More than Pain

Barb steps into class slightly out of breath from her quick change. Professor Anip circles her, examining her like a predator.

“You discovered a new kind of pain on your own. That is most impressive.”

“Yes, I named it while I was fucking a friend.”

“Now you will learn the true potential of pain. It’s time you learned how to feed on it and use your magic.”

Barb grins eagerly.

“Follow me.”

Professor Anip waves her hand in a circle and a disk of pure darkness appears. She steps inside, disappearing from sight.

Barb pauses at the edge, clenched her teeth and puts a foot into the blackness. It tingles as it passes through the edge, but she can still feel it. She dives into the darkness.

She lands awkwardly on a stone floor. A noise from the wall makes her look up. There is a man and a woman shackled to the wall and the room itself is a dungeon.

“Who are they?”

Professor Anip laughs. “People who won’t be missed. Now it’s time you learned to feed off the pain of others.”

The thought of giving other people pain triggers the wonderful euphoria of guilt. Barb licks her lips.

“Take this.” Professor Anip hands her a spiked riding crop. “Do what pleases you.”

Barb slowly creeps toward the prisoners, letting their fear build. As she reaches them she chooses the man. She slaps him with the riding crop. It makes a pleasing sound as it hits his skin. He whimpers.

“Feel it Barb. Feed off it!”

Suddenly, Barb senses it. The pain the man is in. She draws the energy of it into herself. It feels wonderful. She examines him more closely. His threshold for pain is low, but he is far from it.

She slaps him again, knowing just where to hit. Sweet energy flows into her. She continues, each slap bringing her power and pleasure. Barb frowns when he succumbs to unconsciousness.

“There, Barb, from now on you will sense pain and feed from it. The more pain, the more powerful you’ll become.”

That is a revelation for Barb. She smiles at girl. She screams.

“For her I want you to do something different. You can use pain magic to enslave a human mind. Make her feel pain if she doesn’t love and obey you.”

Barb feels magic within. She uses it as a blunt object, doing as Professor Anip suggested.

The woman begins to scream. Over and over again she wails. Barb calmly walks over and gets the keys to her shackles. She ignores the screaming and undoes them.

The girl falls to the ground. The screaming stops. It starts and stops over a dozen times.

Finally, the girl looks up at Barb with adoration.

“Mistress. I’m yours to command. I devote my life to you!”

“You see the true potential for pain?”

Barb is stunned the wonderful guilt inducing possibilities.

“Yes!”

“Tell your new minion to keep the dungeon cleaned and prepared for your return. You may come here anytime to feed.”

“Girl keep the dungeon clean and ready for me.”

“Of course. I can’t wait for you to return!”

She curtsies.

Barb giggles, again feeling the bliss of guilt.

“Be careful using your magic on other students. You must be subtle or they will catch you and defend themselves. Now, watch me create the portal so you can return.”

Barb stares intently as Professor Anip opens the portal. She steps through gracefully, eager to return to the party.