Rough Training Sessions

 "Hyaah!" Fiona screamed as she tried to blast her trainer with Arcane Shot. Her attempt was met with another failure as he dodged the attack easily. She released a spread-out Arcane Shot, yet he dodged and even blocked the one he could not with his staff, Shield applied on it.

 "And now, it's my turn," Fiona looked at him in fear, while blushing. Considering how tattered her current clothing is, her reason for blushing is obvious. 

 Ian had turned their spar into a game. He would hold back not like yesterday, but unlike before, she needed to land 3 hits. For him, he needs to tear apart her clothing until nothing remains.

 A very perverted spar. She had tried to object but he reminded her that she agreed to do what he said. He also put up the condition for every loss, there will be more handicaps for her.

 She had to reluctantly agree and so began her spar with her trainer. Except it is more of a bullying with how her face is red and tears already formed on her face.

 "You agree to this, Fiona," Ian reminded her.

 "And I want to slap my past self for agreeing with this!" she yelled back. And was promptly hit by Arcane Shot, taking another part of her clothing with precise shots.

 "That is not how to talk to your teacher," Ian scolded her before another spell took out her top, leaving her breast bare. She instinctively covered her breast, which was a bad move on her part, as Ian took out her pants as well, taking the top of her pants and making it fall down, leaving her nude.

 She dropped to the ground, curling into a ball in the hope of protecting her modesty. One, that sadly, Ian did not plan on giving up on.

 "Get up," he makes her stand before pushing her arms away. Admiring her figure, he then groped her breast, watching how she tried to muffle her moan-

 "Aahhn,"

 -and failed spectacularly. 

 "You know what will happen," he whispered into her ear before his cock entered her cunt while she was standing, more moans come out as he fucked her like a beast in heat.

-x-

 After the first spar, which lead to her total defeat, she was fucked until she lost consciousness. Unfortunately, when she woke up, there was still time for a second spar, one that left her dreading.

 Thankfully, he did not make her spar with him. Unfortunately, there was still training, and with the spare clothes confiscated, she was forced to train while naked.

 "Come on, keep Light up longer," Ian ordered, while his hands traced her spine, making her shiver and almost break her concentration.

 She suppressed the moan bubbling inside her throat, not wanting to be distracted. But that's when Ian put his finger on her fold and traced it, making her lose concentration and the Light dissipate.

 "Looks like you lose focus, again. You know what that means," Fiona wanted to stop him but Ian was too strong.

 He forced her to bend on his knees before he delivered her punishment, 5 spanks. She had lost concentration before, and so, red handprints were all over her rear and thigh.

 After the fifth spank, she stood up, but with some difficulties. "And if you lose concentration one more time, it will be 10 spanks," he told her.

 Fiona mumbled one he caught on to. "Can you repeat that?" he ordered.

 She mumbled once more, but Ian did not have it. His finger entered her fold, before twirling inside her pussy, making her gasp, "Can. You. Repeat. That," he asked, this time, slower.

 "I-I, do-don't, know, yo-you, a-are, a per-pervert," she managed to say, her head lowered before her head was forcefully turned to face him.

 She saw him forming a smile that could only be described as evil. 

 "Well, then, I am going to show you how perverted I can be,"

 Another scream tore through the wood, followed by panting and moaning.

-x-

 "Do I have to train wearing only these?" Fiona asked, blushing as she was only wearing her underwear aside from a brown cloak that draped on her shoulder.

 "Well, you did say I am a pervert, and as a perverted trainer, I am going to make you train without wearing anything else," she regretted calling him a pervert, even though it is true.

 "Now cast Light and keep it on while I 'distract' you," if distract is another word for groping, then yes, he will 'distract' her with all he got.

 Soon, his hands traveled all over her body, making her lose concentration and drop Light more than a few times. However, he seemed to only count how much time she lost concentration instead of spanking her, which made her feel more dread than ever.

After the 20th time, Ian removed her cloak. "H-hey!" she yelled out, shivering as her bare skin was exposed to the wind.

 "For every 20th time you lose your concentration, a garment will be removed from your body. So, better keep your concentration or you will have no more clothing on you by the time of our spar," Ian told her.

 She blushed and grumbled, something about a perverted boyfriend. Ian's eyes grew steely as she spank her rear, making her lose concentration once again.

 "Let's see how long you can hold on,"

-x-

 Unfortunately, it took her only half an hour before she reached the 20th mark, where her bra was soon removed, exposing her breast to his eyes.

 She wanted to cover it but the order her trainer gave could not be ignored, less she would suffer dire consequences.

 She casts Light again but loses concentration as her nipples are pinched by him.

 "I-ian," she stuttered though the brunette seemed to have no mercy. "Cast. Light." she obeyed despite the pain and pleasure she currently feeling.

 This exacerbates as her nipples are pulled and twisted, causing her to lose concentration immediately the moment she casts Light.

 "Again," she cast Light but it immediately dissipates. By the 20th failed attempt, Ian took her panties, the only garment left on her body.

 This time, his hand remains near her fold, teasing it. "20th attempt, starting now," he reminded her, forcing Fiona to cast Light again.

 When his hand traced her fold, she folded, the Light gone in an instant.

 "Again," this time, his fingers entered her.

 "Again," her thumb pressed on her clit.

 "Again," one of his hands pumped inside her pussy.

 "Again," the other one pinched her clit.

 "Again," soon, she reached her 20th attempt, and failed, her cunt weeping and nectar dripping onto the forest floor.

 Unable to stop herself, she fell on top of him, breathing heavily.

 "And now, we spar," she looked at him with fear in her eyes but he did not budge. He put her against a tree as he took his position.

 "This time, I will begin," fearing for her body, she prepared to curl herself when Ian walked towards her and pushed his cock inside her without warning.

 "You are already undressed, so, it's my win," he told her as Ian proceeded to pound her, marking the end of their training session and the beginning of their intimate session.