Pmu Damians Story Ch 22

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"I'm really behind on my bullying," Courtney moaned, "our assignment is coming up for Tough Core, and I really haven't bullied anyone. Meanwhile, Damian here has bullied some Witches into stage seven. I'm so jealous." Around the lunch table, each trainer reacted differently. Annie seemed puzzled. Cathy rolled her eyes unsympathetically. Rini's eyes flashed anger and she glared at Damian. Damian himself shrugged modestly.

Of the two Static Rabbit twins, Annie was the most interested and the most sympathetic. "Do you have to bully anyone in particular? Your roommate Esmeralda would probably let you bully her pretty hard." Despite being powered by death and darkness, Esmeralda was a hard sub, and regularly wore a collar that Courtney had put on her. If the Loud Noise Rabbit didn't push her around, there was real concern that Esmeralda would get into trouble. With so many power-hungry dommes running around, a natural sub could pretty easily end up being exploited rather than taken care of.

With a loud pshaw, Courtney dismissed the idea. "

That's

not bullying! Esme

needs

me to make her do things. Her subby little Goblin pussy won't let her go a full weekend without accepting demands." She rolled her eyes. "Making her lick my pussy is just me helping her out."

"It's still bullying even if you're doing it out of love," Damian countered, "originally I was fighting with the psychics, but now when I'm pushing Samantha and Morgana around, it's for mutual benefit. Sure, when I first made my rule for Witches having to go ass to mouth, it was just something cold to say during a punish fucking. But now, they really like it. They submit to anal training because they crave it, and I'm dominating their assholes into submission because it feels good to give them what they crave. Samantha's so into having her ass trained that she recruited Robin into being trained as an ass to mouth slut." He realized that he was getting side-eye from most of the other trainers as they wondered what his point was. "I guess the point is that I'm still

bullying

the Witches, even though they love it. In fact, I'm not sure it's possible to get from level five degradation to level six degradation without transcending the relationship of bully and victim."

Rini seemed unconvinced. "That's such self serving bullshit. Typical Demon nonsense. The truth is that you're enslaving Samantha and getting her to enslave other trainers!" The pink buns in her hair twitched in fury.

The pink flush of her anger was met with black indifference on Damian's part. "Not everyone's a

Pokegirl

, Rini. Most training and fucking we do is just training and fucking. No one's getting enslaved when Courtney trains me. No one's getting enslaved when I train Samantha." He used a french fry to doodle a little pentagon with his ketchup. "It's just the patronage cycle. Demons like me get stronger when trained by an Artist like Courtney. Witches like Samantha get stronger when trained by a Demon like me. So just as it's perfectly reasonable for me to find an Artist who is willing to train me, it's natural for Witches to offer up their assholes for training by Demons." His dark eyes held steady in the Lunar Rabbit Witch's pink glare.

"By that logic," Cathy countered, "Sensei trainers should find Warriors to train and find Witches to train them." She looked at Damian cagily.

Damian's heart sense was good at telling him when women wanted to be dominated, and by its absence he could tell that the hackles of all the Rabbits were up enough that none of them wanted so much as a light spanking. At least, not at that moment. "Look, I'll admit that before I sodomized them that Samantha and Morgana said some pretty shitty things about you two. And given that you're twins there are a lot of lazy dommes who want to enslave you as a short cut to power. Finding a Witch you can

trust

to give you the sexual training you need is probably pretty difficult. But like,

Rini

is a Witch, right? You're her friends, so she should be willing to spank your pussies to paingasm without making it all weird. And yeah, there are lots of Warriors would

love

to be topped by a couple of sexy Rabbit twins." He said it easily, like Annie and Cathy submitting to having Rini flog their pussies was just common sense, rather than a tremendous change in their relationship.

The twins looked at Damian with shock, but they also seemed unnerved by the pink haired Witch who had been volunteered as a potential flogger of their pussies. Rini saw their expressions and became upset herself. Upset at Damian.

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When Samantha and Robin came to Mathemagic class early so that they could be spanked by Damian, Rini was upset again. It seemed pretty unfair to him. She objected when he suggested that she train the pussies of the Static Rabbits

and

she objected when he trained the pussies of Witches that Annie and Cathy didn't get along with. It was like there was no winning with her. And considering that Rini was a championship sorceress

and

her mother was a famous hunter

and

she had been put forward as one of the prophesied champions of Crystal Millennialism, it was probably true that in any traditional sense there

was

no way Damian could win with her. She was above him in every meaningful way. But she was friends with some of his friends, and so her persistently negative attitude toward him was vexing.

Sighing, he tried to put the pink haired Rabbit Witch out of his mind altogether. There were two other Witches in the class who had pulled their hemlines up until he could see the lingerie that was flossing their butt cheeks. Robin and Samantha bent over and pushed their rears back toward him, his heart sense confirming the obvious fact that they wanted him to dominate their butts. He gave them each a few slaps, making their juicy cheeks jiggle beneath his palms.

Samantha noticed the piercing stare of the pink eyed prodigy, and called out to her. "Oh! Hey Rini! Robin and I are in a coven now. It's good. Do you wanna train with us? You don't have to have massive tits like me and Robin, Morgana's in the coven too, and her tits are smaller than yours." She wiggled her butt, and squealed with pain and joy as Damian's hand fell heavily upon it. "Your ass is going to feel

sooo

good once Damian starts training it."

"Absolutely not!" Rini harrumphed. "I'm not going to let

any

Demon train

my

ass! Besides, I have my own coven." It wasn't a lie, Rini's mother had selected Witches for her to join a coven with before her freshman year had even started. Ironically, her coven already had a Sammy in it: the pink eyed woman kept her blue hair in twin tails as a conscious imitation of Rini's own mother. There was also Blossom, who was Tomoyo's brown haired cousin; and Holly Baiser, the black haired Witch who seemed happiest to have been selected to join the other coven-sisters. Rini had no intention of becoming a hunter like her mother, but she still trained with the coven her mother had selected. She

certainly

wasn't going to abandon it for some Demon's low-effort anal sex cult. "Have some self respect, Samantha. You're a powerful Witch in your own right, you don't need to let a Demon ass-fuck you into submission."

While Damian took a firm grip of her ass and began running his fingers along the gusset of her thong, Samantha clenched her cheeks. Not to try to bar his fingers from

entering

her crack, but to hold them in. "Oooh, Rini. It's so much better if you

do

though. The rule for Witches is that if it goes in our ass, it goes in our mouth. I resisted it at first, but it's better,

much

better, once you've been trained to accept it." Her sales pitch seemed to horrify the other Witch.

Someone who wasn't turned off at all by the shameless display was Paige Readman. Despite her disheveled appearance, Damian took interest in her because her fearsome blush and heaving bosom indicated that she'd been turned on like a light switch. "Um... um... I'm not sure how to ask this, but um... could you train my ass, too? Robin looks so happy being turned into your anal fuck puppet." The black haired woman fidgeted in her arousal, and the bridge of her nose had become sweaty enough that her heavy glasses had started to slip.

Damian looked at her and considered her desire for submission. She had a submissive streak, and combined with her general shyness that made it difficult to speak up if things got beyond her comfort zone, she could be broken fairly easily. As she was a trainer, he didn't want that to happen. "Paige, you're not a

Witch

. Your rules are different. The training you need," he recalled that she was a Sensei like the Static Rabbit Twins, "it needs to come

from

Witches." She looked sad, like she was being rejected. "Robin and Samantha are going to take care of you. After the evening class, you're going to Samantha's dorm room. They're going to take you for a makeover and get you nice and cleaned up. And they will start training your nipples and clit. Soon, you'll be tripodding for them while they take turns pounding your needy cunt with a strap-on." When he described her future submission and training, her eyes bulged and she fidgeted even more.

Robin reached back and pulled her butt cheeks open, revealing the wrinkles of her back door around the strap of her thong. Damian tapped the cloth, right over the rear opening, providing a bit of stimulation and a reminder that he'd conquered her asshole. "Uhhhh... Damian. What should I do to Paige? She has big tits, she won't be easy to subjugate."

Running his finger around her barely covered hole, Damian had some advice. "Her tits are big and powerful, but they are also more powerful than she is. Once you dominate her tits, she'll submit to any training you have to offer. Your own inflame passion magic is fire based, right? It should be super effective." Paige Readman was a Bibliophile Doll Sensei, which meant that there were many magics that were potent against her. Poison, bug, and wind magic would all be effective choices, and Damian could easily have one of his Pokegirls dominate her for him. But fire and ice magic would also do the trick, and he wanted her to have a productive training relationship with the Witches. "So Samantha's hypnotits can teach her new truths about fashion and personal hygiene, and your fire magic can ignite a new need in her nipples for your domination." He checked and two out of three Witches in the conversation were onboard. "Now, are you two ready for me to prepare a finger to go in your mouths?"

"Yessss..." both Robin and Samantha hissed. Damian pulled the rear straps of their lingerie out of the way so that he could plunge a finger into each puckered, welcoming hole. Both Witches had their faces light up with rapturous smiles as they felt themselves get rectally penetrated. Both knew they'd be on their knees, sucking that finger soon enough. Rini was disgusted. Paige was jealous and impatient, quite looking forward to how her life was going to be upended that evening.

It was almost time for class to start.

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Everyone in class seemed to be on edge when Matilda came into the room. No one wanted a repeat of the previous class's disruptive conflicts between Matilda's slaves and Damian's. Fortunately, there'd been a fairly complete change in their relationships due to Matilda and her slaves being sexually dominated alongside the slaves that they had grievance with. The result was that the natural animosity between Goblins and Spiders, Bears and Bees, and even Bats and Clowns had been overcome. Relations were now very friendly indeed. "How are the new tits?" Damian inquired. Matilda had been force-fed an unstable breast enlargement potion by their teacher while she was being sexually dominated, and it looked like the newly embiggened udders had remained.

"Hmmm?" The Blade Goblin had clearly been thinking of something else, but rapidly caught up to the conversation. "Oh right, yeah, these things are great. They're very sensitive and they make milk like crazy. I'm teaching all my slaves to suck on my titties while I mommy them. Hilda and I already had a relationship where I humiliate her by milking her in public, so that was a little awkward. But it really does follow naturally:

nursing

is submissive slave behavior, and

getting milked

is also submissive slave behavior. I think it'll work for us. Hilda and I are both making milk, but I'm still the mistress and she's still the slave." For her part, Hilda seemed to agree, and was rubbing her thighs together. Damian recalled milking Matilda during the domination session, but chose not to bring it up.

E-Lain wanted to be near Beatrice, but instead of flailing around trying to start a flame war, she was flailing around trying to lick honey out of Beatrice's twat. It was much less disruptive, because no one was in danger of getting punched, but it was still pretty distracting. The Flail Bear Girl wanted to send nudes to Beatrice. This was complicated by Beatrice not having her own phone, which Damian suddenly realized was a real problem. E-Lain, on the other hand, had a top of the line Navi all her own. Filled with shame, Damian decided that he was going to get phones for his slaves and possibly help them contact their families with them. He wanted his slaves to have fulfilling lives when they weren't servicing his cock.

Clara and Barbara were also having an easier time, though their new relationship seemed to be more of a jocular friendship than the skinship that the other newly friendly Pokegirls engaged in. The Scissors Clown pulled some mean looking shears out of her mouth and then performed a series of visual gags where she silently pretended to brutally injure herself with them. It was quite intricate sleight of hand, like the old 'removable thumb' gag but with the added veracity that comes from having large whirling blades next to the simulated detachment point. Despite being eyeless, Barbara giggled at the antics. Damian asked how Clara's sight gags worked for her, and the Bat Girl explained that her hearing was very good.

For the actual class, they were all starting on a complex project of their choice. These were multi-component potions that could have long lasting or even permanent effects. Every one of them had many steps before completion, and the plan was to perform the mixings and enchantments over the course of three class sessions. There were several options to choose from, but Damian's decision was made as soon as the list appeared in front of him. Breast enlargement potion. It was the thing he wanted to make as an alchemist after he graduated, the meal ticket for him and his harem. Over his life he intended to make hundreds of them, and getting his start was actually very exciting. It was like he could see a stable future work and family life taking form right before his eyes.

"I'm sssurprissed," Professor Pandora Achlys hissed into his ear, "mossst boyss would go for the penisss mightier." Penis mightiers were basically gold mines, of course. It seemed that every man wanted to mighty their penis. Damian did not doubt for a moment that many male students tried to mighty their own.

But Damian had done his research. Not the puff pieces and push salesmanship, but the actual results. With P-values. "Satisfaction with penis mightiers is actually very low after the initial honeymoon period. The truth is that while there are definitely size queens out there who want to be dominated by ridiculously titanic cocks, it's a tiny minority. And even most of them only want painfully large insertions as a sometimes thing. Most women can't take a foot-long, and outside certain specialized careers such as pornography and corrections, reported satisfaction with cock size drops dramatically from nine inches." Damian shook his head. "No, my penis is mighty enough, I'm looking to make potions that actually improve lives rather than something to scam insecure men out of their lunch monies." His answer seemed to satisfy the teacher.

She slithered up closer to him. "I can't help but noticcce that you've acquired another ability." She gazed at him inscrutably. "

Witch

tamer. You'd already acquired

poison

tamer, isn't that right?" Her question was rhetorical, obvious she could see his status. She was merely reminding him that she was herself a Witch who was aspected to poison magic.

Knowing full well what she was getting at, Damian agreed. "Yes, Professor Achlys. You're a

Witch

, and the

rule

for Witches is that if it goes in your ass, it goes in your mouth." He confidently reached over and grabbed the teacher's thin butt. She writhed in his grip, but didn't pull away. "After class, I'm going to sodomize you. Right on your deck. And then you're going to take my cock in your mouth. Isn't that right?" He hadn't asked her if she was ready, or even if it was OK. Her shudder and sway in his possessive hand was enough to tell him that he didn't need to.

The other students in the class were certainly impressed by his manhandling of their teacher. Joy came up and asked him about it directly. "Damian, are you groping our teacher?" The pink haired Bird Sensei asked it like he had a naughty secret, but of course he had his hand on the teacher's ass quite openly.

"Hmmm?" Damian looked at Joy. She really did look like her cousin who worked at the health center, and she was much curvier than Professor Achlys. "Oh, yeah. After class, I'm going to fuck her up the ass and then train her ass to mouth." The teacher acknowledged the truth of his words by groaning in his grip.

The alchemy itself seemed to go fairly well, though since it was only one-third finished, there were obviously a lot of things that could go wrong. Even though he was going to fuck his own teacher at the end of class, the project was interesting enough to him that he didn't want the time to go. But finish it did, and despite the fact that he had multiple runes glowing on his bottle, he wasn't certain if he'd made enough progress or not. He showed his work to the teacher, and she smiled. He asked if it was good enough, and she told him that it probably was, though she had a smirk and a glint in her eye that implied that she knew something she wasn't telling him.

Once the other students had left, the teacher took off her white coat, showing off her skin-tight black and purple attire. Damian ran his hand slowly up her flank, feeling the smooth contours of her thin body. "Are you ready to become my bitch, Pandora?" He asked, flaunting the use of her first name.

"I have a daughter your age," she demurred, "this is just a one time butt-fucking between teacher and student."

He grabbed her roughly and pushed her over the desk, making her push out her athletic rear. "We'll see." He said, hooking his fingers into the waistband of her pants. The material was stretchy enough that it peeled off her easily, yet clingy enough that it outlined her butt crack before it was taken down. "No panties, Pandora. You must have been really looking forward to getting trained."

Her face pressed against the desk, she objected. "You're not

training

me, Damian, you're..." CRACK! The lash of submission fell on her naked butt cheek. Augmented by both poison tamer and witch tamer, the effects were considerably enhanced, much more than the teacher had been expecting. "Aaaaah!" CRACK! Her cry of submissive anguish was cut short by a lash across her other cheek. "Ah! Ah!" CRACK! "Aaaah!" CRACK! "Aaaaah!" The lash came down again and again, drawing cries that became hornier and hornier as the beatings continued.