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Maxim tightened his grip, adjusted his position and began going harder. His breath getting a little harder as he went. It felt rather good, he was now looking forward to what was coming when he was done here. Going deep as he could, fast and rather hard. Trying to give her what she wanted. Imagining what she might do later, encouraging her to want to act on her past experiences a little.

She would get plenty in time. Maxim wanted to believe she would enjoy the inter hole even more, but he was not going to switch just yet, she wanted to feel him cum back here, and he would do it. He kept the same pace up, let her be the one to call out if she wanted it harder. Or in a different way. If she wanted to try to feel anything else from her past in a way that made it feel better.

Maxim could not get any hint of what was going through Anahel’s mind. He could see she was enjoying it in the moment though. That kept him going. They had a more practical goal, a life changing goal. But both wanted to please the other as well. Anahel’s magic would help that too, keep him going. He kept up his pace, a taste of what would come, to remind her of sex. All the things she used to, but with the attempt to reinforce her new positive feelings about it.

Not as strong a mix as it could be then. The old memories were only somewhat mixing with the new. Then again, admitting she did not care how she was used was probably the slave talking. Would her old training impact how she thought and acted during sex? Maxim did not intend to overdo it, they were fighting against slavery, he did not want to reinforce Anahel’s old thoughts too much. But he would test, to see her old experience impacted how much she liked certain things, how she did them. He firmly plunged in. He had no experience doing this, but Anahel likely encouraged it for a reason, whether she knew it or not. It did not take long for him to start going an energetic pace. Fast but not especially hard. Testing her reactions, wondering whether it brought back any connection to her past.

It was a surprising sight still, to see Anahel like this. Maxim was more the old her, or who she was becoming. It was not something he was going to complain about. At this point though he did suspect she was at least partially drawing on old memories. Remembering the little she enjoyed from her previous life. It was another delay on the goal they were after, but Maxim was willing to indulge this side of Anahel when it was what she wanted, see where it led. "Is this a sign of you already changing?" He wondered, suspecting a pure angel had no need for this, either for sexual purposes or waste. Biologically she seemed to be a mix of human and angel, becoming perhaps more human. "Remembering more of your old life? Did you used to enjoy this?" He wanted to be careful talking about her old life, but it was probably good to draw it out to a degree. Her old memories and thoughts. Mix her old life with her current one. As he asked the question, he slid the shaft between the cheeks, but did not enter. Waiting on her answer and teasing her a little, make her wonder which hole he was going to use.

With a grunt he felt it come out, a thick warm stream into Anahel's mouth. He paused to wait, feel the angel's less pure side as she swallowed it and to wait to see what she did next. Did she have a plan to draw on past experience to continue pleasing him, or was she going to do something else. With her power and magic, he did wonder if she could deal with the usual complication, make him able to go again without rest. Which 'Anahel' would take the next step, the slave, the angel, or the woman to be?

He was sure it would be a familiar taste, she would recognize when she tasted it, if she did not already remember. Her skills from her previous life certainly helped. It felt like she had never stopped, the lifetime of training and practice was still inside her. She could draw on them, if it did not overwhelm her, to please him in so many ways. To try to compete. She had the choice, to willingly the please the man she loved, much as she pleased her former master. ”Just…a little more…”. He could feel it building up, just a matter of time. Already Anahel got slight taste of it, his body also telling her how much she was pleasing it, begging for more.

Maxim would let her do it. There would be plenty more chances tonight, letting her do this would not seriously impact the chances. He wanted to let her do what she wanted. Explore the three sides of Anahel and how much of each she would become, the slave girl she once was, the Angel she currently was, and the wife and queen she would become. All three were truly her, they had to be delicate exploring her old life, but it was probably better not to ignore or try to forget it.

Pelintira quietly let them have their moment. Watching the other body, studying it in various ways. Perhaps tonight things would be different. Alenia would 'bond' a little more with it in a sense. Not necessarily a bad way, but a surprising way. One that was better to be a surprise. To prepare Alenia a little more for what was coming, make her a little stronger. More mastery over the body. Yes, while the soul was separated, the mind was not as dead as it appeared. Sooner or later the girl's mind and Alenia's would develop a connection of sorts. Not truly merge, but Alenia would gradually learn a lot.

Oh, this was going much further than Aileen had expected. She was following the steps of Ashley’s friends. “We better get you pregnant soon then. You can go even further than the others. What do you think, if you are still young enough…having your son’s child? You and the daughter having his children together? Logan giving his own daughter a child, if he is up for it?” Was Anya that twisted? It was turning her on. She had started to go even harder as she asked these questions.

"Strictly speaking, we don't need the soul. But there could be some value in keeping it around, just in case." Pelintira did not have any specific plans for the soul at this time, but maybe there would be an unplanned interesting opportunity for it later. With such magic, there was always potential for future experimentation in new areas. But it being nearby might have small influences, influence the connection between the body and Alenia. She was not bothered by Mao's attempt to comfort the girl. Alenia might have to make other drastic steps later, as she dug into this magic, but it was not like she had to become a complete monster. The important thing was a sort of ruthlessness in her studies, the results of her spells. But there was no harm having a sort of softness with allies and partners. Alenia, and Mao as a witness, would learn more about that as Alenia continued to learn. The ways she would change, and ways she would remain the same.

Pelintira watched Alenia work with the body. She was making reasonable progress. There was plenty of potential here. More than just a puppet. “You are free stay or leave, whichever you prefer. I will be keeping an eye on progress here. The girl’s soul remaining near the body or not probably won’t have an impact.” Could the soul see this? Was it watching? Those were just mild curiosities, whatever the answer was was not especially important. Interesting thing might happen between Alenia and the body, but the soul’s presence was not really a factor there.

Was that an invitation to one or more of them, the mention of the baths? Pelintira did not make any reply to that. Things seemed to be resolved. “Unless, Alenia has some new interest in potions, I do believe that is enough at the moment. I of course will visit you personally, if I need anything later.” She did occasionally make use of potions, but did not need any at the moment. She trusted Blacky not to gossip about Alenia’s new path or potential. Even after she was gone, she only expected to take small steps for now. With Alenia the priority was to continue practicing what she already had. Not to learn any more new spells yet.

This girl was making it really hard for Aileen not to give into temptation, to try to do it before Logan. She was looking for the twisted little family they would end up with. Sharing her with Logan. "I can feel it. Your body wants me so bad." She reflexively went harder as she felt it, could not resist giving Anya's body what it wanted so badly. She wanted to encourage these thoughts, make Anya give in. To be happy about this. "You will never have to move out. Live your life selling your body, helped by all those children. I'm sure a decent number will be daughters. Who can have daughters of their own. A little dynasty of sluts. Your name will be remembered in these walls." She could see the owners giving a little special treatment to someone who tried to produce a number of future employees for them. Anya would be getting into new territory. Even the other mothers here generally only had one or two children.

"There are few rules here, but I would not let this happen to one of my students...unless they volunteered." Pelintira could not rule out that would happen at some point. Someone curious enough about death might actually genuinely volunteer for that sort of thing, though none had done so yet in all the years she had been here. She would not say too much about the details, let Blacky figure them out, she seemed to be getting a sense already. "Certain...more discrete magic does get studied here from time to time." Alenia might have been a surprise, but she would not be surprised if Blacky already guessed she studied such things.

Pelintira considered it for the better Alenia did not bring that girl everywhere. That sort of magic and her connection to it was best kept secret. Though she supposed there was no harm in one more person being aware of it. Blacky could probably be trusted not to gossip about it. But she did not spell it out immediately. “Still in Alenia’s room, I presume. Probably the best thing to do when Alenia is not practicing her magic.”

Some of that would have to wait. Anything involving Logan or multiple people. She nodded along. “Me and Logan will make you a little baby factory too. You would like that wouldn’t you? Begin trying to knock you up again as soon as you push one out. You will have a happy little family…well a big one perhaps, surrounding you. Me and Logan will give you most of them, but a whore like you should be selling your body for breeding a little.” ”After he knocks you up the first time. When you starting showing. You will be getting some good pay.” She went hard. Making Anya think about her potential new ‘specialty’. Also that one day Anya would Cary her children, though not the first time. “There are men who will pay a lot for a pregnant girl. I’ll try to give you a special orgy.” A party. For a girl like that, she was sure she could get a number of men to take her at the same time. Possibly including Logan.

"Yes, I suspected that it was likely that. Just wanted to make sure nothing mislabeled had been left out." Pelintira did not care about her apprentices drinking stuff like that. Did not even care that much if one tricked another into drinking it without knowing. That was a lesson in itself. The drinker could try to undo the effect with magic, or maybe it would lead to a couple that would not have been drawn together otherwise. "This bottle was just left out..." She began lecturing Alenia. "You said you did not have interest in such potions. But keep in mind, someone who has interest in you might try to get you to drink one. Possibly without knowing it. I do not forbid such things. It up to you to be prepared." Though maybe she would enjoy it if she actually experienced it. But that was not Pelintira's plan to experiment with currently. If it happened, it would be at someone else's hands.

Pelintira set the crystal aside, but remained in her chair as the two entered. "I am pleased you seem to have slept well. Was keeping an eye on you, to make sure there was no trouble after yesterday." She calmly spoke to Alenia. "Do not be too afraid to experiment with her potions, though there is nothing wrong with taking your time either. There are many sources for study and growth, exploration into magic." She turned her eyes to her merchant. "At the moment, I do not desire a potion. But I was hoping to speak with you as well. Mao here, found a potion sitting out seemingly randomly. While I have my guesses, you would know for certain what sort of potion it was, and perhaps who bought it and seemed to forget about it. Show her the bottle, Mao."

Pelintira had been silently listening. Of course she could speak to the two of them from her current spot, if she chose to. But if they were going to both come to her, there was little point. She had wondered if Alenia would choose something strange, things in the body modification area or things like that. But it there was no problem with the fact she did not. It perhaps made since. That the girl was more cautious after her last request to learn went where it did. "Looks like we will have a chance to discover the purpose of the random potion soon enough." She observed to herself, and Mao.

It was a relief that no one was sick. Pelintira, nodded to Mao’s report. “Her location is not a mystery. She appears to have found Alenia. I am content to just observe. A business deal of sorts is being offered. I’m curious to see what, if anything, Alenia is interested in.” She did not care if Mao remained with her or joined the two of them. It would not likely change the results. “The old Alenia might have chosen something more innocent, or declined. I wonder what the new Alenia will do.” As it did not cause too much trouble, she would just watch and see. See both what Alenia chose, and how she used it.

Pelintira had continued to watch Alenia, curious to see if she looked troubled? She seemed fine for now, but the one she asked Mao to find, seemed to find Alenia instead. The two of them should probably still have a talk later, but for now she watched. Curious to see what these two talked about, what was offered to Alenia, and whether Alenia wanted it and how eagerly. It was perhaps a new good way to evaluate where Alenia was now, mentally. She would probably just watch from a distance, not get involved without good reason.

I just had not had the chance to read it yet. Have not had time to write as much as usual, catching up with extra work that came in over Christmas and New Year's breaks. Will probably get a look and reply in tonight,

Pelintira could have gone visiting the merchant herself, but Mao wanted to be helpful, so she would let her do it. It let her watch Alenia some more. Watched the body as well. They were still connected, more than Alenia realized. She was not showing signs yet, but maybe tomorrow. In dreams or elsewhere. She might have dreams where she saw the girl, watching or maybe even reliving some of her memories. Other possibilities as well. The soul’s closeness might have an impact too, but it was not necessary for these things. It probably was not happening yet though, Pelintira suspected she would see signs of it in Alenia’s sleep.

It was probably nothing to be too worried about. There was not likely to be anything too dangerous in the potion supply. "As for the drinker, it probably isn't a big deal. At least if it was a love potion. I'm not really bothered by anyone using such things. Just make sure no one is sick or suffering from other strange unexpected symptoms." Pelintira could help if there was an actual problem, but if it was a love potion, better to let it play out. No harm there, in her mind. "Though it is probably worth making sure it was actually bought, and not just left out." It was worth at least double-checking with the merchant. That it was not left out by accident or as an experiment or prank of some sort. She should be professional enough not to do that, but Pelintira considered it her responsibility to check, just to be safe.