Being caught now was only what she had expected. She would smile if it wasn't for the fact that her hands were feeling very utterly disgusting from his thread. Should of figured he had more to spit out of his mouth then just ignorant words. She stands still for a moment, testing how strong the silk was but it was no use to break free. But it didn't really matter now. She didn't need to use any magic anymore any ways. But of course she would rather be free. She doubted that would happen any time soon. But for whatever reason, she remained perfectly calm and adverted her eyes from where the thread was fired.

"Oh no..." she feigns panic, "You've got me. Now I can’t use magic anymore. I didn't even get a chance to hit you... or did I?" she uses the last part and shrugs her shoulders.

"I was very well expecting to be raped when I came here. You misjudge my intentions and under estimate me. I was assuming you would catch me anyways so whatever you do doesn't surprise me."

She was actually willing to sacrifice her body for revenge. But being as she couldn’t use magic anymore, she doesn’t really have many more chances of making this spidery bastard sorry now. She can just stay confident that she would defeat him… eventually.

“I’m strong physically so you might as well just hurry up and get this over with. I know I can’t overpower you with strength.”

Siferus knew something was amiss by the way she sort of gave up fighting. He knew she had something planned. He just didn't know what her plan was. He feigned ignorance once again and descended from the ceiling, standing in front of Clarice.

No, your spells were all misses, little witch. Judging by your hands...mine didn't. An evil smile radiated from his face.

The battle was over and the games were about to begin as Siferus' tendrils quickly reached out and restrained the defenseless witch, snaring her wrists and ankles. He pulled her arms behind her back, preventing any further trickery. The tendrils around her ankles coiled their way around her legs, clear up to her thighs, pulling her legs apart torturously slowly.

"If this is what I get for being ignorant as you so eloquently put it, ignorance truly is bliss... He said with sinister laughter following as a single tendril slithered it's way up her robe and tore the entire thing away in a single motion, no trouble at all, leaving the witch in whatever she has on underneath.

"Whatever you say, slime," she retorts softly, shaking her ehad. She wasn't about to argue with the grimlin. Tendrils... that was original in snagging her. He truly didn't think she was going to get her way. She struggles somewhat, obviously still not wanting to participate with this ugly monster. But there was little she could do except to struggle somewhat. This would probably be the only time she would sacrifice her pride to have her revenge for Kanoe. She jsut hoped the woman wouldn't find the note. Her body twitches at a thought.

Shit... she didn't take the note with her. Kanoe couldn't possibly... blast her inability to take everything in thought! Her teeth grit in annoyance to not thinking this completely through. But she couldn't show she had a weakness or show the monster she may have forgotten something. She still had to act calm, despite the fact she was going to be used to his disposal. She makes a soft 'tch' when her robes were ripped, revealing her black bra and panties. This was not going to be fun...

Kanoe was left to rest in her bed. Her body shivers occasionally as her arms wrap around herself. Cheeks a soft shade of pink revealed the poison was still in her system. Slowly her breathing grew longer, deeper. A hand slides over her chest, squeezing a firm breast causing the young woman to gasp.

Her eyes open as she gets up with a start. It took the witch a few moments to realize she was panting. She slides a hand over her long mane of hair in a futile attempt to calm herself down. The witch looks around seeing it was her room. The bits of webbing on the floor showed what the spider did after she blacked out.

Amongst the webbings she found a small crumpled note. Her eyes grew wide as she read it. No, as if last night was not enough, this bloody thing is dragging Clarice into this?! She stumbles slightly as she goes to her closet and begins slipping on a fresh set of robes. Her body was still struggling against the poisons. Every breath sent tingling warmth through her chest and butterflies fluttering in her stomach. But there was no time to waste.

By the time she had finish running to the school, juices were already moistening her netherlips and trickling slowly down her thighs. This was a foolish endeavor, for her and Claire both. The mystic knew nothing about the spider and ran off. They could have went together though she was in hardly the condition to fight.

Stopping at the door, she pushes on it and feels something holding it shut. She slams her shoulder into the door, gasping softly in pain. Before tearing the door free from the strands of webbing.

Her eyes narrow at the spider holding her lover captive. Still wearing the ring, she raises and arm up, flames licking across her fingertips.

"Let her go!" she says breathlessly.

Was irony always against her? Her calm facade completely dissipated before her as she watches the woman she was actually fighting for right now put herself in the middle of something she didn't need to! Now the woman was going to get caught again! Now that her plans took a turn for the worse, she couldn't help but do all she could in a futile attempt to get Kanoe out of here- she struggled like she was near death itself.

"No, Kanoe! I... I have everything under control! Get out of here you idiot!"

Her grunts and gasps as she twists herself around in the spider's coils; she had to take a break to catch her breath. There was just no use of escaping his grasp. Stuck in place, she looks with distress, now realizing the utter madness of the situation.

"Please, Kanoe. Leave, I'm begging you! I can handle this!"

Siferus Had Clarice right where he wanted her. Bound and helpless in his clutches with only her undergarments separating her from a raping of a lifetime. He reached up with a tendril, sliding it underneath her black panties, rubbing it against her bare slit as another reached up and tore her bra away with no trouble at all.

Just then, Kanoe burst into the lecture hall, look of fierce determination on her blushing face.

"Well, Well...Look who came to give what little assistance she could. It's my favorite plaything. How do you feel Kanoe? He sneered, keeping a firm grip on Clarice. Now Kanoe, it looks to me that you are still reeling from the drug I gave you last night. What do you think you can do in all honesty. You appear to have a hard enough keeping your mana from falling away as it is. You won't dare attack me. Not with your precious lover in my grasp.

He spat thread at Kanoe's feet, attempting to keep her from interfering anymore than is necessary. "I'd stay put if I were you. Who knows what might happen if you hurt your lover? Can you live with that on your conscious?

The witch steps to the side, letting the webbing splat on the floor and on some chairs. The flames sputter and fade from her fingers as she gasps softly.

"You call this under control?" she sighs.

The creature was right, attempting a fire spell would hit Claire as well. The drug was wreaking havoc on her body. Her breasts burned with need as her thighs gently rub together. The poison had been running it's course for hours now while she was unconcious. Her body ached, just begging to be abused and ravaged again. But, she could not give in. She can have all the fun she wanted after she gets Claire away from this creature.

The spidery words of magic fill the room. She sounded breathless but her mana was channeling fluidly. Being filled with aphrodisic does mess with concentration but, lust and desire were all part of the dark arts. She did not fight it but embraced. Shadows begin to waver and filter into her, forming quickly into a dense black orb.

With a sharp cry, the bolt flies towards the spider's large form. A more focused spell allowed the witch to aim and control better so she did not hit the bound student. Hopefully it will punch a nice hole in the beast. But should he dodge, she will detonate the orb, unraveling the threads in a large concussive force. She needed to make every spell count as it could be her last.

She knew the way this looked, it didn't look like she had everything under control... or even a little bit actually. But she would be damned if she didn't plan to captured any ways. But with Kanoe here looking straight at her, if she even succumbed just a little... the woman would be watching. That added unwanted pressure to her endeavor. She was right to think this wouldn't be fun.

A soft gasp leaves her lips as tendrils work at what she knew they did best. Eyes cringe shut, unable to stop the slime tentacles from exploring her more sensitive areas. Teeth grit harshly together; keeping her resist from moaning only slightly better. Her mind was just cursing herself for not removing the note. If she explained to her lover what she was doing then the spider would know it obviously. She was trapped to only struggle like a fish out of water in a net-it was useless.

Eyes widen to the jittery feeling she had. Kanoe was channeling in that state. She turns her head to the side and see the bolt of darkness heading for the spidery monster. Bracing her for anything, her body tense and she shuts her eyes. She hoped that may make him release her... and maybe she could have freedom from not being fondled like she was.

"Tch. Didn't think you'd do it, Kanoe. Damn it. Now I got to keep myself and your lover safe. He grumbles quietly, leaping straight up and keeping a grip on the ceiling. An idea struck him as to how to keep things from getting too out of hand and potentially dangerous for him.

He layed Clarice against the ceiling and stuck her there with the thick thread, ensuring that Kanoe couldn't just use a spell and break the thread.

"Now don't you move. I'll be right back. He sneered.

He dropped down halfway across the room and taunted the witch, trying to get her to expend what mana she had left.

"You want her? Take me out and you can have her back. He taunted, knowing he could dodge anything she threw at him.

The threads of darkness unravel and burst sending a burst of force and air in all directions. Kanoe's robes and hair flow freely behind her shoulders as she tries to focus for another spell. It was going to be hard to hit the mobile spider. But, even her misses may help. They were still in a school and her spells were hardly quiet especially with the door still open. The longer they fight, the better their chances that someone may notice what is happening. At the same time, the longer she takes the more aroused her body will become. It was a gamble either way.

The thing was going to keep dodging and taunting no matter what the witch does. Might as well force the vile creature's hand some. Kanoe begins chanting softly as flames lick across her fingers and between her hands. Sweat glistens across her face from a mixture of exertion and arousal as the flames gather in one hand while shadows gather in the other. The hand covered in darkness thrusts out in the spider's direction but nothing seemed to happen beyond that. Meanwhile her other hand raises above her head, sending flames upwards, singing sections of the ceiling away from Claire.

The spike in temperature and the wisps of smoke from the burnt ceiling should be more than enough to set off the fire alarms and hopefully bring more of the staff's attention to this room.

(I'm going to post now, since I got skipped last round. When it went Clarice, Kanoe, Clarice.)

The ceiling burned but no alarms went off as the fire charred the ceiling. He disconnected the alarms prior to the invitation being sent to Clarice. His intensely intricate plan had come together.

He lashed tendrils out at Kanoe once again, trying to ensnare the black haired witch once more.

"Kanoe! Please... listen to me! You don't have to do this! Trust me pelase!" she couldn't very well plead much more then what she was. Couldn't the woman just trust her judgement? She knew what she was doing, but she still couldn't reveal any plans or else Siferus would hear. She struggles in vain to aid Kanoe, but it was of no use. She could only watch helkplessly as the woman uses her magic to possibly send off alarms to the school or... someone.

The smoke builds to the ceiling, causing her to shut her eyes and cough seomwhat from the smoke filtering about above. Unfortunatly, no alarmas seem to go off. She gives a soft 'tch' of annoyance. Seems the spider was expecting such a magical brawl and tampered with any fire alarms. So now Kanoe was wasting what little mana she had left and getting herself weaker. Left dangling up on the ceiling, it was hard to not try anything to escape her thready prison. She was quick to see a tendril come for her love...

"Kanoe, watch out!" she warns and narrows her eyes at the monster.

"Ignorant, ugly, useless monster who can't comprehend anything! Having a tiny dick and tiny brain doesn't go very far does it?!"

Distracting? Well, there really wasn't much to insult. She was usually the quiet one to say the least.

The spider had planned ahead it seems. It must already know that her lover was a spell caster as well. There was no point in dwelling on it now. The monster could have disabled all the alarms in the entire building for all she knew.

The dark witch did not show any alarm to Claire's warning or the approaching tendrils. Channeling two spells at once did have it's uses and she still had one left to release. The darkness blasts forth as another bolt towards the attacking arachnid. She aimed at the middle of it's large spider body. It may be fast but a large body means larger movements to dodge.

Forcing the thing to dodge again will force it's lashing appendages to shift as well, making it easier for her to read and avoid. If the alarms will not go off, then she will just have to make more noise with spells crashing into walls everytime the thing decides to avoid her attacks.

Siferus had been reckless in his charge it would seem. Or was he? In an instant, he pushed the tendril into the floor and used it as a pole vault to avoid the spell. The darkened orb of mana crashed into the wall on the other side of the room, sending dust into the already thining air around Clarice. He clung to the wall behind Kanoe and lashed at her again, and it this range it was too quick to think of a spell, let alone channel and cast it. Tendrils grabbed her wrists and lifted her up off of the floor and pulled her arms behind her once again.

"Still blushing I see? I didn't think you'd be this anxious to see me again so soon, Kanoe? Hope you're feeling rested." Siferus carried Kanoe to the side of the room near where the orb had smashed into the wall, tore her robe off once again, her nude body in all of it's glory and threaded her in place. Her wrists pinned between the wall and her back, her legs spread wide.

He then leapt to the ceiling, pulling Clarice free from her silken cocoon, binding her body in a similar fashion. Kanoe was still obviously under his aphrodisiac. He did not know how potently it ran through her system. He'd never done that before. She was basically an experiment in that respect. Only Kanoe knew how badly her body lusted. It must be excruciating for her. He then realized that Clarice was still in her undergarments. He reached under her black panties, tearing them away with no effort at all. He burrowed the tip of that tendril into her soft, silky sex and squirted his drug into her. Clarice felt a warm feeling began to wash over her body as Siferus tore her bra away as easily as all her clothes. He tore the thread from her hands and put her arms behind her back.

He carried Clarice to the same wall, just a few feet away from Kanoe and threaded her in the exact same position. Taking a deep breath, his adrenaline from dodging all that magic began to settle.

"I'll give you two credit. I haven't had to move like that in quite a while. That was a nice workout. Kanoe, you still look like you're fighting off the drug I gave you last night. Why don't you tell you're lover exactly what is going to happen to her now that I've gotten it into her too.

You two also have a decision to make...Which one of you wants to be my first playmate of the day? Decide quickly, or I will...

This was just useless wasting her breath it seemed. Aside from which, the air around her was thinning, her coughs an obvious sign. Keeping her eyes shut to keep dust or smoke out of them, her sense was only on touch. A soft gasp left her lips when she feels that hideous spider grabbing her from her prison. With the little energy she had from vainly struggling on the ceiling, she does once more until she couldn't anymore.

She gives another, yet much louder grunt as the thing buries one of its tendrils into her slit. Her body tense to try and push the thing out, but it was to no avail. Eyes widen; the thick, hot liquid shooting into her depths was unexpected. Her body absorbs the liquid, much to her dismay. Already she could feel the effects of its purpose... her body beginning to grow hot as if Kanoe was doing it.

She makes a gasp to feeling the cold wall cross her now bare back. At least the smoke had heated the wall under her when she was constricted. Now it was like her senses were awakening thanks to the drug. Helpless to do anything, she gives a soft whimper, before her teeth grit tightly together. She didn't look at Kanoe next to her. Above all else she was angry that the woman just wouldn't listen. She begged and pleaded for the woman to understand she had things under control but... she wouldn't listen. Her eyes narrow at the monster, cheeks flushing from the drug running through her system. She spits at the creatures face to answer him. He should know how it felt to be spit at.

"You go to hell," her strained voice comes through clenched teeth.