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"Now then, we move to a higher-level application of Carnal Arcana. All of you, come to the front."
The instructor beckoned the twenty female students forward.
"I've restricted her movement to involuntary responses only. She cannot struggle or flee."
"Ngh… no… please…ah—"
The girls crowded around her, pressing in from all sides.
Forced to climax dozens of times in rapid succession, Sion's strength had given out completely. And yet she could not move from the spot — held in that undignified half-crouch, immobile. The only things permitted to her were small movements of her face, and the involuntary spasms of her hips.
"At this moment, Sion's body bears the Arousal Excitation spell, the Body Manipulation spell, and—"
The marking engraved on Sion's lower abdomen glowed faintly.
"—the Lewd Brand of Climax Control."
"Uh— nhh—!"
Between the brutal intensity of the forced climaxes and the total depletion of her stamina, Sion had lost all comprehension of what was being done to her body. Even when the instructor's magic activated, she couldn't sense what had changed. She only felt it — a sensation of being bound, constricted, wound tight by layer upon layer of complex Carnal Arcana.
"Now then, Leviar. Try using your Carnal Arcana again."
"…Sure~♡ As you wish~"
"Ngh?! …Hh—~~~~~~~~~~!!"
The tall girl smiled with knowing, provocative amusement, and brought her wand toward Sion's clitoris. Sion could do nothing but turn her face away — the only form of refusal left to her.
Vmmm—!
"AAAaaah♡?!♡!"
She had thought it was over. But hell had started again.
Sion threw her head back and writhed under the pleasure and vibration being poured into her clitoris.
"Ngh!! ♡…?!! Nnh— what?! What is— why— WHAT IS THIS?!"
Trembling, Sion thrashed in confusion.
"Ahahaha, you still haven't figured out what's happening to you?"
Though the pleasure being inflicted on her should have been enough to make her come, Sion couldn't climax — and she began to writhe.
"You'll understand soon enough. But fair warning — it's worse than before."
The tall girl gradually intensified the Carnal Arcana she was pouring over Sion's clitoris — the same way as before.
"Nh♡?!? Ngh— ugh! Uuuhhh—!"
In response, Sion's voice came out less like a scream and more like a helpless moan.
"Ahh— ♡ N-no— again— ngh?! ~~~~~~~~~~♡?! Wh-why— ngh… ngh!! I— I can't come?!"
"Sion. Describe the sensations in your body to the class in detail."
"Higuuh♡! Uuuuhh— ~~~~~~~~~~♡?!? NUaaah♡!!"
Even when the instructor gave the command, Sion couldn't respond. All she could do was endure the pleasure that felt ready to rupture her from the inside.
"Insubordination. One penalty point added."
"Ngh?!"
The instructor's words sent a chill through her. If she disobeyed an instruction, she would receive a penalty point. No one had told her this. No one had told her what accumulating penalty points would mean. But the fear of defying the instructor's commands had been ratcheted up another notch.
"Leviar. In place of this impertinent test subject, please explain her current condition to the class."
"Yes, ma'am."
The tall girl complied readily and, without pausing the Carnal Arcana, began explaining to her classmates.
"Right now, this girl can't come. It's because the instructor's Climax Control spell has taken over her orgasmic process."
"UuuuUuuuuguh~~~~~~~~~~♡!! ♡?!♡!"
Even as she spoke, the Carnal Arcana being inflicted on Sion didn't slow for a moment. If anything, it grew more irregular — varying in intensity and rhythm, grinding and kneading her clitoris with relentless stimulation.
"Eight times, nine times… ten times she's been brought to the edge and denied… there, eleven. Because the Carnal Arcana keeps hitting right at the peak of climax, she gets pushed right back to the edge almost immediately. Twelve. The arousal builds faster than when she was being made to come freely — but she absolutely can't tip over. She can't come."
"Nh♡?! HYAH?! Higuuuh?!"
Sion's head snapped back, her hips shaking. In short, rapid cycles, she was brought to the threshold of orgasm — then held there, denied, over and over. And through all of it, the vibration against her clitoris continued, trapping her in the same excruciating loop.
"The Lewd Brand of Climax Control shows the strength of the pleasure by how bright or dim it glows, and its light pulses with each denied climax — so… Aha♡ it's been flashing nonstop. And the color is deep red. Being tormented right at the edge, unable to tip over, must be absolute agony."
The very person inflicting Carnal Arcana on Sion was mocking her without a shred of shame.
And then she intensified the vibration against the clitoris even further.
"Ngh?!♡ I'm— I'm com— ing— ?! I CAN'T COME!! WHY— WHYYYY!! ~~~~♡?!?!"
The complex brand carved into Sion's lower abdomen pulsed intermittently — flushed red and flashing. Just as the tall girl had described, Sion was being edged over and over again without release.
Like a kettle brought to a boil, the pressure of pleasure building inside her body kept rising and rising with nowhere to go.
"But the true power of the Climax Control brand doesn't stop there. If you wanted, you could make her come over and over again — or lock her in a state of perpetual orgasm — or keep her like this, unable to come, and just leave her that way. For hours. Days. Weeks, if you wished."
"Hih—!!"
She said it less like an explanation to the class and more like a whisper directly into Sion's ear — a terrifying truth delivered intimately. In just a few minutes, Sion had already been made to suffer pleasure she had never imagined possible. The thought of this never ending made her spine go cold.
"At the instructor's sole discretion, you can be made to feel so good it would be better to be dead. The Carnal Arcana of brand engraving is frightfully powerful… once it's carved into you, it's over. You are made absolutely unable to resist."
"AH♡! AGUH! I'm gonna— ♡ STOP IT— ugiiiiiiiih♡♡♡!!!"
In no time at all, Sion's denied-climax count exceeded twenty. It had been less than three minutes since the tall girl had started explaining. At intervals of fewer than ten seconds, Sion was being edged — over and over and over.
"Good. A perfect explanation. To add — while the Lewd Brand has halted Sion's climaxes, the pleasure from each denied orgasm is not disappearing. It is accumulating inside her body. Let us visualize that."
The instructor pressed her wand to Sion's lower abdomen, and a number appeared at the center of the heart-shaped brand.
23… 24… 25.
The number, incrementing at intervals of a few seconds, showed the total count of Sion's denied climaxes. Against the pleasure the tall girl kept pouring into her, Sion had absolutely no ability to resist the orgasmic impulse.
"Gguh— ?! Ah! NGH, UGH! THIS— no— please— PLEASE STOP IT♡♡!!!"
"To put it simply: the exit for her pleasure has been sealed, and she can no longer release it. That this is more agonizing than freely being made to come… is apparent from her expression. The sensation is something like being looped through multiple overlapping layers of 'coming while being made to come again.'"
Sion's begging went completely unheeded. Seething with anger at the instructor's detached tone, barely able to form coherent words, Sion leaked copious amounts of arousal fluid.
The instructor, the tall girl, and every other student in the room treated Sion's words as no more meaningful than the sounds of livestock.
"This magic is commonly used in the torture and slave-breaking of witches. There are almost no means of enduring it. In exchange, the Carnal Arcana of brand engraving is extremely advanced — and if the target has magical resistance, success is difficult to achieve. In Sion's case, her magical resistance was very low, so it succeeded easily — but ordinarily, careful preparation is required."
Sion shook violently, convulsing, and glared at the tall girl who still hadn't stopped the Carnal Arcana.
"Fufu… don't glare at me. Did you want me to make you come more?"
"Nh♡?! Gyu— UGH! FUguuuuuUUU♡?!?!?!"
32… 33… 34… 35, 36…
The climaxes stored up equaled the number of times the students had made Sion come — and in half the time as before, the count kept climbing.
"Now — everyone use your Carnal Arcana on Sion."
"WHAT?!?!!"
Sion was struck speechless. She thought she had misheard. Surely the academy instructor — the person whose role it was to guide children — couldn't be giving an order that would break Sion. She was about to ask again.
But Sion was wrong.
To the instructor, Sion was no longer a student to teach and guide. She was simply teaching material. Not a person — a classroom supply.
"I have set the brand to release at exactly one hundred accumulated climaxes. If you can learn to sense the amount of pleasure being delivered to your target, that is excellent progress. Begin."
"Wha— ngh… NO! I don't want this— stop— hih?!"
Tap, tap, tap. Press. Grind. Brush.
Against her clitoris. Her chest. Her nipples. Her sex. Her sides. Her navel. Her rear.
Wands aimed at every part of her body.
Trailing across her skin. Pressing into her mucous membranes. Targeting wide swaths of her from a distance.
Every single student fixed Sion with eyes full of veiled cruelty, and activated their Carnal Arcana.
"Lies— stop it— nnh— NNOH♡!!? ♡♡"
Twenty simultaneous streams of Carnal Arcana flooded Sion's body.
In that instant, her vision went pink.
"AH— GAH! HIGYAAAH agiiii♡!!!"
41. 47. 53.
Edge, edge, edge. Almost, almost, almost. The number on her lower abdomen climbed at terrifying speed.
"The key is not to blast her with raw power — thread the magical energy along her erogenous nerve pathways. In her current edged state, you should be able to feel the difference. Carnal Arcana is more effective at close range, so work toward finding the best position to maximize your impact."
"I'm gonna—!! Ngh?! I CAN'T COME!! NNyaaah aaAAAAH♡!!"
55. 62. 71.
She screamed. No one stopped.
Crushed between twenty simultaneous layers of Carnal Arcana on one side and the instructor's Climax Control brand on the other, Sion's body felt like it was about to shatter.
"PLEASE STOP— please stop, please Instructor— LET ME COME!! I can't take any more please STOP—♡!!♡"
"Giving up so easily would be a problem. Penalty points added. On the other hand — you girls are talented. The accumulation rate is faster than I expected, so let us extend the climax release threshold to two hundred… no, three hundred."
"AAUUUU♡?!?!?!"
Her pleas were trampled in the worst possible way. The students began to mock Sion's anguish openly.
"Ahaha, don't cry like that. It's only the first lesson."
"It's okay, Sion. At this rate you'll probably get to come soon enough."
"Oh, she's already past one hundred. If you want to come faster, just work hard at feeling it. We'll make the spells stronger too."
"NGI♡!! NNguoh♡!! UUUOOOoooohh♡?!?!!♡♡!♡"
Sweat poured in rivulets from her overheated skin. No matter how much she screamed, the pleasure pouring into her had nowhere to escape. Her position couldn't be changed. Twenty wands kneaded her violently erect clitoris, rolled across her nipples, tickled her skin.
"Ah! Ugh! ♡ Hih! I'm coming!! NGI!! Just a little— please wait!! Stop the spells— I'M COMING!! I'm gonna go crazy——!!!"
She begged her classmates. The instructor was beyond reach — but surely the others, who had come here with the same dream of studying at this school, would stop.
"You're still coherent enough to beg, so you clearly have plenty left in you. Everyone — try making your spells stronger."
"Agreed. She's clearly desperate to come, so let's make her feel absolutely incredible and get her to climax fast."
"Come on — come for me… Hmm. Nipples don't get as strong a reaction as the clitoris, do they."
"That is because your Carnal Arcana is clumsy. Mine, on the other hand… there, she came. I propose a game — right nipple versus left nipple, whoever gets more climaxes by release time."
"Instructor, how long do the Lewd Brand and the Arousal Excitation spell last?"
"An excellent question. Fundamentally, they persist until the caster dispels them. Even if the spell is briefly halted, the formula inscribed on the target remains. Overwriting with a stronger Carnal Arcana, or forcing them to break through other means, is possible — but dispelling is never simple. All of you, be very careful never to receive another witch's Carnal Arcana. By 'this point' — it is already too late."
"AAAaaAAAAHhh♡ ~~~~~~~~~~♡?!♡♡♡!!!!"
Sion's desperate begging only served to accelerate the pleasure lynch mob. The instructor indicated Sion — a demonstration to the class that once it had come to this, it was already too late.
"AH! GUH! ♡ HIH! I'm COMING!! NGIIH!! Please just wait a little— please— stop the spells— I'M COMING!! It's going to break me——!!!"
A sensation like blood boiling. A scalding heat like being submerged in near-boiling water. She tried to lurch her hips away from the pleasure — only to find even more pleasure waiting where she fled.
"NGI!! GIH?! It's impossible! I can't do it anymore! I CAN'T STAY THIS WAY ANYMORE— LET ME COME! PLEASE JUST LET ME COME——!!"
She screamed, arching backward. The accumulated climax count had already surpassed two hundred. The pleasure rioted inside her body. Even if the Carnal Arcana had stopped right then, the sensation stored in her body couldn't be released.
"There is no 'can't.' You need only serve as the target of Carnal Arcana. The true limits of pleasure lie much further ahead — and Sion herself will experience them personally, from here on."
The instructor spoke ominously — and Sion, in her current state, could absorb barely half of it.
"Ah? Ah♡! Ah! Nah♡! HIGYAUNH♡♡!!"
The students around her began timing their spells together. Waves of intense pleasure shockwaves obliterated her thoughts, and the denied-climax count surged upward in great leaps.
"Now then — we are approaching three hundred. The pleasure equivalent would drive an ordinary person to the edge of madness — but as students of this academy, however nominally, you should be able to endure it."
"Ngh— gah… ngh! Hah, guh… ♡ uguuuuh~~~~~~~~~~♡?!"
At the instructor's signal, all Carnal Arcana halted at once.
The desperate expectation of release mixed with terror at pleasure too intense to bear. But Sion wasn't given a moment to prepare herself.
"Everyone aim for the clitoris. I will count — on my mark, all of you concentrate maximum-output Carnal Arcana simultaneously. Three… two… one…"
"No… please… NGH… NOOOO!!!"
Wand tips converged on her clitoris — swollen to nearly double its size from when the lesson had begun. And timed with the moment of climax release, every student unleashed their most powerful Carnal Arcana all at once.
"Zero."
"NGH♡?? …………………NGH~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♡?!♡♡♡!!!!"
In that instant, Sion's eyes went wide and she froze completely. A few seconds later, motionless, she quietly lost control of her bladder. About ten seconds after that, her hips began jerking — forward and back, forward and back.
"Ngi— COMING— nGuuuuuh♡!!!! ♡!!!!"
Release. Rupture. Climax.
A torrent of pleasure too immense to receive all at once.
"…That is exactly time. Today's Carnal Arcana session is concluded. Everyone return to your seats."
The instructor leveled her wand at Sion's clitoris.
In that instant, the arousal, the pleasure, and all physical restraints lifted simultaneously.
"AguH— ngh!! ~~~~~~~~~~♡?!"
Sion's knees buckled. She collapsed — her spine arching so sharply it creaked. A violent gush of fluid escaped her as the pleasure of a climax too deep to process burned through her.
The long-awaited release.
Three hundred accumulated climaxes, finally freed — surging all at once toward the only exit available.
She lost consciousness — only to be immediately slammed awake by the force of the orgasm.
"NGH KAHH— ngh?! ♡ I'm— COMING— ngh!! AAAaaAHhh♡?! …………NGH♡!!!"
She squirted straight up and was drenched by it herself as she writhed. The climaxes couldn't process fast enough. Even when she finally managed to shield her clitoris, the pleasure overflowing from inside her body gave her nowhere to hide.
She flooded the teacher's dais with arousal fluid and squirt — and through it all, Sion was tormented by nothing less than pleasure torture.
"Hiih! ♡ HiguUH♡! I'm— no— AH! COMING!? It— it won't stop?! I'M COMING!! I can't stop it——!!!"
One minute. Two minutes. Three minutes.
Her uncontrolled, thrashing climax was made into a spectacle for her female peers.
Even as the waves of accumulated orgasm finally began to weaken, pleasure that intense couldn't simply be processed and discarded. She curled on herself, unable to move — in a posture that resembled prostrating herself naked — shaking, shaking, writhing in the lingering echoes of orgasm.
"Hhyaahh… ~~~~~~~~~~♡, ah, hahh…… heuuuh♡"
But—
"Stand up."
"Ngh!!!"
The instructor gave her no time to recover.
Sion was on the verge of blacking out — but the cold command made her exhausted body snap taut. If she didn't comply, she would simply be controlled again by Body Manipulation magic. Sion's legs still shook and intermittent pulses of fluid still escaped her as she somehow, with tremendous effort, forced herself to her feet.
"Hmm… that level of climax should be enough to make a grown adult faint. To stand up unassisted — remarkable willpower. It seems your volunteering as a test subject was not unfounded."
"Ngh! Uuuuh… ngh!!"
She wanted to refute that — the lie about volunteering. It was an absurd thing to say, coming from the very person who had forced Sion into this position. But while her body was soaked in sweat and arousal fluid, disgusting and clammy, Sion somehow remained upright — wobbling like a newborn fawn.
"We will continue this lesson on another day. That concludes today's session. Sion — follow me as you are."
Sion followed the instructor out, spent and utterly hollow, still completely bare. The shame pressed into her back more heavily than when she had entered. The cold of the corridor floor seeped up through the soles of her bare feet.
"Next is the second-year class."
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Next: Episode 4 — "The Arousal Excitation Spell"