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The Leticia Academy of Arcane Arts held rigorous examinations upon entry, upon each advancement in grade, and upon graduation.
Of the four total exams, the entrance examination was the easiest. Talent was the only criterion — lineage and birth were not considered.
The advancement exams were purely meritocratic. Fail, and you could not advance, no matter how many years you spent trying.
Naturally, first-years were the most numerous, second-years fewer, and third-years the smallest class of all.
Class size was twenty students per room. Twelve classes of first-years. Half that for second-years. Third-years had a single class — and fewer than twenty at that.
The difficulty of the advancement examinations could be inferred from those numbers alone.
To clear the graduation examination was to be formally recognized as a witch. It was said that the graduation exam was difficult enough that passing it qualified a student to remain at the academy as an instructor.
In the long history of the Leticia Academy of Arcane Arts, fewer than five students had ever passed all four examinations on the first attempt.
One of those was the third-year instructor — known as the Witch of Dark Shadows.
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"We begin."
"…Wh — ah…"
The third-year classroom Sion entered for the first time was astonishingly spacious. The ceiling was so high she had to crane her neck just to see it. The seating was arranged in a semicircle around the elevated instructor's platform at the front. Thirteen female students sat scattered throughout, spaced well apart.
"Today we continue advanced Carnal Arcana. This is Sion — she will serve as the teaching material."
The atmosphere was different from the lower-year classes. Neither students nor instructor wasted words. The instructor's voice was soft, yet it carried — ringing through the quiet room.
"First—"
"Ngh… what is… this?"
The instructor drew a slow circle with her wand. At the same moment, a dark reddish-black magical essence began to curl around Sion's skin.
"No — stop!"
She didn't know what it was. But instinct told her immediately that it was something wrong. Sion, locked at attention and unable to move, had no way of stopping it.
"Hih?! Uuuuh~~~~~~~~~~!!"
The magical essence seeped slowly into Sion's entire body, and a dark reddish-black pattern rose to the surface at her neck. She couldn't see it — but it was a complex, powerful, and wicked Lewd Brand. From it, thirteen chains of magical force grew and extended outward — one toward each of the thirteen third-year students.
"I have made it so that your sensations are quantified and transmitted to every student in the class. Climax count, pleasure volume, erogenous sensitivity level, weak points — even the degree of stimulation you are currently experiencing will be completely transparent."
"What?! Why would you — I never agreed to—"
Sion's face went scarlet as she protested. Even being seen naked, even knowing she was about to be made to come endlessly — having her internal state laid completely bare like this was a humiliation beyond what she could stand. But the instructor ignored her and continued.
"I can monitor all thirteen students' magic individually. I can determine who produced how much pleasure, and how effective it was. I will evaluate those who succeed in delivering stronger pleasure to her."
"Ngh—!"
The students were given a direct incentive to torment Sion as hard as possible.
"Producing more climaxes is one approach — but refraining from allowing climax increases sensitivity and deepens arousal. Consider her weak points and responses to different stimulation. Work to find the most effective way to deliver pleasure."
Methodically, quietly, the methods of tormenting Sion were laid out.
An instructor and upperclassmen with abilities far beyond her own — pursuing it in an official lesson, as a component of academic study — aimed Carnal Arcana at Sion.
"Uuuh… ngh…!!"
The impulse to flee seized her. But her legs wouldn't move. She couldn't tell if it was the Body Manipulation spell or pure terror. She had the visceral sensation of thirteen hands — fourteen, counting the instructor — holding her reins.
"I would prefer to give every student access to a teaching material — but test subjects for Carnal Arcana are scarce. She will serve as the practice target for all of you."
"Wait — please! This isn't — I haven't — ah…"
Trembling, she tried to appeal to someone, anyone. But not a single person in the room felt even a flicker of sympathy for Sion. She understood that before she even finished speaking.
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"The defining characteristic of Carnal Arcana is that it bypasses the target's defenses and countermeasures. This also makes it more difficult to control — and to neutralize an opponent instantaneously, each of you must continue refining your craft."
The gap between first-year and second-year Carnal Arcana had already been enormous. The Carnal Arcana wielded by the uppermost class was stronger still — each form shaped and evolved differently according to the wielder. Far beyond the basic spells that simply delivered sensation or forced climax.
"Those who succeed in delivering lethal pleasure damage to her will pass the advanced Carnal Arcana module."
"Ngh?! L-lethal…?"
"Don't worry — I will restore this valuable teaching material as needed so she does not actually die partway through. She will simply experience lethal levels of pleasure in a perpetually recovered state. Be at ease."
There was nothing to be at ease about.
From here on, Sion would be killed by pleasure her body couldn't survive. Probably multiple times. Perhaps thirteen times. Perhaps more.
The heat flushed from her body as the blood drained out of it.
"You will each take turns using your magic on her. Decide when to participate based on the nature of your own arcane style. Those who wish to go first — step forward."
"P-please, Instructor… I didn't do anything…!"
"…Mm?"
Violet eyes peered out from beneath the broad black brim.
"I-it wasn't me… I'm being falsely accused! I didn't do anything and suddenly—"
The words spilled out like a breaking dam. No one had listened to her — but the contract was wrong in the first place. There was no reason an innocent Sion should be used up as a Carnal Arcana test subject. And she had certainly never been told she would be subjected to pleasure attacks severe enough to kill her.
"Someone framed me, and—"
She was so intent on appealing to the instructor that she didn't notice the coldness in those violet eyes.
A pink flash shot from the tip of the instructor's wand.
"NGIIH?!♡"
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Sion's clitoris was pierced through in an instant. She squirted and climaxed. The events registered to her, one by one, a beat too late.
"Be silent."
"~IIIIGUUUUH?!♡"
Unlike any other instructor or student before her. The brief flash that ended in a moment — this didn't end. The sharp pink blade of light that had shot from the wand tip continued to glow as it held Sion in place.
And in time with the motion of the instructor's wand, Sion's body was slowly lifted — and flipped upside down.
"AGAAAH?!♡! COMING?! IGUUUH?!♡ NNOOH OH?!♡♡!!"
Writhing in extraordinary pleasure, both arms and both legs were pulled apart with a slow, relentless force — stretched out into a spread-eagle, pulled wide.
Suspended naked and upside-down, helpless and restrained — her lower abdomen was slowly, methodically roasted by Carnal Arcana.
"IGUING COMING COMING?! IGUUUUUUUH?! UGYAAAH AAAAAH?!♡♡♡♡!!!!!"
"You—"
Down from her navel, toward her solar plexus.
"—crying out at this late stage—"
Up the center of her chest to her collarbone, then her throat.
"—is only evidence that you refuse to accept your own crimes."
There, it stopped briefly.
"AGAAAH?! HIEEUH?!♡!! UGHOOOOOOH?!?!♡!♡"
(The coming — won't stop!! Even though I'm still coming, another one—!!)
Throughout all of this, Sion had not stopped climaxing. She couldn't advance past the peak, couldn't come down from it. From between her legs, great pulses of fluid burst and soaked her own soft skin as she hung.
"If you have evidence that you are truly innocent, perhaps you could present it. If not — silence would be more prudent. If you are deemed insufficiently repentant, additional punishment may follow."
"NGI?!♡ STOP IT?! NNGUAAAH?!♡♡♡!!"
The Carnal Arcana that had made Sion climax in an instant continued firing — layering devastating orgasms on top of one another. The moment one climax began, the next and then the one after were already arriving. Her body was being made to come before her mind could register what was happening.
"Evidence of guilt has already been acknowledged. You yourself acknowledged it, and entered into a contract with the academy. Claims at this point that the process was unjust will only bring significant disadvantage upon yourself. Do you understand?"
"YESH! I UNDERSHTAND!! FORGIVE ME!! STOP IT!! I UNDERSHTAND SO STOP THE COMING PLEEEEEASE?!♡!!! ♡!!♡!!"
Suspended upside-down, she lurched her hips forward and back, shook her head wildly, convulsed and screamed.
Even so, the instructor did not stop the Carnal Arcana.
Left nipple. Right nipple. Armpits. Solar plexus.
Now the target shifted irregularly, and the light crept upward again, slowly.
"AAOOOH?!♡♡ UGOH?!♡ GUUUUUUH?!♡♡♡!!"
Her body rotated — and from behind, the pink blade of light struck her spine.
"IGYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH?!♡♡"
The sensation of her own spine being brought to a boil from the inside. She squirted violently, and was driven into a deeper climax still.
"Furthermore — refusing to accept your own guilt, and attempting to place that guilt on another, is extremely unacceptable behavior. You have been given an opportunity for atonement, and to squander it with such foolishness is deeply regrettable."
"NGH?! UGHOOOOOOH?!♡♡!!! ♡♡♡!!"
Aimed at her anus — and held there.
Forced to climax through an excretory organ.
"Unfortunately, I can only conclude that you do not understand your own position. Do you have anything to say?"
Hanging upside-down with her back to the instructor, Sion had no idea where the next strike would come from, or what expression the instructor wore. Intense terror and pleasure even more intense than the terror. She had no choice but to scream whatever words the instructor was probably looking for.
"~~?!♡!!! I'M SHORRY!! SHORRY FOR WHAT I DID!! IT WUZ MY FAULT!! I'M SHORRY!!♡ COMING STOP THE COMING PLEEEEASE!! NGIIIIIIH?!♡♡♡!!!!"
She tried to thrash her arms and legs — the Body Manipulation spell held. Suspended upside-down, limbs stretched to their limits, even the webs between her fingers forced open. No matter the agony, she was held in midair, nailed in place, allowed to protect nothing.
She had lost count of how many times she had come.
"I'm glad you understand. However, your phrasing is inappropriate. Since you are being used as a Carnal Arcana test subject, the correct thing to say is 'thank you.'"
"IGIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH~~~~~~~~~~♡♡♡?!?!?!!!"
She was rotated again — right-side-up, facing forward. Finally released from the upside-down suspension — but the moment her clitoris faced forward, it was pierced by high-output Carnal Arcana straight on.
"IGING COMING COMING NGI GUUUUUUUH?!♡!!♡♡♡!!!!"
(My clitoris is burning!! It's going to char!!)
Eyes wide, screaming. The impact of a brand being pressed directly into her. The sound of sweat evaporating with a sizzle. The pleasure traffic-jammed inside her — her body sent danger signals.
"NO MORE PLEASE FORGIVE ME PLEASE?!♡♡!!!! ~~~~~~~~~~?!♡!!!!"
Ten seconds. Twenty seconds.
"…Well. She is only a first-year. Wasting any more class time is inadvisable. Ten additional penalty points — I'll consider that sufficient leniency."
"~~NGH♡♡♡… guh… heh… ♡…"
The instructor lowered her wand. The light vanished — and Sion's body dropped. She landed with a splat in the puddle of arousal fluid that had formed beneath her in the brief time she'd been suspended.
"Now — who would like to go first? The amount of pleasure she just experienced should have been transmitted to all of you — that is the minimum threshold. I want to see not only straightforward Carnal Arcana, but original techniques of your own devising."
"~…♡!… ngh♡… ~~♡"
The instructor, paying no attention whatsoever to Sion's debased state, began to prompt the students. After just the instructor's brief reprimand alone, Sion was already at her absolute limit. The climaxes hadn't even finished yet. She had been driven to madness by the Carnal Arcana of the first and second-year classes — her strength was long gone. The Arousal Excitation spell had been stacked multiple times, and Lewd Brands had been inscribed. Her sensitivity had been honed to the extreme. She had no means of defending herself whatsoever.
And into that body, the Carnal Arcana of the most senior students in the academy was about to be driven.
"Instructor — may I go first?"
One student volunteered.
She was given no meaningful rest.
"Go ahead. Do as you like."
The instructor aimed her own wand briefly at Sion — and Body Manipulation moved her body again.
"Ngh… uuaah… ngh—"
Her barely-conscious body was forced upright. Both hands behind her head. Legs spread wide in an undignified squat, forced to hold the posture. A position that exposed every weakness completely, allowed her to protect nothing.
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"Ah — I nearly forgot."
"~~?! AAAAAAAAH~~~~~~~~~~?!♡!?! ♡♡♡?!?!!♡♡♡"
A clear, ringing tone — and a dark reddish-black light bathed Sion's body.
In that instant, Sion was enveloped in a level of pleasure that defied all description.
The Arousal Excitation spell. But at an output incomparably higher than anything used on her before.
Inside her head, she heard the sound of nerves snapping apart.
Her sensitivity was multiplied several times over — dozens of times over — and her need to come was amplified even beyond that.
"I've made her sensitive enough to come from a breath of air alone — but made it so that no matter how many times she comes, she cannot be fully satisfied. I've also removed the upper limit on her sensitivity. For the duration of this class, she can experience pleasure without limit."
(Aaaaah!! My body — something's wrong with my body?! It's aching!! It's too much!! The pleasure is so intense it hurts!! I can't breathe — I can't breathe!! If they touch me while I'm like this—)
Without anyone touching her, the very movement of air across her skin was already a tickle. It radiated from her core outward through her whole body, and the ache flowed back inward from every inch of skin.
Simply breathing in and out sent pleasure cascading through her.
She was still reeling from the unbearable arousal she didn't know how to endure — and already the next hell was beginning.
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Next: Episode 8 — "The Forbidden Lewd Curse"