Date: Mon, 06 Feb 2006 12:17:36 +0000
From: leigh clyde <lclyde17@hotmail.com>
Subject: Beyond Hogwarts

Subject:  (lesbian / authoritarian / adult youth, spoof, FF, GG MG reluc,
group, oral, orgy, virg)

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Beyond Hogwarts - Dianic Craft College

We take up the story as the young adult Hermione Granger and Virginia
(Ginny) Weasley's, along with the other female pupils from Hogwarts,
education has now progressed to the Dianic Craft College. The year is 1997.
The word craft in the title of the College has nothing to do with turning
wood or making clay pots but rather the ancient craft, that is witchcraft.
It was named in honour of the moon goddess Diana.
It's late September but the weather is mild and pleasant due to the setting
of the college in a sunbathed valley in England on the coast of south Devon,
warmed by the Gulf Stream. The students had arrived over the weekend, rested
on Monday in the oak panelled Halls of Residence, the students being dived
between the east wing and west wing. They were issued with their green
cloaks, a new broomstick and a map of the College.
Their first lecture was held outside on Tuesday at noon in the Great Henge,
a wooden structure set in the College grounds. Similar to Stonehenge in
Wiltshire but made of oak and forming a complete circle. A large old stone
formed the alter in front of which the Principle addressed them.
Those assembled number only the thirty-nine new students and four members of
staff. This was an exclusive College, only for the star female pupils of
Hogwarts and the other schools of witchcraft and wizardry.
The Principle, also known as the High Priestess was wearing a magnificent
gown covered in mystical symbols. She spoke in a crystal-clear voice,
something like a Shakespearian actress. She only spoke for some ten minutes
but during that time she was able to quickly explain that the College was in
fact an exclusive and ancient grand coven and they were in the privilege
position of being its apprentices. If they had the natural ability to learn
the Craft and follow the ancient ways they would be accepted into the coven
for all eternity. Failure to attain this goal was not an option, the pagan
world looked to them for inspiration and guidance.
He then introduced the other four tutors, all of whom were priestesses in
the Sacred and Most Ancient Coven of Diana.
Hermione's eye was strangely drawn to one tutor who seemed to stand out from
the rest. She was Ms Virginia Rubster.  She seemed to radiate a special aura
and Hermione felt herself almost floating toward her. It was only a cough
from a fellow student that made her grounded again.




The students did their best not to giggle when the names of the other staff
members were announced, Alison Caeus, Sophia Apple and Charity Aphrodite.
They knew from experience that there would be a special meaning to their
names. `The world laughs at the things they do not understand.'  The final
words of the Principle's address before departing the Henge rang in their
ears.
The rest of the day they were left to explore the library and spacious
grounds of the College. The next day would be the first real day of study.
Hermione and Ginny Weasley chatted as they walked away from the Henge.

`What do you think the Principle meant when she said what we had learnt in
the past was just silly childish games?' questioned Ginny.
`I don't really know!' advised Hermione wisely and thoughtfully.
`But I think she might be saying that we should expect the unexpected!'
Which did little to address Ginny's concerns.


First Lessons
The new students were issued with their timetables that evening, Hermione
pinned hers to the little notice board in her snug little room and settled
down for the night. She picked up her new broomstick and carefully examined
it. It was superior to the one she had at school being larger and more
robust. Her hands run along its smooth ash handle and Hermione noticed that
its girth was more generous than her old broom, in fact she could hardly get
her fingertips to touch when gripping around it. The broom was also more
crafted and ornate, having a rounded shaped end with strange ribbed carving,
Hermione then blushed and giggled and realised that it looked a little like
a penis from her biology textbook! She then noticed the small advisory
leaflet attached to warning to try any magic until instructed by a suitable
person and placed it back in the corner of the room.

She rose for breakfast and joined the other students I the dining hall. Soon
it was 9 o'clock and time to attend her first lecture.
To her amazement standing in front of the small lecture theatre was Ms
Virginia Rubster! Hermione felt herself blush and gulp.
`Why is this?' she thought.
Ms Rubster launched into her lecture,
`We believe that the way of practicing the Art of Magic is to be as free as
possible of all moral dogma and rules, and to follow a way solely oriented
to personal discovery.' She paused.
`Our practice aims to assimilate and then surpass the limited approaches to
Magic which has hallmarked the manmade laws and traditions and shackles us
to the past Magic is by its nature beyond our full comprehension, and beyond
our ability to predict what direction it will often take.'
Hermione was somewhat perturbed by these sentiments.
`...free of all moral dogma and rules...' she pondered
`rejecting manmade laws and traditions...' she repeated  in her mind.
The lecture continued for a good hour, full of similar ideas which seemed to
the new student both outrageous and chaotic.
As she left the theatre the new radical ideas sun through Hermione's head.
She remembered what the principle had said in her address,
`What you learnt in the past were just silly childish games...'
It was clear to her they were all going to be challenged during their time
at Di's. She tried to focus her mind and soul on preparing for mysteries
unknown,  and to put behind her any ideas or thoughts that might impinge the
opening her inner-self and whole being to the future and enlightenment.

The Chosen Ones
The days passed by with various lectures and much time spent in the library
and the apocrypha's garden, seeking to learn the properties of the various
herbs used in magic potions. To Hermione these activities all seemed dull
and boring compared to the lecture by Ms Rubster. She found herself even
dreaming of her favourite tutor and felt her heart race whenever she spied
her. Today she would be attending another of her lectures and Hermione
arrived early in the theatre to get a good seat near the front of the class.
The room gradually filled up.
Ms Rubster waited until all ten students were present before breezing into
the room and taking her place at the lectern.
She welcomed them and then opened her mouth, Hermione waiting on every
breath.






`Wicca, the old word for witchcraft, began in pre-history as ritual
associated with fire, the hunt, fertility, plant propagation, life and death
and the curing of disease.' She stated.
`This developed into a religion which recognized a Supreme Deity, but
realized that at their state of evolution, they `were incapable of
understanding it'. Instead, they worshipped what might be termed
`under-gods': such as the goddess of female sexuality, Diana to give her one
of her many names.'
`Wiccan's continued their moon based worship, even as the mainly sun based
faith of priests, the druids, developed and evolved into the dominant
religion of the Celts in Europe at about 800BC. Wiccan beliefs in England
survived the Roman, Saxon and Norman invasions by going underground. It
suffered major losses during the Christian genocide into the 18th century.'

Hermione was reminded of the persecution suffered by those the followed the
old true religions but was intrigued to find out more about the goddess
Dianna - the Queen of Heaven, and wanted to learn more of the old ways which
had been lost due to corruption and misinterpretation.

Ms Rubster then told them that they way to further enlightenment was
thorough the Great Rite. This was one of the almost lost rituals of
pre-history. Through studying this ritual and rehearsing it they might
become the keepers of it. They being women were the priestesses who
traditionally would have lead the old pagan world. A matriarchal system
rather than a patriarchal one. One in which the female figure was honoured
over the masculine one.

Thus began the road to understanding which Hermione and the other specially
chosen female students were to embark upon. They were to carry out their
learning in a special room set aside in the north wing to which no one else
would be allowed to enter. They would be free there to read,  discuss, and
share experiences and learning. It was here they would discover through
openness the secrets of the Great Rite, practice it until perfect. Once
fully converse they would then carry it out in the Henge on the Summer
Solstice at midsummer's night. This was to occur at midnight on 21st June
some nine months away.




June was a very special month for the moon goodness as it was named in her
honour - Juno the Roman Great Mother Goddess  also known in ancient Greece
as Hera the Queen of Heaven. This coming Solstice was extra special as that
night would be a full moon and fall on a Monday -- the moon's day. Someone
would be chosen to take on the persona of the goddess, consisting with Her
in truly intimate level, This student would become the Queen of the Sabbat.

Hermione went to the library and looked up the festival, to remind herself
of the meaning of this special day. She found an old leather bound book
entitled Old Traditions and took it from the shelf. She flicked gently
through its yellowing pages and found the listing for the Solstice...

As the sun spirals its longest dance,
Cleanse us
As nature shows bounty and fertility
Bless us
Let all things live with loving intent
And to fulfill their truest destiny


Solstice, Midsummer or Litha means a stopping or standing still of the sun.
It is the longest day of the year and the time when the sun is at its
maximum elevation.

This date has had spiritual significance for thousands of years as humans
have been amazed by the great power of the sun. The Celts celebrated with
bonfires that would add to the sun's energy.
Wiccan's  are in awe of the incredible strength of the sun and the divine
powers that create life. For people of old this spoke in the Wheel of the
Year is a significant point. The Goddess took over the earth from the horned
God at the beginning of spring and she is now at the height of her power.
The people of old would hold small ceremonies in open spaces, everywhere
from gardens to woodlands.
Hermione drank in the words and read them at least three times just to make
sure she had not missed anything. She began to understand the deeper
knowledge that she must attain and looked forward to the challenge ahead
particularly as it involved Virginia Rubster!

New Home
The students reported at the entrance to the north wing. They were meet by
Virginia Rubster who unlocked the impressive door at its entrance. Once
inside the entered through another door and then another before entering a
very spacious room. They were then introduced to her two readers, who it was
explained would be assisting the students in their arduous task. The
students had not set eyes on the two women before. It was explained that the
two top students from this set were given the honour of being readers for a
year after graduating. Both Harmony Chalice and Liberty Fallow had achieved
this goal. They now assisted and tutored the most gifted of students and
carried out their own private research in their spare time.
Hermione and Ginny looked the readers up and down. They were about thee
years older than themselves. One blonde the other auburn like Ms Rubster.
The both wore long flowing white gowns under which could clearly be seen
white thin dresses fasted down the bodice with a thin ornate rope. As they
walked towards them and Ginny could see the split up one side of the garment
to give greater freedom of movement. On their feet were white cotton
slippers and the young women seemed to almost glide across the parquet floor
in them. Hermione thought that they had the grace of ballet dancers.
Ms Rubster showed the students around the large room. It had a good
selection of books and manuscripts and some tables around its perimeter. The
fast majority of the floor space was empty. This she explained was for
practicing rituals and learning magical dances and acts. In one corner
Hermione  noticed a pile of gym mats which she presumed were fro some kind
of dancing or warm-up exercises. There were a number of locked large
cupboards around the room to which no mention was made.
It was then explained to the ten students that this building would be there
new home for the next nine months. They were to bring their possessions to
their new rooms. This they did. Unlike their former accommodation the
students had to share their rooms with another. Hermione was to find that
her roommate was to be Ginny.
They unpacked and went to find the washrooms chatting about their good luck
in being chosen.

The Gowning
The next morning they made their way to the Dinning room to find that they
now had their own special table. Other students had heard of their elevated
position and seemed to look on in awe.
After eating they returned to the north wing and were joined by Ms Rubster.
She gathered around the tables and spoke a few words and then handed out a
sheet of paper which explained the basic outline of the Great Rite.
`The readers will guide you through each piece of this fascinating ritual.
Use you intuitiveness and let them guide you when you are unsure.' She
advised and then left.
The two readers entered the room as Ms Rubster left, their long hair and
gowns flowing behind them revealing their sheer cotton dresses and thigh
high slits. Hermione could not fail to notice that by the way their breasts
were highlighted through the thin fabric that they were not wearing any
bras, vests or slips! She felt herself glowing with embarrassment and
quickly averted her gaze. Ginny's attention had been caught by their
unusual cotton slippers and then her eyes moved naturally up their bodies.
She noticed the thigh length slit up one side of their white dresses. Her
eyes continued to scan upward. To her horror she then speid from her seated
position that Harmony, the blonde reader, had no undergarments covering her
lower body! Ginny clearly saw her mound of golden hair completely uncovered
and felt her jaw drop!
Ginny's complexion went almost as red as her hair and quickly glanced back
down at the floor! Both girls wondered if their classmates had noticed the
same shocking things.
The two readers now stood in front of the students completely unabashed at
their skimpy outfits, now almost covered by their white capes.







Liberty then spoke,
`To be able to carry out the physical part of the ritual you will need to
get changed. We have prepared your attire. It is laid out for you in the
gowning room over there.' She said pointing to a small door.
The students got up and filed over to the door and entered the gowning room.
It looked much like a cloakroom and laying on the wooden benches below the
cloths pegs were individual brown paper parcels tied up with string. Each
one with a student's name on.

The students gingerly untied the parcels. In each one was a white flimsy
dress similar to those worn by Harmony and Liberty.
Harmony then entered the room and made a quick announcement,
`Take off all your earthly clothing and put on the ritual gowns. Then put on
your cloaks and come back in the main room.'
With that statement she quickly left leaving the students looking a little
stunned. For those girls who had not caught sight of the skimpy gowns
previously it was more of a shock. Hermione and Ginny were not too
surprised.
What crossed all their minds was the new experience of seeing others
undressed in front of them and exposing themselves to others. Undressing was
always done in the dark at Hogwarts and privacy seemed an unwritten rule.
Tentatively they all began removing jeans and dresses, skirts and trousers,
blouses, tee-shirts and jumpers. Once down to their  bras and knickers they
put on the white threadlike gowns. They then all seemed to looked around
hoping for some guidance or leadership. Who would go first? Was the question
on everyone's mind.

















A lesson in Obedience

It was Angelina Johnson who spoke tentatively suggesting that maybe they
wouldn't mind if,  `undies remained.'

Hermione quickly reminded them of the things they had learn about being open
to new, even chaotic and radical ideas.
`I for one am not going to hold back on gaining knowledge of the old ways!'
she stated boldly. She then bent slightly forward, reached up inside the
garment and took hold of her light blue cotton knickers and pulled them to
her angles. Stepping out of them and placing them on the bench with the
other earthly clothing. Next she turned her back other classmates loosened
the cords on the front of the gown and pulled it down to her waist, She then
slipped off her white 34b lacy bra dropping it on the clothes pile before
pulling the gown back into position and fastening the ornate strings. She
took her cloak from the hook and placed about her shoulders, wrapped herself
in it and turned around and faced the class.

Four of the girls then followed suit including Ginny. An interesting array
of knickers and various sizes of bras fell onto the clothing piles as
Hermione looked on trying not to be smug.

However the other five students decided to follow the counsel of the
assertive and attractive Caribbean girl -Angelina Johnson - and keep their
undergarments firmly in place.

Hermione then lead the way back into the main room. Waiting for them were
Liberty and Harmony with hand on hips and minus their capes. For those
students who had failed to notice their lack of underwear some ten minutes
earlier now had a clear vision of their shapely womanly bodies.

The students were now requested to stand in a circle facing inward. Liberty
was within the circle whilst Harmony glided around the outside.








Liberty spoke,
`Ladies, please remove your cloaks.'
A number of gulps could be heard  immediately after the command was given.
Slowly cloaks began to fall to the grown behind the students. Liberty picked
them up and placed them on a nearby table. As the cloaks fell it was easy to
see who had obeyed the instructions and who hadn't!
`I see,' said Liberty, flicking her blonde locks from her eyes, `...that some
students choose to disobey me!'
`Step into the middle of the circle those who broke this command.' She
continued.
Harmony then left the inner circle and stood next to Liberty.
`You now have the opportunity to correct your disobedience or be banished
from this set!' Stated Liberty in an assertive way.
The girls looked to their `leader' Angelina Johnson for guidance. She in
turn looked around at her foolish followers seeking some lead.
`Do we have to wait an eternity for you to act and correct your mistake?'
questioned Harmony almost sarcastically.
`Shall we ask one of our most highly recommended new students for her
opinion?' Asked Harmony preening her long dark hair.
Before anyone dared to answer the rhetorical question she continued,
`Well, Miss Granger what do you think?'
Hermione was shocked and at the same time flattered. They were asking her?
She quickly realised that she had to answer and not let her reputation down.
`I think they should remove all their earthly clothing as quickly as
possible!' came her sharp reply.
`Yes, I think you are right Miss Granger. But I think that Miss Johnson
should lead the way as an example to her simple followers, don't you?'
Again Hermione replied quickly with a sharp, `Yes Miss!'
Harmony then spoke again,
`I think the problem may be that Miss Johnson doesn't understand English
very well. Could be that were she comes from they have a different
understanding of the same words?' she jested.
This raised a smile from those who had followed Hermione but not from those
who had followed Angelina.
`I think we need two model students to assist her in this task, Miss Granger
please choose a fellow student.' Continued Harmony thrusting forward her
chest to make the point. Which further accentuated her dark nipples through
the thin fabric of the gown.
Hermione had no difficulty in announcing Ginny for the job which brought a
welcome smile from the Readers.
Humility

However, Hermione and Ginny had not bargained for was what was to occur as
Harmony told them to undo their gowns and reveal what Angelina  and her
cohorts should have been wearing under their white garments!

Ginny looked at Hermione like a lost puppy almost cursing her friend for
choosing her. Hermione looked at Ginny her eyes pleading for forgiveness and
looking for a way out.

Hermione knew what she had to do. If she was going to succeed she had to
forget  morals and manmade rules and grasp this nettle with both hands. For
whilst the nettle might sting, it brings with it great healing worth all the
pain. She remembered reading in a old herbal.

Quickly she loosened the cords on the bodice of the gown and pulled it open
exposing her pert white breasts to those she was facing including the two
readers. She looked slightly above them all so not to catch anyone's
disapproving eye. She then allowed the natural energy of gravity to carry
her garment to the floor revealing her mousy mound and shapely buttocks to
the onlookers. Bravely she stood their allowing ogling eyes to burn into
her. Hermione felt they could do her no harm she was protected by a greater
force.
Ginny seeing her friend's bravery gulped and followed her example. She too
took hold of the strands loosened them and pulled open the bodice revealing
her slimmer figure and smaller slightly pointed breasts covered with a few
freckles. Her nipples were almost red unlike Hermione's  which were pink.
Down slid the gown revealing her small naked body complete with a shock of
red pubic hair and freckly bottom. Thankfully her long red main of hair fell
onto her breasts giving her a little modesty.

The two girls stood naked, trembling slightly but proud for what seemed like
an age. They then heard the familiar voice of Liberty.
`Now, go and undress Miss Angelina Johnson.'

They quickly took the three or so paces towards the worried young woman.
Hermione took the lead and started to undo the cords on the bodice whilst
Ginny looked on. The both slipped the gown off her shoulders and it fell to
the floor. Ginny walked around to her back and started to undo the clasps on
her 32b silky white bra. Soon it was free and Hermione pulled it forward and
off.

Ginny then took a firm grasp on the pink panties, which were trimmed with
white lace. She knelt down and began to gently pull them towards the floor,
Hermione knelt in front of the young woman and assisted. Both friends forgot
their initial embarrassment and awkwardness of being naked. Now it seemed
almost natural.

What Hermione hadn't banked on was that Angelina Johnson,  this tall
attractive black girl, being a keen gymnast and swimmer was in the habit of
shaving off all her pubic hair. Soon the offending panties were down and off
and her shaved womanly area was on view for most to see.

The others were then ordered to gather around the naked students and see
what they should or shouldn't be wearing under their gowns. All three were
then permitted to put back on the gowns. The remaining wrongly attired girls
were let off with a warning and sent back to the gowning room to remove
their underwear.

The lesson then got underway with breathing, relaxation and meditation
techniques for some two hours.


Natural Dance

Many weeks followed with not much to challenge the students. They were
thought how to make old remedies and magic spells using the herbs and roots
from the apocrypha's garden. The continued to learn and improve their
breathing, relaxation and mediation techniques.
Today was something different the concepts of natural dance. Various magical
sounds filled the air of the hall when the students entered wearing their
now familiar whiter gowns. They now saw the sense in them. They gave the
wearing freedom of movement and a feeling of naturalness. The realised that
not wearing manmade artificial and mass-produced worldly goods did get them
away from the trapping of mans' world. Their gowns did bring them closer to
nature and the spirit.
They needed little instruction before he light music and mystical heady
atmosphere guided them into movement. They had been given special white
slippers which seemed to assist in the process.
Soon they were dancing in groups, holding hands and embracing and exchanging
the occasion kiss on the cheek. The readers moved amongst them guiding and
helping their movements.
Hermione noticed through a haze Liberty gliding toward her like an angle or
a fairy. Her flowing almost white hair streaming behind her as though is
slow motion. She felt her embrace her around the waist and then her hand
seemed to float down to her leg and then up again finding the slit in her
gown. Was she dreaming or was this real? Somehow she didn't care, she didn't
know. She hand continued up inside her garment until it gently squeezed her
bare buttock before withdrawing. Then she floated away towards someone else.
Meanwhile Ginny was rolling gently on a gym mat with Hannah Abbott cradling
each other in each other's arms. They both noticed Harmony sliding towards
them and felt her embrace them and kissing them both gently on their
foreheads and then their lips. Her hands drifted onto Hannah's  gown bodice
and with Ginny's help is feel undone. Harmony's soft hand seemed to float
inside and gently caress the young woman's well-formed heaving breasts
before she too floated away.

As the weeks went on the music became more manic, more chaotic and the
atmosphere more dazed. Bodies heaved in masses gowns often undone or
removed. Breasts and buttocks bared and touched. After each lesson the
students found it difficult to apprehend what had happened. They just felt a
great sense of peace and wellbeing. Unknown to them they had also felt quite
a lot of Harmony and she of them. Liberty preferred to look on observing
whilst masturbating to the erotic site in front of her. However, the readers
always kept the activities under some control. Gentle touching was permitted
of breasts and buttocks but not of the very intimate areas. Kissing was
allowed but not with open mouths. Students were not permitted to masturbate
themselves or each other. She particularly enjoyed watching Hermione 34 inch
perfectly rounded breasts break free from the constraints of her garment
when dancing with Hannah Abbott. Her long blonde hair, pale skin and brown
eyes, somehow complimented the darker complexion of Hermione. Hannah also
had an endearing small mole on the side of her neck. Her Oval shaped face
that girlishly blushed too often, usually cast with an expression of keen
bravado, somehow set a wonderful erotic scene.




The Anointing

When ever a new subject was added to the curriculum the established ones
also continued. This gave the students less free time but it kept their new
skills fresh in their minds or subconscious.
A new skill was now to be mastered. Having harvested various plants and
distilled them they now had a chance to learn how to massage and apply the
various ointments and essential oils,
The students were put in pairs and one of the couple would be the anointed
one whilst the other would be the anointee. The anointee would lay on a mat
and remove their gown. Something which they all still felt ill at ease with
when not under the influence of external forces such as during the Natural
Dance sessions.
Once naked they were covered with a large white towel and the instruction
began.  Each part of the body was exposed  in turn and gently covered in
warm oil warmed lovingly I the applicants hand. The hands then glided up
each arm and leg in turn apply erotic and exotic essential oils. It took
some weeks before they had mastered the face and limbs. Only then were they
permitted to move onto the massaging of  the back and buttocks. Once this
was carried out to the required standard the massaging of breasts was
taught.
Finally, the five girls receiving the massage in the last part of the course
were instructed to put the soles of their feet together and allow their
legs to fall open, thus revealing what the readers referred to as their
alters.  They lay there with their most private areas covered only in a
white towel as Liberty followed the same manoeuvre. Harmony then began to
show how to massage externally and then internally the groin area. Before
allowing the students to try she made a point of coming to each students and
showing them how to do it on their partner.
Ginny would feel a weird and strange feeling welling up inside her as
Harmony made her first gentle and tentative stoke down her mound. She closed
her eyes as the sensations got stronger as the young woman rubber with
greater firmness, massaging her labia and finding her clitoris. Now it was
Hermione's turn. Gently she started, as instructed. Ginny could feel her
smooth and gentle fingers sliding over her moist and now glistening red
mound. Somehow it felt even better than when Harmony did it. Clearly her
fiend had a magic touch. Ginny had only touched herself down there a few
times herself but it had never felt as good as this.

Harmony then returned to instruct  in the second part of the massage.
Hermione looked on as the reader run her little finger between the now open
lips of her young womanhood. It then found the special space it sought,
Ginny's tight and previously untouched virgina. Gently she allowed her
finger to slip inside helped by the natural juices flowing from her more
than willing apprentice. Ginny gasped as she had never before and the
strange feeling. But this was nothing compared to pleasure she felt as the
finger began moving expertly and purposefully around inside her.
All to soon it was withdrawn but thankfully replaced with the slightly
smaller digit of her best friend. It did not take Hermione too long to learn
this new skill. In fact she took to it naturally. Without further
instruction, and as though lead by an unknown force, she was soon pleasuring
her friend with a larger finger and even tried her thumb.

Within thirty minutes the room was filled with the sound of gasping young
women as they moved towards climax, some for the first time, such as Ginny.
Once recovered the students changed positions and it was Hermione's turn to
be pleasured. Whist massaging her friend she had glanced around the room at
the erotic sceptical. The noises, the sounds, the sights and the touching of
Ginny's body had awoken new and peculiar feelings in  the young woman. She
now ached to be pleasured in the same was and eagerly threw of her gown and
adopted the position.
The same routine was followed and it wasn't long before Ginny's hands were
touching the young woman as she had never been felt before. Harmony had been
looking forward to touching and entering the star female pupil of Hogwarts
for what seemed like an age. She had spent more time instructing Ginny on
how to massage her friend than any of the other students. How she had
enjoyed being the first to touch and feel her soft mousy mound. Then to find
her slit and then her engorged clitoris before gently playing with it.











Now she had returned to Hermione to show Ginny the second stage of the
massage known as the manipulation. Harmony slid her hand on top of Ginny'
and gently pushed it aside, She then took over from the young woman, slide
her small finger between the pink folds of virginal flesh. She then found
the place she was searching for, a place she had found on so many times
before. But this time it was special, very special, for this was Hermione
Granger! She gently slipped her finger into the tight but welcoming orifice.
It gripped around her finger almost sucking it in. The young woman arched
her back to make the feeling even more pleasurable. Harmony wanted  to stay
longer and enjoy her some more but it was important that she allowed Ginny
to learn this new skill. There would always be other days for playing with
Hermione.
Ginny was keen to give her friend the same wonderful feeling that she had
enjoyed just a few minutes previously. She expertly set about the task. She
couldn't help by notice that Hermione was wet, very wet indeed. After a few
moments of manipulation with her small finger Ginny was able to insert her
forefinger and index fingers together!
Hermione threw back her head, sending her mop of bushy brown hair flaying,
and yelped like a bitch on heat as Ginny satisfied her to completion.




















Bedknobs and Broomsticks

All the new students were fascinated by their new broomsticks and lessons
started early in the term to instruct them on there safe and proper us. They
were a lot more spirited in every way, having a mind of their own, great
magic powers and being able to fly at high speed.
The new superwiz broomsticks were often the talk of the school as new powers
and features were discovered.

Lisa Turpin and Susan Bones shared a room next to Hermione's and Ginny's.
Lisa and Susan were of similar nature, rather impatient and opinionated at
times. Lisa was very short for her age, often times people thought she was
several years younger than what she really was because of this factor; it
also didn't help that her figure was also that of a 13 year-old.

Lisa's hair was long, and naturally brown but recently had bleached it to a
honey-ish hue and was often seen in a pair of pigtails that seemed to only
add to her childish appearance. Lisa appeared to be physically weak but
actually she was quite strong. Lisa cared a lot about her appearance and how
people perceived her. Often wearing almost professional looking clothing.

She was shy and quiet, preferring to observe the actions of others rather
than join in on them. And while Lisa was quiet, to those that knew her well
she was quite an upbeat girl; when things were going wrong for a friend she
would try her hardest to cheer them up, even if she failed at it. It took
quite a lot to provoke the young woman, but when she was, a sharp tongue was
sure to lash out at the offender. Sadly, one of Lisa's greatest downfalls
was her awful habit of keeping to her books rather than people, giving her
rather poor social skills.










One of Susan's traits is that she would act differently at various times.
She could be described as hyper by one person, and quite calm by the next.
But there are some things that are constant with her. For instance, she
happens to be very opinionated. Her mind is not easily changed after she
agrees to her own thinking, but this doesn't mean that she isn't a little
open minded. She knows that her own ideas might not be the right ones, and
lives by the saying 'to each their own.' Susan happens to be very naive and
easily deceived. Even after finding certain people not to her liking, they
can easily sway her with kind words. Overall, Susan happens to be very
trusting, kind and fair.

Susan is quite intelligent. Her eagerness to make friends might be converted
to hyperness, but that's the only typical thing. Of course, there's also the
factor that she exaggerates at times, but it's never anything much too
serious.

Susan was not very good with people. Many find her a complaining and
depressed young woman. In truth, she's just not sure how to act. When she's
too happy, it seems like she gets yelled at, and when she's not happy
enough, it seems like she gets talked about. So her efforts have dwindled,
and she's just given up a bit.

She has a darkly shaded brown colour for her hair that matches her eyes. She
wears her hair in a long plait down her back Her complexion could possibly
be described as a bit of a 'peaches and cream' sort of glow. At times, she's
a bit pale, but with her easily embarrassed factor, it can quickly change to
a light pink. She's known for being terribly petite, with a height of 5'5"
and a weight of 130 lbs. Like Lisa she was often mistaken for someone being
a lot younger than her years.

Both were in many ways model students, spending a great deal of time in the
library and studying the craft in all the prescribed ways. They were in awe
of their new broomsticks but fed up with waiting to learn. They were like
children with new toys, they wanted to play with their new gift without
being bothered to learn how.

One morning during a free study period they sat talking in their room. Soon
the conversation turned, as it often did, to the new brooms.
`Do you think?, questioned Lisa ...'it would be really wrong to have a little
try-out with the brooms?'
Susan's eyes lighted up.
`Wow!' she exclaimed.
`Do you think it's safe?'

Lisa assured Susan that they could just try a little magic and they were
experienced enough to know what they were doing. Susan was pleased to be
assured and happy that her friend was taking the lead.

They then went and retrieved the brooms from their wardrobes and placed them
on their beds. A simple spell would have to be worked out. Like all good
magic it would have to rhyme and be concise. After a few minutes they had
come up with the words which were now written on  scrap of paper.

They both stood holding the paper between them and together chanted the
spell,

Lovely new broom
Our great treasure
Come alive in our room
Give us some pleasure
Something to treasure!

They waited with hearts racing and with a little fear and trepidation. The
brooms lay still on their beds as they looked at them waiting for something
to happen.

Then they saw the broomsticks switch and then more some more. Then they
stood upright on the beds!
Both students faced each other and gasped and gripped each other's hands in
anticipation.

The brooms jumped from the beds and onto the floor still standing upright.
Lisa's then moved between the two friends and broke their grip and proceeded
to drive them apart. They stood facing each other with wry smiles on their
faces.

In seconds the broom had danced around the back of Lisa, all eyes were fixed
on it. Lisa went to turn a little but found that her feet would not move
from the floor. Susan went to take a step nearer and also found the same.
The broom clearly had its own will and powers. Lisa caught Susan's eye and
noticed that by her expression she too was rather worried. Just what had
they unleashed?

Before Lisa could think too much about their foolish actions she was brought
harshly to her senses as the broom caught the hem of her short summer dress
and was lifting it up from the rear. She could feel it gliding up her bare
legs and glanced down to see her knees being revealed. She went to move her
arms from their folded position to grab her dress but found that they were
fixed in place as if my some strange magnetic force. She tried to speak but
couldn't. Susan again tried to move but her feet would not move off the
floor. Her arms too were fixed with her hands resting on her hips. She too
tried to speak but found she was not able. All she could do was to look on
at her petrified friend.

The dress was now up beyond her thighs and Lisa found herself blushing and
could feel her heart racing. If she could have spoken she would have
endeavoured to have said another spell, seeking to reverse that she had
unleashed. At this point Susan's broom leapt forward and brushed over Lisa's
feet. She tried to move them and found she could, her instinct was to try
and kick her broomstick away!

She turned and began lashing out. The broom seemed to predict her every
move. Susan looked on being frustrated that she couldn't help her friend and
also fearful as to what might happen next. Susan's broom seemed to be
enjoying teasing with her. Lisa soon realised that her attempts to beat the
broom by kicking it were a waste of time and that she would have come up
with something a bit more cleaver. The problem was that she couldn't think
just what that could be.

Lisa now stood with her back towards Susan, her hands still folded looking
at the erect broom as it dancing menacingly in front of her. It then came
very close and she decided on one last kick. But again she found her feet
anchored to the ground. The broom then danced around Lisa's back and stood
between the two friends.

Susan watched as it then leapt up in the air and struck Lisa on the back.
Immediately she bent forward. It then struck each shoulder in turn. Her arms
shot forward towards the ground allowing her fingertips to rest on the
floor. Lisa tried so hard to pull her hands off the floor and stand up but
she was stuck good and fast.

The broom moved back between them and began to lean over. Susan looked on as
the broom continued to move. She tried to speak to tell her friend what it
was doing but found she couldn't. It was now horizontal and hovering at the
hem of Lisa's dress. It began to slowly move under the fabric and gently
tilted itself under the hem. It then began moving upward, carrying the dress
with it. Susan found that she could not close her eyes of overt her gaze as
the dress was slowly lifted. She could now see her friends slightly parted
bare thighs as the dress hovered three quarters the way up her legs.

She wondered how far the broom would lift her friend's dress. It continued
moving up and up until she could just she her knickers! Surely it would not
go any higher? But it did until her knickers were exposed. The dress was
allowed to rest on her back. Lisa felt so stupid, if only she had left the
broom alone until she had received the training. She felt herself flush with
embarrassment realising the view that Susan must now be having!

Susan's broom now started moving again whilst Lisa's stood upright nearby as
though it was observing. It then gently rose and stroked Susan's folded arms
they fell to her sides. She went to move them but found should couldn't. The
broom then touched them again, this time they moved behind her and her hands
grasped each other involuntarily. The broom then rested at an angle. Its
brush on the ground whilst its handle pointed toward her menacingly. It then
moved forward until the end of the handle rested on her navel. Just what had
it mind? Susan pondered.

Before she could think too much the broom moved quickly upward catching her
top and sending its buttons in all directions! The shirt fell open resting
between her petit breasts and just exposing the delicate fabric of her white
lace-trimmed bra. She glanced down and observed her gently heaving chest and
frayed shirt.

She saw from the corner of her eye the broom dance around and disappear
behind her. Next she felt its rounded end push gently at the base of her
spin. In a flash it then shot up the inside of her shirt and rested on her
spine. It carried on upward at speed causing the top to fall abruptly from
Susan's shoulders and completely revealing her dainty white bra.

Lisa could see nothing from her position but could hear the tearing of
fabric. Her broom then elevated itself and rested its rounded end on the
small of her back, whilst Susan looked on.

It then slipped under the fabric and up the back of Lisa, who was still bent
over. It rested for a few short moments, as though to cause a build up of
anticipation, before pulling upwards towards the ceiling -- taking most of
the flimsy top with it! Lisa felt the sensation of the cotton fabric roughly
brushing her small pink nipples as the top flew from her body followed by
the cooling air as it caressed her nakedness. She was grateful that she
hadn't worn her new flowery bra -- at least it wouldn't be torn to bits like
her new top!

Susan looked on, her hands pinned to her side. Her eyes would not even blink
has her gaze was fixed on her friend's white knickers clinging to her
bent-over pert bottom. She noticed that she was still wearing her pink shoes
and white ankle socks, trimmed with pink decoration which, she observed,
matched her underwear.

Lisa tried not to think to much as she remained bent over, her hands on the
floor and her legs slightly parted. Susan then saw the brooms rise and
levitating horizontally side-by-side. They drifted between the two girls and
then rearranged themselves until they were touching end-to-end. Then, in a
flash, they became vertical and suspended themselves either side of Lisa.

There they rested. Lisa sensed their presence but could not see them, her
tummy had butterflies and her heart was pounding. Susan continued to look on
in amazement. Then it happened. The brooms pushed themselves against each
side of Lisa's slim waist their heads upward. They then rested heir bulbous
ends on her flesh and run down her side. In a flash they slipped inside the
delicate elasticised waist of the knickers. It one quick move they pulled in
unison outward. The skimpy fabric was torn in two equal parts. Each half
flying to different corners of the room.

Susan now had a view which was a completely new experience for her. Her
friend's labia and her anus! She tied to close her eyes but couldn't. She
continued to look. Lisa only had the slightest amount of downy pubic hair
giving her rather large labia little camouflage. Her positioning meant that
her buttocks were open enough to give a clear view of her tight pink anal
ring. Susan felt herself flush with embarrassment.
Lisa could only imagine what her friend could see! She too felt herself
glowing with embarrassment.

Susan still could not move. She stood there her hands grasping each other
behind her back. She felt a little ridiculous wearing just her bra and short
skirt whilst her friend was bending over in front of her. Her worse fear now
was that someone else would enter the room!

The brooms began circling around her. One went behind whilst the other stood
erect and intimidating in front of her -- its globular end just inches from
her face. She felt something gently strike her hands and was aware they were
free of they magical entrapment. Before she could enjoy their freedom her
arms shot in the air as though she was reaching for the ceiling.

Susan tried to yell but no words would come out of her mouth. The brooms
danced around celebrating the fun they were having with the two novice and
nieve virgin witches. Her own broom stopped dancing and moved towards her
face. Its decorative end caressed her lips she felt that it was slightly
damp. Its slightly musky aroma filled her nostrils. She noticed that her
tongue could move and involuntarily licked her lips. It touched the brooms
bulbous end, which remained on her lower lip. It tasted like the sea but was
a little sticky. Her tong darted forward and was out of control. It was soon
licking the engorged end of the handle lick like it was a delicious ice
cream!  Susan could do nothing to stop herself.

Her mind only taken off the weird sensation by what was happening behind
her. She felt her long plated hair being wrapped around the other broom's
handle. It soon had control of her head. It soon was making her head bob
gently up and down like a toy nodding dog. The end of her broom now slipped
between her lips and feared she might choke. Her head now moved slowly up
and down controlled by the stranglehold on her long hair. She could feel the
bulbous end getting warmer and warmer and wetter and wetter as her
disgusting tongue vigorously licked and welcomed it.

How much longer would this humiliation last? She wondered. But it was not
for long. Seconds later the engorged end of the broom erupted into her mouth
filling it was a salty goo and withdrew. She wanted to spit out the strange
liquid. But her mouth and tongue had other ideas. Susan felt herself swallow
and swallow again until she had devoured it all.

Before she could completely comprehend what had happened she was aware that
her hair was now free. She was relieved and could even move her head a
little. She could not see the brooms and guessed that they were both behind
her. If only she could speak and say a spell to stop this going any further.
All was not still and she thought that perhaps their spell was losing its
power. Maybe the brooms had collapsed and returned to their dormant state?
Possibly Lisa and herself would soon be able to move.

No sooner that she had wished for those things she was brought to reality.
She felt her short wrap-around skirt being lifted from behind. She felt it
getting tighter around her waist as the broom was twisted it around its
shaft. She heard a button fall to the ground followed by another. It then
disappeared behind her. She remembered she was wearing a matching set of
underwear. Her tiny white lacy knickers now joined her petite white lacy
bra, exposed some moments earlier.

Susan managed to gulp as she imagined was what about to occur. Her
prediction was correct. One broom slipped up the back of her bra and
vigorously yanked it causing the tiny clasps to break and the garment shot
up her arms, over her hands and hit the ceiling. She was now only too aware
that her small and puffy breasts and pink nipples were now exposed, and she
could do nothing to cover them.  It wasn't being naked that was concerning
her, she had become accustomed to that during her time at the college. It
was more the circumstances that were unacceptable.

Then she felt the brooms slid up her outer  thighs and  then up inside the
elasticised leg of her dainty knickers. It a flash they tore them from her
revealing her small rounded bottom and dainty mound of dark pubic hair. All
that remained of her fetching outfit were her pink shoes and white ankle
socks.

Her hands then were released and they fell beside her. She then felt a push
on her back and she bent over her hands reaching for the floor to stabilise
her. She looked up and realised that her face was just a fraction away from
Lisa's exposed most intimate places! Her long hair was again grasped and her
head manoeuvred. Susan's tongue moved around her mouth involuntarily, as
though it was seeking out as tasty morsel. Her tongue had always been of
interest to others. The fact that it was long and that she could touch the
end of her nose with it always got a laugh at parties. In a science lesson
she impressed her fellow students by being in the minority that could role
her tongue.

Then she felt her whole body jolt forward and her lips were now pressed hard
up against Lisa's virgina. Her musk filled her mouth and nostrils and she
tried her hardest to turn her head away. Touching her friend was one thing
she had come to terms with during their anointing and manipulation lessons.
But she had never imagined that she would have to perform such an act as
this. Before she new what was happening her sluttish tongue was doing its
own thing. Lapping at Lisa's exposed labia and finding her slit between
them.

Lisa could not believe what was happening either. She tried to move but was
unable. She tired to beg for the assault to stop but could not speak. Her
best friend was now licking her and entering her with her enormous tongue
and there was nothing she could do. Susan was aware that something was
pushing her legs apart. Once it had succeeded it began stroking her inner
thigh. She realised that it was the head of her broom.

Within in seconds its wetness could be felt touching her virgina. Unlike
Susan's her labia was neat, small and hard to see, even in her current
position. The bulbous head persisted in its gentle and moist probing. Soon
it managed to separate her womanhood and begin to rub itself at her tight
entrance. To date only Lisa's and her own smallest finger had entered her
and only on a few occasions. Lisa enjoyed and encouraged Susan to finger her
on many occasions. Susan was happy to give this pleasure to her friend but
not so keen to receive it. But now she was feeling a strange occurrence it
the bottom of her tummy. She realised that this overwhelming feeling that
was overcoming her entire body must be an orgasm -- and it was her first.

Susan almost blacked out with the pleasure whilst her tongue continues to
satisfy her friend. Within in seconds she too came. They then both felt
their young bodies drop to the floor exhausted. Within moments they came to
the realisation that they had regained control of their bodies. They stood
up instinctively covering their bare breasts with their hands and looked
around. They saw their tattered clothing strewn around and the brooms lying
motionless on their respective beds.

They gave each other an embrace and pledged not to repeat what had happened
to anyone. They would not dabble with their brooms again unless under expert
instruction. Both Lisa and Susan now knew the reason why some referred to
the broomstick as a riding pole!







































Ritual Preparation

Today was a special day as Ms Rubster was coming to teach her favourite
subject -- the Ritual itself. All they had done so far would come into the
great Rite but they still needed to know the finer points.

She handed them out a piece of paper each with the following on;


A.  Ritual Preparation
1.  Define purpose
2.  Write ritual
3.  Gather necessary tools
4.  Prepare area
5.  Prepare body
B.  Open Circle
1.  Find true North
2.  Set up Magickal 'doorway'
3.  Call the Watchtowers / Elemental Quarters
C.  Invocation to the deities
1.  Align self with deity
2.  Invoke deities
D.  Statement of Purpose
E.  Actual Rite
1.  Working
     a.  Complete preliminary manual or visual task
     b.  Raise power / energy
     c.  Focus power / energy
     d.  Ground power / energy
2.  Honouring
     a.  Complete preliminary manual or visual task
     b.  Dedicate cakes and wine
     c.  Partake in cakes and wine
F.  Meditation
G.  Thanking the deities
H.  Closing the Circle
1.  Mentally and verbally close the


She talked through the basics and now said it was up to them to carry out
research and prepare. The readers would be there to assist. The ritual was
now only four weeks away. How the eight months had flown by.

They did as instructed each one assuming a different role. Hermione was to
be the Queen of the Sabbat! She would be given the role of taking on the
persona of the goodness, to act as the Priestess for the Sabbat, Hermione
was delighted to have been chosen for such an elevated and important role.
Lavender Brown reminded herself of why so, so disliked Hermione Granger!

Ginny would be the maiden on the alter. Alicia Spinnet, Lavender Brown,
Katie Bell and Hannah Abbott would represent the elements and the four
points of the compass.  Angelina  would represent the horned god and the
remaining two, Lisa Turpin and Susan Bones would assist the priestess. It
was explained that once agreeing the roles the die was cast and no one could
back out or change their mind.

They then all went of to research their roles. This is when some more shocks
were in for a fledgling craft workers. Angelina would have to wear a large
phallus. Ginny would not just have to lay on the alter but would have to be
tied up with ropes!


However, they were all exited about the Great Rite and were looking forward
to it being seen by Ms Rubster and all the female students and staff. The
worked hard on their lines and were told that on the day the finer mystical
instructions  would be given. These could only be given at the real ritual
and couldn't be practiced. In good faith the hard working and dedicated
young witches believed and trusted.




The Great Rite
Many months of training had passed and it was now the magic day in June.  In
just a few hours they would be carry out the Great Rite in the Wooden Henge
in the old Oak Wood in front of nearly twenty students and members of staff.

They now got ready in deadly seriousness. Ms Rubster came and gave them her
best wishes as did Harmony and Liberty. They left them all with a special
potion which they had to drink before leaving the building.

The drank the potion and at exactly 11.35pm they walked soberly along a
candle lit pathway to the Wooden Henge wearing their gowns and cloaks. The
Henge itself was bathed in moonlight and highlighted by oil lambs,
`This truly is a magical place.' thought Hermione as she walked slowly to
her position.
Around the outside of the wooden Henge were the female students and staff
wearing the different coloured cloaks.
Inside the circle the students took their places. Ginny on the alter
awaiting the ropes that would bind her. Angelina tried to strap on the
phallus and others took up the points of the compass to represent the four
old elements.
Liberty then walked up to Hermione and gave her a sealed scroll. She pulled
the ribbon and began to read its contents as Liberty walked briskly away.
It said,
The words written hear will fade quickly. As they do new word will appear.
Read and speak quickly and clearly. These things must be followed,

1. Order all those taking part in ritual to be skyclad

What does that mean thought Hermione slightly panicking. She turned to her
two assistants. Fortunately, they had studied well and Susan Bones stated
that that was old speak for naked!

Quickly she shouted out the order,
`Get skyclad that means naked!'
Immediately the students obeyed trying to forget that others could see there
nakedness.

2. Tie maiden to alter with legs wide open and sole together.
The two assistance positioned the somewhat surprised Ginny into the
embarrassing position.

3. When you hear the magical music dance around the alter
Hermione told the students the massage and almost immediately the magical
sounds started. As if intoxicated they began to follow the routines they had
learnt. Moving slowly and dreamily around embracing each other, kissing and
touching. Hands gently brushed over bare breasts, thighs and bottoms. Kisses
found cheeks and breasts. After some ten minutes the music faded away and
Hermione found herself holding the scroll again.

4. When you put the scroll down massage the maiden as you have been taught
and let each witch pleasure her too.

Hermione read out the instruction and immediately they all moved forwards
assaulting every part of the young woman's body. Not one part was left
untouched. After some ten minutes of caressing inside and out she let out a
massive scream of pleasure and they stopped their playing. Everyone
observing enjoyed seeing Hannah Abbott, a pink-faced girl, whose blonde
pigtails bounced up and down as she rubbed Ginny's small but cute breasts.

5. Now let the one with the phallus enter the maiden

Hermione again gave the instruction without thinking of the consequences
Before she had taken a breath Angelica was standing before the alter naked
with phases strapped in place. Its end glisten with oil and she stood
pointed near the wet and gaping orifice of young Ginny. She started to slide
it in assisted by Lisa and Susan who between them somehow knew how to
prepare her tight opening for the crafter dido. Gently they rubbed her
orifice with oils and pulled open her labia. The phallus was soon sunk
inside with Angelica writhing on the other end. The Music was now playing
again and everyone gathered around the alter touching and kissing each
other. The yelps and begging of Ginny could not be heard as she begged for
the dildo to be removed from her petit freckly body.






6. You are now to worship at each other alters, came the next command.

`What does that mean?' said Hermione to her assistants.
Oh my gods...' replied Susan obviously too shocked to say what it meant.
In desperation she turned to Lisa.
Lisa gulped and spoke with tears in her eyes,
`It means we have to lick each other.
`Pardon? Questioned Hermione
We have to lick each other's virginas.' explained the worried young woman.
Hermione quickly shouted out the command and to her amazement girls paired
up, including her two assistants. Soon all eight young woman had their
tongues deep into each other as the crowd looked op.
Hermione then saw the familiar face of Ms Rubster walking toward her only
wearing a white gown. When she got within a few feet she dropped it to the
ground revealing her well toned thirty-year-old body. She took Hermione by
the arms and pulled her to the ground. With the help of her two naked
readers Herminie's face was guided into her neatly trimmed cunt. Soon the 18
year old was on all fours licking her wetness whilst Liberty performed the
same act on her from behind.

Harmony and the female teachers now entered the Henge. They beckoned to the
audience of some fifteen teenage woman to stand and walk forward. The slowly
obeyed. Then as from no where a fierce warm wind whipped around the outside
of the hedge. Capes flew off the young women in all directions. Those
wearing dresses and skirts desperately clung onto the hems to preserve their
modesty. Again the wind hit, this time relieving the girls of their tops.
Blouses, jumpers, shirts and halter necks flew into the air and away. They
stood around glued to the ground unable to run as all went quiet.
The staff and those in the Henge stopped what they were doing and looked on.
Another blast arrived this time ripping off shorts, jeans, dresses and
skirts. The young women we left just wearing an assortment of underwear
apart for one poor girl who had neglected to wear a bra under her jumper due
to the warm evening.  Their hands locked  to their sides by magic made it
impossible to cover themselves.
The staff  began to drop their cloaks to reveal their skimpy white gowns.


A final massive mighty wind arrived and the remaining items of clothing were
torn from the young fresh bodies. Bras, knickers, vests, shoes, tights and
stockings flew up and away. They were all naked and frozen to the spot.
Liberty and Honesty went among them administering a special potion to their
lips assuring the pupils that this would unfreeze them. That was sort of
true, it did. But it also loosened their inhibitions and once the music
started they began a similar routine to that which they had witnessed
earlier.

The tutors were soon mingling amongst their students touching and feeling,
as was Hermione and her classmates. It wasn't long before every student had
been fondled and touched in every intimate place.
But it was Hermione, the model student that they all wanted more than
anything else.
While the students danced, kissed and touched each other, the female members
of staff took turns to enjoy Hermione, getting her to kiss and lick each of
them on almost every part of their bodies. Before returning the favour to
her. They had all heard of her noisy and load climaxes and wanted to hear
one for themselves!
Finally, Hermione carried out the final act of submission to Ms Rubster -
The Kiss of Obedience. The Priestess bent forward of the now cleared alter
and Liberty and Honesty parted her curvaceous buttocks. Hermione moved
forward and with all witnessing planted a wet kiss on Ms Rubster's anus. As
instructed by Liberty she made sure her tongue pushed forward between her
lips as she planted a long kiss. Thus her tongue tasted her and entered her,
pushing past her sphincter which grasped the tip of her tongue as though to
welcome it in. In less than a minute the deed was done and Hermione was now
in the exclusive coven. She could now chose which ever student she wanted
for her pleasure. She saw the one she wanted. She looked a little like
herself but more petite, She had wild dark curly hair and a impish face and
green eyes. She asked her name.
The girl replied, `Daisy Bailey miss.'
She took her back to her room and  lovingly shared her with Ginny who thanks
to some magic ointment and a good spell had recovered from the giant phallus
entering her narrow orifice. She soon felt completely better once Daisy had
soothed her with her gentle tongue and sweet saliva.
Meanwhile each mesmerised student was laid on the alter and entered by the
female staff, first with tongues and fingers and then with the phallus.
And so it was that the main characters in our tale graduate from the Dianic
Craft College and thus into the Coven and live happily and lustfully every
after.