The Emerald Witch

[dr_mabeuse]

Breeze

A night of delicious agony without relief, being made to stand like a naked statue at the Witch's throne and witness the seduction of the warrior woman while the Witch continued to tease him, the sucking mouths that appeared between his legs, all had left him in a state of physical and sexual desperation far beyond anything he had ever known. His cock was huge, distended, the veins bulging and throbbing with each beat of his heart, semen and precum leaking from the angry purplish head. His testacles were grotesqualy large and sore, bursting with stored up ejaculate.

What was worse though, was how his frustration affected not only his body but his mind. He was like a vicious animal, strong and dangerous, willing to risk his life for relief from this agony, and the Witch could feel this terrible male energy as she worked her spell on him and made him walk down the hall to this room. She was like a fisherman with a powerful and deadly shark on her line who was fighting her and snapping at her as she sought to reel him in. And yet she enjoyed manipulating him, the contest of wills and strength.

She brought him to the side of the table and it was only be promising him relief that she was able to get him up and in the shackles without really exerting herself.

Immediately Breeze began to fight against the shackles, grateful to have something to expend his strength on, some target for his frustration. His entire body was hard and sheened with sweat as he sought for the touch that would bring release.

He saw Alexandra on the table next to him begin to writhe and tremble at some spell the Witch was working on herm and the sight of his consort twisting in sexual heat only excited him more. He hardly saw her as his companion any more, just as a woman, capable of giving him what he wanted. Her moans of desire and pleasure inflamed him. He could smell her arousal in the air, taste her excitement.

And then the Witch was touching him. Through some spell or magic, delicate fingers slid over his cock, tickled his balls, made hium heave out of his bonds looking for a more substantial touch.

And he found it as he felt the invisible fingers tighten asround the girth of his cock and begin to pump him, taking towards orgasm at last. It would not take long, and he groaned loudly with pleasure at the sensation.

"Alexandra!" he called over to her, out of his mind with lust, "Watch me my Lady, my whore! See what I would have given you had you but asked! I've kept it all for you, but now the Witch will have it! The Witch will have it all!"

Alenxandra turned her head in a stupor of pleasure all her own. She licked her dry lips as she saw the size of Breeze's enormous tool and thought of all the nights shen she could have lain with him and taken him into the warmth and emptiness of her own body. She saw him straining so hard that every muscle in his body stood out quivering, his back arched off the table, his buttocks flexed.

Breeze felt the orgasm start and cried out in relief. All the tension and agony in his baalls gathered at the base of his cock like a thunder head until he could stand it no longer, and then in a rush of ecstasy the cloud shot a bolt of lightning down the length of his prick and a great spurt of semen shot from the tip of his cock, arced four feet in the air and landed splatteriing on his chest.

Breeze threw his head back and howled through gritted teeth as it was followed by another jet of come, just as high and more copious, that geysered up, fell back on his body where it formed a great pearlescent pool on his hard belly.

Again and again he shot his come into the air as Alexandra watched rapt with wonder, her own pleasure burning through her body as she instinctively reached for him with her tongue and fingers.

Breeze' body collapsed then immediately arced back up as the invisible fingers drew the semen from him and he exploded again and again, till at last the rest of his load just streamed from the head of his prick, coating and flooding down to pool beneath his the cheeks of his ass.

Relief so sweet that he very nearly passed out, lying there twitching with aftershocks of his enormous come as his cock slowly deflated for the first time in hours.

 

[little_golden]

Lanita suddenly felt more in control and felt her confidence returning as she called forth the other woman. The other woman seemed interest to say the least.

Is she for real pondered Lanita.

The doubt was shattered as the woman (Serena) come over and started to lovingly kiss each toe and then began to stroke her feet. The arousal in Lanita grew as she felt Serena moved between legs, positioning herself, to provide Lanita with a special delight.

Grasping Serena's light brown hair, I hold it, not just to comfort her to put myself in control.

Oh how I want her. Oh that velvet like tongue. Come on sugar.... Lanita thinks to herself.

The nibbling, licking, and the thrusting of her tongues leaves Lanita panting and moaning in ectasy. It's simply delicious. Only a woman's tongue could be so strong, so pleasing, so passionate.

Lanita screamed out in ectasy as she felt the tongue growing longer and wider.

"Ahhhhhhhuuuuuu" Lanita grunted as the soft tongue seemed to turn into a hard hot pole.

The wet slippery sensation burned between her legs.

It feels like a giant cock in me! Lanita screamed in her mind. At that very second she was sure that a thick load of cum had just been buried deep within it.

Can't be.... She's a woman...Or is she? Is she a demon????

As she felt a dripping sensation, she stopped the woman's tonguing and roughly pulled her up to her own face.

"Who are you? What are you?" Lanita spoke harshly.

 

[pneema]

The Witch watched as Breeze surrendered. As he came down from his orgasmic high, her whisper curled around and reverberated through him ...

"You are mine, Orin Saradenj. Your body, your mind, your soul belong to me."

As she struck her claim on, the chains around him fell away.

"Come here, Breeze and tell me if you think you can help me. You see, Alexandra here still hasn't complied with my wish. Do you think you can force her to comply?"

She lightly carressed his hair as he nodded.

"I'm sure you'll please me well, Breeze. Now, see if you can make Alexandra cum for me ... oh .. but only use your tongue."

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Erta

Erta allows the purr of pleasure to creep into her voice as she leans forward to whisper to the young man chained to the wall. She whispers in intimate detail as Breeze kneels between Alexandra's legs and begins to lick her begins his quest to please the Emerald Witch.

She can not participate in the tortures and pleasures that abound in the Witch's haven, and so she takes perverse delight in the few times she is allowed to drive the special guests of the Witch to the point of no return, only to let them down again, before they fall.

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Serina

"Who are you? What are you?" Lanita asked angrily, pulling Serina close to her.

Serina laughed and faded away like fog on a sunny morning. Her laughter echoing in the room after her disappearance .

"I am the Witch's to do with as she will, and soon, you will be as well, Lanita of Granta."

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Orin Saradenj, 'Breeze'

"You are mine, Orin Saradenj. Your body, your mind, your soul belong to me."

He heard the words in his mind, felt them on his body as the chains that held him fell magically away from him. In the lingering bliss he felt after his enormous release he scarcely recognized their significance, but something inside him glowed and he felt a deep satisfaction. He had done well and the Witch was claiming him. He was filled with pride, as if he had just won a great victory.

He got down from the table and looked about him. Everything had changed somehow. The room, filled with emerald colored light was terribly beautiful. He glanced up at the Witch where she sat still covered in her silk and he knew without thinking that she had to cover herself because she was too beautiful for mortal eyes to look upon. She covered herself only to protect those she loved.

"Come here, Breeze and tell me if you think you can help me. You see, Alexandra here still hasn't complied with my wish. Do you think you can force her to comply?"

She caressed his hair lightly and it was as if a surge of pure erotic energy burned through him. Immediately his cock began to harden and he felt the fresh semen begin to churn in his balls. The urge for sex became almost unbearable.

"Yes Mistress. I've known the Lady these past months and have longed for her embrace all that time. She is chaste, but she is passionate by nature. I beg you let me please you by offering you her pleasure."

"I'm sure you'll please me well, Breeze. Now, see if you can make Alexandra cum for me ... oh .. but only use your tongue."

Alexandra lay on the stone slab, her belly heaving as she had fought off the urge to orgasm caused my the ghostly caressed the Witch had sent her. As Breeze approached, the slab suddenly split and the portions upon which her legs rested swung apart, allowing him free access to her sex.

But he did not move between her thighs. He went to her head where he whispered in her ear. "Alexandra, surely it is no secret to you that I have loved you all the time we've been together, and lusted after you for almost as long. How many nights have I slept at your side and dreamt of you giving yourself to me, the pleasure of joining with you in ecstatic embrace. making you feel my manhood inside of you, my strength around you? Now I am going to kiss you. I am going to give you the ultimate kiss. I beg you, my Lady, if you love me at all, surrender to my ministrations, give yourself over to the pleasure I create inside you.
"Alexandra, the Witch is not evil. This is a place of pleasures unimaginable if you yield. Otherwise it is nothing but torture."

Then he nibbled her era. He licked his way down her throat and chest to her breasts, where he filled his hands with them and licked them all over, save her sensitive nipples, which stood up proud and stiff. Alexandra began to writhe on the slab, trying to force her breasts into his mouth.

He drew his tongue slowly down her body to her hips, where he planted long slow kisses in the hollows where her thighs joined her trunk.

The Witch watched in amusement as Breeze came around the table and stepped between Alexandra's shamelessly spread legs, but still he did not go to her sex. Instead he began to lick up the insides of her thighs, stopping to give her slow, sucking kisses on her sensitive flesh. Her legs strained in the chains, trembling as she tried to draw them together, and the muscles of her stomach quivered as she fought to maintain her composure.

He came at last to her pussy, but he did not touch her. He merely brushed his lips against her small puff of pubic hair, blowing softly on her swollen labia. Chossing his spot carefully, he kissed her on the small band of flesh between labia and thigh, lingering there, teasing her with his tongue until she began to twist to try and force hims closer to her center of need.

But he was not to be rushed. His cock was now fully erect again, and was drooling precum from the tip and he kissed and licked her. Alexandra had to remind herself that this was indeed Orin Saradenj, a warrior of the Saradenj family, renowned for his skill and bravery, who now toyed with her most intimate flesh. His own passion was evident in the hungry moans and loud slurping sounds he made as he worked at her.

Her pussy was aching for attention now, and still he avoided her, content with lightly kissing her thighs and groin or running his tongue through her glistening pubic hair. She looked down through her breasts and saw his head, shiny with sweat, his eyes closed in rapture as he inhaled her sexual frangrance.

And then he touched her. A soft kiss on the lips of her sex that made her cry out in surprise, and then his lips wer gone but his tongue traced her furrow, partingher tenderly, licking her lips, nipping them between his own lips. She felt her wetness and the heat of his tongue. She felt the trembling excitement in his touch, felt his tongue withdraw as he lapped her juices from it and groaned with desire.

Using two fingers he spread her apart and kissed the exposed flesh, licked her, rimmed the opening toher body with his eager tongue, sending shocks of animal pleasure through her. She arched her back and gritted her teeth as she felt him move up towards her clitoris.

But he teased her here as well, not touching her. Coming close, but never giving her relief until her whole body was quaking, the fluids gushing from her. She trtied to resist, tried to hold out, but her body wanted it so very badly, wanted to let go, to fall into the lake of pleausre she knew was just beneath her.

She felt his tongue at her clit, not even touching her, just fanning the air nearby and her eyes rolled back into her head. At last then he touched her, the saliva fromhis mouth joining with her sexual oils to form a bridge between toungue tip and the bud of her clit. He held her like that, her lips parted, his tongue trembling against her most sensitive spot.

The Witch smiled behind her green veil,

 

[little_golden]

Trapped!!!!!!!!

Lanita was stunned when Serina broke in laughter. She was being mocked! Maybe the witch was watching through some hidden place.

But when she went to pull her closer, the woman simply vanished into thin air. The woman's voice echoed in the room over and over in a chilling fashion.

The woman's fading words were haunting:
"I am the Witch's to do with as she will, and soon, you will be as well, Lanita of Granta."

What did she mean? What did the witch want? What type of game is this? Is that really male cum in me? Will I get pregnant this time? What type of demon was she?

"I demand to see you witch!!!!" Lanita screamed out in anger.

She rushed to the door... but it had disappeared.

"Trapped!!!!" Lanita yelled out in utter frustration.

 

[pneema]

The Witch sat quietly, perfectly still, smiling to herself as she watched Breeze enjoy his reward. He was good, she would not have to waste time training him. The Princess that arched beneath his tongue would provide amusment for a while yet. And there there was the two new guests, one of which she'd yet to meet, but who was currently searching for the walls of his room. He was occupied until tomorrow. After her playtime with Alexandra and Breeze she'd go visit with the warrior woman.

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Erta

Erta details each kiss, touch, flick or lick on Alexandra's skin made by Breeze. She circles the young man, to whisper in each ear. She stops momentraily and chooses a toy from a table close to her ... a small flogger. As she resumes her prowling around him, adding small flicks of the flogger to punctuate her whispered descriptions.

The young man is too far gone in his desire to even try to hold back each cry or whimper as the tails of the flogger nip his flesh. He knows he'll eventually be allowed his release, as soon as he learns to find the pleasure in his torture. The details of the wanton pleasures allowed to others whispered in his ear each night, all night drove him near insane with desire. Nothing touched his flesh but the bite of the Witch's toys. He ached, he needed release, and still they tease him. Soon he'd succumb to the Witch's desire for him. In the meantime, he builds a picture of the woman they tease him with. She must be special for the Witch has spent two nights on her.

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Lanita's Room

As Lanita paces her room, she can hear whispered giggles, as if she were being watched. She searches her room, trying to find another way in or out. Nearing areas where she thinks she had heard giggles, invisible hands carres her or pinch her. With each touch, another whisper from the other side of the room is heard ...

"Serve the Witch. Please the Witch."

 

[virgin_rose]

Alexandra, the Witch is not evil. This is a place of pleasures unimaginable if you yield. Otherwise it is nothing but torture.

his last words seems to give a hint of some sort of warning that made me more and more intent to fight the wonderful feelings i'm experiencing. when i felt my legs being parted wider for him, i tried my best to struggle agains the straining schackle.

i knew it was useless, but i was determine to not give too easily. if the witch wanted something, she would have to work for it.

as Breeze kissed and licked me, i could feel again the wetness running down between my thighs. my breath began to shorten and become uncontrollable. i strain again to free my hands and legs but the shackles keeps me in place while Breeze agonize me with his teasing touches.

i could feel him near my most sensitive parts, savouring my smells and taste but he would not let me relished a taste of his touch as he enjoyed mine.

my body aching for him to please me. to stop playing with me. to stop that nagging feelings that grope inside me. I kept arching my body letting him access to my sensitive parts but he keeps avoiding them when he knows very well that i'm in agony from his actions.

"Please... please..." i whispered, begging him to comply when i felt my body could not take the distress he's causing me anymore.

when his lips finally touched my pussy lips ever so lightly, i couldn't controlled a gasp that escaped my mouth. then his tongue started to lapped at my flowing juices making me realize for the first time how wet i had become. then i heard him groan with contentment and lust and i knew that he was telling the truth when he says that he had been longing for me all these while. wishing all the time that i could be his.

i tried to lower my body to him when i felt his tongue drilling my hole. i wanted him so much that i was already willing to do whatever he wants me to do. but again he just plays with me and would not let me just get a taste of his tongue on my throbbing clit. i was already thrashing my body, unable to control myself from all the torments he is putting on me.

My whole body shooke with tremendous orgasm that runs through me like a broken dam, sudden and with a rush. it feels like a relieve from all the agonying tease that was put on me when he at last tongue my clit and gives me the most astaunding orgasm i've ever had since we had arrived.

 

[little_golden]

Lanita in Captivity

Lanita feels trapped, lonely and confused. As she hurries around the walls trying to find doorway, she gets more and more disoriented as to where the door used to be.

"It has to be here somewhere!" Lanita screamed out in anger.

As she moved around the perimter of the room she hear giggles. They were like tiny goblin voices or the voice of children. It disturbed her greatly as the chant seemed to get under her skin and into her mind.

The walls began to again reach out and touch her. She tried to force away the hands but whenever she got too close to a wall they probbed or teased her nipples, spanked or stroaked her bum, or tried to finger her honey pot. Yes, it was arousing and disturbed her greatly.

The voices chanted in unison -"Serve the Witch. Please the Witch."

"No-ooooooooooooooooooo" yelled out Lanita. But she didn't hear her scream. Something was wrong..... A sense of panic started to rise within her. Now more than anything she wanted her clothes, her armor and weapons.....



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[dr_mabeuse]

Breeze

Alexandra is fighting him, fighting to keep from coming, though her nerves blaze with flames of pleasure. Her back is arched, every muscle in her body tense and trembling ad his lips finally kiss her clit, wetly, tenderly. She groans, she screams, she tosses her hips towards him and away; she cannot stand the pleasure yet she cannot stand to be away from it either. She fights against her body's instincts, trying not to climax as her body fights to surmouint that last pinnacle and reach the release she knows is on the other side.

"Come, Alexandra!" Breeze calls out, his mouth filled with her flesh, "Come for me, my Lady! Come if you ever loved me! Why do you fight it? What do you fear?"

He dives back to her pussy, this time lashing softly at her clit with his tongue, making her scream. And Alexandra is not the only one wavering on the point of orgasm. Breeze's cock is enormous, hard, and seeping with strings of precum. But more than that, his oral caresses of Alexndra's pussy have so excited him that he is on the verge of orgasm.

The Witch knows this, and she watches with interest as Breeze's lips and tongue move desperately against Alexandra's seeping flesh and he thrusts shis tongue into her as far as it will go, wiggling the tip deep inside her as he groans and clasps her buttocks tightly in his hands. He jerks his hips forward and a stream of come shoots from his cock, splattering against the stone base of the table. Another follows, his prick jerking up as it fires a stream of semen into the air, and then another, and another, as it streams from his cock in pearly threads.

 

[virgin_rose]

Come for me, my Lady! Come if you ever loved me! Why do you fight it? What do you fear?

my hands was grasping for someting to hold on to as Breeze force me to the edge. my lungs was grasping for air with each thrush of Breeze's tongue.

then suddenly he groaned and i felt his hold on my buttock tighten to almost hurting me and i knew Breeze was having an orgasm from all the excitement. knowing that Breeze had gotten relieve just from tryiing to please me makes me loose all the control that's left inside me. i let go of everything and let my body speaks for itself and experienced the joy that Breeze had built inside me.

i felt like a huge load had been taken off my shoulder when i accepted the fact that fighting against the witch is just not worth it. pleasing her is much more satisfying and rewarding.

 

[pneema]

The Witch's head moved slightly under the emerald hood, as if contemplating something while she watched Breeze work expertly on Alexandra. As they both reached orgasm, she smiled. Though the twist of her lips was hidden in the shadows of the hood, her pleasure at the performance of the two was clearly felt.

"Your will is strong, Alexandra, but you have done well. As have you, Breeze. You both deserve to rest for you've done alot already."

With that, she was gone.

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Erta

Erta laughs soflty as the young man cums at the same time as she relays Alexandra and Breeze's mutual orgasm. She reachs around him, lightly flicking the flogger across his still stiff penis before she steps out from behind him. She sets the flogger down and exits the room, leaving him still hanging. He can relax until the Witch is ready for him.

She enters Alexandra and Breeze's room quietly and moves to unshackle Alexandra and help her up.

"Come, I'll help you two to your rooms. There is food waiting for you there and you can rest until the Witch desires you again."

She guides them down the hallways, letting the hands touch them at will. As they reach their rooms, she helps Alexandra into hers and closing and locking the door. She turns and does the same to Breeze's door as well, seeing him safely inside.

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The Emerald Witch

The Witch stayed in the shadows of Lanita's room, watched her pace, felt her panic rise.

"No-ooooooooooooooooooo"

She stepped out of the shadows, directly in front of Lanita. From behind her, two nubile women stepped and moved towards Lanita. One stood behind Lanita and held her hands. The other knelt in front of her and began to tease Lanita with her tongue.

"You wished to see me, Lanita of Granta?"

 

[little_golden]

Lanita meets the witch

Lanita was frantic as he hurried around the room being touched and poked everytime she came too close to the walls.

Magic everywhere! Cursed magic! she thought to herself.

Then out of nowhere the Emerald Witch appeared.....

The Witch stayed in the shadows of Lanita's room, watched her pace, felt her panic rise.

This was her opportunity to settle the score and she rushed towards the witch desperate to make some defence and to escape the room.

If I can just reach her and get her neck Lanita mentally palnned her attack as she sprang forward.

Before she finished three steps across the room she felt the hands of a nubile woman holding her back. They were not using extreme force rather it felt as if feather were softly holding her back causing her no end of frustration.

I'll try reasoning.... decided Lanita as she realized she not get anywhere near the witch.

But then another beautiful woman emerged and knelt before her.

Not now... Oh no not now.... thought Lanita as she felt the other woman positioning herself between her legs......

The moment was broken when the witch spoke in an authoritative way:
"You wished to see me, Lanita of Granta?"

"Witch! What sort of magic is?!" burst out Lanita's words from her throat.

"I come for knowledge of the prince's whereabouts.... I agree to pay the price.... yet..... I am held captive....." declared Lanita. She was looking for answers......

 

[pneema]

The Witch ignored Lanita's first question. Her magic was her own and she explained it to no one.

"I come for knowledge of the prince's whereabouts.... I agree to pay the price.... yet..... I am held captive....."

"You are not held captive, and the Prince's whereabouts will be revealed in due time. Until then, you need only enjoy yourself."

As the Witch's words faded, the woman kneeling in front of Lanita slipped a finger inside her and wriggled it slightly. Behind her, the woman that held Lanita's hands pressed Lanita's hand to her own stomach and moved them lower, until she could use Lanita to play with herself.

The woman behind Lanita leaned forward as she worked herself, her breasts pressed against Lanita's back. She dropped her head slightly, her lips brushed over Lanita's shoulder, and again, with her tongue. She stepped closer, her hips grinding against Lanita.

In front of Lanita, the woman on her knees concentrates primarily on Lanita's clit, though periodically a finger or two were slipped inside Lanita.

The Witch stood there and watched and listened to the pleasured sounds of the three. When Lanita was finally driven to the edge, the two women pulled back until their touch was barely there until Lanita calmed down. Then they resumed their foreplay more aggresive than earlier. This contined throughout the night, sometimes aggressive, sometimes gentle.

Lanita stood there, her body covered in a sheen of sweat, her chest heaved with each labored breath. The two womaen brought her to the edge again and held her there for a few minutes and then pulled away. Only this time, the Witch stepped forward to whisper into Lanita's ear.

"Do you desire release?"

Lanita nodded, deep enough into the pleasure to be barely coherent.

The Witch stepped back. The two women stood in front of Lanita, kissing each other and ignoring Lanita, for the first time that night.

"Show me how much you need your release, Lanita. When you make them cum, you may ask me if you can receive your release as well."

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Orin Saradenj, 'Breeze'

Once inside his room he feels the Spell of Control slip from his body, and he is free to use his own body as he will once more.

He knows he has been sorely used and has made a spectacle of himself, but, strangely, he does not care. All he can remember was the fiery pleasure of ejaculating, the fierce joy of fulfilling the Witch's desires.

But there is food here now, and he is terribly hungry. Before him a broad table fairly groans under the weight of meats and fowl, fruits and vegetables, baked goods and wine, and he falls to it ravenously. The food is wonderfully flavorful, delicious beyond anything he has known before, and as he eats he can actuallyfeel strength returning to his body, his muscles swelling, his balls filling again with hot seed.

Thinking back over his experiences so far, he recalls the feel of the Witch's finger on his body as he stood chained by her throne. The thought of her touch beings an involuntary shudder to his frame. Never had he felt anything as incredibly erotic. Ifhe had to pick the one moment when he knew he wanted to serve her, it would be thenm when she touched him.

Thinking about it now he longed to feel it again. He longed to do whatever was necessary to bask in her favor. Unbidden to his mind there came a sudden image of himself chained and helpless in her power, his hands bound to stong steel bars above his head, his ankles to the solid rock floor beneath him. In his mind he saw the Witch standing beofre him, her cloak open only enough to show a glimpse of one incredible breast and one shapely leg. She had a whip in her hand, and he knew she would use it on him, and that wherever she struck hiom the pain and pleasure would be excruciating.

He was almost overcome with the need then to masturbate, to relieve himself of this terrible need for her. But he would not let himself do it. "It is for my Mistress" he told himself. "I am hers now."

 

[pneema]

The Witch watched Lanita and the women, knowing it would only be a matter of time.

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Erta

After closing the door behind Breeze, Alexandra already safely ensconced in her room, Erta lingers a moment, watching Breeze through the secret spying hole that only she knew about. Well, the Witch as well, but that was a given. She watches Breeze as he tucks into his food, standing naked though by now, he'd barely notice that fact. She takes him all in, pausing on his lean hips, muscular buttocks, and as he turns slightly to reach for a particular treat, the dark nest of curls cradling him. Images of him on the table, engorged and throbbing, reaching for the invisible touch flicker through her head and she licks her lips.


Quietly she stands and heads down the halway to another room.

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Serina

I lay on my bed as I await the next call of the Witch. As I lay there, I can't help but think of the lovely woman I pleased earlier. She was strong and tasted dellcious. Going from licking her to sucking a hard cock within seconds was divine, and I wanted more, I wanted a man behind me, in front of me and beneath me. I'm hungry, but not for the food that is ever present. My hands move of their own desire, one to play with my nipples, the other to stroke between my legs. Slowly I tease myself, taking pleasure in slowly building the tension and the desire inside. I had reached the place I lked to be the most - so close to the edge, but not quite there yet - when the door opened. I turned slightly to see who, my fingers continuing their slow self-tease. It was Erta, the Witch's right hand. My legs spread wider, an unconscience movement to show her my desire. I wanted her to see. I wanted everyone to see.

She watched me for a few moments. If I didn't know better, I'd say she had a touch of hunger as well, but I had never seen nor heard of Erta performing for the Witch. How sad to never know this pleasure. As if sensing my thoughts, her face changed slightly, became harder, closed. She motioned for me to follow. I slid off my bed and fell into step behind her, making sure she watched as I lick my fingers clean.

Together we walk to another room, I turn and twist a little to allow the fingers to do with me what they will. All too soon we stop and she gestutres for me to enter. Inside, a handsome man stands in front of the table, enjoying the food there. He was a delicious speciman of a man. Tall, strong and dark, and well porportioned from the look of him. Before entering completly, I turn to Erta, knowing she'd give me an idea of why I was here.

"This is your room now. Do what you will."

Inordinatly pleased, and still tingling with desire, I walk up to the man I'm to share my room and bed with and hold out my hand, purring as I introduce myself.

"Hello, My name is Serina. "

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Erta

Erta closes the door behind Serina and moves to her spy hole and watches Serina's sexy saunter as she moves to introduce herself to Breeze.

After a few moments of watching Breeze and Serina, she decides to watch and see how the Princess is dealing with herself.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Orin Saradenj, 'Breeze'

His meal was interupted by the door's opening. Erta stepped into the room, followed by the voluptuous form of a naked woman, radiating sexual desire.

Herr body was lithe and lightly muscled, and made for one thing. Erect breasts, generous hips and long, sinuous legs, she carried herself like a hunting panther as she walked slwoly into the room and stood looking at him.

He hardly heard what Erta said, his eyes were captured by the woman, who seemed to be quivering with erotic tension. By the time the door closed, his cock was blatantly erect, and he made no attempt to hide it.

Their eyes met and locked, and each of them knew what the other wanted.

"They call me Breeze." he said.

"Breeze." she repeated. She touched her breast. "I am Serena."

He looked at her. "Is there any reason why I shouldn't touch you?"

She smiled. "None whatsover, Breeze."

He took her in his arms and she immediately molded her body tightly to his, one leg coming up to run sensuously along the side of his body as her fingers tested the rock hard muscles of his arms. Her mouth opened widely to him, admitting his tongue, and he could feel her body rise quickly to a feverish level of heat as he crushed her to him.

With one hand he held her head still as he kissed her, the other slid down the curve of her back to grab one of her meaty buttocks, sliding his fingers around to probe the fissure between them. She moaned deeply into his mouth, letting him know that there was no need to go slow or be gentle. He picked her up, holding her against his body and dropped her on his bed, falling on top of her.

They were like animals as they rolled on the bed in their lust, kissng, their hands running all over each other. Finally he emerged on top, holding her wrists down, pinning her to the bed. He split her legs with his own thighs, and when his cock touched her between the legs she hissed and spreasd her thighs wide, urging her hips up at him. without breaking his kiss he found her and plunged into her in one stroke, finding no resistance.

Serena broke the kiss and hissed in pleasure as she felt herself filled with his hard cock, felt his muscular trembling inside her in his eagerness.

"Hard!" she said. "Fuck me hard. Make me feel it!"

He pulled his hips back, then plunged back in, reaching for hier limits, his hips banging into her upturned thighs.

"Yes," she moaned, "Just like that! Like that!"

 

[virgin_rose]

i felt so tired after the episode with Breeze. a part of me still can't quite believe that I, Princess Alexandra Elena Dupuis, daughter of his Majesty, Frederick the 3rd had actually done such a thing. or more matter of fact, had felt good doing it. this is all against everything i have stood for. almost instantaneously i realized i had said stood instead of stands for... does this means that i no longer believe in what i used to believe in? that i now have to accept the fact that since i now have a different stand, i have to conduct my life differently. everything is so messed up.

i lay on my bed, trying to sort my confused mind. i felt a bit hungry and the food on the table seems very scrumtious but i do not feel the strength or the urgency to eat anything. a part of me feels that maybe if i just stay still and not do anything, maybe everything will finally make sense and all the confusion will go away.

i lie on the bed almost motionless, staring at the ceiling. not wanting to think. trying to ease my mind hoping for a break from all these questions that demands an answer. a whiff of sudden wind sends a shudder through my body making me realized that i'm still undress. i had been lying there naked on the bed, alone, and a bit lonely.

i tried to find something on the bed to wrapped myself in but there was only the bed sheets and a pillow available.

then i felt warmth spreaded all over my body as if something had wrapped itself around me giving me access to it's body heat. not only did i feel the heat, but i also felt secured and protected. as if i am now back at my father's palace where it is always safe and always there will be someone there to watch over me.

i snugged closer the warm tender feelings that has promised me with so much assurance and security and fell asleep just as it just occured to me that maybe i should seek where all the wonderful feelings had came from. or maybe that can wait until the morning comes.

 

[pneema]

Erta

Erta watches as Alexandra falls asleep. The Bloods were always the funnest to watch. The morals society wraps around them from the moment of birth on wars with the deslicious carnal pleasure that service to the Witch wakens in them. Oh, they'd come taste this pleasure eventually if they never found their way to the Witch's door, but by the time the Witch was done with them ... well, the young Princess would find out soon enough.

Erta turns around and peeks in on Breeze and Serina. She chuckles. Serina's on the bottom. She wishes she could be there to see the look on Breeze's face when Serina turns the tables on him. Knowing Serina, though, there was no telling when that would be.

The Witch was with Lanita, so that left the young man in the Witch's room still, or the bloodthirsty one in the isolation cell. She's bored, so heads to the isolation cell and watches Morden's restless wanderings, safe knowing that he can't see her.

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Hugh

Hugh slowly teases the woman on top of him, while thrusting towards the woman below him. All around him he could hear the sounds of the Witch's pleasure and torture. To forever move, gyrate, to forever stimulate and be stimulated with no though of release. Those on the wall did not find release. For when they did, their time on the wall was extended. The punishment could be worse, he supposed, but days of such activities could wear at one.

He did not know how long he'd been on the wall, nor how much longer he would be. The legs around his shoulders twitched and held him as he licked, hungrily drinking in what he could of the lovely, nameless creature in front of his face. A name reverberated in his mind, though, and he imagined that it where she that he was teasing with his tongue, that it was she that he felt holding him in her like a sheath would hold a sword. The way she held herself, though she'd obviously not experienced the Withc's pleasures before. The way her skin almsot glowed in the light. The way her supple body moved, the soft luxurious hair, and those eyes .... her eyes seemed to look straight through him, as if he was not even there. He could hold back no longer, thinking of her as he was, and as he spent himself, it was her name he cried out in his mind ... "Alexandra"


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Erta

Erta feels a tugging at the back of her mind. Reluctantly she pulls herself away from watching Morden and scurries off to do the Witch's bidding.

She heads back to the main chamber and looks around searching for the one the Witch desires. Ah, there he is. And breaking the rules he is too. She clucks her tongue as she taps him to disengage himself from the wall. As he does, another steps into his place, the bodies flowing to accomodate the new shape amongst them.

Erta leads Hugh to the room recently occupied by Serina, the scent of her still hangs heavy in the air.

"Rest well, Hugh. You do the Witch's bidding in the morning."

She turns away after closing the door behind him and returns to her own room to sleep until the Witch needs her again.

 

[little_golden]

OCC: Back from trip

IC:

Lanita was unnerved as the Emerald witch had appeared. She had pushed the witch for answers to her questions but no sage advice was forthcoming. Instead of feeling like a woman warrior, a leader of men, and a bounty hunter, this Emerald Witch had reduced her to lustful feelings. The witch’s first servant had teased and excited her and now she felt a writh little tongue slurping at her honey hole.

Lanita felt like a bitch in heat! The wicth seemed to wave her hand. To her shock her legs seemed to spread a little wider and then her body shuddered the tonguing continued……..

“AAAAAAAaaaaaaa” moaned Lanita though she did her best to resist, to try to control herself.

“Oooooooo witch….what are you doing to me?” she pleaded with the witch.
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“AAAAa…oooooo” Lanita felt a twitching in her honeyhole. She was wet and hot and sexually frustrated. No longer would a hot steamy tongue satisfy her. She wanted a big cock! Right now any cock would do and she wanted to move back to the wall and bend forward to let the wall and its shapes fuck her, but she couldn’t move… her feet seemed rooted to the floor… and the witch seemed to be in full control….

 

[pneema]

[OOC] Welcome back !

The Emerald Witch watched Lanita as the women worked her over carefully, putting their hearts into the task at hand.

"Oooooooo witch….what are you doing to me?" Lanita moaned, wanting a straight answer to at least one of her questions.

"Teaching you, Lanita. You have much to learn still."

A movement under the emerald silk hood as though the Witch moved her head slightly.

"Tell me, Lanita, what is it that you wish right now?"

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Hugh

Hugh followed Erta into the room. The whole time his mind raced. He'd climaxed on the wall, he'd done what he knew he should not, yet he was being released and moved on to something else.

"Rest well, Hugh. You do the Witch's bidding in the morning."

With that, Erta left him alone, closing the door behind him.

What did she mean by that? Everything in this place was the Witch's bidding. He had learned that long ago. He held no rancor for the Witch, indeed he thoroughly enjoyed his time in service to her. Nohing was done without it being part of the Witch's design.

He shrugged and headed to the food. He would find out in the morning. In the meantime, he'd best rebuild the strength he'd used up on the wall.

 

[little_golden]

Lanita listened to the witch:
"Teaching you, Lanita. You have mmuch to learn still."

Lanita's body was shuddering with spasms of pleasure erupting through the touch and tonguing of her female teasers.
Her were riveted as the witch seemed to move her head under the emerald silk hood which hide her face.

The witch seemed to speak. But was it in a voice or in her head. Lanita wasn't sure - it didn't seem real.

The witch was direct:
"Tell me, Lanita, what is it that you wish right now?"

"The prince's big cock" she replied with hesitation.

 

[pneema]

The Emerald Witch chuckled.

"Are you sure that is what you desire? Last time you had one you didn't seem to like it much. Maybe you're still ... disoriented."

Silken ropes bound themselves around her wrists and ankles. Once secure, they tightened, pulling her spread eagle. and lifting her slightly. The Witch stood up and walked slowly around Lanita. Though the women had stepped away, invisble fingers still stimulated Lanita's nipples and clit.

"What do you ladies think will dispel her confusion? Do you think she needs a man?"

"No, Mistress." The two answered in harmony. "Let us watch her beg, Mistress."

"Yes, you would enjoy that, wouldn't you two?" the purr in her voice gave evidence of her pleasure at their request. But what shoud we do with her?

"Flog her! ... The Feather! ... Wax, Mistress! ... Riding crop! ..." they enthusiastically offered suggestions.

"Hmmm ... Interesting suggestions, ladies. You think young Lanita here would enjoy such things? Or do you two just enjoy watching, imagining you are the one up here"

One of the invisible set of fingers Lanita's nipple.

"Yes, Mistress." the two giggled and scooted closer to the exposed huntress they had been so intent on pleasing just a few minutes ago.

The Witch stopped behind Lanita. An emerald satin blindfold was placed caerfully over Lanita's eyes. All went silent as the blindfold was set in place.

In the silence, time stretched. Lanita strained to hear, hoping she would hear footsteps, breathing, the whipser of silk, anything that would clue her in as to where the Witch or the two women were. It was to no avail. Silence met her ears until a small patch of semi-stiff leather slapped her rump. Moments later, she felt it again on a nipple. Within seconds it nipped her again on her hip. There was no pattern to the timing, nor where the riding crop was felt next. Rump, hips, breasts, thighs and calves all felt its gentle sting.

Lanita's skin was pink and tender, each touch of the riding crop increasing its sensitivity. After a time, all Lanita knew was the crop.

As the crop stung her tender rump, a phallic object was slid inside her. The next, it was slid out. On it continued, the object thrusting in and pulling out to the rythym of the crop.

Lanita felt a warmth curl around her ear and neck.

"Tell me, Lanita, do you like this?" The Witch whispered in her ear.

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Serina

I cried out under Breeze as I took him harder and deeper.

"Make it hurt, oh please, make it hurt!"

I bucked wildly, driving myself as much as him, wanting to make our climax as intense as I'd learned it could be. My nails dug into his back and buttocks, as I pulled him in closer. He such a deliciously strong man, I felt lucky, honored to be his room and bed mate for as long as the Witch wished us to be together.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Orin Saradenj, 'Breeze'

"Make it hurt, oh please, make it hurt!" Serina gasped beneath him, each word punctuated by Breeze' powerful thrusts.

He heard her dimly. He was already overcome with a wild lust to possess her and his cock was distended and as hard as iron from the Witch's pernicious spells. All rational thought had left him and he plunged into her brutally, intent only on his own pleasure, putting all his strength into it. He held her arms above the elbows and pushed them behind her back until her elbows almost touched, forcing her to arch her back and shove her breasts up against his chest.

Snarling like an animal, Breeze caught one of her stiff nipples between his teeth and bit down upon it until she screamed like a wild cat, the pain just feeding her hunger for sensation. He felt his cock growing even larger inside of her, so large that the tender flesh of her pussy clung to his swollen shaft and was pulled in and out with every powerful thrust, making her feel as though her very insides were being shoved and buffeted by his impossibly hard member.

He let go of her bruised arms, put his hands under her thighs and forced her knees back against her breasts, rocking her back on her shoulders so that her pussy was aimed up, open and vulnerable to him. Now he could plunge straight down, filling her to the limit which each savage thrust.

But it wasn't enough. He wanted to hurt her now, to make sure she never forgot this fucking he was giving her. And then, as if by magic, he saw what he wanted. A flogger appeared right there in the bed, as if by magic. He grabbed it, let go of her and pulled his enormous cock out of her.

He pulled the unresissting woman up and turned her over so that she was on her hands and knees, and without a word she slammed back into her from behind.

Serina screamed as she felt herself stretched cruelly by Breeze' rampant cock. It was more than she could take and she felt herself losing control of her body, felt an enormous orgasm gathering somewhere inside her.

And then she felt sharp pain of the flogger as Breeze brought it down hard on her tender ass. The hot pain immediately merged with the growing pressure of orgasmic release. Her eyes flew open, and another blow made her squeal and tremble.

His cock was sunk deeply inside of her, and Breeze held her to him with one hand tangled in her hair, while with the other he whipped her buttocks and lower back without mercy.

"Come on you cock-hungry whore!" he cried, barely knowing what he was saying. "You slut! I don't know what you are, but you'll feel the sting of my whip and come on my hard ccock, come like the little cunt you are!"

Her screams mounted in volume and intensity as he fucked her and whipped her, until she was writhing on his cock, sobbing and trembling, and then she was there.

Her body went rigid and Breeze' powerful thrusts pressed her flat onto the bed as he sunk his cock deep, impossibly deep, and she felt him throb inside of her. Then through the mists of her incredible orgasm she felt his gism unload in her pussy, flooding her with savage heat.

 

[little_golden]

Lanita felt anxious and frustrated as her body betrayed her physical needs that had been aroused and set aflame within her body.

The Emerald Witch seemed almost to cackle as she told Lanita:
"Are you sure that is what you desire? Last time you had one you didn't seem to like it much. Maybe you're still ... disoriented."

No, I want the prince. I need the prince. I need to find him. I want his cock - rumored by the tavern whores to be monster like. I want his seed... his royal seed... Lanital mentally wrestled.

"I need to be touched. To be taken. A man's firmness...." Lanita moaned out. She knew the witch and her minions were mocking her.

To her shock she felt and looked down to see magical silken like ropes binding her wrists and ankles to the floor.

The witch has me!!!!! I am doomed! Lanita mentally cursed her predicament.

I came for info. I said I'd pay the price! But what is the price? But where is the prince? I need the bounty to re-equip my entourage and return to the war... Lanita was having a hard time focusing, for now she felt more like a common tavern whore herself than a leader of armed men and knights.

"AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaa" she moaned as her legs were magically parted making her feel completely vulnerable and open to use.

The witch is shaming me.....

Nervously Lanita watched as the witch encircled and seemed to inspect her.

Is she appraising me for sale or as a gift for a favorite minion? Lanita tried to think out what was happening.

"OOOOOOOoaaaaaaaaaaa" Lanita gasped as invisble touched seemed to be working her nipples and clit simultaneously re-igniting her fever to be fucked hard and quick.

"AAAAaaaaa please...." Lanita gasped as she sought mercy from the witch.

It was then that the spectacle seemed to unfold further to Lanita's shame. The witch mocked her first:
"What do you ladies think will dispel her confusion? Do you think she needs a man?"

Then her two minions taunted:
"No, Mistress. Let us watch her beg, Mistress."

Lanita wanted to shout out her pleadings for the charade to end and that her lust be quenched. At that moment she would have lain with a guard or any man. Her needs were so great and a wet feeling pervaded her sweet hot honey hole. She knew her body was ready to receive and to be stretched and pumped and filled.

Lanita missed the nest few words but her eyes heard the next"Flog her! ... The Feather! ... Wax, Mistress! ... Riding crop! ..." they enthusiastically offered suggestions.

Lanita couldn't believe the suggestions...... Then the witch spoke again:
"Hmmm ... Interesting suggestions, ladies. You think young Lanita here would enjoy such things? Or do you two just enjoy watching, imagining you are the one up here"

Lanita wanted to call out again, but her tongue was stuck. The minions spoke in a giggle filled voices:
"Yes, Mistress."

Lanita shook her head trying to resist as she felt a satin blindfold being worked over her eyes.

Curses! thought Lanita as now her sight was removed and to her shock her hearing seemed to be gone as well.

A blind and dead warrior woman.... doomed.... she mentally screamed.

The panic was broken when the thump of the a leather strap registered a firm direct hit are her perfect little derriere.

"Ouch!!!!!!!!!!!" screamed Lanita as the sensations flooded through her. For a split second she thought she would orgasm as the sensation was deep and permuating in her as she fought the sexual stimulation and the need to release.

As she fought to contain her emotions and the sexual pleasure and pain, she felt a series of blows across her body. All she could do was moan and groan and gasp. The contradictory senses of pleasure and pain...... It was driving her mad. The unexpected blows made her cringe in anticipation.........

"Please no more" begged Lanita.

It was then a stinging blow to her derriere made her sqeal. At that moment she felt a large penis being stuffed inside her.

Relief at last. Human or animal? Real or an object? Lanita could not tell. Her pussy was bubbling in warmth and wetness and the object pushed in all too easily and had free access.

"OOOOOO yes......yes.....aaaaa" Lanita moaned like a bitch in heat, one whom the lead dog was fucking unceremonious before the other dogs as they watched on in jeolousy.

Now the large object in her started to slid back and forth in a pumping motion. Now she felt the need to force herself deeper on the prick wedged in so tight and deeply.

"Harder" she yelled out without realizing it.

A warm curl occurred around her ear and neck. She had no idea what this was. Her body was shuddering to the pumping motion. She was helpless and started to shake in anticipation of her climax.

Then the witch's voice seemed to magically fill her ears:
"Tell me, Lanita, do you like this?"

"Oh yes..." was all Lanita could manage between her panting voice and moans.

 

[pneema]

The Emerald Witch chuckled softly and stepped back. Moments later, Lanita felt the softness of lips brushing across her cheek and then they disappeared, with them the object between her legs and the riding crop.

"Open the door, ladies, please."

They jumped to do so, knowing that some delight waited on the other side. The door opened and the cooler air of the hallway swept in and circulated throughout the room.

Lanita could hear footsteps coming into the room and walking around her to stop behind her. Her warrior skills told her that the footsteps belonged to only one and judging by the difference between these steps and those of the two ladies watching, she gauged the new visitor to be male.

The ladies closed the door and moved to Lanita and the visitor. She could feel them behind her, lavishing the same attention on him as they had on her earlier.

The Witch circled the four bodies to stand in front of Lanita where she resumed pinking her skin with the riding crop. As she did, a vibration started and moved over Lanita's clit.

When she felt Lanita was ready, she motioned the two ladies away from the man behind Lanita. He took his cue with ease and stepped up to press himself against Lanita. He guided himself between her legs and thrust against her experimentally, letting his maleness slide over her clit and back.

The crop disappeared momentarily as he slid inside her. A few slow thrusts as he let her adjust to him and then his desire to find his release took over and he took her hard, rough and fast.

The Witch watched and as Lanita neard her climax, the Witch began again with crop. Soon after, the man found his release inside Lanita.

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Serina

I lay beneath Breeze, sore and satiated, for the time being. I reached my arms towards the headboard and stretched with a contented sigh. I could still feel him inside me, twitching. I didn't want to move, so I lay there, listening to the two of us breathing hard after our exertions and waited for him.