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His Further Education

Part 2

For Repanbo

By Draconicon

"Oh, come on! I thought you said that I got to choose how I was restrained!" Gann shouted.

"Within limits," Drakina said, looking down at her nails as her apprentice tried, once again, to alter the spell that she'd put on him. His ass was pressed firmly against her groin, his arms pulled tight behind his back and wrists locked together with her spell, and his legs were locked apart with a spreader bar that made it almost impossible for him to get the leverage to push himself off of her cock. "This spell is specifically to restrain yourself to my cock."

"Nnngh. Mmmph! Come oooooon..."

He was getting better at getting in touch with his magic and working around her spells, the purple dragoness had to give him credit for that. There was a shift in reality, and suddenly, he was leaning back, supported by an invisible beam against his back, his feet spread far apart, his ass pressed firmly down to her crotch again.

There were more and more flashes as he tried to find the symbolic loophole that would let him get away from acting as her cock sheath. She looked down at her fingers, humming to herself as her apprentice kept trying. It would have been a bit more sexually exciting if he was actually moving around more rather than just shifting reality and positions. It meant that there was no gap or movement where her cock actually got stroked.

She folded her hands behind her head, waiting for Gann to figure it out. He had already puzzled out how to get free of the bindings that she'd put on him last time, but that had been much less secure, more of a loosely defined 'stay here' spell. He had turned that into a 'stay here but do what you want' spell, which was effectively freedom from it.

This was different. This was a two-condition spell, forcing him to stay where he was and do something with it. If he could figure out how to use his magic to challenge both of them at once, they could move on.

She just wished that it wasn't taking quite so long.

Scratching her nose as Gann popped into yet another position, this time with his feet pressed to either side of her cock and just the head of her shaft in his ass, Drakina sighed. It was a bit more pleasurable this way, but he wasn't actually using his feet to get her off, and without the motion along the head, there was little pleasure for her to enjoy.

It was hard not to grumble at him or to throw a hint at him, but she knew that if she made this one easy, then it wouldn't be a real lesson. She just had hoped for it to be figured out sooner than later.

"Ugh! Why...can't...I...get...off?!" Gann grunted, throwing his hips side to side in a comical display, trying to throw himself off of her dick.

"Because the spell binds you to it until you do your job," she said, leaning on her fist. "I told you that at the beginning."

"Come on. You can at least give me a hint here."

"Nope."

"Nnngh! This...is..."

His toes were digging into her dick, at least, which was something. She could feel her erection coming back, rising up, filling his butt where it had been on the verge of sliding out with a lack of stimulation. She drummed her fingers against her cheek, trying to figure out a way that she could cheat a bit and help him out without making it all her work rather than his. There had to be a way to speed this up before she lost her mind.

"Come on! At least help me out a bit here!" Gann protested.

"Nope."

"Then I guess my butt's marrying your cock."

"I think that violates the Laws of Marriage."

"Hey, it's hetero enough for the straight crowd."

"Hmmm, pretty sure they're all about the pussy," Drakina said, shaking her head. "Looks like I just have an illegal squatter."

"Then evict my ass!"

"I'd prefer to move out, but you still haven't figured out the contract, to finally put this metaphor to bed."

The smaller dragon slapped his hands down on her hips, frustrated with his inability to slide off. She wished that he'd listen a bit more. It was all there in the wording.

In the first spell, he had been bound in mid-air. There had been the unstated definition of 'until he was released', but it wasn't part of the spell. This time, he was bound to her cock until he did his job. If he could define what the job was, he would not only have a chance to start doing it, but he could work on the other restriction, as well.

And considering how much he liked getting her off, it would make the whole thing more enjoyable for her, as well.

How in the hell do you stand one-on-one students, brother? she thought, leaning her head back and looking out her window across the bay, staring at the skyscraper in the city across the water. I would go crazy if I had to do this all the time.

The dragoness rubbed her forehead as she tried to find a way to guide him forward. She was used to just indulging herself, having her fun, and then letting them figure it out. Actually having to teach someone that had the potential to reach some serious heights was...well, it wasn't easy for her.

She looked down at the red-faced, huffy dragon on her cock. He was actually glaring at her dick, gritting his teeth, and she blinked.

"Why do you look like you want to kill my cock?" she asked.

"Because it won't cum!"

"...That's because you're not moving."

"But I'm changing positions all the time!"

"Yes, but that's not moving. That's shifting. There's no actual touch."

"...Ooooooooh."

"...Are you kidding me?" she muttered. "Are you kidding me? We've been here for this long because you thought I wasn't cumming on purpose?"

"...It'd be something you'd do..."

Gann blushed worse than ever, and Drakina sighed, rubbing her forehead. It just went to show what one assumed the other person knew was not necessarily what they did know.

Before she could open her mouth, however, her apprentice's eyes closed. He breathed deep, and she felt the magic swirl around the both of them, growing stronger by the second before -

"Nnnnngh!"

The dragoness gasped as she arched her back, thrusting forward and pushing her dick deeper into the other dragon's asshole. He moaned for her, too, his cock spurting a load of thick, white cum all over the floor. They panted together, but that didn't stop Gann from thrusting himself forward off of her dick the second that he could. He looked back at his ass, grinned at the sight of all her cum on it, and then looked back at her.

"And thus, I escape your cock."

"Hmmph. That wasn't an escape; that was a release."

"I'd prefer to call it a climax, Mistress," he said with a small chuckle.

"...Was that a pun?"

"No, not at all, Mistress."

"Good."

Still shaking her head, Drakina stretched her legs out, feeling her toes pop for a moment before she got them fully extended. She rolled her feet at the ankles a few times, getting her blood flowing once more, and then swung her legs off to the side. Stretching her wings out behind her, she made sure that she was fully comfortable, then dragged herself up and over the side of the bed.

As soon as she was on her feet, Gann was back to smiling, talking, asking questions. He was so eager for more, he really was. It was charming, and she was genuinely glad that he wanted her guidance instead of her brother's, but...wow, she had not had to deal with someone that talked so much in a long time.

"So, does that mean that I'm officially good enough to learn the advanced magics, then? Am I? Huh?" Gann asked.

"Yes, yes, you are," she said.

"AWESOME! When do we do it?"

"When we move away from here."

"When we -" Gann blinked, the enthusiasm bleeding from his face. "What do you mean, when we move away from here?"

"The advanced magics have some extreme consequences. I'm not teaching you that when I've only just gotten in good with my brother. Not when teaching it to you here could end up blowing up the island and sinking half the continent."

"...Maybe I shouldn't learn it. I don't want to turn into a bomb..."

Drakina rolled her eyes.

"It's not that the spells are dangerous. They're very dangerous, actually, but that's not the problem. The problem is, if you don't know what you're doing, you can cast them wrong, or embrace the magic in the wrong way, and suddenly, you're not casting a spell anymore. You're serving as the amplifier for a whole lot of magical currents that want to do some really powerful things, and you're not the one in control anymore.

"Draconicon would have to put up wards of much greater power to keep his city safe, and he'd get pissed at me for making him do it. So, we're going somewhere else."

"It's not Hell, is it? I've been there a few times, now, and I always end up turning into a horse."

The dragoness blinked, then shook her head. If he'd been going to Hell, that was his business and her brother's. As long as he didn't do that while he was with her, she wasn't going to question it. She gestured for him to follow, rearranging her home as she went.

The large mansion changed, becoming something of a series of curved walls, rooms that were interconnected, dropping down into slides and chutes in order to get around. They both fell into one, the dragoness standing as she rode it down, much like an escalator that had been turned into a slide, while Gann...

"Ah! Whoa! Yipes!"

She watched as he fell flat on his back in an adjacent tube, taking it as a proper slide while she remained somewhat dignified as she descended. Drakina chuckled, shaking her head at his misfortune, watching as his tube took him into a steeper angle. The shriek of surprise echoed back to her with surprising force.

Eventually, they both reached the bottom floor. The mansion had turned into something that looked almost heart-like, with various chambers and valves and tubes that connected the different places within. Drakina made a few last-minute modifications, willing into place a few wards to protect some of her own possessions. Just because she and Draconicon had made up didn't mean that she trusted him not to spy on her stuff, and she knew the right kind of spells to make him think twice about trying. It didn't have to be very powerful, even, just of the right elements and types.

You aren't the only one that thinks about your magic, brother, she thought.

When everything was secure, she looked back at Gann. He was just pulling himself off the floor, wobbling from foot to foot in an obviously dizzy fashion. She brushed him off, giving him a pat on the back.

"You alright?"

"Yeah...yeah, I'm okay. I keep forgetting you can do that."

"It's part of dominating magic. I'm sure that you'll find yourself doing it in submission to it, later."

"Oh, boy."

"Having the world around you just shift to bring you stuff, carrying you from place to place to be where you need to be," she said.

"...Okay, now, that's just not fair. Why can't I have that now?"

"Because you're not a super-sub, yet."

"I think I'm pretty super."

"Yeah, but magic doesn't. It just loves you. Sorry."

She smiled, patting his back as she led him out of her home. It wasn't the most comfortable departure, but it was better than what it could have been. She could feel the various denizens of the island sensing her departure and already pouting about it, but it was necessary. If she was going to teach Gann properly - and she wasn't fucking letting her brother do this one, not when Gann chose her - then she had to do it somewhere else.

She had to do it at home.

As soon as they were far enough from the heart-shaped mansion, she flicked her hand, pointing at a space in front of them. It was the first time that she had done that in Gann's view, she knew, and he stared as she pulled at a different sort of magic.

"Um...Mistress...What are you doing?"

"Something that the magic here doesn't like me doing..."

"I thought you dominated it."

"Do you remember the limitation to submitting to magic?"

"Um...that it has to know what I want, and it has to want to give it to me, right?"

"Well, there's a limitation to what magic that you dominate will do, as well." She narrowed her eyes, the claw at the tip of her pointed finger starting to glow with a different sort of magical energy, energy that made the magic in the air around her start to slide away, pulling back as if magnetically repelled. "You can only push it so far, and one of the breaking points is sending it to a different world."

"We're going that far?"

"Yep."

"Why can't you just...you know...teleport, the way that Drac does?" Gann asked.

"I'll be happy to answer that...after we get through. Now, hush. This is tricky."

Draconicon had always been better than her at hopping between the worlds, and particularly at sending others between them. Her skills lay in dominating what was around her, not in reaching out to other places and doing it from afar.

Her brother had always said that magic flowed through the universe, and it was a current to ride, a stream that linked and bound the different universes together and allowed for travel between them. For her, that had never been the case. For her, the magics of the world were all distinct, and they never quite got along with each other. She could not force the magic of this world to open and carve her a path back to another one; different worlds didn't mix that way, and it was how they stayed distinct. Items from a world, magic inside of a person, even tech could mix, but the raw energy could not, not without causing problems.

Even now, the magic that she held in her finger, a small chunk that she had brought with her from her last visit home, had repelled all the magic in the local area around her. She couldn't feel the magic that she had been using since setting up shop on the island, couldn't feel the world magic around her.

Drakina clenched her teeth as she aimed her finger ahead of her, steadying her hand as the pressures between the interacting energies shook her limb. It took very little energy from another world to start making another difficult.

As the energy built to a fever pitch, she slowly dragged her claw down. The air split, purple light pouring out of the gap in the air, and streams of sparkling particles started falling out of the hole. She kept dragging her claw down, cutting the reality of this world to open a hole into her world.

Gann stared, his mouth hanging open.

"This...this is really -"

The world shook around them, throwing Gann off his feet. Drakina would have suffered the same fate if she hadn't been waiting for it. It wasn't quite an earthquake, but it felt very similar. She grunted, continuing to cut the hole in mid-air, her finger dimming as the energy she'd taken from home was used up.

"Gann. This is very important."

"What? What is it?"

"I want you to pull in some of the magic. Pull it in and hold onto it."

"What? Why?"

"Just...do it..."

Shoving her fingers into the hole, she jammed her hands into the borders of the portal, ripping it open. The world shook again, nearly throwing her through it. She braced herself along the side, keeping a grip with her tail as she kicked one side further open. The hole was wide enough for two people, barely, but it was still enough to piss the local reality off.

Everything started shaking around her, the earth starting to shift and crack. It wasn't the way of an earthquake, but rather the tiny particles of magic and matter that were starting to pull away, unwilling to coexist with the presence of something that didn't belong. She grimaced as she braced the other side of the portal with her foot, glancing out of the corner of her eye at Gann.

"You better have that magic."

"Almost..."

"Faster, Gann," she said, clenching her teeth.

"Almost!"

"We don't have time for 'almost' here. Get it, now!"

"I...I...I got it!"

"Finally."

Grabbing his tail, she yanked him into the portal with her. They fell backwards just as the earth gave one last shake, falling into the purple light as the hole shut behind them.

As they drifted through the unnatural shade, Drakina leaned her head back with a small, happy sigh. The warmth of the purple light around her was a reminder of home, and she could feel its energy suffusing her again, like welcoming hands from a family greeting her at the front door. She closed her eyes, letting them touch her, letting the energy fill her, letting it caress her from head to toe.

Yes, babies...I'm home...

Whoosh.

The hole opened again, and she spun, getting her legs under her as gravity reasserted itself. The cavern floor was hard as ever, and her heels clicked against it. She held out her arm, catching Gann as he came screaming through the hole. She let him catch his breath, then set him down. The room they were in was specifically warded for bringing stuff from one world to another, but better not to take any chances. She walked out of the little crater in the middle of the room to the curved walls that surrounded them, pulling down an idle ring and twisting it about. Silver band, dragon head biting down on an onyx jewel. Yes, she could remember which world this would be for.

"Now, first things first," she said, tossing the ring over her shoulder. "Put all the magic you brought from Drac's world into that thing."

"Huh?"

"All of it. All. Of. It."

Gann looked down at the ring, then at her. It took a hard stare for him to start pouring the magic out, but he did. Even in the warded chamber, however, the room still trembled. It wasn't a full quake as it had been in Drac's world, but it was still a shake. Drakina shook her head, wishing it wasn't necessary, but for her, it was.

Getting to and from different worlds was difficult at the best of times. The easiest way to do it was what she had just done, and that involved having a bit of the magic from the world she wanted to visit to drill a hole through wherever she was to the one she wanted to be in. As she had been rather rudely reminded, that tended to piss the various realities off, and if she hadn't been there before, there was something of a barrier to entry.

That didn't mean that it was impossible. One could summon things from other worlds much easier than going there oneself. She had summoned demons to go to various parts of Hell, and done the same with angels to visit Heaven. That had been a trip that had gone off the rails right quick, and she didn't plan to repeat the experience anytime soon.

Soon enough, the ring was properly filled, and she took it back, tucking it into its place on a finger-stand on the wall. It stood among no less than a hundred forty-three different rings, with that one bringing it up to one-forty-four. She shook her head, turning to see her apprentice staring.

"What?" she asked.

"Are...all those rings to different worlds?"

"Yes. It's pretty sad, I guess; Drac's visited ten times as many," she admitted, looking at the rings and shaking her head. "One of the things that he genuinely is better at than me, much as I hate to admit it."

"...How many worlds are there?" Gann asked.

"More than you want to know. And most of them a lot less interesting than you think. Now."

Drakina held up her hands, gesturing the green dragon forward. She brushed off his shoulders, then pushed back some of the scales on his head, making sure that he was properly groomed-looking. She snapped her fingers, purple light flicking up and down his body, shining his scales with just enough force to make him yelp.

"Oh, I almost forgot. You must have this."

A chastity cage popped into existence in her hand, and she started to reach down. No sooner had she grabbed her apprentice by the balls, however, than he tried to pull away. The emphasis there, of course, being tried. She sighed as he stood there, looking more puzzled than ever.

"What...how did..."

"Wondering why the magic didn't help you?" she asked.

"...Kinda, yeah."

"We're in a different world now, Gann. Our way of working with magic doesn't have as many rules as my brother's, but it does have one big complicating factor. Want to guess what it is?"

His eyes slowly widened as she worked his cock into the opening for the chastity cage, and by the time that she had gotten it halfway down his cock, he slapped his forehead in realization. That, of course, made him step back, pulling out of the cage. The dragoness bit her lip, keeping herself from lashing out as he started explaining.

"Of course. It's different magic here, isn't it? It doesn't know me yet. I have to seduce it."

"You're half-right," she said, almost able to pop his cock into the cage before he moved again.

"No, that's it, I'm sure of it. The magic doesn't know me, so it has no reason to help me. Well, this should be easier this time. I know what I'm doing and -"

Every time she almost got a grip on his dick, he twisted around and was suddenly moving in a different direction. Drakina could feel her annoyance climbing, and was doing her best to keep it from erupting. Normally, she would have just snapped her finger and left him chained up somewhere until she calmed down, but on this occasion, there was no time. And she was not going to play favorites.

She gave him one more try as he kept rabbiting on about how he was right, and how this was how it worked, before she finally lost her temper.

"GANN!"

Her shout echoed in the room, and the dragon finally came to a full stop. He jumped back from her as she snorted in near-anger, and he looked positively shaken.

Draconicon would have been one to grab hold of his anger and smother it, but that wasn't her way. She was not someone that was going to just let it go. Drakina grabbed hold of her apprentice by the balls, yanking him forward just firmly enough to make him remember who was in charge, just enough to give a little sting. He gasped, his eyes wide as he was forced up on his tiptoes.

"Stop. Talking," she growled.

"...Yes, Mistress," he squeaked.

She nodded, shoving his dick down into the metal tube, making sure that it curled just enough to really grind into the scales of his crotch if he ever started getting hard. A secondary, outer ring wrapped around the base of his cock and his testicles, keeping them from becoming pushed too far forward rather than doing the usual job of thrusting them into prominence. She gave them a gentle roll to get them secured, and then let them drop.

As Gann stared down at the chastity cage, she let him feel the different spells on it. Spells that would keep him from getting free. Spells that would keep him from needing to use the toilet. Spells that would work to keep his libido high, ready, eager. Spells that were of all sorts, including three that locked the cage on his cock, and turned any attempt to remove the cage into a portal spell that made his cock disappear and reappear in her hand the minute that he tried to get loose.

The green dragon stared at all the different spells, shaking his head slowly before looking back up at her. His eyes said 'why', but he remembered not to talk.

No longer seething, but still rather annoyed, Drakina took a deep breath and stepped back from her apprentice. She rubbed her face, shaking her head.

"You are a very dangerous kind of smart, Gann," she muttered.

He blinked, looking confused, as if not sure if she'd given him an insult or a compliment. She continued.

"You're a dangerous sort of smart because you are usually - usually - smart enough to figure something out without someone else telling you all the facts. However, twice now - twice - you've had an issue with that. First, with the test in the bedroom. Second, just now. And both of those were because you assumed all the information you had thought about was all the information you needed.

"Now, I have no problem with mistakes. Fuck, you're going to make them, so we might as well not pretend any different. But there's a difference between a mistake and costing me an apprentice."

He opened his mouth, paused, then pointed to his throat. She nodded.

"You may speak."

"Are the spells that dangerous?" he asked.

"It's not just the spells. It's also how you're treating me."

"...Mistress?" he asked.

"As soon as we came through, you started questioning me. Questioning everything. Then you started acting as if I wasn't even here, as if all the experience I have in this world and all my time exploring the magic that you haven't even mastered yet means nothing compared to your excitement. You stopped treating me as a Mistress and started treating me as something else. Something less."

That was what had gotten her so angry. It was annoying being a teacher, annoying being someone that had to deal with someone else so much less experienced than her not getting it when she was trying to teach them. However, when it came to someone trying to put themselves on her level when they were nowhere near, when it was serious rather than playful, when Gann went from being curious and interested to questioning everything and being dismissive...

Well, that made her angry.

Drakina shook her head as Gann stared blankly at her. She knew that he was smart enough to understand what she was saying, just as she knew that he was smart enough to know that he was on thin ice. Further explanation was something that she didn't have time for, particularly not now.

"You are going to wear that cage until we leave this place. Not just until you learn your lesson, but until we leave," she reiterated. "There are other here that are in a similar position to yours, and I will not show favorites."

"Others?" He blinked. "When did you get others?"

"Before I met you."

"...Have they been missing you?"

"Probably. And take that note of judgment out of your voice; I told them when I'd be back. If anything, I'm back early."

She turned around just as the sound of sliding stone filled her ears. The dragoness put on a smile, and it was a real one, for a change, not just one of dominance or one of intimidation. It was a real one.

The stone slab slid away, pushed aside by a large orca of a man. He wore nothing but a chastity cage over his crotch, and his balls were the size of his fists, which were prodigiously large. He had a pair of nipple piercings on his chest, and his eyes glowed blue with his own magic.

Behind him was one that looked like a male fox, but as he stepped out from behind the orca, it was revealed that he had a pussy between his legs rather than a cock. Everything else was male, save for the pussy. The vixen that joined him was the inverse, all female, save for the fact that she had a sheath and cock. Their eyes glowed red.

Finally, behind the others, was a large mare woman, endowed to a large extent with matronly curves, and with nothing on but a headband. Tan-colored body fur contrasted with white lights in her eyes, and dark skin at her sex and nipples.

They smiled and bowed.

"Welcome home, Duchess," they said as one.

"It's good to be home, dears."

Drakina walked among them, then behind them. She ran her hands along their heads, petting them gently, stroking along the backs of their necks. She looked up at her apprentice, chuckling.

"Gann, these are my home-slaves." She rested her hand on the orca's head, first. "This is the former King Aussir, former master of the Kingdom of Palmain." She shifted her hands to the foxes. "These are the former king and queen Maki and Naki, former masters of the Kingdom of Selwai. And this." She rested her hand on the mare's head. "Is the former Queen Matria, the former master of the Matriarchy of Qen."

"...Why are they all former?" Gann asked, taking a step back.

"Because when I came here, they tried to make me into a pet," she said. "And what happened next was a long story..."

The End

Summary: After one last lesson, Drakina decides to take Gann home with her, so that he can be taught properly.

Tags: H/M, slavery, mistress/slave, series, fantasy, magic, dragoness, herm/male, Drakina, dragon, various species, anal, feet,