Proper Etiquette

“Let’s work on your etiquette next. You’ll need to learn proper behavior.” Glynda declared.

“Is this the part where I learn the best cheek to use when you make me kiss your ass?” Visi snarled back.

“Bad Girl.” Glynda replied, and Visi groaned as she felt herself grow heavy again, this time having to take a seat back on the bed she had just made.

“Your speaking is far too vulgar for a proper Maid of this Temple. It is part of our duties to ensure this place remains clean, and we cannot do that if we dirty it with our words.” Glynda explained, and Visi couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

“Yeah hate to break your heart but unless you’re gonna gag me then you’re not getting me to talk like a tool like you.” Visi responded, looking away from Glynda once more and around the room. Maybe there was a way to escape still, if she could grab something or find some way to get this uniform off of her body…

“I told you to look at me when I’m speaking to you.” Glynda reminded Visi, who pouted but complied.

“There, fucking happy?” Visi replied as her gaze returned with a tilted head.

“Not with your vocabulary.” Glynda answered.

“Oh well isn’t that too fucking bad.” Visi replied.

“Yes it is bad. Time to learn your manners. Spread your legs.” Glynda commanded.

“Excuse me?” Visi asked in surprise, but her clothes evidently heard loud and clear as her thigh high socks moved her legs for her. Soon, Visi’s legs were spread wide to each side, her skirt spread with them to reveal her black panties to Glynda and Maxima.

“Fuck! What are you doing?” Visi demanded, **** to lean back a bit with her legs spread like this, her elbows braced against the bed.

Glynda didn’t reply, just reaching down with her hand and gently running a finger down the thin fold of Visi’s panties, feeling them having grown damp from her conditioning before.

“Good Girl.” Glynda said, and Visi moaned out as she felt the sensation of Glyndas finger against her covered womanhood amplified by the magic of the words.

Glynda didn’t stop, she kept rubbing at Visi’s panty covered pussy, twisting her fingers in a circular motion to keep up the smooth motion of the massage.

Then, she lifted her hand up a moment before sliding her fingers beneath Visi’s panties instead to start inserting her fingers into the wet entrance they found there.

“Ah fuck!” Visi blurted out, closing her eyes to not be overwhelmed by the feeling. But it wasn’t to last as Glynda pulled her hand back and held it aloft at her side.

“H-huh? Why did you stop?” Visi asked in an almost panicked tone.

“Language.” Glynda responded coldly.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” Visi cried, and Glyndas brow lowered.

“I am not. If you want me to continue, then you must request it properly.” Glynda replied.

“What am I supposed to say? Please?” Visi inquired snarkly, but Glyndas hand quickly lowered back down and slid under Visi’s panties with ease once more to resume their penetration as though nothing had happened.

“Ahhhh F-fff… For real…” Visi moaned, catching herself before she cursed again, her body trembling at the feeling of Glyndas fingers inside her.

“Good Girl.” Glynda spoke, and Visi’s moans grew louder as her hips thrusted forward into Glyndas hand, her head thrown back as the pleasure intensified.

“Ah Sh-… Nnngh… So good with your fingers…” Visi muttered as she laid there getting fingered by her captor.

“Are you enjoying yourself, Courtney?” Glynda asked, not losing pace with her fingers **** on Visi’s pussy lips.

“W-wouldn’t you like to know?” Visi replied in defiance.

“I would. Why don’t you thank me for making you feel good?” Glynda suggested.

“Nngh, huh? Thank you?” Invisigal replied, asking a question in her mind.

“Good girl.” Glynda replied once more and Visi thrusted her hips up into the air and against Glyndas hand hard as she felt the sensation of being a Good Girl hit her again.

“Hahhhhhh!!” Visi moaned out again as Glynda struck again with those magic words. It felt like heaven spreading through Visi’s body and all she had to do was say thank you!

“Now, you will address me as Mistress Glynda. Try it.” Glynda commanded, her finger pressing against Visi’s clit and slowly rotating around it with a gentle pressure.

“Nnnngh… Yes… Mistress Glynda…” Visi muttered out between pants for air, if this kept up then she’d start…

“Very Good Girl.” Glynda spoke and another wave of pleasure surged through Visi’s body, too much for her to handle. Her breathe caught in her throat as she moaned, causing her to powers to trigger and making her vanish from sight for a moment before she could pant in another breathe. She poofed in and out of sight back and fourth for a moment before regaining her bearings and moaning out once more.

“Holy Shi… Mmmm… Holy Cow…” Visi moaned, catching her words to not be a Bad Girl…

“Do you want to cum, Courtney? Do you want me to make you cum with my fingers?” Glynda asked with a sudden slight softness to her normally stern voice.

“I… Yes…” Visi replied quietly between moans.

“Yes, what?” Glynda demanded.

“Yes… please… Mistress Glynda…” Visi replied.

“Such a Good Girl.” Glynda said and Visi vanished from sight for a few seconds before her moans echoed through the room as her orgasm was **** out of her like an explosion of ecstasy.

Why was she giving this bi-… this woman what she wanted so easily?! Why was she saying please and thank you and mistress now to her kidnapper? What was happening to her? What the F-… What the heck… Ggrrrrrr why couldn’t she even curse in her own thoughts?!

“What do we say, Courtney?” Glynda inquired, inspecting her fingers drenched in Visi’s climax.

“T-thank you… Mistress Glynda…” She managed to mutter out in response.

“Excellent. You’re adjusting quickly. Take a few moments to collect yourself, we’ll resume your training when you’ve recovered.” Glynda said, turning to Maxima and nodding before turning to the door and heading out.

Maxima looked back at Visi laid out on the bed and smiled.

“I can’t wait to have you join us, Courtney!” Maxima exclaimed before she walked out the door as well.

What was happening… Courtne- Ugh… Invisigal was a Hero not a Maid… Wasn’t she? But when she turned her head to the mirror to the side of the room, she didn’t see a Hero looking back at her. Just a porn parody of a French maid with her legs spread and her cheeks red.

She didn’t see a Hero.

She saw a Good Girl.