Narissa bit her lips, happy that she had been to impress the witch despite failing so early, but still, she had to hold her arms up when she knew she could be doing so many other things, like giving that other lonely and aching nipple attention while she felt Kanoe fingering the other, rolled t and making her breath huskier.

If she was the same and composed as she was when she had walked into the door, then it could be to teach her now . . . But the thing about being in her room for over an hour and having allowed her self to be suject to her fingers . . . Well, she wasn't as composed as earlier. At least not with how Kanoe began her own grinding, pressing into her hips and how Kanoe's breast were sliding so fully on her back.

Hot and bothered, Narissa was finding it harder and harder to resist the molten heat growing in her loins while her skin became hyper-sensitve to all of mage's touches, each nip and flick, every roll of her nipple, was making her hotter and hotter. But with fingers sliding up her thigh, just shy of under her skirt and not presuming, it was this that broke the camel's back as she turned her face half towards Kanoe, but the heat in her dark irises were not lost in the dim lighting.

"Anything you want, is what I wish for, teacher.''

A giggle left Kanoe lips as the answer. Anything she wants is what her student wants? She could see the nearly lost expression on the woman's heated face. It was obvious that this one had a wish already.

"Tsk tsk," she cooed, "You avoided my question but it matters not. I know what you want right here and right now." Kanoe nuzzled into Narrisa's neck as her fingers slide down once more. Her fingers slip into the woman's skirt and after a brief trace along the edge of the student's panties, began to stroke over the still covered sex. "Mmm... You're so wet right now," she whispered, her fingers pressing into the puffing netherlips through the undergarment.

"When a monster's prey gives in," she continued softly into Narrisa's ear, "They do not have to worry about binding her anymore. You may use your arms now, dear for anything you desire." The witch plants a soft kiss on her student's cheek. Her hand continued to mold and stroke a luscious orb while her other began to slide under the woman's final defenses. Fingers dance around Narrisa's hardened clit, tracing slow circles around with her thumb while two fingers stroke up and down the slippery surface of the woman's netherlips.

Lowering her arms in gratitude, Narissa took her time to finally drop her sore limbs, her finger tips tingling when the blood returned into them as she flexed them several times.

When Kanoe gave her permission to finally act, she used them for exactly the purpose she had in mind. Moving her right arm to stretch gently to Kanoe's side and pull her grinding hips closer to her. The fingers trailing tortuously slow around her clit soon found themselves add pressed from above the skirt, where Narissa had her left hand placed on.

Yes, she could feel herself getting wet through her underware, but that was because, like that flame that Kanoe had summoned in her grasp before, she had done the same in her now fiery core, and the slow monotonous circles were beginning to make her antsy. Only from above her skirt, while Kanoe was beneath it and above her panties, her hand began rubbing more firmly on the mage's, the neediness hopfully being shown ther her actions as she leaned back into the woman's warm and welcoming breast.

She smirked slyly as the hands moved straight to sources of pleasure. With the arms out of the way now, her hand stopped groping the woman's chest briefly to turn Narissa's gaze to her with a finger. Her lips pressed firmly against her student's. Her tongue lightly dabbed for entry before forcing it's way in a long dominating kiss.

Kanoe's hand returned to stroking the woman's swollen breast, moving faster and harder than before. Feeling Narissa's hand over her own, her thumb began to grind firmly up and down the woman's pulsing pearl, sending wild sensations vibrating through the new student's being. Any moans she earned from her efforts she took full advantage of as she held the embrace, sliding her long tongue to the back the woman's mouth. The witch was providing no escape for this one even if the woman wanted to go.

The two fingers teasing the student's entrance began to slowly prod at the puffing netherlips. They first scissored their way in, going little by little as they stroked every bit of the entrance. Slowly the digits stopped moving for a few moments before suddenly plunging deep into Narissa's slippery depths. Her fingers curl as she dragged along the woman's tight inner walls, enjoying every spasm and twitch she brings forth on the poor woman.

Narissa groaned when she could feel Kanoe's finger move with more vigor on her clit, a flash of heat steadilly growing around her as the woman coaxed her lust out more and more. When Kanoe didn't push her hand away or scold her, she move it all the more quickly, pressing her hand closer to her growing heat.

Lips captured, Narissa purred into her mouth as she suddenly became invaded with the mage's tongue, pressing against her own as she pushed and rubbed against it weakly, the more experienced woman easilly defeating her as it swept over the spoils of her mouth. She could feel the small limb as Narissa moans again with Kanoe's hand on her breast, the swollen nubs already aching more for her touch.

When she had finally melded her dextrous fingers into her, Narissa sighed at how deliciously they felt moving their way inside as Kanoe's tongue continued to make conquest over her own. It was with a start that her buttocks clenched when she felt herself being scisorred, then the fingers curled right after, makinger her legs gelatin and her thighs clamp over the appendage all at the same time, trying to hold herself longer from the inevitable cumming that Kanoe was so expertly pulling her towards. Even now she could feel her sensitive lips dripping with her juices that wasn't already coating over the fingers beneath her, her own mouth hungrilly trying to return the favor in the kiss.

"Mmm," her purrs vibrate into the deep kiss as their hot bodies continue to grind into one another. The woman was melting into her embrace. The feel of power and control over another woman was almost too much for Kanoe. Juices were already glistening her own inner thighs beneathe her black robes, showing how aroused she was becoming over the situation. She gasped for small heated breaths as she held the kiss with her student. Her eyes closed, taking in the full extent of the embrace.

The dark witch could feel the woman's body tensing up. Narissa was quickly reaching the point of no return but Kanoe was not finished with her lesson just yet. Her fingers continue to search along the woman's slick passage. She quickly found the woman's g-spot and began to stroke teasingly slow circles around the hardened bundle of nerves. The witch only went fast enough to continue building the woman's inner flame but not fast enough to send her into bliss.

The final act that monsters do to break down the rest of a woman's resistance was to drive them insane with need until they beg for it. With Kanoe's lips continuously attacking Narissa's, the poor woman would have to try real hard to escape long enough to make her plea. Until then, the fingers will continue to slowly massage the precious spot, keeping the tension building with no signs of ever breaking. The poor woman would only cum if she wished it.

Narissa began panting now, her tender weakness found within the folds of her being while she could feel the spongy g-spot stroked over and over again. With the overcoming kiss, one she could only try to dominate the mage, only to lose each warm lash of Kanoe's, she had no way of centering herself to even plea for it.

More of her nerves were starting to awaken in both her body and mind as her body began winding up more and more and she was only hoping she would snap soon, because how quickly her orgasm was trying to build up would surely shatter her.

Words murmmered from her lips, only blocked and covered by Kanoe's domineering lip, each letter batted away with her hot tongue inside of her, only being able to cry despereate mewls into her. Her back arching as another stroke flitted against her helpless spot. Her body could only squirm more into the touch.

Pressing Kanoe's hand harder into her pelvic, she began grinding more desperately into her hand to her fully awaken clit while continuing mewling into her mouth. Sure, it provided her with more of a clitoral stimulant, but it was only wracking her mind more that it couldn't move the fingers inside of her at her fraying nerve. Her mind was screaming please so many times she was only hoping that through her own eyes to the mages closed one she could convey that while her thigh trembled from the steep build of energy.

Kanoe moaned with pleasure at the desperate cries coming from Narissa's sealed lips. The woman's hand pawed at her own, trying to goad her into finishing what she had started. The witch was showing no mercy though. This student offered her body and she was going to play with it as she saw fit.

Her long tongue slithered around the other woman's, pinning it down as she suckles deeply while she kissed. She grinds her hips harder against her student's rear. Juices were running down her thighs now much like Narissa's. The control she had over this one was intoxicating. She did not want to let go.

The dark witch continued the never ending torment for what seemed like an eternity. Feeling Narissa's knees wobble and grow weak, she finally broke the kiss and opened her eyes. She gazed deep into the other woman. "Mmm... You are trembling," she whispered breathlessly, "Monsters would make you beg for it, make you offer all you have in order to get this precious feeling of bliss you desire. Now, what will you give me, Narissa?" She smiled darkly as her finger continued it's slow circles around the throbbing spot.

Narissa's moan rumbled within her, her eyes squinting in plea as the build up she felt inside of her beginning to pull tighter with each caress. Like a knot, she felt if Kanoe kept pulling her strings. The tension was easilly beginning to wear on her.

She kept rubbing the heel of her wrist gently on Kanoe's hand, pressing it to alleviate the fire burning inside of her, but it only seemed to be milking her of her juices as her panties became useless in stopping the nectar beginning to slowly trail down the inside of her quivering thighs, the cold draft of the room spiking the sensation between her legs all the more. But it would still not be enough to snap that tension.

"Any," she panted, her voice heavy with lust, "Anything," she said, willingly succumbing to the witch.

A soft groan sounds from Kanoe's throat as Narrisa barely managed to utter those words. The witch so no reason to deny this woman's blissful wish. Her fingers curl as they begin to thrust quickly inside the student's slippery folds. She could hear and feel the juices slurping around her invading digits, bringing lustful music to her ears as she began to thrust even faster. Her fingers pound away at Narissa's defenses, stroking the well swollen bundle of nerves in order to bring forth the greatest of pleasures.

She nibbles at her student's neck, sucking deeply as she lets the woman's cries sound through her room. Her thumb ground constantly into Narissa's pulsing pearl as she used all her skills to throw the woman far beyond the edge of climax. Kanoe's other hand squeezed a swollen breast, enjoying the feel of heated flesh molding between her fingers. She roughly gneaded the sensitive mound bringing forth a mixture of pain and pleasure to the woman's already heated form.

"Cum for me," she purred softly, "Scream out your feelings of bliss." Her continued pumping even as Narissa begins to climax. She continued to stroke and thrust her fingers into the clinching folds, never stopping until the woman's body finally begins to calm and give out.

Narissa could feel her muscles spasming in time with her inner walls, she could almost feel her insides trembeling as the fingers molested her core, heating them up with her juices easilly flowing down between the fingers. Her own pearl throbbed harder against the mages deft finger as she felt she would break like a dam under the force.


And break she did.

It was only a one usual pressure that Kanoe had been doing the enter time, but it was that number that had her dams burst as she gasped, her eyes widening in pure bliss as her mouth froze in their movements, her whole body going into shock as her back arched to the woman's voloptuous bosom. Inside, she could feel her cum soaked walls clamp around the woman's fingers, spasms of the tightening membranes hugging warmly around the limb as a shudder ran down the length of Nariss's body, from the tingling sensation to the crown of her head, all the way to the curling toes, the orgasm looped over and over within her until she felt her knees give out.

Trembling, she slumped lower to the ground until she felt herself hit her knees on the carpet, still feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm

"Mmm..." Kanoe purred and smiled as she watched her precious student slump to the floor. The witch did not follow, letting her fingers slip free from Narissa's clenching passage as the woman continued to climax over herself. She circled slowly around the dark skinned student. Her clean fingers flicked gently over each of Narissa's shoulders, causing what was left of the woman's bra to slip off her body.

The dark witch slipped her soaked fingers into Narissa's mouth. "Clean them," she ordered softly, "In order to fight monsters, you must know what is at stake and what you are dealing with. I can see it. How much you loved what just happened to you and monsters will as well. They can and will wear away at you until you nothing more than putty in their hands. Once that happens, you will become whatever they want. A sex hungry whore, a devoted slave, anything."

Once her fingers were thoroughly cleaned, she slipped her fingers away and using a single finger to lift Narissa's chin. She smiled darkly, seeing her student in nothing but shoes, skirt, and no doubt soaking wet panties. "Return to your seat and we will continue our lesson," she said cooly, "You will have another hour to attempt to achieve sight. Fail again..." Her finger was constantly raising the woman's chin as she spoke, forcing the weary woman to her feet. At this point she was back to standing on wobbly legs. Kanoe's lips press to Narissa's, giving the woman a long deep kiss. "Mmm..." she pulled away only slightly, "Fail again and your body will be mine to pleasure over and over again. Understand?"

The witch would poor a fresh cup of tea for both of them once she received compliance. The promise of even more bliss and pleasure was to act as a deterrent to keep Narissa from wanting to succeed. Just like a monster, they will continue to rape away a woman's willpower until her mind becomes jelly and she no longer wants to resist the desires brought forth.

Moaning as she feels the waves of ecstasy rolling off of her flesh, slowly ebbing as the tingles began driving off. With her breast now fully free of their constraint, there was nothing keeping them from swaying under their own weight once the fabric had dropped.

With her knees resting ever so loosely on the groun, with her thighs closed, Narissa was able to feel the creamy nectar trapped around her core's entrance, feeling how easilly it made her thighs slick with juices once Kanoe circled in front of them.

In her lips, slipped the slim fingers of Kanoe and with it, the tangy cream covered taste of herself. Narissa gave a short gasp, sucking the fingers gently, as she tasted herself for the first time. She had never been as bold or curious enough to have tried herself before. But now, with the fingers resting above her tongue, she could taste herself how tangy it tasted, how the cream almost had the fluidity of yogurt as she moved her tongue around Kanoe's knuckles. As she listened to Kanoe's haunting lesson, she she couldn't help but feel aroused and worried about the possibilities of that becoming her end. Doing as she was told, a blush on her face, she finished off with a few rolls of her tongue before the fingers left her lips with a 'pop.'

Narissa was lifted back up on unsteady legs as Kanoe, Narissa was caught in another kiss, one that had her sighing and her eyes closed in savoring the mage's lips. With a milimeter in parting, she could feel Kanoe's warm breath brushing over her tingling flesh.

One more hour meant one more hour where she would now have to keep herself from being aroused. One more hour she would have to, not just block out the sounds, but the fire that that had begun to erupt within her system. Narissa already saw the trouble she was going to have.

Nodding to Kanoe, she allowed herself to sit down, more almost collapse onto the chair again as she accepted a warm brew of tea. Holding it gingerly in her fingers, she struggled to keep her fingers still while sipping at the heated drink. Taking only a few swallows, the taste of herself washing down in the tea, she allowed the warm feeling to spread from her chest to the rest of her body. A calming effect to her already raging body.

"I . .I'll try again." Placing down the cut of tea to the side, Narissa took no notice that she was naked from the waist up, her heated body, and the tea, made her warm enough as it was, her puffed and aroused nipples with clue for that. Closing her eyes, she struggled once again with slowly fading the sounds from away, like a mental dial that she had to turn down to zero until she couldn't hear anything else.

But now, it was her core that she had left, nothing else. Unlike how the sounds were, her core throbbed gently back to her . . . she couldn't exactly turn it off . . . And that promisary threat that Kanoe had given her before was only pulsing through her veins to not want to forget and find out more.

The woman's compliance never ceased to please her. There were no questions to put clothes back on or even to remove the undergarment that was now soaking with sexual juices. There were no complaints of these handicaps that were being added to the lesson.

Of course this was not done entirely for Kanoe's amusement. Even if Narissa were to succeed in achieving mana sight and learns to channel, it would all be useless if she could not use such skills under stress. The dark witch returned to her own chair as she began reading from her tome once more.

The witch smiled softly as she sees Narissa close her eyes. Each deep breath caused the lovely and fully revealed breasts to rise and fall before her eyes. Chocolate covered peaks stood at full attention as they continue to pulse with heated blood. Due to failing the first round, the rest of the lesson was going to be an uphill battle. The tea will help calm some of the woman's nerves down but majority of the hour the dark skinned woman will remember exactly what happened just a few moments ago. Mana sight required the ability to mute and see beyond the basic senses of sight and hearing. This will leave the poor woman floating in a sort of void as she feels the still twitching muscles inside her and her mind continues to drift to memories of what has happened or worse create new dreams to fantasize about. Any attempt to forget about their sexual encounter would be interupted with the fresh scent of sex in the air coming from the woman's soaking panties.

Kanoe did notice the woman was no longer clinging to her lobes. Perhaps it was just a nervous habit. But calm or not, she could only wonder what is going through Narissa's mind right now. Would the woman be able to pull through or was she too worn down to fight these lustful urges?

The woman sat in her chair as straight as she had been before. Although, perhaps not as rigid in her seat, her shoulders slacken from the orgasm's spent energy, so she appeared more relaxed. But an internal battle was just beginning.

With all noises drowned out, Narissa was able to find that small secluded void she had found in her earlier attempt, keeping her breathing slow and steady. But with control over her breath, came the cloying smell of her nectar, an almost heady aroma filling her lungs. Her nose scrunched up as she turned her head to try breath less an . . . arousing scent as she tightened her thigh closer.

Sure that worked to lower the scent, but not she had basically ended up squishing the warm nectar in her thighs, keeping it warm and near the entrance of her core. Her mind and body instantly remembered how a certain pair of fingers were within her, swirling said juices around--

"Uh . . ." a soft murmmer escaped her, her breath signalling how aroused already she was getting. 'I have to calm down.' But blocking such memories was like climbing Mt. Everest as her fingers fidgetted on her lap. To an outsider, it may have looked like she was restraining her own hands from diving between her legs, maybe to clamp over her earlobe. Whatever came first.

The distraction was still mounting, but the one thing that wasn't waivering was her sight picture, eyes still closed, her lids and lashes fluttering ever so softly to remain close. Within, she could still barely see small threads. It looked only random pieces of strings floating in her void. Like whatever anyone saw when they had their eyes open in the dark, almost imaginary colors. But it was those that she tried to focus on, finding the moats of specks.

Another fidget and she could feel her legs seeping with the juices, her panties doing nothing but acting like a sponge. She groaned as it took her from her center, eyes peaking out just a slither before clamping them down again.