Algology 311

Jaine was approached by a trio of elves. Two of the elves looked like a brother and sister with had bluish-green highlights to their hair while the third boy had the same green and ginger coloring as my wood elf **** girl. "He sis." the ginger elf said. "How were morning classes?"
Jaine grimaced. "battle skills went as well as you think." I could feel waves nubile elf's angst and embarrassment pouring down Jaine's psychic leash. "As for planar studies. Well I was trying to summon a greater daemon-level spirit using a duelarchic split on manual."
"that's a bit ambitious." the blue and blonde haired elf boy said. "And it fritzed on you?"
"No. I held the cohesion, but something pulled the spell bluewards." Jaine said.
"'something pulled the spell.' really? You sure you did not just lose the hold of the Motonic integrity?" The blue and blonde haired elf girl asked.
"No Eamra, I know what I felt. Something pulled my spell off course." Jaine said with a blush in her cheeks. "Anyway. I summoned this." My wood elf **** girl held me up to show off.

"Cute." The blue and blonde haired elf girl said. "I have never seen anything like it. What does it do?"
"No idea." Jaine said. "But he. At least, I think it is a he..."
"I am a he." I said. "At least, that is how I identify. This body is biologically fluid."
"Wow, he talks." Jaine's brother said.
"Yes, Wilb, he can talk." Jaine said. I could feel my **** girl's pride at the others being impressed by her magical skills. "He is a complex little thing. I would not be surprised if he turned out to be a spellcaster."

"C'mon Jaine. I mean, he is a cute little ectoplasmoid, but you are talking about summoning a greater daemon equivalent. Low-breeds like us cannot do that." The blue and blonde boy said.
"Says who? I know that I can do high-magick. I do not care what the lectarchs say. I will be a great sorceress." Jaine said defiantly. "Is there something you wanted? I do not want to be the last in line when they hand out the exam subjects."

"As a matter of fact. We came to ask you if you wanted to join us for lunch." Jaine's brother said. "Glarrny's human-wife is having a birthday party and we are all invited to their house for the festivities. I guess forty is a big deal for quicklins and her dad is doing some kind of popularity contest for power and Glarrns said we would all be doing him a favor if we showed up."

Jaine's lip quivered. "Glarnny's human-house, in the city. His home off colony." Jaine's face went from pale to paler. "I..."
"I told you she would imp out on us." Eamra said with a satisfied smugness that just pissed me off.

Of course I enslaved her. Eamra Dha Wavedancer, her brother Shothar, and Jaine's brother Wilbrian, were all bound to me before the conversation had ended. They just did not know it. I liked it better that way. I was new to the world and if people started acting like erratic puppets or manic zombies, then someone with power was going to notice me, and I was not ready for that.

But the whole exchange had peaked my interest, which prompted me to ask Jaine <Why are you afraid to go off colony?> Only I did not ask the nubile **** elf with my voice. I did not even ask her 'telepathically' with mind to mind communication. I connected to Jaine's very soul and extracted the information from her subconscious.
<I do not like humans. They smell funny, they are unpredictable short-lived savages that breed like goblins and do not know their place.> Jaine's soul explained.

"Come on Jaine. Like it or not, mom's job is here. Are you really going to just stay in colony for the next two and a half centuries?" Wilbrian asked.
Before Jaine could give her answer, I exerted my will upon her. "No, you are right." Jaine said to everyone's surprise. "It is past time I see what a human city looks like."
"thirty years past time." Shothar said. "But better late than never. Glarrny will be pleasantly surprised. I wonder who else we can get to join us." Shothar turned to Wilbrian and asked the wood elf. "Who else should we ask to brave the human masses with us?"
"The Admins are on our side." Wilbrian said. "Maybe, we should push our dice and ask a few of the blue-hairs. You know what they say about high-borns and humans." the whole group laughed. "I appreciate you doing this Jaine. I am proud of you."
"Thank you big brother." Jaine said. "See you after breeding."

***

Jaine entered a room that looked more like a triage ward than a classroom, the wood elf walked down a long narrow corridor that was flanked by curtained partitions. At the far end of the room was an elf sitting behind a desk that was covered in envelopes and boxes that had what looked like monster trading cards spilling out of them. I could see that the pictures of a variety of exotic creatures were moving. It was then that my mana-senses registered all the complex transplanar magicks woven throughout each card. I realized that what I was seeing was not a picture, but a window into a prison cell of a pocket dimension.

"Alright class. For today's exam, you have been given a set of three containment cards, the darklings contained within will all share some sort of relationship. It might be a trio from the same litter, a breeding pair and one of their spawn, you get the idea. To make this assignment interesting, you have only been provided with two prayer rugs." moans and protests filled the room. "Yeah yeah. I know. And yes. I am going to make you do it like your grandparents did. Your assignment is to figure out how to use their relationship to maximize their penitence. Whoever can generate the most suffering will earn a bonus prize, and as always, the person who scores the lowest will be spending their free-period in detention. Now come on, these spawn of evil are not going to punish themselves."

Jaine examined the three playing card sized rectangles. The top half of the card was dominated by an image of someone in a prison cell. In this particular case one card had an anthro-fox woman with a white coat with blue and black stripes while the other two held a pair of demi-humans that would have passed for normal on the streets of Seattle even with their ears and tail that made it obvious who their mother was. The lower half of the card was dominated by text that seemed to scroll and change based on slight gestures and touches by the card's holder.

Each of the elves went behind a curtained partition which I was not surprised to discover was bigger on the inside. The mini-dungeon came complete with stocks, racks, and shackles hanging from mid air, but it was the two rugs that dominated the room. Even someone without manasense would be able to feel the ominous energies radiating from the two circular floor coverings that oozed with irreality.
I was still inexperienced with magic and groggy from my transubstantiation. That is the only real excuse I can give for why I just sat back and watched what happened next.

With a few words of power, Jaine released the blue anthro-fox and her demi-human daughter from their containment cards. Besides glowing mana tattoos that decorated their bodies, the two women were entirely naked. "Mommy!" The demi-human girl cried out.
"My baby!" The anthro-fox women held her daughter. "Are you alright? Did they hurt you?"

"I am fine. Where are we, Mom?"

"Where you are is far less important than what you are." said Jaine. The sight of the wood elf terrified the two foxy females. "And what you are is bound by The **** Codes."

"No!" cried out the teenage fox-girl.

"Yes!!!" Jaine said with a gleeful smirk on her face. "Your days of spreading evil and corruption are over, darkling scum. From now on, your souls will be bound to The Light. For your crime of bringing the taint of darkness into our once pure world, your punishment shall be eternal. Your suffering will be endless. Rise and present yourselves for inspection."

The sigils around the two fox-girl's necks, tails, wrists, and ankles flared with power for the briefest of moments before the woman and her teenage daughter stood up, feet spread, hands on the back of their head. The two slaves looking surprised at how their enchantments could so seamlessly control their bodies. With crop in hand, Jaine proceeded to a close look at both **** girls as she fondled the women's tits and asses before mercilessly striking them with the enchanted short whip.

"Please!" cried out the older **** woman amidst her and her daughter's screams.

"Mmmm. Begging is sweet." said Jaine. The elf girl seemed to be enjoying the sense of desperation radiating from the foxy anthro **** like a pleasant aroma filling the air. "But you will find no mercy from the pure ones. We who are true to The Light know what you deserve." Jaine pointed to the two prayer mats. "on your faces."

The two **** girls walked over to the enchanted circles and prostrated themselves towards Jaine. The wood elf responded with a few simple words of power. "Feel my hatred. Know your place." she said.

Thinking back on that moment now, I find it interesting to think about how shocked, horrified, and disgusted I was at what I saw the prayer mats do to those girls that day. Since then I have seen countless people tortured by Cruelathi and have grown rather numb to the way that mortals will scream and writhe when in the embrace of an eldritch being dedicated to extracting agony from them.

On a purely visual level, I watched as the prayer rugs sprouted a variety of tentacles that wrapped around the two slaves. "It burns!" the demi-human girl cried out. The pair were wrenched to their feet and made to stand with their arms suspended above their heads as new tentacles would form and begin to lash the two women.

Jaine savored the aromatic manacules which wafted from the extra dimensional beings as they enjoyed themselves with the fresh souls. "This is your life now." The wood elf girl told the two. "This is what you can expect. All day. Every day. For all of eternity."

Jaine took her seat and summoned the third fox. The teenage boy's confusion turned to panic as he saw his mother and sister crying out for him. "HELP ME!" The fox-girl cried out. The naked teenage fox-boy tried to save her, only to find that a magical barrier separated them.

As the young man pounded desperately on the wall of magic, he began to hear the melodious laughter that was ubiquitous among the wood elves. Jaine gave the **** boy a smirk and waved her fingers at him. "Mmmm, you might be a spawn of evil. But you are a handsome spawn of evil." The fox boy howled and rage. The fox boy charged at the elf girl with an expression most murderous only to find himself knocked to the ground in a flash of enchanted tattoos. This only made Jaine laugh harder. "now now. That is no way for a **** to behave, is it now, boy?"

"No." The fox-boy said. The young man struggled to violate the **** codes, but in the end, through gritted teeth the boy referred to Jaine as "Mistress."

"Mhmmm." said Jaine. the girl hopped up onto her feet, enchanted riding crop in hand. "I am going to make such lovely babies with you." the wood elf teased the young man's groin with her enchanted **** tool. "Tell you what, boy. I will give you a choice. I will let you relieve one of them and take their place. If you want, I will let you enjoy the embrace of Cruelathi and have your mom or sister as a plaything. Or you can leave them both there and we can play." Jaine stroked the young man's cock with her hand to emphasize her point. I watched the young man's embarressed expression as he was unable to hide his arousal as his sister and mother cried out for the sweet release of ****.

"I..." The fox boy confused, scared, and, terrified, screamed in frustration. "You are sick!"

"and you are the sickness." Jaine told the **** boy. "Choose."

"Release my sister." The boy said.

Jaine grinned and gestured as she spoke words of power. "release her." said the elf. The anthro-fox woman was tossed from the prayer rug while the younger demi-human girl remained wrapped in the inky darkness. "Here is a lesson for you, boy. What you want does not matter. Now pray." The young man was in tears as he meekly walked into the enchanted circle. "I told you I was going to make beautiful babies with you." Jaine performed a few magical gestures and the two prayer rugs merged into a single circle. "You can start now." Both teenagers looked confused, neither of them could comprehend what they were being commanded. "Go on then girl. I want to see him make a brother fucker out of you."

"You see that." Jaine grabbed the anthro fox by her head and **** the woman to watch her daughter mount her son even as the oozing black tentacles pawed, fondled, smacked, and burned the two mortals in their grasp. "aren't you so proud of them?" The anthro fox woman simply broke down into tears. "Do you want to go back in there?" The anthro fox shook her head. "I thought not." Jaine pushed the anthro fox woman into the enchanted rack. The woman was turned to that she could watch her children's suffering as Jaine practiced her flogging techniques.

***

"Excellent work. All of you." The teacher said as he evaulated the amount mana the class had harvested. Jaine had heard a gong and taken that as the signal that time was up. She sent the three slaves back into their containment cards and gathered up a crystal that had been hanging in the back of the room. Jaine and all of the other elves handed in their cards and crystals. The cards were thrown into a box while the crystals were scanned by the teacher. "All of you have shown incredible improvement. Frankly the difference between the highest and lowest scores in the class were marginal.

"But, numbers do not lie. Zansa Bel Bandri. Congratulations." The class clapped as the smug high elf got her prize, a demi-human neko boy. "Jaine Dha Oaktender. I am sorry. It was very close. But you need to put more effort into making the darkling feel degraded. You need to be more willing to humiliate your slaves and remind them how lowly the creatures of the darkness truly are.
"Alright. That is enough for today. Class dismissed."

"Keep trying, dirt foot." Zansa said as she yanked on the leash of her new **** boy.

"Hey." A young man patted Jaine on her shoulder. "don't beat yourself up too much. You know the system is rigged."

"Yeah." Jaine said. "I just wish that Ms. Prim perfect proper high born could experience detention just once. Just to make her appreciate how lucky she is that all the teachers are too afraid to send her." Jaine let out a sigh. "Come on little one." Jaine said to me. "Sooner I get to detention, the sooner detention will be over."