As Iruma devoted her attention to getting her top free from the wall it was easy for Seraph to point at the other wall her pants were rubbing against, and it too flowed into her pants and fused with them.

With that done Seraph paused to enjoy the sight of her bouncing orbs as she struggled to get her top free. No matter how hard she struggled the top would not come free. But Eventually Seraph grew tired of watching that and he allowed the top to come free from the wall. Hopefully she would put it back on, and due to its fused nature Seraph could manipulate it at will.

***

The Darklight Grimore was paying more attention to the writhing blond from earlier than Iruma's antics as Seraph played with her. Her mouth was open and her eyes wide with fear as all she managed to do was pull her exposed pussy along the metal of the pole Iruma had bound her to. No matter what she did she could not get free, and even though her mouth breathed out air, and her voice-box worked, no sound came out her mouth thanks to the silence spell.

All in all, a good start to her punishment for interfering in finding Seraph some proper entertainment. But that punishment was only just beginning, and the Darklight Grimore had plans in place to bring it out even more.

Minutes passed with her still struggling valiantly against the stuck top before suddenly it came loose which would have left her off balance except for the fact that her pants were attached to the wall. "PHEW!" she sighed before slipping the shirt back over her head and back down to cover her full chest.

"What the hell was with that wall?" she asked the air around her, leaning back against the wall behind her in exparation and unknowningly sticking herself even further to the wall. Due to her own struggles she hadn't even thought of the blonde she had left tied to a pole It wasn't really a primary concern for her as she really thought that some of the other students would find her there in the morning.

The moment Iruma leant her top back against the other wall Seraph felt a smile at her lack of naivety. Any of the students who knew about what happened here would have sprinted away the moment they felt their top acting weird. But instead she gave him the perfect opportunity to play with her.

Causing the material in her top to stick back against the wall he smiled for a moment before sending the mental command.

Suddenly the top and pants both started being pulled back into the wall, and although Iruma's body was not pulled into it he clothes were suddenly very very tight, to tight for her to do anything but squirm as Seraph fine tuned his control. The material around her breasts started squeezing, almost as if each breast was being gripped by a hand.

As she leaned against the wall thinking of the strangeness of her top somehow sticking to the wall she didn't notice her clothes sinking into the wall until it was too late. The clothing soon became uncomfortably tight as her top pulled roughly against her full chest and her pants roughly pulled back to rub against her cunt.

Soon after, the feeling of the uncomfortable strain against her chest was replaced by what felt like hands groping each one of her full orbs. Struggling against the confinement she asked, clearly losing her temper, she asked "What the hell is this?!"

As Seraph saw her soul flare in anger he simply felt a ghost of a smile. With the effects of the Arousal spell still lingering in her body he wondered just how long it would take before the 'brightest' emotion in her soul changed from anger to desire.

To that end the stone-cloth around her rear cheeks started to massage the skin in contact with it, as did the stone-cloth around her shoulders and upper back.

While her back was subject to gentle touches her front was suffering far more direct torments. The material around her nipples closed around them and tweaked them this way and that, pulling her breasts around with them. The material continues to press in around her breasts, and another new sensation is caused and the crotch area of her jeans starts to try and push inside her.

"Whoever's doing this needs to let me go right now damn it! I..." she yelled as her angry tirade was cut off by a groan of pain mixed with arousal as the tweaks to her nipples and the rough pulling of her full breasts left her in a state of confusion. It and the other waves of sensation bombarding her, as it seemed that her own clothing was molesting her, were leaving little time for complex thoughts to enter her mind.

She then felt the coarse fabric of her jeans spreading the tight lips of her labia rubbing against them as it tried to push inside her and only stopped by the tightness of her clothing leaving little extra fabric for it to manage much of a distance. A ragged breath left her as she tried pushing the feelings down inside her, as another flash of anger brightened her soul but was almost clouded by the quickly growing arousal, and said "Damn it! Stop playing with me, whoever you are."

Seraph heard her words, but decided against revealing himself just yet. The Darklight Grimore had proposed an idea that he liked a lot, and part of that idea required that he just use the clothes she wore for a while. Of course just because he was limited to using Iruma's own clothes to torment her didn't mean he couldn't add extra 'features'.

As her top continued to knead her breasts and tweak her sensitive nipples her jeans attempt to further drive her insane with pleasure and lust was thwarted by a lack of material. Simple physical restrictions had never stopped Seraph before however, and he had no intention of this one being the first. Suddenly the stone from the wall seemed to flow into the jeans, and the material attempting to push into her slowly pushed past resistance as the stone flowing into the garment increased its size.

"LET ME G- Aa...Aaah" Iruma started to yell, her voice cut off by a surprised moan as the coarse fabric spread her tight walls seeming not to care that she wasn't wet enough to make it more pleasurable yet. She was not just sitting there and taking the rough molestation, no she was struggling valiantly although all it served to do was push her body into the invisible hands.

As Iruma yelled out the fabric around her breasts worked even harder around her orbs and the pinching of her nipples changes into a sucking, as if each nipple now has a mouth sucking on it. Her jeans also did not remain unchanged, a new suction occurred over her clit as Seraph cast a third reverse wind spell on the mana infused garment.

Once that was done the fabric inside her held its position, neither pushing further inside her or pulling further out. For several long minutes it held perfectly still as the channel around it became wetter and wetter from the stimulation her body was feeling.

As the fabric resumed its slow push inside its texture, and shape, changed. Instead of feeling as if a finger was simply pushing the fabric inside her it reformed into a dildo shape and its texture became ribbed. In its new shape is continued its slow push inside and it slipped past slick walls with little trouble.

"Aaah..." she gasped as the feeling torturing her nipples turned to a sucking as it seemed to send sparks of heat into her full orbs as they firmed with arousal. She was hardly struggling at all by the time the feeling of suction gripped her clit, torturing her body even more while the 'fabric' inside her stopped for the torturously slow minutes of stimulation her body was recieving.

Even after it resumed its push, even as her walls slickened with honey, her toned body remained tightly coiled around the now dildo shaped instrument inside her. Her soul was likely now glowing with arousal, and the anger which had once been so bright had diminished to a seething speck deep within her.

Seraph watched the flaring of her souls as anger and desire fought each other to be the dominant emotion. But with the constant stimulation desire soon won and once the equilibrium between the two tipped her anger was engulfed in desire and by the time he had sent her jeans pushing inside her the anger that had once spread freely through her body was nothing more than a spark.

Her top and jeans seemed to pull even tighter against her body, and all the while the dildo pushing into her continued at its tortuously slow pace. It slowly pushed its way through her tight channel and its girth slowly grew as it pushed itself deeper into her.

However despite the penetration being slow the suction on her nipples and clit only increased in strength the deeper the dildo went inside her and the tighter her muscles clamped around it.

Seraph watched her body closely, it was almost time for him to reveal himself and take physical part in the proceedings. As entertaining as her soul was he wanted the added feeling of those tight lips wrapped around his own cock, not some mana infused piece of cloth and stone. But he remained patient, he could wait a few minutes easily if it promised far more entertainment later on.

As her anger reduced to mere ashes, and her clothing drew even tighter seeming to want to rip itself off her body, Iruma was losing her focus as wave after wave of sensation bombarded her from every part of her body. The dildo shaped fabric growing in girth clearly did not help the situation as it pushed deeper into her body and with the growth struggling to spread every inch of her tight hole it seemed that her body was squeezing it like a vice. She could hardly think straight from the stimulation torturing her, but amazingly she managed to say "Come out, whoever is doing this. I - Aaah -am tired of being molested by my own clothes."

As you wish.

Seraph's voice came from all around her, but a moment later his form shimmered into existence standing in front of her. The moment he did he saw Iruma's body suddenly react to being inside his mana 'bubble', driving her arousal even higher than before.

If you are tired of it do you want it to stop, Iruma? As he spoke the dildo inside her started to push in faster and soon it pulled back before pushing back inside her. Seraph calmly watched her bodies response to the now thrusting dildo, his own face revealing none of his own emotions.

"Aaah....Fuck." she gasped as Seraph shimmered into existence in front of her, the effect of the mana 'bubble' on her overstimulated body almost causing her to cum right there. Her focus coming back she looked towards him saying "Two questions. Who in the hell are you?" Interrupted by gasps of pleasure as the dildo started thrusting inside her she finally managed to continue asking, already knowing the anwser, "You wouldn't let me go even if I asked right? Its not like you have a reason to."

As Iruma mentioned hell Seraph frowned slightly, but put it down to ignorance. He remained silent until she asked the second question before focusing on the mana in front of him. Suddenly a blade of light formed, its point aimed straight at Iruma's heart. Shooting forward it vanished just before the tip pierced her top.

That should be all the hint you need to answer the first question, although I do not believe you would have a name to go with it. Seraph will suffice for that purpose. And as for the second why that depends on the manner of your asking, and if you doing so benefits me more than not doing so. Plus judging by the way your body is responding you would have to convince me that you actually do want to be released.

In her jeans the dildo suddenly started to rotate as it thrusted into her honeyed depths. Seraph had no intention of making it easy for Iruma to think, to reason, and the more intense the emotion he caused in her body the more entertaining she would be.