leaning up to brush her hair forwards over her eyes. His incessant groping did not stop, though the squeezing and rolling became more gentle and tender. "Mmm, there... you can close your eyes. But you can't sleep just yet. Tell me about her, and I won't have to satisfy my curiosity more directly. Fair enough?"

Another tentacle slid between her legs, brushing against her netherlips, enjoying her reactions and his domination over her. The wet tentacle brushed between her breasts, then slid over the glorious orbs, slickening them and making them almost glow in the moonlight. He nuzzled against them, smiling and looking up slyly at her.

The mixture of rough and soothing touches kept her completely off balanced. Kanoe's eyes flutter as she lets out a long moan. With her body hypersensitive from the tentacles strange effects, she once more creams from the thing fondling and groping her weary body. Soft pants of pleasure leave the witch's lips. Her mind continues to drift further away. But still unable to rest, her mind begins to drown in the lust and hot sensations running through her body. Copious amounts of nectar flow down the stroking tentacle between her thighs. The gentle sawing motion was leaving her groaning constantly.

It took several moments to register and sort what he was offering her. She just needed to reveal what she knows and Clarice will be safe? The witch had no reason to trust this thing. But, if she refuses what would happen to Claire?

"You...Ahh god," She moans out, "Y-You promise..Ooh...To leave..leave Clarice...alone?"

He sighs lightly, a firm squeeze causing Kanoe's lovely breasts to roll and bulge, finishing with another delightful tug on her engorged teats. He was just playing with her body now, toying with it after it had been long since defeated.

"Well, I can't promise I might not run across her by accident. But I promise not to seek her out. Sound fair? He smiled up at her, eyes half-shut as he basked in the glow of his latest conquest. The gentle sound of her nectar spattering against the cool stone brought a smirk to his face.

After all, he hadn't a clue who this Clarice was. He couldn't hardly avoid her, or seek her out, as long as he didn't know her from the next girl! But that could change momentarily. "So please, go on..."

A soft moan escapes the woman once more as her breasts were toyed with. Her entire body trembles from the aftershocks of her draining climax. Heavy eyes fell shut as exhaustion continues to sap away what little strength she had left. It sounded fair, as fair as a monster can be. As darkness claims her vision, her mouth slowly moves as she tries to speak. Her body begs for rest but could not escape the constant torture of her lusicous orbs. Kanoe's mind drifts off, reaching a dream like state.

"Long blonde hair.." She murmurs faintly, "Green eyes... My size and build... St-Strong willed..." Her voice fades away as if she fallen asleep. A short time later, she continues to speak weakly, "A..A witch...like me..."

His tentacles slowly slid away, leaving her hanging like that. "Alright. There there... you can just rest, then. I'll wake you once you get a chance to recover." He gave a low chuckle, slipping back slowly and letting her simply hang on that wall, highlighted by the moon.

A splash of cold water awakens her some time later. There's a faint chuckle, a flash of bright light blinding her as she's suddenly soaked and dripping. "Alright! Wakey wakey... time to get you up for a bright new day. Morning exercise, of course, will be a bit... interesting! Though, first, we can swing by your room... probably for the best. You probably will need to go, and get some food. Fair?"

As the burning sensation finally begins to fade from her chest, Kanoe was out like a light. The woman gasps as cold water shocks the witch awake. Her arms tingle from still being strapped to the rock wall. The light of the rising sun brought warmth but very little comfort to the student. Will this thing really hold her for the entire weekend or longer?

The monster's voice was not at all welcomed as a wake up call. She could only guess what the morning exercise will be and her body quivers at the thought of being impaled and filled with tentacles again. It shocked her that the thing was going to bring her over to her room. It apparently did not want her body to give out from lack of nutrition so she could be a fuck toy longer. The witch really hopes she somehow chokes on her food. She was glad that she had not moved into Claire's room yet. So early in the day, she did not want this thing to 'happen' upon Clarice.

"Why are you doing this?" She groans, still aching from the long night before, "Just let me go."

He reaches up, doing something at her wrists before pulling her off the wall. She was dimly aware that hr rump was set against something; a groove in the surface that helped support her weight. Probably that was why her arms and shoulders didn't ache too much as she was pulled from there, laid out on the cool stone floor for a few moments.

"There... feel any better? I'll let you go indeed... but if I'm gong to do so, I'm going to have you have you come back. After all, I can't follow you all the way into your room, now can I?" One of his tentacles squirmed out of his sleeve; it was short, ribbed, and covered in strange grooves and bumps. He smiled and set it on her waist, where it immediately began to slither across, seeking the entrance to her innermost depths...

"So, once I take you outside, I'll have to leave you with a watchdog..." He had a disturbing grin on his face as he swayed back and forth, watching her with mischievous eyes...

Her arms and shoulders may not ache as much but her entire body was still aching from exhaustion. She knew this thing was not going to let her go and seems he had every intention of making sure she did return. Kanoe's eyes go wide as he reaches to place a tentacle on her body. She lets out a cry as she kicks her legs to push her body away from the monster.

"Get this thing off of me! Get away from me!" She screams.

The witch did everything she could to get farther and farther away from him. She could feel the tendril trying to enter her body. It was going to stay inside her?!

Her struggles slow it down and threaten to toss it off. With a sigh, the monsters' tentacles reach down, seizing her and holding her fast. A few of the winding tentacles roll across her bountiful mounds, amusing himself watching them quiver and bounce.

The seeking tentacle slid across her button first, pressing against the nub and grinding around. Then the other end slid around, probing her lips before parting them! The head latches to her clit, sticking to the pearl and tugging on it as the rest of the tentacle slides into her... she can feel it slide in deep, extending, quivering, squirming as it worked deeper and deeper into her!

"If you misbehave... I might have to humiliate you. I wonder what people would say if you collapse in climax in front of them?" The tentacle tweaks and pulls on her nub eagerly, emphasizing the threat with his touch.

"Ugh!"

Kanoe's struggles were quickly sealed by the slimey tendrils. As a punishment, some began to rub over her tender chest causing her to squirm and bite down on her lip. The invading tendril now had no resistance as it finds her pearl and began to slither around it. The witch gasps and bucks her hips in a weak attempt to throw it off the budding bundle of nerves. But it was useless as the rest of the tentacle began to eases slowly into her folds. Deeper and deeper it delves into her being. She could only arch her back and cry out as the vile thing hides within her body, making itself home in her moist inner walls. With only the head of the tentacle still pulling at her clit, it was going to be nearly impossible to pull the squirming thing out.

"Ahh!" She glares up at the creature, "Shut up! You want me to go back completely nude?! Why should I eat if it's only to be dragged back here again?"

"Oh... because if you don't, I'll have to find some guest to join you. I'll choose at random... a blind selection, completely fair! Honest!" He laughs lightly, and smiles as he leans from side to side, backing ups lowly. "Hah! But more to the point, so you won't be exhausted, so you can try and escape with that opportunity, and of course so you will be able to continue school once the weekend is over. Yeah?"

Deep inside her womanhood, squirming in her honeyed tunnel, the tentacle slid out a long tendril, holding onto her love button with a series of tiniest suckers as it works its way even deeper with its main body. Forcing open her cervix to let it push in completely, curling up in her womb.

He reaches up with one of his hands, playing with her breasts fondly. "But yeah... it'd be embarrassing if you stumbled in naked. How about a school uniform? It'll be a bit small on you... but better than nothing." A tentacle slides into the darkness, returning with one of Shokushu's standard uniforms... maybe a size too small. There's no underwear with it at all...

"Ahhh...stop.." She gasps out as the tiny sucker tugs at her exposed pearl.

With the thing deep inside her womb, her body felt rather full making her shiver from the strange sensation. Clenching her teeth tightly, the dark witch turns her head away from the monster. There was no way she was going to go eat and come back just to be fucked into oblivion again. She had no way to fight or escape as long as this creature was inside her. Her eyes grow wide at the sight of the uniform being dragging over to her.

"I would rather starve!" She growls angerly, trying to cringe away from his groping fingers.

He grumbles lowly. "I'll feed you myself if I have to... but geez. I just wanted to give you a break." A grin crosses his face, then he pats her cheek.

"But if it's truly helpless... perhaps we can come to some sort of agreement, mm? I'll let you go tomorrow if you go and eat? I don't want to let you go quite yet... but I've made you suffer discomfort long enough."

A tentacle idly played with her breasts lightly as he watched her. "Either that... or we'll have to 'play' until Monday morning. Then I'll flop you, wet and naked, out in the gym field for everyone to see." He still sounded cheerful, even amused, as he says this.

He glanced briefly for a moment, looking at the light streaming in through the hole in the ceiling. For whatever reason... he seems to be avoiding moving directly into the stream of light as he backs up, looking at her expectantly for a response.

She grits her teeth, glaring in pure hatred at the vile being. How dare he! The light strokes of his tentacles send tingling sensations through her luscious orbs. It kept her slightly heated but she had control over herself at least for now. There is no way to know if he was telling the truth about letting her go the next day. But, refusing will ensure she was a dripping mess for all to see. Her pride has taken enough hits, tearing inside her.

"Fine!" She growls, "I'll...I'll go to my room and come back... If you lie about this I will make sure to find a way to reduce you to ash."

Kanoe tugs at her bonds until she is released and reaches for the uniform. She yanks the tentacle from her breasts and proceeds to slide the tight fitting skirt up her thighs. If she were to bend over, she will no doubt reveal much for all to see. Even without that, she was showing nearly her entire silky smooth thighs. She huffs and begins to struggle with the blouse, trying to button it up as high as it will go. The witch kept her back to the creature, not wanting to even look at the thing.