Lillith - chapter 9 - Seraphina's Missions
Attention, this is a fictional story and ALL characters are of legal age, over 18 years old, thank you, and enjoy reading!
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The professor limped down the hallway, each step sending a jolt of pain through his body. He tried to maintain an upright posture and a serious expression, but his face betrayed the intense pain he felt. His hands trembled slightly, and his narrowed eyes revealed his struggle not to scream. When he finally reached the classroom door, he paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and tried to adjust his pants, but the bulge in his groin, with a distinct mark due to the spell that was cruelly squeezing his right testicle, could not be ignored. He opened the door with difficulty, dragging himself to his desk.
Lilith was seated at the back of the room, bored, idly fiddling with her notebook as she gazed out the window. But when she saw the professor entering, she immediately noticed the pained expression on his face and the strange bulge in his pants. Her smile stretched from ear to ear as she understood what was happening. "Morgana...," she thought, "It had to be her doing."
The professor walked to his desk, trying to maintain a professional posture, but the discomfort was obvious. He adjusted his glasses and tried to start the lesson, but every word he spoke seemed forced, as if each syllable brought him more pain. The students noticed, exchanging curious glances, but no one dared to ask. Everyone knew something was wrong, but Lilith was the only one who fully understood what was happening. She bit her lip to keep from laughing out loud.
The lesson dragged on. The professor tried to mask his discomfort as much as he could, but his hands trembled whenever he needed to write on the board, and his face contorted every time he moved. When the class finally ended, he sighed in relief, quickly beginning to gather his things, eager to leave and deal with his pain in private.
Noticing the opportunity, Lilith approached with a mischievous smile on her face.
"Professor, are you alright?" she asked with a tone of feigned concern, but her eyes sparkled with malice. "You know, it seems like your... balls are too big for you to keep safe." She laughed, nudging him with her elbow.
He tried to ignore her, keeping his eyes on his papers, but the pain in his groin was unbearable, and Lilith's mockery only worsened his situation. He stifled a groan of pain and turned to pick up his briefcase. Before he could respond, the classroom door burst open.
"Professor, here’s the notice that..." Valerya, Seraphina's assistant, entered abruptly, the door slamming violently against the professor’s right testicle, causing him to immediately double over in pain. A high-pitched groan escaped his lips, and he collapsed to his knees, clutching his aching parts.
Valerya, unfazed, looked at the scene with a slightly raised eyebrow but expressed no surprise. "Seraphina wants to see you after class, Lilith," she said in a monotone, as if the scene she had just witnessed were a common occurrence.
The professor lay on the floor, groaning in pain, trying to catch his breath, while Valerya merely shrugged and left the room as if nothing had happened. Lilith was now openly laughing.
"See, professor? I told you those huge balls of yours would get you into trouble," she teased, leaning over him, playfully poking his head. "Maybe you should consider shrinking them a bit, huh?" She winked at him, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
The professor couldn't respond. He could only groan, clutching his right testicle, now in even greater agony. Satisfied with her prank, Lilith gathered her things and left the room, still chuckling softly.
As Lilith walked down the hallways, she grew pensive. "What could Seraphina want with me?" she wondered, a bit curious. Something big was about to happen, but for now, her greatest amusement was the professor, sprawled on the classroom floor, struggling to control the unbearable pain that Morgana and Valerya, unintentionally, had caused.
Back in the classroom, the professor was still on the floor, barely able to breathe. Each time he tried to stand, a new wave of pain overtook him, forcing him to remain still. His face was pale, and tears involuntarily trickled down his cheeks. He knew he couldn't go on like this for long, but he saw no other way out.
The classroom walls, usually resonating with the students' chatter, were now silent. The only sound that could be heard was the professor's low groans.
Lilith strode down the school's hallways with an air of superiority, knowing she was about to receive an important summons. Meeting with Seraphina, the headmistress, was always something to be taken seriously. She walked down the long hallway, observing the various silent classrooms, until she finally stopped in front of the imposing door to Seraphina's office. Valerya, the assistant, stood beside it, keeping her serious and professional expression, though the recent events involving the professor still danced in her mind. Lilith gave a slight smile at the thought of the man groaning on the floor.
She knocked on the door and heard Seraphina's firm voice calling her in. Upon opening it, she was immediately greeted by the luxurious environment: walls adorned with arcane symbols, shelves filled with ancient books, and magical artifacts glowing in mysterious tones. At the center, seated in a large leather chair, was Seraphina, her scarlet hair flowing over her shoulders and an enigmatic smile on her lips.
"Lilith, I'm glad you came," Seraphina began, her eyes assessing the young witch carefully. "You’re old enough now to start taking on missions for the school. It’s time to show your potential beyond the classroom."
Lilith maintained a firm posture, but inside her, excitement grew. Missions! The chance to prove her skills and advance in the school's hierarchy was something she had longed for. Seraphina, however, wasn’t just interested in Lilith’s magical abilities.
Lilith nodded in response to Seraphina's last statement.
"Perfect," Seraphina said, leaning slightly forward in her chair. "You're beginning to understand the meaning of power. And, from what I see, your breasts have grown considerably in the last week. A clear sign that your power is increasing."
Lilith smiled with satisfaction. "Morgana has been helping me a lot," she replied casually, adjusting her new outfit. "She’s been giving me... private lessons…."
Seraphina smiled, a malicious glint in her eyes. "Ah, yes. Morgana... she declined when I offered her a teaching position here; I'm surprised she's giving you lessons. She's excellent when it comes to… sensitive matters," she said, her voice loaded with double meanings. "These lessons will be extremely useful in the missions."
Valerya, who had been silent until then, gave a slight smile as she listened to the conversation. All three of them knew exactly what they were talking about. It was no secret that the weakness of male wizards lay between their legs, and any competent witch knew how to exploit that.
Seraphina straightened up, ready to explain more about the missions. "At our school, missions are a way for students to prove their strength and skills. They range from simple to extremely challenging. Obviously, the more difficult the mission, the greater the reward. However, the board wouldn’t allow inexperienced students to take on impossible missions. Therefore, younger students usually start with... easier tasks."
She paused, casting a conspiratorial glance at Lilith and Valerya.
"For example, dealing with humans… or, of course, male wizards."
The three of them laughed. It was a laughter full of understanding.
Seraphina then refocused on Lilith. "So, Lilith, what do you say? Are you ready to join the school’s mission group? It’s an opportunity to earn extra credit in your subjects, boost your reputation, and, of course, prove that you’re above the other students."
Lilith didn’t hesitate. "I accept," she replied confidently, her eyes shining with determination. She was already imagining future missions, the opportunities to display her power, and perhaps… the pleasure of crushing a few male wizards in the process.
Seraphina smiled back. "Excellent. I was waiting for this. Prepare yourself; the missions start soon. And trust me, Lilith, you're going to have a lot of fun."
The three exchanged a final glance before Valerya escorted Lilith out of the office. Lilith’s path was just beginning, and she knew she’d have many opportunities to stand out—and to use everything Morgana had taught her.
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**A few days later…**
Lilith walked through the school’s corridors with firm and determined steps. She knew that being summoned to Seraphina’s office was not a casual occurrence, and the simple fact of being personally called by the headmistress already indicated that something important was about to happen. Her mind was already running through possible scenarios, imagining the type of mission that would be entrusted to her. The school's corridors were silent at that hour, with magical lights illuminating the long, empty passageways. She stopped in front of the office door, knocked lightly, and heard Seraphina’s familiar voice inviting her in.
As soon as Lilith crossed the threshold, she was immediately met by the imposing aura of the office. Seraphina sat behind her enormous desk, her face illuminated by a soft light that highlighted her scarlet hair. Next to her, Valerya, always impeccable, stood silently, her hands clasped in front of her, looking directly at Lilith. The atmosphere was charged with a tension that Lilith quickly sensed. Something serious was happening.
“Ah, Lilith, I’m glad you came,” Seraphina began in a nearly casual tone but with underlying firmness. “We need to discuss an issue that has recently arisen. Let’s make the most of this time and assign you your first mission as well.”
Lilith stepped closer, inclining her head slightly in respect but already curious. Seraphina rarely involved students so directly in significant school matters. She felt the weight of the headmistress's gaze upon her, as if she were being evaluated.
“Some important books from the school library have gone missing,” Seraphina continued, her tone growing darker. “Books on studies about the vulnerabilities of warlocks’ testicles, exploring how we witches can use this knowledge to our advantage.” She paused, observing Lilith’s reaction, who narrowed her eyes with interest. “The problem is that these books haven’t just disappeared—they’ve been destroyed. We found ashes in some spots, clear signs that they were burned.”
“Burned?” Lilith repeated, surprised. It was rare for anyone to dare destroy magical property, especially something so relevant to studying men’s weaknesses.
Seraphina nodded, crossing her arms. “Yes. Clearly, this was a deliberate action, probably by some warlock unhappy with the fact that women dominate the knowledge about their weaknesses. They’ve always been sensitive about the subject… understanding their weaknesses is what gives us the advantage.”
Lilith leaned forward, intrigued. “And do you think it was a professor at the school?”
“Probably. We have suspicions but nothing concrete yet. If it were up to me, I’d punish all the men in this school without hesitation. Why not? I can.” Seraphina smiled dangerously. “But as much as I think it’s the right thing to do, the rules are clear… though it would be fun to castrate them more than once.”
Lilith blinked, a bit confused. “More than once?”
Seraphina let out a soft laugh, enjoying the young witch’s confused look. “Oh, yes, indeed. You see, depending on the damage done, a witch can regenerate a man’s testicle, if she so desires. The power is entirely in our hands.” She lifted her chin, proud. “The best part is that only the witch who destroyed it can regenerate it! It’s like a joke from nature, an inexplicable rule, but… I’m not complaining, haha!”
Lilith’s eyes widened. “Have you castrated Professor Armand?” The image of the imposing professor, always calm and composed, being castrated was almost surreal.
Seraphina laughed more openly this time. “No, no, Armand is an old friend. We even studied together, and I’ve tortured him many times, but with people I’m close to, I tend to be… softer… I mean… sometimes… (Seraphina recalls last week when she used weights on Armand’s balls).”
Lilith smiled, enjoying the thought, curious to hear stories from when Seraphina and Armand studied together. But her amusement was cut short when Seraphina shook her head.
“But he isn’t the culprit this time,” Seraphina clarified. “He’s the only man I can guarantee isn’t involved. When this happened, he was under the spell ‘A Man’s Fate’ cast by Morgana. I’ve never seen a man manage any kind of magic under that spell, especially someone with balls as large as his.”
Lilith nodded, disappointed but understanding. “So, the culprit is still at large.”
“Exactly. And that’s why you’re here,” Seraphina said, returning to a serious tone. “I want you to find the responsible party. Go to the professors, investigate, observe their behavior. They know I’m watching, but perhaps you can catch someone slipping up.”
Lilith grinned mischievously. “I’ll love this mission.”
Seraphina smiled back. “I knew you’d say that.”
Valerya, who had been silent until now, stepped forward and handed a scroll to Lilith. “Here are the mission details. Use this to note your findings.”
Lilith accepted the scroll and turned to leave, ready to begin her investigation. But before she opened the door, she heard Seraphina’s voice behind her.
“Valerya,” the headmistress called, extending her hand. “My stress balls.”
Valerya stepped closer, performing a small gesture with her hands. Two glowing testicles, enveloped in a magical aura, appeared in her palm. She delicately placed them on Seraphina’s desk, who began squeezing them slowly.
Lilith heard a muffled scream coming from the adjacent room, where a professor was teaching. She recognized the voice, filled with pain and agony.
Seraphina opened a wide smile, her fingers squeezing the testicles firmly, feeling the power she held over the man on the other side of the wall. “It never gets old,” she murmured to herself, pressing harder as the sound of desperate groans filled the air. “Well… that professor won’t forget to correct the tests now, that’s for sure,” Valerya said with a soft laugh.
Lilith took one last look back, seeing Seraphina’s devilish smile and the glowing testicles under her hands. She couldn’t help but smile as well. It was good to be on the side of power.
Now, all that was left was to find the next man to be punished.
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Ah... Let's go... It's going to be difficult to give this warning here at the end... Well, I didn't even know if I would post this arc here, so don't get excited about these "missions", they may appear later on, but they will probably be rare things... There will probably be 1 more episode talking about this, and then we will include a new character, there will be... I believe 4 or 5 episodes around this new character, and we will FINALLY be able to start the story the way I want, so again, thank you very much to everyone who has been patient so far, and thanks for reading!
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