TAKE Her

You need this. You need her under your control. NOW.

Sucking up every inch of power and will you can, you wait for the exact second the Rein fully connects and pull upon it harder than you have pulled upon any Soul Rein up until now. Zizana's one good eye widens in surprise before she looks down to see the now tight bond between the two of you. Her face starts to redden and she visibly squirms, her legs rubbing against each other as she hisses through gritted teeth, "D-Damnit... careless."

"Alright," you growl, "Tell me, Professor. What are you, Susan, and Aspecta up to? While I don't mind three mature, beautiful women paying special attention to me, I'd really like to know why."

Instead of answering you, Zizana looks away, pressing her lips together tightly. She quivers in resistance even as you pull tighter still on the Soul Rein, her trembling arms dropping to her sides, letting you get a better view of her jumpsuit clad figure and notice her nipples visibly poking through the material. "C-Can't," she manages to grunt out, "You're... not... ready."

"'Ready'? Ready for what?"

"To... know."

"Not even a hint?"

A wordless growl is the only response she gives you as she keeps pointedly looking to the side instead of at you. "Need... more control over me. For that."

More control, huh? You remember Susan telling you the Soul Rein grows stronger the closer you and the person connected to you are and there is certainly a quick way to make that happen. Granted, it will require loosening up your morals a bit but, after all that has happened in such a short time, maybe that was going to be necessary eventually. To that end, you step closer towards Professor Zizana, reaching out a hand to take hold of the zipper on the front of her tracksuit.

Her arms twitch but remain at her sides as you slowly pull it down, the sound of the zipper parting surprisingly loud as you expose more of her dusky flesh, admiring the inner sides of her breasts (which are not being supported by a bra), the firmness of her stomach, and the barest hint of white hair just a little beneath her now exposed belly button. She shivers but as her head slowly starts to look at you again, there is neither anger or fear in her expression. Granted, she is clearly not fully happy about this situation, but at the same time her emotions appear to be more generally concerned with just the slightest glimmer of lust behind it.

"A... teacher and student," she says, pausing to lick her lips, "C-Can not..."

"I was told a teacher cannot take a student," you say, cutting her off, "but a student taking a teacher..."

You reach into the opening of her tracksuit, cupping one of her more than full breasts, brushing your fingers over some of the scars that your eyes see glowing with her lifelines. The dark-skinned elf lets out a gasping moan at the touch and her legs visibly quiver again, leaning back a little against her desk for support. "S-So... you are putting a teacher... under your power... after all?" she asks before another shiver runs through her body.

"Guess I am," you reply softly, giving her breast another squeeze as you run your other hand through her hair, "A very beautiful one."

She groans in response, your words seeming to hit her as hard as your touch before you lean in and kiss her. You start off with a light pressing of lips, but you are a little surprised by just how quickly she opens her mouth to accept your tongue. A small part of your mind warns she might be looking for a chance to bite it, but the sweet kiss continues on as you slip both your hands into the tracksuit, opening it wider and sliding it down her shoulders. Once you break the kiss, you pull back slightly to gaze at her now exposed torso, admiring the pale scars that zigzag across her full breasts and almost jet black nipples.

Zizana bites her lower lip for a moment, looking like she is, ever so slightly, sticking out her chest a little more so you can see it more completely. "You are not... just saying that... to seduce me?" she asks, a new, tiny tremble in her voice.

All you can think is that, even with her visible wounds, how could anyone ever find her ugly? "I mean it," you reply, "You really are incredibly beautiful, Professor Zizana."

She suddenly smiles a small, sad smile, her good eye closing for a moment and you think you hear the barest sniffle before she opens it again and moves in for another hot, wet kiss. Her arms move to wrap around your shoulders as you take her around the waist, her fingers stroking the back of your neck. Pleasured moans the only sound either of you can make as you press against each other, losing track of how long the kiss goes on until you need to come up for air.

"It was only... for a moment..." she says, panting as her mournful expression only grows more so, "but... thank you. For letting me... remember... and pretend."

Pretend? What does that mea--

Suddenly, the Professor moves her fingers over your back quickly and, before you can react, the Soul Rein joining you to her suddenly goes slack and starts wrapping around your arm, looping around it over and over again before doubling back to where it is attached to Zizana and pulling TIGHT.

God, Zizana is not just beautiful, she is GORGEOUS. No, not even gorgeous properly describes her. She is something so wonderfully beyond that, touching her so aggressively like this feels wrong. You still want to admire her, of course, but this is not how you should do it!

Letting go of her, you step back and drop to your knees, looking up at your Elven goddess reverently, feeling nothing but shame for how brutishly you tried to **** her. Straightening back up, Zizana, MISTRESS Zizana, gives you another sad smile as she reaches out to pet the top of your head, leaving the top half of her tracksuit still dangling around her waist. "It is alright," she says, "You are a young fool that did not know any better. But now you do understand, yes? Even an unbreakable spell can still be manipulated by one who is aware of it and knows how."

Of course. It is so obvious and you were far far too stupid to realize that in your brain dead lust. You deserve to be on your knees, and unworthy of the pity you are being shown. Tears begin to form at the corners of your eyes as you nod once, the thought that you have disappointed her so utterly with your actions overwhelming your emotions.

"Do not cry," she says, a soothing tone entering her voice as she tousles your hair some more, "This cannot be undone, so you will get to stay with me now."

That thought makes you happy. So happy your heart could burst. The happiness clouds your mind so much you lose track of time, your focus only on your eternal, Elven goddess even as she takes you to Professor Aspecta and Headmaster Hallgrave. There, she gives an explanation about some attempted lust spell that backfired (not technically a lie) and has left you in this permanently dependent state. Hallgrave seems uncertain, but a glance over you with his magic senses confirms enough to agree that you will no longer be able to function as a student at this school. And why would you be? You are Mistress Zizana's pet and a pet has no need for schooling.

Aspecta looks at you with a disappointed expression, and once you are formally dismissed and out into the hallways, your former Professor turns towards your Mistress and asks, "I presume you'll be taking him back to your homelands?"

"Indeed," Mistress Zizana replies.

"A pity. I had thought he might finally be the one."

"As did I... but perhaps his offspring just needs an infusion of Elven blood from my sisters for that to happen."

"I would say I look forward to what those unions give birth to... but I suspect I will be a bit too old when they come of appropriate age."

"Then I will observe for us both," Mistress Zizana says before turning to you and giving you another head pat, "And you will make sure I enjoy that, won't you, my pet?"

Zizana has just outright said you were going to be used as a breeding stud for Elven women, and not by her, as your filthy seed clearly had no right to pollute her perfect womb. Which meant, for all the wild sex you were going to have in the future, the only reason you would enjoy it would be because your Mistress approved of it. And that is how you would show your love and devotion to her right up until...