JAG Mac s Witching HourChapter 2
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A few more nights of her initiation had passed before things started getting out of her control. She was the last remaining initiate, the others having dropped out early.
At first she didn't even notice anything unusual happening to her. She didn't consider how the drugged dust was slowly affecting her judgment over the past few nights. How it loosened her morals steadily each and every time she was exposed to it.
As with the other night's events, the Wiccan members dropped their ceremonial robes to the ground, standing naked in the moonlight. Mac included. Her large tits and hard nipples showing prominently in the cool night air.
"Bring forth the final initiate," Merker, the High-Priest of the Wiccan boomed.
So drugged had she become, from the accumulated dosage, that she had to be shoved forward before him. She gazed at him drunkenly as he blew another dose of dust into her face.
"This initiate has shown spirit," he announced. "She is ready to be inducted into our family. Bring forth our Lords shell."
Mac didn't grasp what he meant by that. Did the spirit that the Wiccan worship inhabit a form for them to pay homage to? What did they expect her to do for this 'shell'?
She just stared at Merker, dazed, while waiting for this so- called 'shell' to make its appearance. When she heard them approaching she turned to face the 'shell' that she would have to satisfy.
"Oh!" She gasped as they returned with a huge, snow white and well groomed, Ram goat with a huge curly horn crowning his white head.
Mac knew that many of the Wiccans worshipped animals as representation of their gods. And that many of them associated the Ram with whatever deity they followed. So, it shouldn't have been such a big surprise for her when the Ram was brought forth. Possibly because of its devilish appearance and thus closely associated to non-christian fates.
"This shell embodies our Lord," Merker chanted. "To be welcomed in our family, you must fulfill your matrimonial obligations with our Lord. You will now be invited to consummate your bond to the Lord through his shell."
'He's gotta be kidding, ' Mac was shocked at what was being proposed here. 'There is now way I'm going through with something like that.'
But Mac had been gradually drugged by the potent drugged ash through the past ceremonies. Her resistance to CPO Merker's suggestions were greatly hampered. As the other Wiccan members guided the Ram closer to her, she found herself kneeling willingly before it.
Merker just smiled down at her. He suspected that she might have been in league with the JAG investigation on him. But once he got her properly inducted in his Wiccan, he was sure that she would not dare reveal what she had done this night.
'The perfect blackmail tool, ' he thought.
The Ram stood just inches in front of Mac. She could smell its foul breath as he breathed his hot breath in her face.
"Kiss our Lord, initiate," Merker commanded.
Mac was helpless to resist his command, she leaned forward and kissed the Ram full on the lips. She then felt its muscular tongue poke out and push its way past her lips. The large beast was frenchkissing her and she was helpless to stop him. She could feel the large organ poke and prod inside her mouth as it snaked its way deeper into her cavity.
"Our Lord is pleased, initiate," Merker told her. "Now you must satisfy is lust."
Mac felt a hand grasp her by the neck and shove her towards the Ram's rear. When she reached his hindlegs, the hand pushed her head down until she could see under its furry belly.
There, before her stunned eyes, was his cock. Never in her life had she ever seen such an example of manhood, or rather cockhood. It must have been at least twelve inches long and three or four inches around.
Merker knew it to actually measure up to fourteen inches, but Mac would find that out for herself soon enough.
But what fascinated her the most was its color. Thought the Ram's fur was almost pure white, its cockshaft was in sharp contrast to it. It was an ebony black. She could see it glisten with moistness. And with each beat of the animal's heart, its cock would spring up.
"Kiss your Lord's wand initiate," Merker chanted.
Mac obediently dove under the horny animal and kissed its cockhead. She was immediately taken by the tangy taste of its pre-cum. Without any further urging from CPO Merker, Mac began licking along the length of the huge cock before her.
"Our Lord is Master," she heard the congregation chant as she continued licking. "Our Lord is good."
'I'll say he's good, ' Mac mused as she continued licking the Ram's cock.
She could feel the Ram buck with each brush of her tongue. Before she even realized what she was doing, Mac found herself accepting the cockhead into her gaping mouth. She wrapped her lips around its head and pulled in more of it inside of her mouth. She began sucking on the large penis and she was finding the whole experience exhilarating.
Merker grinned as he watched her submit to her own lustful desires. His grin broadened even more when he observed her fingers digging into her wet pussy.
"Our Lord is Master," the congregation continued, oblivious to Mac's actions. "Our Lord is good."
For them, this was truly a religious experience. A religion that the CPO abused for his own perverted pleasure.
Mac had managed to suck in the first seven inches of the Ram's raging cock. She didn't know if she could ever manage to take something so big down her throat, but she decided that she would give it her Marine best.
"Drink of our Lords wine," Merker continued with his High Priest charade. "Drink of his gift."
"Our Lord is Master," the congregation repeated endlessly. "Our Lord is good."
Mac pushed her face further under the horny Ram and accepted more of his fourteen inch cock into her gaping, sucking mouth. Her jaw almost felt dislocated, so wide had the beast's cock stretched it open. She was now able to handle at least nine full inches of its cock, but she was intent on taking it all in.
Merker was having a hard time keeping his mind on business. He had never come across any woman able to take his Ram's cock so deep before. He couldn't do anything to prevent his cock from raging into a stiff board. He always prided himself with such control over his dick. That's how he managed to maintain his charade of a High Priest of this Wiccan.
Meanwhile, Mac reached up and started massaging the Ram's bloated ball sacks. She couldn't believe how heavy they were, or how large they had ballooned. She fully expected to be drenched in goat cum before long.
"Oh yessss," she moaned, pulling her mouth off of its cock momentarily. "I love... this, Lord," she paused before finishing that sentence, remembering her undercover assignment.
She shoved her face back on the raging cock and sucked it down almost to its furry sheath. The Ram's cock was actually fucking into her throat now. Just another inch or so and she would have accomplished the impossible, or so Merker thought.
Suddenly, the Ram brayed loudly in the air. It had reached its climax and was pumping load after load of cum down Mac's throat.
But Mac didn't just want to drink the Ram's cum, she wanted to taste it. And to do that, she had to pull back until the cockhead alone remained in her mouth, so that her taste buds could savor the true flavor of the beast.
She began doing just that. Desperate to accomplish it before the goat finished cumming, but she needn't worry about that. Slowly, inch by inch, she pulled back along the impaling cock. Finally she got her first taste of its cum.
'Just another inch, ' she thought to herself as she continued pulling away.
Merker was loving the contrast of the Ram's ebony cock against Mac's pale white face.
When Mac finally managed to get the cockhead lodged at her lips she could taste the tangy cum as it shot powerfully to the back of her throat, almost making her gag from its intensity. She concentrated on keeping the cum in her mouth, but she soon realized that that wouldn't be possible.
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The previous installments of this story line are republished under the heading "Witch Chronicles". WITCH CHRONICLES 001 - A TG Witch's Tale WITCH CHRONICLES 002 - Elizabeth's Story-Elizabeth WITCH CHRONICLES 003 - Elizabeth's Story-Lynn WITCH CHRONICLES 004 - I Was a Teenage Sorceress Pt 1 WITCH CHRONICLES 005 - I Was a Teenage Sorceress Pt 2 WITCH CHRONICLES 006 - I Was a Teenage Sorceress Pt 3 WITCH CHRONICLES 007 - Dark Beginnings WITCH CHRONICLES 008 - Prelude to War Now,...
Witches Wanted by Brianna 0. Failure for none It has been two generations passed since magic was banned, since our homeland of Oft became occupied by our enemy and neighbour Baselt. We had not stopped fighting, but as their machines advanced, our magic twindled. At first, our witches did not know why but by the time it was too late we had discovered that the Baselt technosci had discovered a way to suppress the magic in our women. We became defenseless and now we fight them...
In the middle of the forest, there was a wood cabin, circled with willow trees and lit by the reflection of the moon, with a crooked oak door and a twisted chimney; it was the witch’s cabin, and Dave knew the place very well. He had grown to like the location over the years: for instance, he enjoyed the colorful variety of flowers and plants around the wooden house, or the slanted roof that always looked like it was about to slide off, or even the constant mist coming from the swamps behind the...
Love StoriesThe Witch Doctor by Rohmer Fan Darryl Rockwood scratched his thickly salt & pepper bearded chin and cut the engine of his rented SUV. The beams flickered off leaving the back of this dive bar hidden mostly in the dark except for a backdoor silhouetted in light, framing his way in. He took a deep breath. The parking lot was full of covered bikes and suped-up 70s gas-guzzlers. He wasn't expecting the Bed, Bath, and Beyond crowd to be waiting for him inside. Rockwood was a hunter,...
Halloween Night The Witches Come Visiting on HalloweenAn erotic fable By Alfamann Part 1 It was the evening of Halloween and 33 year old Rachel sat alone in front of her television. As she glanced outside through the lounge window of her small, one bedroom Annapolis apartment she could see the sun beginning to set on yet another day. She felt thoroughly miserable. In fact, she didn?t think she had ever felt more alone and miserable in her whole life. Her 12 year marriage had broken up...
Chapter 1. Recap and Introduction In her first encounter with the infamous follicle felon, the Hairdresser, the mutant heroine known as the Scarlet Witch, and commonly simply referred to as Scarlet though Wanda was her Christian name, had been lured into his diabolical styling salon under the premise of a beauty make over and hair coiffure. However, instead of a relaxing hair appointment to enhance her already natural beauty and provide a boost to her self-esteem, the Scarlet Witch had only...
Charia stifled the impulse to pinch her nose, rub her eyes, or message her forehead. She contemplated using magic to ease her headache, but she was sure that would only make it worse. Not to mention, it would show weakness to the other members of the council. She was the de-facto leader of the CWC. The Central Witch Council. A position she had hard fought for and was easily enough to lose. "Next!" Charia shouted out and the previous witch agent slung back to her seat. It was a...
It's finally done! The next part of my Witch Chronicles series. It's the largest part to date, almost twice as large as Part 9, the previous record holder. It's also closing in on the end. There'll be two more parts. Part 12 will cover the end of the war. Part 13 will be an aftermath, answering questions that weren't covered in previous installments with information the government doesn't have access to. The previous installments of this story line are republished under the...
Katerina had learned in the first chapter that she was a witch. Her great-grandmother had begun training her. She was now ready to find out what being a witch really meant.Katerina went to bed with the amulet around her neck. She did as her great-grandmother had told her to do. I was right back at the witch trials that she had seen before. This time she was seen by the others there. She remembered what she had been told, not to stand out in any way.She was standing outside the trial chambers as...
Fantasy & Sci-FiMondayI was woken up briefly around seven in the morning on Monday by the sound of the back door banging. Realizing that it was just Sue and Jake heading over to their own place on the other side of the street, to get ready for work, I turned over and went back to sleep. Melanie and I had taken the day off work to spend it with our guests; it was going to be their last full day with us. They were flying back to Calgary on Tuesday morning. After that, no one stirred until gone one in the...
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