"Thanks, Ivy. Tha– wait…what?", Adora asked, stunned.

"I said NO.  Two letters.  I'm disinclined to acquiesce to your request.  Means no", Ivy said, relishing the look on Adoras face.  "And before you ask, I have a completely valid reason."

"But…umm…why?  What's your reason?", she demanded, frustrated, trying to wriggle and unable to.

"Because your frustration delights me", Ivy said, and grinned widely.  She watched as Adora squirmed and fussed, and then she raised a hand.  "And…its because I need you with a clear head if we're to get any work done."

"Work?  What work is that?", Adora spat.

"Why, learning magic, of course.  Unless you changed your mind about becoming a mage.  That's a valid decision as well, but I think you have the makings of a good mage."  As if Ivy would ever let her pet make such a decision by herself.  Or at all, really.

"Wait….I'm gonna learn magic?  Today?  I'm gonna be a Gandalf?", she asked, squirming as her arousal began to diminish.

"A Gandalf?  Honey, you should be a Dresden.  Now HE'S a wizard.  Gandalf didn't do crap, and probably didn't even know how to make ice in an industrial freezer.  Certainly never cast Fireball, unless it was in the john after eating too much chili  But never mind.  Yes, today you start your magical training, so no orgasms right now.  I want you clearheaded."

“But Ivy…wanting to cum and then not being able to isn’t gonna make me clear headed, it’s gonna make me worse!!”, Adora said, and then blinked as Ivy laughed.  “What’s so funny?”, she asked.

“Well, my little mageling, part of the training, the very first part, is teaching you how to clear your mind.  And that includes pesky thoughts and feelings like arousal.  Now…could I simply take that away with a thought, like I changed your name from”, and Ivy said something that Adora couldn’t understand, some collection of sounds, “To Adora.  Of course I could..  But you’d gain nothing from that, and it would be a waste of my time.  So you’re going to learn to deal with it.  And if you’re good, then maybe later I’ll let you have an  orgasm.  Maybe.”

“Wait wait wait….you changed my name?  Ivy!! That’s not ok!! I…umm…give it back!!”, she yelled, stamping her foot.  Then blushed as Ivy cooed, the demon smiling at her and gently brushing her cheek.

“Not a chance.  Now come with me, little one.  It’s going to be quite the day for you, and we need to get it started.”  Ivy said as she held her hand out for Adora to take.  After a moments worth of consideration, she felt Adoras hand slide into hers and she grinned.  She walked Adora to the lab, and into the Altar chamber.

“Wait a minute…Ivy…why're we here in the creepy Dexter chamber?  I thought I was gonna be in class, you know…learning.  Textbooks, homework, that sort of thing.  Why are we in here?”

“Oh, is that the problem?  Here, hold on”, and Ivy waved a hand.  The Altar wavered and disappeared, and then she looked at Adora.  “There.  Better?”

“Where..where did you put it?”, Adora asked curiously, as she walked forward into the space where the Altar stone had been.  Well, it wasn’t invisible, that was sure.  “Did you put it in a different dimension?”

“A different…No.  It’s in my bedroom closet”, Ivy said with some amusement.  She held her hands up and suddenly there was a mass of straps and buckles in it.

“Whoa whoa, fifty shades of Ivy.  Hold on one second.  WHAT the hell is that?”, Adora asked, drawing back.  

"This is to help you focus, pet," Ivy said brightly, straightening out the details of the harness. It was a luxurious construction of silk wrapped leather, shiny brass buckles, polished and freshly oiled. Just perfect for containing a squirmy little treat like Adora.  "Nothing to worry about." She added, kneeling in front of Adora, she laid everything down, gave her a reassuring smile. "This won't be a long session. The bonds are just to help keep your body still so that you can learn to focus your mind."

Adora looked at the mass of buckles and straps with some misgivings.  "Hey, Ivy, not to rain on your parade or anything, but that...that kinda looks...Where does all that go?"  She huffed.  "Do I really have to wear it? How about we try first without it?  I'm really good at keeping still.  Trust me."  She looked down at the gear, blushing, and then looked up again into Ivys eyes.  "For reals, can't we…we…umm…we try without it?" she asked, losing her train of thought a time or two as she looked into Ivy’s eyes.  

"Well usually this sort of apparatus is worn for your first few sessions, which is one of the reasons why you’re not wearing any clothes, among others," Ivy said thoughtfully, giving Adora a long stare, ever so slightly suspicious about the cause of her blush..  "And because I like you like this.  But we can just do some handcuffs then. And a hood." She decided after some consideration. "Since it's your first session, and I don't want to overwhelm you."

Clothes aren't a....Adora blushed again.  She wasn’t much of a prude, but she also wasn't into casual nudity with anyone.  But right now it was this bondage gear or something far less…She didn’t know what was worse, but she knew that she wasn’t ready for the bondage gear just yet.  Or at least THIS particular item.  "That...That would work better, I think.  Rome wasn't built in a day, you know.  Lessons that need something like whatever it is that you're holding are gonna be a bit further in the future, I'm sure."  So she put her hands together in front of her, and looked up.  "Please tell me you got the ones with the purple fur on them."

"Even better, I got the ones with the pink satin”, Ivy teased, making an odd gesture as her hand disappeared into a hole in the air, drawing out exactly that. Sturdy leather cuffs with pretty ping satin along the interior facings, shiny brass buckles like the harness. “Kneel down, my little mageling.”  She made her way over, fitting the cuffs over Adora's wrists, buckling them snug. The connector chain fitted through a little stanchion set into the floor that she created, binding Adora's hands down in front of her.  "Do you want a little pillow to kneel on, darling? I don't want you to be uncomfortable."

“Umm…yes, please.  I don’t spend much time on my knees”, she said, grinning.  The hilarity of this wasn’t lost on her.  A demon had kidnapped her, had taken her name, handcuffed her to something in the floor…and wanted to make sure that her knees didn’t hurt as she learned magic.  So like, a regular Tuesday.

"Here, lift up a little." Ivy coaxed her up, after stepping over with a little memory foam pad, just perfect for a pretty pet to kneel on, and not get sore legs. She might need her thighs and calves massaged later, but that was not an unwelcome idea.  "There's no quizzes. Just tests. And they're not graded. Usually it's just a pass/fail," Ivy explained, stepping around behind Adora. "The real tests occur out in the real world. My job here is to prepare you for them."  She held a hand over her head, just for Adoras benefit.  “The hood will cut off your senses.  You won’t be able to hear, taste, smell, or see.  But know that I won’t leave you alone, my little mageling, I promise.  I want you to focus on a mantra, something that will help clear your mind.  Over and over.  I want you to to say and think, until it’s all you know, “As I have a Master, I will master my magic.”

Adora blushed as she listened.  “You want me to say what?  But I don’t…Ivy, what are you talking about?”

“Am I not teaching you?  Haven’t you ever watched Karate Kid?  Someone who teaches you is…?”, Ivy said, trying to lead Adora to the truth.  Well, not the whole truth, obviously, but what she could handle now.

“Mr. Miyagi?”, Adora said, confused.  “Not gonna lie, but how is ‘Adora wacks off’ gonna help me learn magic?  Unless it’s sex magic I’m learning.”

“What??  No, little one.  Not Mr. Myagi.  A teacher is also called a Master.  Like in college, when you get a Masters degree so you can teach?  Or when Darth Vader talks to Palpatine he calls him Master?  I admit, I look way better than that, and I’m not evil.  But you get the idea.  Anyways, let's hear you say it.”  Ivy smiled, and looked at Adora expectantly.

“Ummm…As I have a Ma..Master, I will master my I feel really silly.  Is this really the way to do it?”, she asked, and then yelped as a stinging bolt of electricity hit her.  It was more surprise than pain, and she jumped as another hit the ground in front of her.

“You know, if your mind was clear, you could focus enough to block those, to turn them into flowers if you so wished”, Ivy said calmly.  “So, lets try again, my little mageling.  These are the methods that I’ve used to train magelings before, and it has never failed to work.  EVER.  I certainly have no intention of failing you now.”  She smiled gently at Adora, her voice echoing, carefully pitched and tuned, like a musical instrument, but with far deeper and longer lasting effects.  “Try again, my good girl.”

Adora blinked, but found herself nodding as Ivy spoke.  “As…as I have a Master, I will mas…master my magic.”

“Good.  Again”, Ivy said, smiling.

“As I have a Master, I will master my magic”, she said a bit firmer.  And then repeated it.  And repeated it.

“Good!!  Now, with the hood on, you won’t be able to hear yourself say it out loud, my little mageling.  So it’s important that you concentrate on it, focus on it, and use it to clear your mind.”

“Well…Ivy, how am I going to know when my mind is clear?”, Adora asked.  “It’s not like I’m going to be  able to ask you if this Hannibal hood is on my face.

“Oh, don't you  worry about that, my little mageling.  THAT is something that I’ve got taken care of.  Now…it can be a bit disconcerting when you first wear a hood like this, so I’ll be here, rubbing your back for a few minutes.  I want you to remember, darling, that I’m never EVER going to leave you alone.  I’m always with you, watching over you.”  The demon smiled widely.  “Ok?”

Adora gulped, but nodded, and settled back onto the pillow.  It’s not like she had a choice anyways, but to learn magic…THAT was something cool and worth a little bit of whatever it was that she was going to get.  “Ok, Ivy.  I’m…I'm ready.”

Ivy smiled at her mageling, and then walked in front of her and crouched down, watching as her magelings eyes flitted to her nipples cunt and then back up.  “My good girl…there will be time for that later, if you’re good.  Ok?  Close your eyes, and remember, I’m never going to leave you.”  She blinked, and then equipment materialized into being.  The Hood of Manus, a device from a world called Astoria, looked like an average sensory deprivation hood.  It was anything but average.  It removed all sight and as it contoured itself to her face, becoming almost a second skin, it blocked her ears.  It covered her mouth with a magical mesh that allowed her to breath but not hear herself speak or taste, and filled her nostrils with the same mesh that filtered her ability to smell.  For all intents and purposes, her little mageling was adrift in a void, only the pillow under her feet and the cuffs on her to remind her that she wasn’t.  And she watched as Adora lurched to the side, suddenly off balance by the lack of vision and other stimuli.  Ivy caught her and held her, rubbing her shoulders and back, whispering words that she knew that Adora couldn’t hear as she gently led her back to the proper position.  She rubbed a few moments, going slower and slower, before she lifted her hands away and stepped back.  Sitting on the ground, she sat and watched.

Adora was so off balance.  Like, beyond anything that she’d ever felt.  She suddenly couldn’t hear, or smell, or see.  She couldn’t feel anything on her face, and it was making her feel like she was floating on this ocean.  Like one of those floaty tank things…sens-dep!! Yea, that’s what it was called.  And oh yea, it helped that Olivia chick with memories and powers and stuff.  Maybe….Maybe Ivy had an idea with this.  Or maybe she got it from that show.  Adora had no idea.  She tried to clear her mind, and focus on the mantra.  She said it, unsure if Ivy could hear it or not.  "You better not be taking pictures of me for some sleazy porn site!!!", sghe shouted after the second time.

No answer.

Huffing, she repeated it multiple times until it got boring, and her mind wandered.  When was Ivy going to take her out of this?  What was she doing here?  She rattled the chains, able to feel them, but not hear them.  What sound did they make?  She had no idea.  She was just kneeling there.  How much time had passed?  It could have been hours, she had no idea.  It felt like forever.  She tried clearing her mind.  What had Ivy said?  “It’s important that you concentrate on it, focus on it, and use it to clear your mind”, she’d said.  So..Adora started repeating her mantra again.  She said in different tones, different speeds, but eventually she started concentrating on the words.  Saying them with different intonations, different speeds.  Repeating it over and over, she noticed that her throat never got sore, and she never got tired.  “Hmmm, must be magic.”  

She had no idea how long it took. It could have been two hours, it could have been a century, time stopped having meaning after a bit.  But eventually she let out a deep breath, and just…relaxed.  Said the words, let her mind empty,  letting her attention fade into the middle distance.  Then jerked with a squeal as something VERY wet and delightful began licking her quim, a few strokes, and then it stopped.  Even as she tried sinking down onto it, it was gone.  Huffing in frustration, she remembered that Ivy had said that she had a way of ensuring that she would know when her mind was clear.  “Oh yea, cuz i’m gonna be able to keep my mind clear now”, she said.  “You know, you should probably have a method that DOESN’T guarantee to distract me!!”, she shouted, fairly certain that Ivy could hear her…..she hoped.  She settled back down, and began to focus on the mantra again.  This time she was ready for the tongue…but it never showed.  Frustrated, she began to concentrate on not concentrating and then realized what Ivy had done.

She laughed.  “I see what ya did there, Miyagi!!  Give me something that makes me want to  concentrate on emptying my mind to make me realize that it’s not the sort of thing you can concentrate on!!  You ….I'm gonna change your name from Ivy to Yoda.  A cool, hot one.  No two feet tall leprechaun looking bitch here.  Allright, I gotcha”, she said, fairly certain that Ivy could hear her.  She let out a deep breath, and began again..