He laughs

There was a terrifying pause. Then, there was a low, rasping sound. It took Melancthe a moment to realise Kohorn was laughing. The sound rose to a deep, booming laugh that seemed to fill the chamber.

“Well,” he said after his laughter trailed off into a wheeze. “It seems you have some spirit in you after all. Perhaps it might be worth teaching you after all.” He stood up and walked over to her. Melancthe was still frozen in terror. “I won’t be able to summon anything else which requires a virgin for the next cycle of the moon. So, if you can impress me as an apprentice within the next month, I will take you on full time. If not, well… don’t expect to catch me with the same trick again.”

He placed a hand on her womanhood and she went rigid. There was a flash of light, and a strange tingle as an arcane symbol tattooed itself across her pussy lips.

“This spell will make sure you –stay- a virgin. Nothing can pierce your hymen, and you should find the results should anything try to… interesting. And you cannot cum without my permission.”

Melancthe relaxed, overcome with relief. Things had turned out better than she could have hoped. She would actually be taught magic, and would be spared the defilement of the demon if she could impress Kohorn – or if she could find a way to take her own virginity despite the spell All in all, it seems she had escaped the worst-

“But for now,” Kohorn continued, “there is the matter of your punishment.” Melancthe tensed again.