4 comments/ 9408 views/ 10 favorites Witches Brew Ch. 01 By: reneelove Alex was lost, extremely lost. He had had his fun backpacking through the mountains, but after what was almost a comical turn of events with his gps and SAT-phone dying right before his map fell into the fire he was now thoroughly and completely turned around. Of course he wasn't an amateur, he had been an Eagle Scout, and at 22 he had not forgotten the skills survival skills he'd learned. It was only a matter of getting out. He knew he had enough food for three days with strict rationing and he was in good shape. Not quite ripped, but athletic, so he could easily walk 9-12 miles a day. He just needed to get oriented. "Fuck. God dammit." he said as he tried to climb up and get a better view of the terrain. He could not believe how un-lucky he had been, and now he could not find the valley that he had been heading toward to find his way. The thick underbrush was constantly snagging on his clothes and his curly chestnut hair had gotten caught several times as he climbed. "I can't believe I let this happen" he said aloud to himself. He was supposed to better than this, and he was, but why now. The situation was worse because he knew it would be some time before anyone noticed. He worked as a private consultant for engineering firms, with no current jobs. He had very few friends and no girlfriends on account of his awkwardness; and he was distant with his family, so he had to get out. Suddenly all the underbrush ended and he entered a new part of the forest. Thankful for the break he trudged on. Slowly he came to the realization that something wasn't right. The floor of the forest had turned into packed down pine needles and the trees were large old growth trees creating a citadel forest. As he turned around, his gold-hazel eyes spotted something even odder, a little clearing. Carefully, he made his way towards it and found in the center, an old stone cabin with smoke coming out of the chimney and lights on in the windows. Placed in the middle of the bright green grass, it seemed too idyllic to be real. However, he needed to get his bearings and if there is someone home they must have a map. So he approached the cabin. Walking up, he noticed substantial, flourishing gardens around the house. They must like fresh food, he thought as he knocked on the door. After a moment of waiting he knocked again and heard a muffled "Gah! Sorry I will be right there!". When the door to the cottage opened, before him stood a cute redhead in her early twenties staring up at him. She was about five-foot-four, making her about 6 inches shorter than his even six foot. Clinging to her lean and toned legs were a pair of jean shorts and a low cut grey tank top stretched across her larger than average breasts and hugged her slightly curvy body. She wore an apron, and had a cute rounded face surrounded by curly red hair with grey-blue eyes that looked almost as though they had flecks of gold in them. Needless to say, Alex was stunned. "Sorry, I'm really not used to visitors up here...as I am sure you can guess." A flash of a dimpled smile. "What brings you to my door?" She asked. "Uh... Sorry to disturb you. Im just a l-little lost, d-do you have a map or a phone I c-could use?" He asked stuttering. "Of course, how do you think I get here? Come on in I'll get it." As she turned to go, Alex's eyes drifted to her rump and he noticed that it was clearly firm. He got a nice view of it as she bounded off into the kitchen to get a map. "You can take a seat! It'll be a minute. I'm Eva by the way!" She said as he heard her shuffling things around in the kitchen. "Thank you so much. I've been lost for almost a day. Oh, and ah, I'm Alex." He said as he dropped his pack and gratefully sank into a chair. He looked around and examined his surroundings. Before he could look around too much she came back in with a map and pointed to a little red circle "This is where the cabin is." Seeing it made Alex moan in despair "Oh my god I am easily five days away from where I parked, how did this happen?" Eva sat down next to him on the couch and patted his shoulder. "These woods are huge. It's easy to get turned around and lost." she said with a smile. "If you want, you can crash here tonight. I was actually just making dinner, it's spaghetti if you want some." Alex smiled back at her "Thank you, that sounds amazing...but I couldn't impose." Eva waved her hand dismissively "Please, there's plenty. I like to have leftovers just in case, you would be amazed at how often people like yourself get lost up here. Now come on, food is waiting!" With that she lead him into the kitchen and sat him down at the table, standing over the pot she ladled spaghetti onto two plates and handed one to him.Sitting down herself, she dug in. "So tell me about yourself Alex." She said as they ate. "I'm afraid there's not much to tell. I work as a consultant, I like to go on adventures on the weekends, but I prefer quieter ones where I don't get lost" he said with a smile. "What about you?" "Oh...I actually live up here. Money isn't an issue, and if I get desperate I have ways of getting what I need. I like the quiet and the peace, and I have never been particularly social so it works" she said as she watched him with a thoughtful look on her face. "I'm actually pretty similar." Alex said, taking a sip of water "I was actually getting scared because I knew not many people would notice my absence until it was too late." Eva laughed at that, "Oh come on, surely a cute guy like you has a girlfriend who hangs off of him." She said winking at him. His smile returned as he looked at her. She really was very pretty. Maybe she's into me, he thought. "I, myself, am single I'm afraid. What about you, you really live here all alone?" "Yeah, except for the occasional lost hiker. I'm alone." She leaned over the table and looked at him, her face resting on one hand and offering him a very generous view of her ample breasts. "You look like you are getting awfully tired, I think it's time for you to go to bed. In the morning I will point you in the right direction" she said, her eyes fluttering up and down. Did she just check me out? Alex wondered, but she was right, he was exhausted.So he helped her set up the inflatable mattress and as he helped he noticed a locked door in the corner of the room. "Hey, is that for show or is something over there?" Eva glanced at it "Oh, that's just a wine cellar, don't worry about it. Well, if you need anything...I'm going to be asleep so you can find it your self." She smirked. Alex nodded thanks and watched her go into her room and close the door. He stripped down to just his shorts and collapsed onto the bed. Soon he was asleep. In his dreams he was with Eva in her bed, the two of them making love. She was moaning loudly as he slid his cock in and out of her, begging for more with each thrust. He sped up more and more until they both came together, his cum filling her completely. As he pulled out, she rolled him over and sucked his cock. Cleaning him off, only to get him hard again. She repositioned herself to kneel over his face, angled so her was staring into her wet pussy as their mixed juices dripped out. "Eat it." Alex required no further instruction and eagerly plunged in. He relished their mixed taste and love the way the juices covered his face. Soon Eva was bucking on him, screaming as she came. Turning around so Alex could continue to lick and suck her clit she went down on his cock, one hand fondling his balls while the other stroked his length. Alex felt his cock tense suddenly and he let out a scream of pleasure as he came again even harder than before. Eva pulled away at the last minute so the cum sprayed onto her breasts and Alex's chest. Grinning she eagerly lapped it up off of him and then turned around grinding her soaked pussy against his cock. Sitting up she looked down at him. "You made a mess on my tits." Alex's eyes wide, he looked up at her as he ground back against her, "I'm sorry, I would have warned you, but it came on so suddenly." Gazing down at him, she licked a drop of cum off her plump, red lips "To make it up to me I want you to clean it off of my breasts." She wrapped her hand through his hair and yanked his head up to her breasts. Despite the jarring change in her demeanor he complied quickly, eating his cum off of her breasts and savoring the salty taste. He did spend extra time making sure her nipples were clean and she moaned in response to his suckling mouth. Grinning, she shoved him back down and mounted his already hard cock, riding him, she clawed red streaks down his chest as he bucked his hips to meet her. She came multiple times, but each time he got close she would lift off of his cock and wait for him to cool off, leaving him growling in frustration. Riding him with more energy than any time before, she leaned down and kissed him her teeth catching his bottom lip and drawing a drop of crimson. "I'm going to let you cum inside me, but only when I allow you to, are you ready, boy?" "Yes! Yes anything to cum!" Alex cried out. Smiling like a tiger eyeing its prey, Eva sat up and slipped one finger into her drenched pussy before sliding back onto his cock. With a lascivious smirk, she slid the finger behind her and between his legs in order to tease his asshole. Alex inhaled sharply when she did and before he could object she thrust it into his virgin hole and started roughly massaging his prostate. Alex let out a scream of pleasure "Oh, fuck! Please I'm going to cum, please, please let me cum this time! Please!" Eva let out a wicked little chuckle, "Well, since you asked so nicely, boy...you can." And with that, Alex moaned and exploded inside her. He felt ropes of cum shoot out of his cock for what felt like a whole minute in the most powerful orgasm he had ever had. "Thank you...god, thank you so much" he said breathlessly. Eva slapped him. Eyes shooting open Alex sat up in his bed and looked around. He was still in the living room. Evas' door was closed and he was alone. He also had a raging erection. Staring down at his cock Alex knew he had to masturbate. But right as his hand touched his cock he heard something, looking behind him he saw that the door in the corner was slightly ajar. That's where the sounds were coming from. Staring at it, he couldn't help but remember how she had said it was a wine cellar. Listening to the sounds again, he realized that there was something that had been niggling at the back of his mind, the large amount of racked wine in the kitchen. So slowly, he got up and crept over to the door, wincing with every slight creek of the floorboards. He looked through the cracked door and saw stairs leading down to another door that appeared to be made of metal, it too was slightly open. Knowing he was going to regret this Alex snuck down the stairs, one hand holding his rock hard cock to prevent unnecessary bouncing. He couldn't make much out as he looked into the room at the bottom except that there were some pictures on a large dresser on the wall adjacent to the door. Opening the door so he could slip in he walked over and examined them. At first he had no idea what he was looking at. Then he realized he must have stumbled onto Eva's porn. He would have put it down, but there was something off about it. It was pictures of young men, some buff, some thin, all fit, some were blond and others dark haired. All were in heavy bondage. Some were tied, suspended with butt plugs up their asses, others were chained to walls and covered in dark red whip marks. There were pictures of some more flexible ones tied in seemingly impossible positions sucking their own cocks. There was a set of blond twins with their cocks tied together and their hands bound behind them while they were fucked by machines. It wasn't the bondage that bothered Alex, he was surprisingly turned on by seeing this and when he glanced down he could see the wet stain at the tip of his cock forming in his shorts. It was something about the boys. Then with a sinking feeling he realized, these were all the male hikers who had vanished in these mountains. Every last one of them in the last 4 years, and there were some he hadn't heard about as well, one boy had 'Brit bitch' written across his chest. Maybe that was why, if a tourist goes missing everyone chalks it up to inexperience. Carefully setting down the photos so as not to make a sound he looked around and saw a light on further down. Regretting it even more, he had to see what it was. The rational part of his brain said he should leave and call the police. But the rest wondered if there was another lost hiker who he could help save. Glancing into the room he was amazed at what he saw. Sitting over a large bubbling cauldron was Eva, and except for her youth she looked every bit the stereotypical witch, wide brimmed pointy hat, and long cloak. She also was wearing a black leather corset which heaved her breasts up and gave them even more size. Thigh high stiletto boots adorned her legs as well as tight shiny leather pants. Although she was facing the door she was totally engrossed in what she was doing and Alex couldn't help but watch. Chanting she raised her arms and pulled out a bottle filled with a cloudy white liquid. Pouring it into the pot the color changed to a ghostly white for a moment then it popped loudly and went back to its green resulting in a growl of frustration from Eva. Dammit. Dammit. Dammit. Thought Alex. Not only am I in the house of a psychopath, she has to be a witch too. With that, he moved to leave. As he did, he bumped a chain with a loud clank and he froze. For a moment he thought she hadn't heard, and he started to relax. Then suddenly ropes shot out from the darkness. Grabbing him, they tied his arms behind him tightly and wrapped around each leg forcing him into the floor with a thud and efficiently frog tying him. When he tried to shout a ring gag forced its way into his mouth and locked behind his head. Laying there on his back tied and gagged he thought that had to be it but then several other ropes slithered up his shorts and tore them off, then they wrapped around the base of his cock and his balls tightly making him whimper as well as forcing his cock to drool even more precum. Laying there, he struggled weakly against the restraints and tried to edge to the exit. From behind him, he heard a sinister laugh. Turning his head back he saw Eva leaning against the doorway to her lab smiling. "You know I liked you," she said walking over to him, her heels clicking against the stone floor. "I was going to send you on your way in the morning and let you continue your life, despite you being a perfect mark...and how good you were in our little dream. But now..." As she trailed off she lifted one spike heeled foot and stepped onto his cock, her toe crushing the stem of his member. Alex threw his head back and let out a groan of agony as she did, but Eva only smiled. "Now I guess I have to enslave you." Leaning down she relieved a little of the pressure on his cock "Look at me, bitch." Alex complied out of fear. "Those other boys, they were all fun for a week, but then I sold them to various covens. Top grade cum producers like them go for a lot. You'll not be so lucky. You and I are going to have some fun." An evil grin, showing off her perfect set of pearly white teeth, and extra sharp canines. "I am going to turn into my personal fuck-toy. I am going to rape and abuse you, I am going to humiliate and violate you, and by the end of it you will be begging me for the privilege of licking my boots." She shifted her weight again, this time caressing his face with a slender hand. "Get ready slut, your life is mine now." Witches Brew Ch. 02 When I finally stumbled home it was almost 4:00am. The birds were chirping loudly and the sun was beginning to rise beneath a bruised and cloudy sky. The aching muscles of my legs nearly gave out as I stealthily crept through my house, ever fearful of waking my stepmother as I struggled to make it to my bed. I didn't mind her really. She was a total bitch to almost everyone but mostly she left me alone. She was very striking in appearance with severe cheekbones and a pointed nose. Her dark hair was now streaked with grey and yet she had a youthful aura. She had aged very well and her body was in excellent shape from what I could tell but she was very self-conscious about her figure and hid it with bulky and unflattering clothes. After my father died 3 years ago we developed a silent relationship. Without any words spoken between us we had comforted each other, consoled each other, and then settled into a relationship of muted distance. I had often wondered what she would have been like in her youth. A cheerleader most likely, with a knockout body and nasty streak that must have scared most of the boys in her school. Except for the one that had got her pregnant. Perhaps that was why she was so bitter. A high school beauty forced to give up her popularity and adolescence to raise a baby girl. It would explain why she seemed almost sad sometimes. Her daughter was a stark contrast to her cold and analytical demeanor. Kaitlyn was warm, friendly and exuberant. She was slender like her mother with the same rich glossy hair but the similarities ended there. Kaitlyn was the life of the party. Actually she was the center of the party to be more precise. She was wild and impulsive which was the source of most of their disagreements. Her mother was I'm sure, worried about Kaitlyn ending up in the same predicament that she herself had been in at almost the same age. But I don't think Kaitlyn was quite so reckless as to have unprotected sex and in some ways she was much more responsible and mature than her mother gave her credit for. Of course, I was never asked for nor offered my thoughts on the subject by either one of them. My relationship with Kaitlyn had always been one of mutual respect and non-interference. We had done a pretty good job of staying out of each other's way and rarely fought at all. I kind of liked her really and after having caught glimpses of her naked thighs and ass on rare occasions I had developed an appreciation for her beauty. I crept through he house as quietly as possible and was just slipping into my bedroom doorway when I sensed her behind me. Before she touched my arm I knew she was going to. "Aren't you a little late getting home tonight?" she asked in a mocking tone. "Shh...you'll wake her up." I tried to sound as stern as possible but she didn't flinch. "Relax. She's out at a friend's house. She won't be back till tomorrow afternoon." "Oh. What are you doing up so late then?" I didn't really have to ask. I knew why she was just going to bed at 4:00 in the morning. It was Friday night and my stepsister had a reputation as a party girl. Even though she was just a freshman at college, she could drink like a pro and party with the best of them. I don't think she really had a steady boyfriend but I could just tell by the way she dressed and acted that she was a tease and a flirt and if she wanted one she could probably get one in a second. She was very pretty. Her almond-shaped eyes were a rich brown with flecks of gold and her long chestnut hair was thick and soft. She was almost too thin but her muscular legs were sleek and added just the right amount of curves to make her perfectly proportioned body glide gracefully and magically when she sauntered down the hall. We'd had our usual share of disagreements but mostly we left each other alone. Until now that is. I could sense her playful mood. I could barely keep my eyes open but something was drawing me towards her. She wanted to talk to me for some reason. All I wanted to do was sleep but before I could even think about it I was following her to the kitchen. "Come on." She pulled me behind her. "I'll make you a special drink." I smiled knowing what that meant. As I trailed behind her I found myself mesmerized by the shape of her ass, barely covered by the hockey jersey she wore. It was way too big for her but she looked so sexy in it I found myself wondering what she would be like in bed. I crumpled into one the chairs, barely conscious, while she flitted about mixing our drinks. "I take it you've made some new friends?" she asked sweetly. "Yeah. I made a couple friends." I rested my weary head on my arms, "Girl friends are they?" she arched her brow at me and I knew she was trying to get at something. But I was too tired to even think. "Maybe. Why?" I asked suspiciously. She suddenly darted over to me and whispered in my ear. "You smell like sex." Then she giggled loudly and went back to making the drinks. I felt a little embarrassed and even blushed a little. "Ok...I'm busted." I grinned and she gave me a conspiratorial wink. I concentrated on her for a second and all her feelings and desires became clear. It was getting easier to read women. The witches brew had given me powerful abilities of empathy and mind control. I could sense emotion and desire and even some thoughts, although not as precisely. I could force their bodies to act, feel and respond just as I intended, but most remarkably, it seemed that I could improve upon these skills with practice. I probed her thoughts with my aching mind and I could see that she desperately wanted to be in a relationship but there was something holding her back. She longed for a deep intimacy but something was stopping her from pursuing one. It was very confusing in my muddled state. Her state of arousal and excitement, stemming from an emotional evening made it difficult to understand her feelings I could sense that I wasn't the only one that had sex that night and even after she was showered and smelling clean, there was a lingering wetness between her thighs. She was still energetic and in a very playful mood. She put my drink down if front of me and hopped onto my lap. She wrapped one arm around my neck and took a swig of her beverage. "We never talk Edgar. Why is that?" she smiled intently at me. "I don't know Kait. What do you want to talk about?" I asked tiredly. "Tell me about your new friend." She smiled. "What's she like?" she weighed very little but the sensation of her soft ass so close to my cock was making me uncomfortable. She shifted her weight and I'm sure she could feel my erection poking her but she betrayed no notice of it in her face. She just kept talking. "Is she a brunette, redhead, or blonde?" I smiled thinking of how hard a question that was for me to answer. "It's nothing serious." I took a sip from the glass. "Just some casual friends." "I see." She purred and I realized she had not only noticed my raging hard on but she was also subtly encouraging it by slowly sliding her ass up and down against my jeans. I grabbed her firmly by the arms and held her still. "What are you doing Kaitlyn?" I almost growled at her. She seemed a little shocked and she started to pout a little. "Doesn't that feel good? Do you want me to stop?" I looked deep into her lust filled brown eyes and realized she wanted it bad. "Kaitlyn. What are you doping?" I asked feebly. She slipped off my lap and onto the floor between my legs. Her hands worked quickly to free my uncomfortably hard cock. She gasped as it popped out at her but she wasted no time in squeezing it between both hands and gently stroking up and down. I realized that she was using sex to escape the problems of committing to a single partner. I wondered how many men she had slept with and how much experience she had. I was concerned about taking advantage of her if she was in a vulnerable emotional state. But I was especially concerned because she was my stepsister and it was just wrong. I had fantasized about her friends before and her body was the first woman's body I had ever seen naked but I had never thought about having sex with her. Now I saw her so differently and I could see the sexual creature that she truly was and I wanted to see her face contorted with ecstasy. I wanted to see how hot she really was. "Uhh...Kaitlyn. You shouldn't...We cant..." I knew before I tried to say it that I wouldn't be able to stop her. I suddenly knew what a rejection would do to her, how crushed she would be if she couldn't even get what she wanted from her stepbrother. She craved for some intimacy and a physical closeness and even though I was beyond exhaustion, something compelled me to please her in any way that I could. Her lips stretched wide around my cock as she struggled to slide it into her mouth. Her tongue pressed against my shaft and she began sucking up and down slowly. I grabbed her head in my hands and held willed myself not to just ram my hard cock into her throat. I tried to relax a little and let her mouth slowly accommodate my throbbing cock. As she slowly slid it in and out of her hot wet mouth I couldn't help my self from thrusting my hips up to meet her. Her small hands stroked slowly until I thought I was going to burst. I probed her mind with mine and saw her deepest desires. With only a slight nudge to her state of arousal she was suddenly rocking her hips and sliding a finger across her wet clit. I grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her up onto the counter. I spread her knees apart wide and kissed her soft belly. I traced a circle up and around from one hip to the other with my tongue and then cupped her ass cheeks in my palms. I slid slowly at first, barely touching her lips with the tip of my tongue. I swirled it around lightly, parting her and tasting her. I pressed it deeper into her and then found her clit poking out and I tugged it with my lips. She moaned and rocked in my hands. Her fingers wove into my hair and pulled desperately at my head. I could see that she was burning with passion and I began stabbing my wet tongue deeper inside her. She was so wet and hot I could feel my cock getting even harder. I was wishing I had a longer tongue to go even deeper into her when she started yelping. I had made her feel a tongue deep inside her wet pussy without even realizing it. I would definitely have to be more careful about my own thoughts and desires while making love to a woman. After only a few more minutes of my psychic tongue lashing, she shuddered and came with a muffled scream. I sucked and nibbled on her clit a little more to bring her to a second and third orgasm and then lifted her over to the table. She was trembling in my arms, still feeling the after effects of her orgasm when I turned her onto her stomach over the table. I pushed the shirt over her head, spread her legs apart with my thighs and slid my fingers over her wet pussy. I slipped first one then a second finger deep inside her and she groaned happily. I pulled my head up against her and forced her slippery lips to open wide. Then I pulled it back out and started rubbing it up and down against her. "Do you want me to fuck you Kaitlyn?" I asked in a gravelly voice. "Oh yes." She whimpered. And she started to back her ass up against me, trying to force my cock into her. "Then say it. Tell me what you want Kaitlyn." I demanded "Oh yes fuck me please. Fuck me Eddy. I want you to fuck me hard. Please fuck me." She pleaded. I rammed it into her and she gasped for air. "Oh my God yes...yes." She stammered. I think she called my name out but all I could hear was my balls slapping against her and I was focused intently on making her come hard. As I felt her orgasm approaching, I slowed my pace until she was screaming for release. A few more pounding thrusts and then she was shaking and grunting and her juices flowed out and over me. I didn't stop slamming into her and after only a few seconds I picked up speed. I could feel her quickly building to another climax and I again I slowed down, teasing her relentlessly until she was begging for mercy. I linked our orgasms together and then let her come as I began spurting hot come deep into her womb. She didn't stop shuddering until long after I'd slowed my thrusts and with only slight concentration, I increased her arousal so that she would have one more wave of pleasure rock through her body as I slowed almost to a stop. Her pussy was contracting around my still hard cock and I would have fucked her again right then and there but I was completely drained of energy. I didn't think I would have the strength but somehow I managed to pick up her trembling body and carry her to the bedroom while she wrapped her arms around my neck. I kissed her deeply and her tongue slid into my mouth and did a little exploring. I returned the favour and as I laid her down on the bed she pulled me close against her. I kicked my jeans off and softly kissed her forehead, eyelids and cheeks. She mewed quietly and I turned her over. My softening cock fit perfectly between her ass cheeks and I pulled her snuggly against me. I whispered into her neck and she giggled. I was watching goose bumps form on her skin below her ear as my breath and kisses lightly danced amongst the loose strands of hair and then I drifted into darkness; a deep, shadowy slumber of contentedness. When I awoke I immediately noticed something was wrong. I couldn't place it at first but I could just sense something amiss. I gave my head a shake and got out of Kaitlyn's bed. Kaitlyn was nowhere to be seen and I assumed she had just got up and went about her normal routine. I decided that any investigation could wait until I at least had a shower and I went to wash the evidence from the late night festivities away with a hot blast of water. LILITH Lilith toweled herself off slowly. Droplets of water fell from her black hair onto her stiff pink nipples and she savored the tingling sensation with a low moan. She had been thinking about Edgar and the amazing things he had done to her while she showered. His strength and compassion had overwhelmed her that night and she craved for more of him. Every caress from his rough hands had electrified her nerves and defined a new depth of lust. She had never even had sex before and now it was all she could think about. His soft kisses and the soothing sound of his voice in her ear lingered in her memory. Even the dull ache between her legs enticed a newfound desire. She had given him her virginity, her most sacred gift and now she could never go back. Everything was supposed to be different now and while that was certainly true, she hadn't experienced the changes in herself that she expected. She didn't really feel that different. A little sore perhaps but the differences were subtle. Maybe she was a woman now but she still felt like a girl inside. A girl that craved passionate kisses and wild sex but the same little girl that she had always perceived herself as being. The shower massage had only sated her hunger for a few moments as she let it splay across her pussy and already she was fantasizing again about the next time she saw him. He was very attractive really, although it was hard to notice at first. He hid his piercing dark eyes beneath an unkempt frayed mat of coarse brown hair. It hung in his face obscuring a sharp nose and those glaring eyes. She loved his eyes and the way they seemed to burn right into her soul. He was a little taller than most of the boys his age and very thin. It was only when she saw his hairless chest in the pale moonlight that she realized how strong and sinewy he was. Her long, sharp fingernails were painted a gothic jet black and she marveled at the contrast against her white skin as they began to work their way over her breasts. Lilith was a perfect goth girl according to her friends. Bunny had told her how she envied her silky black hair and the unblemished alabaster white of her skin but Lilith was actually jealous of Bunny and her perfect tan. Bunny never burned the few times they had been at the beach while Lilith had to slather on the sunscreen and was still tender and pink the next day. After the sunburn had healed she was left with her pale white skin again whereas Bunny had a bronzed body and what she called 'a good base'. Her hands began massaging her tingling breasts harder, her fingers pulled and twisted her crinkled nipples eliciting a sharp gasp from her mouth. The towel fell to the floor and as she leaned back against the shower door, her fingers probed the wet folds between her thighs. She was stroking harder and faster as she neared another orgasm when she heard a knock on the bathroom door. "Lilith?" She hastily wrapped the towel around her and answered the intrusive voice of her mother. "What?" she sounded angrier than she had really intended. "Are you almost finished in there?" The thick oak door muffled her mother's quiet voice. "I am now dammit!" Lilith muttered under her breath still trying to quell her shaking knees and control her percolating arousal. "I'll be out in a second mother." She shouted and wrapped another towel around her hair. She opened the door and found herself face to face with her diminutive mother. She bore a remarkable resemblance in features, hair colour, eyes, the slant of her cheekbones, but in attitude they were diametrically opposed. Where Lilith was brash, fiery, and spontaneous, her mother was shy, reserved, and quiet. It had always angered Lilith that her mother never stood up for herself. She was always submissive and accommodating especially towards her father. Lilith felt like shaking her by the shoulders and saying to her 'Snap out of it. Stop letting people push you around! Don't be a slave anymore." It was however not to be. In her heart, Lilith knew that her mother would never change. "Rachel is downstairs." Her mother stated almost nervously. "Tell her to come up. We've got lots of work to do." She was about to brush past her mother when a small, frail hand reached for her arm. "Lilith? What have you been studying?" the normally meek voice had a deep serenity that Lilith had never heard or noticed before. "I told you mum. We've been studying for finals." Lilith's brow furrowed earnestly. "What have you been studying for exactly?" her mother's tone was clear and stronger somehow. "Psyche final." Lilith lied and moved to step around her but was stunned to find her mother had blocked her path. "Listen to me Lilith. Whatever you are up to I want you to be very careful. Just because a thing looks, sounds, and acts wonderfully doesn't mean that it can't also be dark and dangerous. If you play with things you don't fully understand, you are bound to get hurt." Lilith was speechless. The intensity of her mother's gaze had grown and she felt like someone had slapped her in the face. Who was this person in her mother's body? Even though she was caught completely off guard she managed to regain her senses. "What are you talking about mother?" she demanded. Her eyes were burning the same emerald blaze as her mother's intense glare. "If you want to learn about something you have to find the right teacher. I don't want you fooling around anymore. Not until we've spoken about it more. I think we should go see your Aunt Alice when school is out." The cryptic sentence left Lilith numb. The name Aunt Alice was never to be spoken in the house. Her father's infamous temper had been triggered on more than one occasion when her mother had tried to speak about her. And now her mother wanted to go visit her older sister. This was the strangest conversation she'd ever had with her mother. Before she could press for some answers she pecked her cheek lightly and disappeared down the stairs leaving Lilith dripping wet in the hallway, in her towel. Witches Brew Ch. 02 Alex was in trouble. Currently he was laying on the floor, tightly bound and gagged; with an honest to god witch stepping on his swollen cock. He had to escape. Staring up her, he watched a slow predatory grin ease across her face as she pressed her foot down again, eliciting a loud moan of pain from him. "You like that, bitch?" She asked with a smile. All he could muster the courage for was a shake of his head and a helpless moan. "I think your lying slut. Your little cock seems to love this." She applied a little more pressure. "Let's get some things straight. I expect you to address me as Mistress or Miss. If you don't you will be punished. When I give an order, you will obey it immediately. If you try to escape... Well, let's just say that the consequences will be dire." The expression on her face communicated quite clearly to Alex that she would enjoy doling out those consequences. Lifting her foot off of his cock, she snapped her fingers and the ropes around his legs untied themselves. She pulled him to his feet by his hair. Keeping him hunched over, she roughly pulled him into the room with the cauldron and walked him up to the edge. Snapping again, more rope grabbed his cock and bound him to the bubbling cauldron. A long spreader bar appeared between his legs, forcing them apart as a pair of magical cuffs secured themselves around his ankles. He stared down at the swirling green liquid and then up at Eva who was consulting her tome. "Ah here it is, this brew is best with fresh cum, but it doesn't say that cum from two weeks ago shouldn't work... Oh well, looks like we have some testing to do, pretty boy!" With that she closed the book and strutted over to him. Smiling at his predicament, she started to manipulate his cock with her hand. Moaning, Alex couldn't help but gyrate his hips and thrust his cock faster as he approached orgasm only to have Eva pull away with a smile. Whimpering and struggling Alex begged for more and tried to thrust his cock forward. Eva reached up to stroke his face. "Shhh, pet. I know you want it, but I have to get the most out of that cock in one orgasm before this pot goes bad." She started to stroke his cock again, once more pulling away as he got close, resulting in a groan from Alex. Kissing the tip of his cock Eva glanced up at him. "Stay here pretty slut." Moaning Alex watched her exit his field of vision and heard her adjusting things behind him, when she returned she pressed her body against his back and began stroking him. Nibbling at an ear she whispered to him, "This is gonna be it, bitch. I want all your cum to come out of that cock, can you do that for me, whore?" When Alex groaned and shook his head she smiled again. "It's okay pet, I brought something to help." Then she held a small black butt plug in front of him. Alex's eyes went wide at the sight of it and his struggles renewed. Reaching around him to grip his cock, Eva shushed him, holding the plug under his cock she carefully milked precum over it until it was soaked. Her hand then disappeared from his field of vision and he felt her position it behind him. "Ready, Slut?" Alex whimpered and shook his head, making her laugh "Too bad." And with that she slowly pressed it into Alex's tight hole. Letting out a loud moan Alex bucked his hips. The feeling of being filled and having his cock stroked driving him mad. Once the initial discomfort passed he became suddenly aware of how good it felt, especially when Eva started fucking him gently with the plug. Soon, Alex lost any semblance of control and came hard. His whole body shook with the power of his orgasm and Eva was sure to milk every last drop of cum out of him into the pot. His cock stayed hard thanks to the bindings around it and he was forced to stay standing as he thought if he didn't, the rope might rip his member off entirely. Eva moved to the side and chanted in a language he didn't understand. This time the cauldron turned cloudy white and stayed that way. Smiling, Eva smacked Alex's ass "Good job bitch. Maybe I will even give you taste of this later if you are good...or maybe if you're naughty." Snapping again, the ropes binding his cock slithered away. The spreader bar turning into a set of shiny manacles linking the cuffs. Eva traced a line along his throat, and in seconds a heavy leather collar with a thick metal ring in the center, and smaller metal rings circling, it weighed at his neck. She attached an intricate chain leash to the ring at his jugular and pulled him out of the room behind her. Leading him back into the main room, she left him to stand in the middle, his cock now limp and lifeless. As she lit the lanterns on the wall, his eyes adjusted to the flickering light and he noticed that while the while the floor was smooth stone the rest of the walls were artfully carved wood. As he studied the carvings he felt his cock grow rigid again. There were three doors in this room, one to the upstairs, one to the lab, and one that looked like a cell door. The room was filled with all sorts of sinister gadgets and toys which, while terrifying, were also erotic in nature. Alex groaned as his mind fought to sort out his conflicting feelings of fear and arousal. The carvings were something else entirely. Clearly very old, they depicted men in all sorts of humiliating positions at the hands of women. Anything Alex could imagine was there, from pegging, to cum milking, whipping, to cock and ball torture...it covered the walls. Eva smiled at him. "Do you like the art?" When he whimpered she stalked towards him and slapped his cock hard. "Well your hard little friend seems to like it, slut. You really should control that thing." She laughed as he stared helplessly at her. Her eyes slowly turned hard and calculating. "Lick my shoes." Alex stared at her in what could only be described as shock. "Lick my shoes, now." When Alex continued to stand, she kneed him in the balls and dropped him to his knees as he yelped in pain. "I said now. Bitch." Whimpering, Alex did as he was told. Licking her boots and cleaning the soft leather as much as he could. It was humiliating, but this woman was insane and it was easier to make her happy than risk her ire. As he finished and started a second round of licking, Eva watched him smugly "See slut? Is this so bad? Now stop, stay looking at the floor." Alex complied and she walked off, when she returned she ordered him to look at her and as he raised his head he found himself face to face with a massive black strap-on cock. Wrapping her fingers through his hair, Eva forced his head against it. "Don't worry bitch, this won't go up your ass so long as you are good. Just suck it like the cock loving whore you are." Scared of what she might do if he failed, Alex eagerly complied. Licking and sucking it he soon was able to take its head in, but he couldn't go any further despite his best efforts. Unfortunately, Eva wanted him to go down on it and she knew how to make it happen. Grabbing his hair she forced him to deep throat the cock, ignoring his gags and struggles as he choked on it. "That's a good, bitch." She moaned as she watched him "You are going to be a good slut if you can already take this." Pulling his head back off the cock suddenly, he was left gasping for breath just as the cock sprayed what appeared to be a load of the liquid from the cauldron all over his face and into his open mouth. Eva smiled down at him "Now swallow, bitch. Unless you want me to fuck you with this now." This time Alex eagerly complied, even licking the stuff off from around his mouth. Laughing at his eagerness to please, Eva smiled. "You should feel the effects of that soon enough slut. In addition to making great lube, it's the most powerful aphrodisiac ever made. In males it has another side effect as well. It...encourages...subservience." Sure enough his cock rocketed to attention and felt as though it was on fire, his nipples also felt incredibly sensitive and the plug in his ass started to drive him insane. He began jerking his hips and moaning, begging for release. Eva looked down at his writhing form and smiled. Snapping her fingers all of the ropes slithered away and he was standing there totally naked. "Touch yourself for me boy." Instantly Alex had one hand on his cock, stroking hard, and the other pinched and rolled one of his now very sensitive nipples. Suddenly a whip lashed him across the chest and cock knocking his hands away and causing him to scream in pain. "What do you say to your mistress when she lets you have pleasure, bitch?" Alex moaned, his hands twitching. "I am sorry mistress, th-thank you for letting me touch myself miss." His eyes lowered, he mumbled more apologies at the ground. Eva grinned "Continue slut." Alex cried out an ecstatic "Thank you miss!" And resumed touching himself with a passion. Moments later he began to beg. "Oh, fuck...Please, miss. I'm so close. May I cum? Please?" Waiting a little longer for his begging to continue, Eva knocked his hands away with her foot and pressed one foot against his cock. "Cum on my shoes and then lick it off, bitch." With that, Alex came hard over her shoes and immediately upon finishing went down on his hands and knees, licking her boots clean. When he finished, Eva walked away and returned with a black bag, filled to the brim with all manners of implements and devices. "Kneel with your hands behind your back." Smiling at his mistress Alex complied as she cuffed his hands behind him and smiled down at his hard cock. Retrieving a cock ring she slid it to the base of his seven and a half inch member, then cinched a second one around his balls. Smiling, she snapped and rope slithered up, connecting the rings on his cock and balls to his cuffs and then to his collar from the cuffs forcing him to sit with his back straight unless he wanted to give his balls a sharp tug. She then added nipple clamps, and as Eva attached them Alex moaned and thanked her. The final touch was to replace the butt plug with one of similar size. This one was a deeper black, almost onyx in nature and was covered completely in runes. Stroking his face, Eva looked down at her new pet. "Well don't you look nice little slut, you should know that if you try to escape those rings, the plug will start to vibrate more and more, until you are reduced to a nothing but a cumming. Horny. Slut." Alex moaned. "Which, let's face it, you already are." She added this last part as she rubbed his cock with her boots. Causing precum to drool out the tip. Attaching a leash to his collar she led him to the third door and opened it up, inside it was a basic cell, no bed, just a toilet and a bowl labeled 'slave'. "This is where you will be staying slut, if you are good, you will get a bed." She unceremoniously pushed him in and closed the door behind him. "Sleep well!" He heard his new mistress laughing as she walked off. Eventually he managed to lay down and all he could think about was how hard he was and how much he loved his new mistress. Several hours later Alex did not feel that way. Whatever had been in that stuff she made him swallow was strong, and he had no intention of eating it again. He had to get out of here. Soon. Witches Brew Ch. 02 When she recovered she went to her room and searched for something to wear. Something to wear especially for Edgar. Her discarded towel lay in a wet heap on the floor. A rapidly growing pile of clothes accumulated from the massive walk-in closet. She was flinging them into the air carelessly. After a few minutes she frowned and noticed Rachel staring at her from the doorway. They had seen each other naked many times before and after last night, Lilith had no inhibitions when it came to Rachel. "Help me find something sexy to wear." Lilith smiled at her devilishly. "What you're wearing is pretty sexy." Rachel winked. Lilith giggled and looked at her with a sideways glance. She had always admired Rachel's lean and slender body. She was very athletic and muscled but incredibly slight. Her curves were more like angles especially compared to her own body. She had never considered sex with a girl but after last night, she was seeing Rachel in a whole new way. A sly grin crept quietly across her face as she recalled the orgasmic screaming Rachel had done while her fingers had been probing deep inside her. "You seem to be in a good mood today Rae. In fact I don't think I've seen you this happy ever." Lilith held a long black dress up in front of her naked body, searching Rachel's face for approval but she just shook her and Lilith tossed it aside. "I am happy. I guess it's cos I don't have to hide the way I feel anymore. I'm free." She held out her arms wide and smiled widely. She took a step toward Lilith and again rejected another unworthy article of clothing. "Is that why you wouldn't sleep with that hot shop class guy? The one that chased you for a whole semester." Lilith was genuinely enjoying Rachel's lascivious stares. "Steve Barber? No. I slept with him but it wasn't any fun and he never even called me after. He was a jerk. He just wanted to be able to say he fucked me to all his buddies. I didn't realize I liked girls so much back then. I mean I love you and Bun but I never knew why I had such trouble with guys. Now I understand. It's because they aren't attractive to me like girls are. Isn't that crazy? It just never occurred to me that I might be gay." Lilith raised her eyebrow. "What about Edgar? Lilith's tried to ask the question casually but Rachel could see that Lilith had some strong feelings about him. She knew in this phase of their friendship that she had to be honest. There was a bond of trust that had emerged since the previous night between all three of them and Rachel just couldn't jeopardize it by lying. Rachel grinned and wrapped her arms around Lilith, so their faces were inches apart. "He's hot. I think he's special. I would do whatever he wanted me to do. But I think he knows what I really want. He knows exactly how I really feel. I know that he cares for me and I can tell he wants me to be fulfilled but it's you that he truly loves Lilith. I could see it in his eyes when he looked at you and I could just sense it in his aura. It's you that he really wants. When I remember the way I felt last night...I keep thinking about last night and going over it again and again...its making me so horny." Rachel's breath grew shallow and suddenly it dawned on Lilith what Rachel wanted. Her own state of arousal was still pretty high and before she could stop her, Rachel was kissing her soft lips and pulling her waist against her hard. She could feel Rachel's nipples pressing against her as she hugged her desperately. Lilith pushed away and wiped her wet mouth with the back of her hand. "Look Rae, I'm really horny too but I'm not really..." Rachel pushed her back on the bed and straddled her naked waist. She held Lilith's arms up above her head and leaned down to kiss her exposed neck. Lilith squirmed against the hot lips burning her skin and sighed in acceptance. She was suddenly overcome with the realization that she wanted Rachel just as much as Rachel wanted her. The closeness between them went beyond boundaries. The bond was growing stronger. There was a comfort in their caresses and a security in each kiss. " I know I'm not who you really want right now but I'm so hot and I've always wanted to be with you Lil. I want to make you come." The words hit Lilith like fireworks and she immediately felt the twinge between her thighs intensify. Rachel's lips pressed against hers and it was so easy to let go and bathe in the warm throes of passion as their tongues intertwined hungrily. Rachel's hands were squeezing her breasts and pulling at her nipples. Her tongue swirled inside Lilith's mouth and she sucked hungrily on it while their lips were mashed together in a frenetic blur. Lilith's fingers encircled her neck and pulled her harder against her mouth. She could feel the wetness between Rachel's legs as she began rocking her hips against Lilith's now slick belly. Lilith's gaze locked onto Rachel's for a hot white second and it seemed as though sparks flew in the air between them. The connection they shared was intensifying. The feelings and sensations of being sexually linked from the night before returned with a fury. Something imperceptible had changed between them, something that would alter them forever. It was almost as though they could feel what each other was feeling. As Lilith's fingers caressed the smooth bicep of Rachel's slender arm, a breath rippled along her own arm like a shadow of pleasure. As they kissed the effect was increased exponentially. Lilith let out a low moan of desire and gave in to her lust. Rachel turned around so her knees straddled Lilith's head and her mouth was right above her pussy. As she inhaled the strong aroma, Lilith realized how much she loved having sex with a girl. It wasn't like Edgar but it was still so sensual, so intimate. The kisses were softer. Her tongue slid along the length of Rachel's glistening lips, slowly circling around the hardening clit and then tracing a wet line up between her cheeks. As she began to slide back the other way she could feel Rachel's hair caressing her thighs like silk strands and the hot breath in between. Two fingers pulled her open and a wet tongue slid deep inside in one thrust. Lilith gasped and began sucking more intensely. Rachel was fucking her with her tongue and Lilith had trouble concentrating on what she was doing. They found a steady rhythm and their breathing and panting seemed to echo off of each other. Their moans were stifled by the hot wet flesh of lips and tongues and as the pace increased, Lilith could feel the tremor growing in Rachel's' shuddering hips. She pinched her clit between her teeth and Rachel convulsed and flooded Lilith's face with come. Lilith lapped at it hungrily and was quickly approaching her own climax when Rachel's' fingers slipped deep inside and swirled in the wetness. She couldn't hold on any longer and her orgasm shattered through her quivering body. She clung to Rachel's hips, digging her long nails into the soft skin. her hips thrust upward to meet Rachel's mouth. The sensation of Rachel's tongue brought her to the brink and again an orgasm rippled throughout her body. Her toes curled and her nails drew blood. Suddenly Rachel's face was next to hers. She could smell her own juices on Rachel and she hungered to taste it. Both their faces were slick and glistening. Rachel's hand wrapped around the back of Lilith's neck, pulling her into a soft, deep, slow, and wet kiss. As their tongues swirled against each other, locked in a desperate embrace, Lilith felt a disturbance in the room. She immediately pulled away from Rachel's grasp and focused on the doorway. A shadow flickered down the hall. Or was it her imagination? Had someone been watching them? She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. A sense from deep within her was active. There had been someone there. She knew it. "Someone was watching us." Rachel stated quietly. "Who?" "I don't know...I just...sensed it." She looked deeply into Lilith's eyes and they immediately knew the connection they shared was growing stronger. "The only one in the house is my mother." Lilith's voice trailed off. "It wasn't your mother. I could tell. It was someone else." Rachel started to tremble and Lilith hugged her closer. "What's wrong? You're shaking like a leaf." Lilith held her chin up to meet her gaze. "Something's wrong Lil. I have a really bad feeling. It was a presence watching us. I felt it last night too but I didn't realize what it was until now. Something unnatural was watching us." She was almost speaking at a whisper. "You're nuts." Lilith scolded her jokingly but she too could tell something was not right. "You feel it too." Rachel said looking suddenly vulnerable and afraid. EDGAR I was barely able to contain myself when I heard her voice on the phone. As I hung up I stared in awe at the erection that tented my shorts simply by the sound of her voice. In seconds I was dressed and throwing on my leather jacket and bursting out the front door. The old Norton Commando was as stubborn as usual and it took several minutes to get it going. When the engine was revved I peeled off down the road. With a smile frozen onto my face and my spirits high I could think only of Lilith. She was there waiting for me at the sacred place in the forest as I ran crashing through the thick growth. She smiled when she saw me and her eyes widened with excitement as I lunged for her and swept her into my arms. As I spun her around, our lips locked in a passionate kiss. Even though I smelled of scotch and gasoline I could smell the sweet scents of her hair and skin and I could feel her heart beating faster as I held against my chest. Her face grew flushed as I peppered her neck with kisses and held her tightly against me. I didn't want to ever let go of her again. My mind was racing, a jumble of images and desires. My hands softly held her face as my lips lightly kissed her forehead, eyes and cheeks. My raw passion was having an affect on her and she ground her hips against me. Her hands squeezed my thighs and hips and gently pulled me harder. I began to focus on her desire and as my hands filled with the soft flesh of her ass, I sensed her growing arousal. I concentrated and doubled it. Suddenly she gasped pushed away from me. She hunched over slightly, her hands pawing at her clenching thighs. She couldn't keep herself from rubbing her legs together in primal lust. "Stop. Wait." She pleaded more with her own body then with me. "We have to talk. Rachel is picking up Bunny and meeting us here." She held her hand against my chest as though trying to resist me. I grinned and increased her arousal again slightly. She moaned and fell to her knees before me. Her long nails scratched down my leg. She wrythed against me almost panting. "Please. Stop." She suddenly jumped up and leapt into my arms. "Don't worry baby, we'll talk in a little while." I breathed into her ear and carried her to the stone slab at the edge of the clearing. As I lay her down she already had my shirt unbuttoned and was pulling at my fly. I began to think of light kisses teasing the sides of her shoulders. I imagined a few more of them dancing across her trembling, pale skin. Her head was resting in my hand, her long black hair splayed out across the grey of the stone and her emerald eyes sparkling up into mine. I lingered for a moment, drinking in her beauty. Her lips were a dark blood red and parted by her glistening pink tongue tip as she moistened them. Her breathing was shallow and rapid and she struggled to comprehend the sensations she was feeling. She had freed my hard cock from my jeans and it throbbed in her small hand. The flutter of a thousand tiny wet kisses against her stomach, hips and thighs suddenly overwhelmed her senses and she screamed sharply. Her inner thighs were slick with her own juices and she couldn't help herself from wrything beneath me. "Oh Edgar what are you doing to me?" she winced and squirmed beneath me. My tongue licked at the lobe of her ear and the soft rumble of my voice sent a tremble throughout her body as I breathed hotly in her ear. "I just want to make you happy." I ginned with a fierceness that she hadn't seen before. With one hand I reached under her skirt and tore her panties from her body. She yelped and struggled against me. My weight pressed her hard against the stone. She felt me between her legs, forcing her apart, plunging deep inside of her. She screamed into my mouth and I stopped, staring deep into her eyes. "I can see into your mind Lilith. I know exactly what your body needs. Hold onto me like you know you want to. Let go. Stop fighting me." She realized I was right. She couldn't fight me and she didn't really know why she was in the first place. She had to talk to me but it would have to wait. She couldn't resist me any more than I could resist her. There was no choice but to give in to the desire. Lilith let go and abandoned all reason. Nothing existed outside our entwined bodies, our passionate kisses, and the symphony of lust the enveloped us. Her long sharp nails dug deep into the skin of my back as I slammed into her. I was like a madman, lost in sensation and oblivious to reason. Her screams had gone from cries of fear to yelps of ecstasy. I knew I had been too forceful and rough. It was like some animal had overcome me and taken control of my lust. I had been able to manipulate her feelings so that she was so aroused and excited she welcomed the brutality of my assault. She had even started begging me to fuck her harder. But I knew that it was all because of my control over her. If it hadn't been for the influence I held over her, she would have been traumatized by my ferocity. The force of our simultaneous orgasms stunned me and as she thrashed against me I felt her teeth cutting into my shoulder and her nails digging into my back. She gasped and screamed loudly but I couldn't stop myself from fucking her. I lost control and hammered into her until she shuddered in a mind-blowing climax and then fell limp in my arms. I slowed to a stop and rolled off of her. As I gazed into her peaceful face I was overcome with the horror of what I had done. I had acted like some kind of animal and fucked her until she blacked out. I knew that she would think of it as all pleasure but I knew the dark truth about how far I had gone. Something wasn't right. Something had gone wrong with her spell. I cradled her in my arms and thought of waking her but I couldn't bring myself to disturb her peaceful sleep so I just kissed her forehead lightly and held her a little closer. I didn't notice Rachel and Bunny approaching until they were almost right in front of me. I smiled weakly and they both suddenly stared at me with confused expressions. "What happened to your eyes Edgar?" Rachel seemed almost angry for a moment. "What are you talking about?" I asked harshly. Bunny flipped open her purse and handed me a small makeup mirror. As I flipped it open and looked at my reflection a sense of revulsion swept over me. I was staring into the eyes of some kind of demon. Where there had been white there now was a deep crimson and the brown of my eyes had been swallowed by the inky blackness of my pupil. I gasped in shock and looked up into the worried expression of Lilith. Her frail hand brushed a tear from my cheek. Something had gone horribly wrong. Witches Brew Ch. 03 The last few weeks had been hell. At least, Alex thought it had been a few weeks. He couldn't be sure, being kept in a basement with no outside light meant he could only judge the passage of time by when Eva came for him. She had started talking about the little modifications she thought he would look better with. Unfortunately for Alex, she started following through soon after she started talking about them. She had used her magic to scrawl a tattoo that said "Eva's Toy" across his shoulder. Now she was musing out-loud about how his nipple piercings would look. His wrists were tied above his head and he was kneeling on the floor slowly riding a sybian. Eva had ordered him not to cum, and his cock had risen to attention, almost immediately ignoring her instruction. A ring gag stretched his mouth open, and his legs were tied securely to the infernal contraption, keeping the long, vibrating cock inside him. His struggles increasingly grew more and more frantic as he realized that the moment her attention returned to him, she would force-feed him more of that goo and proceed to fuck his ever willing body. Noticing that she was suspiciously silent, he looked around to find himself alone in the dungeon. Eva having disappeared as he struggled with his arousal and fear. Moaning as the sybian kicked it up a notch, Alex felt his cock drool onto the floor and tried to think of a way off. Eyes fluttering closed as the vibrations increased and the pulsation of the machine increased, he knew that the approaching orgasm would leave him helpless to her evil plans when she did come back. His skin heated as he thought of her quietly watching him cum from being fucked by her device. He pictured her grey eyes roaming up and down his body as he lost his battle with his cock, and her disapproval...her possible punishment. No. Fuck. No. She's getting to me. I don't want this, I don't want to be used like this. The potion she force fed him was probably floating around in his system. He had to get out. If he could just climb off the now rapidly thrusting cock he was impaled on...His eyes flew open and thoughts of escape were interrupted as he heard the door open. In strutted Eva. She had changed into a tight leather, red and black corset. A black skirt flowed to just at mid-thigh and a set of wicked stiletto heels adorned her feet. Her gaze met his from beneath the brim of her black hat. A smile eased across her face as she appraised his naked form, glistening with sweat and precum. "Well, well...Look at you." A chuckle. "Looks like the training we've been doing is finally setting in. Good boy." Stroking his face she glided behind him and bent down to whisper in his ear as her hands glided down to rub his chest. "I am thinking today I will get my piercing needles...." Alex shuddered at the thought of being pierced, but his attention was quickly diverted by the oddest sound, like a quill writing on paper. Eva heard it too and abruptly turned around. Stalking in the direction of her lab, he heard a faint shuffling and then her voice. "What do you want." Agitated, she sounded agitated. Alex was hopeful though. He turned his head in the hope that someone might be here to rescue him, but he only saw Eva standing in her lab over a large book. "Is it that important?" He wondered if she was had truly gone crazy. Then he saw a quill hover over the book, then dip down, and the scratching sound repeated itself. She sighed. "Fine, I'll be there." She slammed the book shut. "God. Fucking. Damn it." Looking over at him, she caught Alex staring and snarled. "What are you looking at, slut?" Grabbing a whip as she reentered the dungeon, she lashed out at his back and Alex yelped through the gag. Staring down at the ground Alex whimpered softly, but that did not deter her. Grabbing him she unhooked the rope binding his hands to the ceiling and unbound his legs. Lifting and levitating him roughly off of the sybian, she ignored his moans and whimpers and thrust him onto the ground. "Present your ass bitch." Moaning Alex complied by getting on all fours and arching his back. Staring straight ahead, he could hear her getting toys and knew what was about to happen. "Get ready whore." With that Eva rammed her 9 inch strap-on into him, resulting in a loud moan and shudder from Alex. Eva also moaned loudly "How can you still be so tight after riding the sybian for hours slut?" Alex knew from experience that her observation wasn't just dirty talk, she'd done something to her strap-ons that let her feel sensation as though it was indeed a real cock. Moaning, an idea formed, and he impaled himself further onto the cock in order to please her. If she thought he was obedient, she wouldn't force him to eat the potion. As if on autopilot, she reached around and started to roughly tug at his throbbing member. With an angry edge to it she ordered Alex to cum. "You know you want too." Alex all too eagerly complied and sprayed his load over the floor. Even as she filled him with her own, potion laced load, he could feel the effects taking hold. He cursed himself as his cock shot to attention again and his nipples grew hard. Eva pulled out suddenly and smacked his ass. "You are one tight fuck, slave. Now. Time to tell you about where we are going to go." Turning his head Alex looked at her, confused. The potions effects now fully taking hold, he bucked his hips for more and whimpered. "Sorry, no more today, slut." She ran a hand through his hair and then began to unbuckle her strap-on. "We go to meet my coven tomorrow, and we need to make sure you are ready to present." The cock fell to the floor, still oozing cum. "Stand up." Alex compiled. Looking at her and waiting for the next order. Eva simply snapped her fingers and his bindings slid away, leaving him standing there naked with just his collar. Gesturing for him to follow, she led Alex to a large, sunken tub in the corner of the room and told him to get into the steaming water. Once he was, she started to very carefully clean every part of him. "Tomorrow all thirteen of us get together with our fuck boys and have a sort of competition. Normally I don't go because I tend to break my boys so fast, but you...you I think I will enjoy showing off." She paused in her cleaning. "Would you enjoy that, slut?" One hand reached down and started stroking his cock, eliciting a low moan. "Yes mistress, I would like it a lot." Moaning again, he twitched in her hand. She continued to stroke, and Alex, forgetting himself in the pleasure, came all too quickly. Eva pulled away, smiling. "Normally I would punish you for that, but you will suffer enough tomorrow. Get out." When he did, Eva looked at his soft cock and grinned. With a snap, a steel cage locked itself around his cock. Small spikes gently brushed against him inside. "This is to help control you, tomorrow many of the witches will try to steal you from me, and I already made the mistake of letting one boy into a meeting without chastity, not again." Nodding, Alex waited for further instruction. "Go back and get some sleep, bitch. You're going to need it." Alex complied and shuffled to his cell. Staring at the door as it shut he looked down at his cock. Fuck. Further inspection resulted in no latches or hinges discovered. How am I supposed to get out of this, maybe in the confusion tomorrow...He felt the exhaustion of the day's activities start to take effect. Laying down, his eyes slowly closed, and he slept. He awoke to Eva opening the door and he swiftly stood up for her. She was wearing a long black robe today, as well as a black and dark purple corset that emphasized her breasts and shiny black leggings tucked into her knee high boots. "Let's pretty you up slave." Snapping her fingers, ropes slithered into the room. They wasted no time with their work. His arms were bound behind him and rope crisscrossed his chest to form an intricate harness of diagonal ropes. The final touch was a black ball gag which Eva secured behind his head. Once the ropes stilled, Alex looked up nervously at Eva. She regarded him coldly. Attaching a leash to his collar, she led him out and up the stairs. Outside, he found himself staring at an ornately decorated black carriage. The creatures at the front were obscenely large panthers. Their coats gleamed like polished onyx in the faint light of the moon above. Eva swept into the carriage and gave Alex's leash a sharp tug. He quickly followed her in, sitting opposite her in the carriage. During the first part of the ride, Alex was sure Eva would want him to pleasure her. To his surprise, she spent her time staring out the window and ignored his presence. After around an hour of travel, he glanced out the dark tinted windows and watched as they approached a large manor in the middle of the woods. "Let's lay down some rules, slut. Only I get to pleasure you unless you have my permission. They can touch you but nothing more. You only speak when I give you permission, and you do not go near the others unless I say you can, understand?" Eva stared at him with an intensity that he hadn't seen before. Alex nodded and watched her fearfully. "Let's go." With that they exited the carriage. Alex stopped in shock as they clambered out. He couldn't believe his eyes. In front of him stood stone brick rose up to meet a roof dotted with gargoyles. In front of solid, wooden twin doors there were twelve other carriages each pulled by various beasts. In front of a sleek, hearse-like carriage, simple black horses stamped impatiently; though there were beasts ranging from boars to massive black ostriches. He spotted a woman exiting one carriage and leading two boys on all fours into the house. His gawking was cut short when Eva gave his leash a tug. They were headed towards the doors accompanied by the woman with two slaves. Surprisingly, the doors opened into a small courtyard instead of the house interior. Alex's eyes widened as he recognized the decoration. On each of the four stone pedestals in each corner was a man who was tightly bound, gagged, and blindfolded. Each ones movements were highly restricted and each had a raging erection between their legs. Alex whimpered and looked to Eva, but she seemed focused on other things. Striding through the doors on the opposite side of the courtyard was another woman. To Alex, she seems to be in her mid-fifties. Striking features pulled into a dismissive and distant, yet somehow familiar expression. Long black hair lay in a controlled braid that fell down to her waist. She had violet eyes and a sharp nose. Her full red lips twisted into a sickening smile when her eyes lighted on Eva. The woman was wearing a tight black top that accentuated her large bust as well a tight latex pencil skirt that showed off her voluptuous figure. She smoothly glided across the courtyard in knee high leather heels. "Oh, Eva. It's been so long dear." This new woman engaged in an embrace made awkward by Eva's lack of response to it. A quick kiss on Eva's cheek resulted in a flinch from the younger witch. "And, oh my...this is such a pretty little thing. Is he yours dear?" The woman reached out to stroke Alex's face. A low growl emanated from Eva's throat. "Yes. He is mine, Belladonna." Eva said with a slight twist of her lips. Belladonna's face contorted into a pout. Her skin seemed uncomfortable stretched into such an expression and she ruined her façade by rolling her eyes "You haven't talked to me in over a year and this is how greet me?" Spreading her arms she said "I guess it was too much to hope for a decent reunion with my baby girl." With all that had happened as of late, Alex thought he was passed the point of being surprised. This revelation destroyed that mindset however. Eva crossed her arms. "I am only here as a favor to Aunt Mona." Belladonna's eyes narrowed at her. "Fine." She clapped her hands together with a smile "Enough of this. It's nearly time for the competition to begin." She swept back through the door she'd come through. Growling, Eva tugged at the leash and pulled Alex into the next room. In the new room there were gathered eleven more women, lounging on couches or in chairs. They each had their own slaves, in addition to the men who were bound on pedestals or to pillars. Alex couldn't see much else due to the darkness. A blazing spotlight suddenly opened up over a circular stage in the middle of the women. With a puff of black smoke and blue sparks, suddenly Belladonna stood in the center. With a flourish normally reserved for circus stage announcers, she waved a hand over the audience and cried out. "Ladies! It is that time of year again, the time in which we find out who in the coven knows how to train their pretty, pretty boys. Get ready, for the slave games!"