A Threesome With 2 Married Naughty Bitches
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_Author's Note: This story is a work of fiction that contains topics such as non-consensual sex, and monster sex. You have been warned, and if you do not enjoy stories of that nature, please turn back now. Secondly, _I do not condone any act of sexual relations beyond that of consenting adult human beings. Do not take this story as anything more than a kinky work of fiction to enjoy but to never ever attempt to replicate. Remember friends, consent is sexy.
My life has been painfully average. 20 years of cookie cutter, by the book living that wouldn't be out of place airing on Disney channel. I grew up with two great parents, a pair younger twin sisters and a dog in a suburban dream house. I was an honor student in high school and went to the local community college for business after graduation. Blah, blah, blah. I know, boring right? That's exactly what ran through my mind as I bent down and plucked a four leaf clover from our yard on my way back from another day of class. I know it was a stupid legend that if you wish on a four leaf clover that it would come true, but I have always been fond of superstition even if I knew it was a load of shit. I held the tiny piece of green good luck in my open hand and wished with all my heart that something exciting would happen to me today that would change my life forever. Blowing the clover away and into the wind, I smiled as I hoped against hope that something would snap me out of this life of tedium that I've been living. I opened the front door and called out as I entered.
"Mom, Dad, I'm home," rang my voice as I dropped my bag by the door. I waited for a handful of seconds before trying again and for the second time, no answer came. That was very weird, at least one of them always greeted me when I got home. I tried calling out for my sisters to no avail. It wasn't unexpected that they didn't answer as they still had an hour of school left before they got dismissed. As I took off my shoes and walked into the living room I was greeted with an unfamiliar form sitting in the middle of the room, reading a large leather tome. When I say sitting, I mean that she had her legs crossed and elevated at an high angle, but there was nothing supporting her. She was just floating in the middle of my living room and as I focused on where a seat should be I got more than an eyeful of her white panties from under her skirt. I quickly averted my gaze as I stumbled over which question I had wanted to ask first. In the end it came out as more of a lame sputtering of question words without any real direction.
"Oh, hi there love. My name is Grace, but you can call me mistress," the woman said sounding genuinely unaware of your presence despite your repeated callings. Her accent was noticeable but I had a hard time placing it. Either British or Australian maybe? As I pondered it, I stole a glance back at her as she stopped holding her book and it just stayed floating in place as if she had never moved her hand. She was wearing a exactly what you would expect from a sexy witch costume you find at Halloween parties. From the black high heels to the stockings and matching dress and topped off with a pointed hat and everything. I tried to look away again but my gaze was locked onto her's. Her eyes sparked like diamonds and just made you look at them, so big and beautiful. I shook my head as her pretty eyes made my head swim, but it only cleared the cobwebs for a moment before I was back under their spell. Her lips broke into a smile as she saw me staring and only got wider as I failed to tear my eyes from her.
"Good girl," she purred as she stood up and I got a full view of her for first time. She was taller than me and older too, maybe four or five inches and as many years my senior. She strolled up to me with swagger and a relaxed expression at my inability to resist her. She stopped just in front of me and cupped my chin in her hand and came in so close I could feel her breath on my lips. I don't know where the energy or strength came from but before I could even think about it, I swatted her hand away and took a few steps back to create space between us. This soured her expression real quick and earned me a round of berating from the witch.
"So it seems you have more fight in you than I had thought," she mused more to herself than to me. "And here I was thinking this would be a quick catch. Whatever, it's more fun if there still a spirit in there to break," she finished as her book floated over into her vision and she quickly started to recite from its pages. I was not about to stick around and find out what she was going to do as I turned on my heels and made for the door. I made it a whole six inches before I felt a tug on my right ankle. I looked down to see what I had got caught on and my heart sank. Wrapped around my ankle was a transparent cuff attached to a similarly ghostly chain that led into the floor. Slowly the chain began moving, pulling me back into the living room. I tugged and struggled against her magic but it was no use as I was dragged within inches of the magician. As I got closer and closer to her, more shackles restricted my limbs as my legs were spread and my hands were made to reach for the sky. I finally stopped being pulled as I felt her hands dance along my midsection and across my legs. Grace turned my head to look into her eyes once more and spoke to me.
"What is your name, love?"
"Let me go!," I retorted and struggled into my binds.
"Well that's not a very pretty name. Let's try this again, and this time you're going to be honest with me," she replied as her blue eyes flashed red for only a second and I was filled with an intense desire to tell the truth.
"Sabrina," I confessed.
"Very good Sabrina. Now, I'm going to be honest with you. It can be quite lonely being all by myself, so I decided that I am going to bind you to my service. To do that, I need something from you..." she said leaving the unasked question in the air. As she did, she waved her hand and a tiny little cauldron no larger than a tea kettle appeared in front of me. Invisible hands started to fill the kettle with what I assume to be water and a handful of other items that I couldn't identify. As this happened, she circled around in front of me and cupped my chin again making sure I hear her.
"What I need to make the potion to bind you to me forever, is your DNA. Now you're a smart girl, I know you know that a number of things can achieve this effect, but only one way can make sure that the magic sticks forever. To bind you to my service, I need your cum," Grace said with finality. I sat in a stunned silence at all of the information I had just taken in. I tried to formulate an answer but the Grace clapped and said a few words and my mouth lolled open and refused to speak. Next my bindings shifted until I was now kneeling before her, sitting back on my feet. My hands descended and locked together behind my back. I was totally unable to resist her magic and her next intentions were painfully clear as she stood over me with her crotch at eye level with me. Her hands danced around her pelvis area and she sang in a hushed voice as inch by inch a glowing spectral cock appeared from her crotch. It looked to be made of the same magic as the shackles binding me, which gave me little hope that it was just an illusion. Grace continued to work her spell until her cock stood at a proud ten inches, at least. She stroked her new erection and placed it on the tip of my helpless tongue.
"For the spell to work right, I also need my own cum. That, however, I am happy to supply," she clarified as she began to work her cock down my throat as her magic held my mouth open and waiting. She throat fucked me for a short time before she paused and claimed she was tired of working so hard. She went back to her book and recited another spell that started to move my head and neck for me. Soon I was sucking on her cock like a porn star as tears welled in my eyes at being trapped in this situation. This continued until Grace's breathing quickened and soon after she came in my mouth with a satisfied grunt. I didn't actually try but the magic controlling my mouth and head greedily sucked and swallowed as much of her seed as possible but I just couldn't keep up. It was warm and thick and creamy, and in truth it didn't taste or even smell bad. I hate to admit it, but it was actually kind of good. Eventually she pulled out of my mouth and continued to splatter my face with her gooey white cum. When her orgasm finally died, she made sure that enough of her cum had dripped off my face and into the cauldron down below. Satisfied with the results she began phase two of her dastardly plan.
My magical bindings again shifted to put me in a doggystyle position with my face on the now very messy floor. With a snap of her fingers, I regained the use of my mouth. That freedom was short lived as a transparent ballgag wrapped itself around my head and jammed itself into my mouth. I wailed and screamed and begged into the gag but it was all silenced by her magic. Stalking up behind me, my captor and soon to be mistress knelt down behind me and placed her cock at the entrance of my honeypot. Her magic chains forced my legs apart and gave her full access to my most private place. With a slow but powerful thrust, Grace speared me on her magic dick. It felt every last inch of her cock inside me and I was powerless to stop her. This fact seemed to only spur her on as she picked up the pace and fucked me in earnest. My orgasm was slowly bur surely building as my body betrayed me and soon I was having an intense orgasm on the floor. She had moved the cauldron to catch any of my cum that leaked out of my pussy. It was slow going to collect enough to actually use, but that seemed to be fine to her. After several orgasms and more than a few creampies into my sensitive pussy, she announced that she had enough my girl cum to make the potion. She stirred the pot with a small stick when she decided it was ready, she held the spunk filled concoction to my now very tired face. I don't think Grace used any magic at this point, as I was too exhausted to fight her anymore. She held the thick, musky potion to my mouth and began pouring it in. I absentmindedly swallowed to avoid choking to death. Once the whole potion had traveled down my throat, she released me from her shackles and I laid there on the floor in a cum drunk mess for a long time before she tested her new toy.
"Stand up," Grace ordered
"Yes, mistress," I hastily replied and I snapped to my feet before even trying to deny her.
"Good girl," she admonished and beckoned me over to her. "Now, let's go find your new harem sisters,".
"Yes, mistress," was all I could say as I obeyed her command to start my new life as a part of a witch's harem.
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