Tricks And Some More Tricks

It all started with an innocent text one Saturday morning. Halloween morning, as it so happened.

I had gone into the office for a couple of hours in the late morning, to perform some filing and record keeping that I had fallen behind on.

Then the text from my wife had arrived, "Can you come home? Problems here."

I immediately responded, asking "Problems?" and she answered, "Plumbing problems."

Last weekend I had engaged in mortal combat with a less than cooperative shower, but believed I had beaten it into submission. I gave a deep sigh. It appeared that the shower had staged a counterattack, "On the way."

I stepped through the door, was immediately waylaid by a pair of strong arms behind my back, a cloth with a strange odor was wrapped tightly around my face, and I was down for the count.

I awoke to an eerie scene. I was in what appeared to be a dungeon, flagstone floors, stone walls, heavy wooden beams. The room was illuminated with numerous candles, and eerie green glows that emerged from the corners and deep recesses of the room.

I was kneeling knelt on a padded leather bench, my cuffs encircled by heavy chains that pulled my arms towards the ceiling, my knees and ankles secured with leather straps. I had a rubber ball gag stuffed into my mouth.

As I shook my head trying to clear it, and naturally tested my bonds (I confirmed that I wasn't going anywhere), a black curtain that had been invisible in the chamber was withdrawn.

It revealed my wife, stripped down to white lace, stockings and chemise. The chemise top was already peeled away to reveal her breasts and stiffened nipples. Her bare pussy was strapped tight down to a sinister black Sybian machine, her white stockings spread wide around it and locked to the floor, her arms secured in wrist cuffs above her head.

I'm sure my eyes bulged out of my head.

Then a deep bell chimed, somewhere above us, and the room suddenly filled with witches, wearing classic pointed hats and black flowing robes. A powerful man strode into the room behind them, wearing a black leather housecoat, black boots, and black leather wrist guards.

He grinned at the camera. It was a most evil, sinister, unpleasant grin, "Welcome to my chambers. These lovely young ladies are my coven, and they exist to serve me. Every Halloween, we initiate a new witch into our sisterhood...involuntarily. We have selected your wife to join us.

My wife was trembling and shaking in front of me, desperately trying to work her hands out of her wrist cuffs like in the movies.

In the movies it worked.

In this dungeon, it did not.

He grinned at my wife's display, reached his hand out to his right, and gracefully escorted a beautiful woman from the shadows and to his side.

I know that my mind boggled. It was our drop-dead gorgeous single neighbor, Ellen. She was not shy about displaying her long muscular legs always in heels, a nicely rounded ass, slender waist, and an extremely healthy chest. She had long jet black hair, that descended below her waist to her ass. Tonight she was wearing a jet black witch's hat, a loosely fitted black robe open to the waist that revealed a black corset beneath it, fishnet stocking and black patent spiked heels. The Warlock smiled, "I believe you know my paramour, the lovely Witch Ellen. You know her as a helpful, friendly neighbor. But all the time she has been recruiting your wife as the next member of our coven. All witches must come involuntarily into my chambers, and then voluntarily surrender themselves to me. Ellen struggled mightily when her time came, making her inevitable yielding all the sweeter."

I couldn't believe it, she had always been so nice.

Ellen grinned at me, "Your wife is going to make such a lovely member of our coven. She yields to our Warlock this eve."

He continued, after admiring the sight of my wife struggling for a few more moments, "But, husband, let it not be said that I haven't afforded you a fair opportunity to escape your fate.

This evening we are going to begin the festivities with some high-stakes gambling."

A second witch emerged from darkness into the candlelight. I was shocked to discover that she was quite young, petite, but with huge breasts bulging against her black gown, and long blonde flowing hair, she smoothly resumed the Warlock's dialogue, "Now, husband, the betting is simple. You will observe, your wife is strapped down onto a Sybian sex machine. If your beautiful wife can ride the Sybian for eight minutes without coming, you will both be released, my Master the Warlock will pay you $16,000 in cash for your troubles, and you will be returned to your domicile so much richer. However, if she comes before eight minutes, we shall have her for the remainder of our weekend as our personal slut. If your beautiful wife can ride the Sybian for fourteen minutes without squirting her pussy juice all over it, we will pay you $48,000, and two us will spend the remainder of the weekend satisfying your every carnal desires. However, if she douses the sybian bench with her lovely juices, she will join our ranks." A stunningly beautiful blonde, slightly older, with thick shoulder length hair, and wearing an extremely tight fitting French maid outfit that appeared to be designed solely to show off her tits, ass and legs stepped up. The witch resumed, "Our maid is neutral in this affair, and she shall perform the timing. The rules are simple, and we shall learn how strong your wife is. Let the games begin."

The husband heard a door behind him open and close and a pair of high heels echo across the floor. He felt the tip of a hat touch the back of his head, then a full pair of warm breasts encased in sheer lace press against his back, and a female hand wrap around his cock. He looked down and saw nothing but perfect red fingers encircling him. A soft, sensuous voice was directly behind his head, "What a handsome strong young man, with such a wonderful cock."

Another stunning blonde stepped to the side of my wife, thick platinum locks whose curls reached to her breasts, a luscious hourglass figure. The voice behind me continued, "That is Witch Dee, she has been with the Master for five years." Witch Dee dramatically picked up the controls to the Sybian. The witch behind me continued, "Witch Dee shall control your wife's fate tonight."

An incessant buzzing began, and the Maid held up a large watch, whose numbers began to count from zero. My wife tossed her head gently, and appeared astonished, "Oh, wow." She drew in a deep breath, shook her head as if to clear it a couple of times, and muttered to herself, "I can do this."

The voice behind me resumed, "Your wife is so pretty, she could be a model. You're wondering if she will last. I doubt it. When I made my first ride, I didn't make four minutes. The Witch that introduced the games is named Witch Josephina. She played the game only last year, and reached her orgasm in just under five minutes. You should have seen those big beautiful tits bouncing as she released. It was quite a sight!"

Witch Josephina stepped up my side, pressing those luscious breasts against me. I realized with a start that her nipples were pierced. She informed me, "Witch Dee holds the record, she came just before six minutes. Most women go off between four and five minutes, and none of us have ever passed six minutes. I doubt your wife will. Now let the Red Witch and I have our way with your cock, trust me, you are going to enjoy it. Don't you like the way my big tits feel pressed against your flesh?"

I grunted in affirmation. Witch Josephina giggled, I could feel her hat touching my head and neck, "I thought so, and don't you like my nipple piercings?"

I shook my head vigorously and Josephina rubbed those gorgeous tits hard against me, "These nipple rings are part of the Warlock's markings. Your wife will wear her own soon enough." She grew silent, but not still, as the buzzing slowly grew louder and more determined.

My wife closed her eyes tightly shut in concentration and bit her lip, you could barely hear her, "I won't, I won't."

At two minutes Witch Dee goosed the controls so that the Sybian gave its first real surge, held it for about ten seconds, then backed off . Sure enough, my wife's hips surged and she released a loud gasp, and her breathing started racing. Dee cranked it right back up again. My wife's eyes went wide and she moaned, "Oh...no...no...."

Another witch stepped forward, revealing herself in the candlelight. As with the other three witches she wore a classic pointed witch's hat and flowing black gowns. She was unbelievably beautiful, long thick red hair, full breasts, perfect features somewhat marred by black lipstick and dark makeup. She stood behind my wife, wrapped her hands around my wife's breasts and began to vigorously work her nipples. My wife responded instantly.

This didn't look good.

The woman I now knew to be the Red Witch behind me resumed her narrative, "Now, as for you young man, you have a big job ahead of you. I assure you that your wife is going to lose the bet. None have survived."

Witch Dee started building up the Sybian, slowly but steadily, in a rhythm that was absolutely merciless. It might have been my imagination, but the buzzing sounded increasingly more demonic. My wife desperately yanked on her wrists, without success of course. She began moaning and gasping, and began rolling her hips on the Sybian.

Witch Josephina advised me, "That is Witch Belle, she joined our ranks two years ago, in this very room, upon the same machine your wife is riding. She has been tasked by our Warlock to assist him in the destruction of your wife."

As if to cue, my wife loudly moaned and began moving her hips atop the machine.

Witch Josephina gleefully informed me, "By this moment I knew I was doomed."

The Red Witch behind me giggled, "By this point I had already abandoned all hopes of resisting. I knew I was gone!"

The clock turned over to three minutes, and Witch Dee remorselessly increased the juice, building up my wife, then making an inevitable surge to take my wife to a higher plateau. Witch Josephina was now rubbing a bald pussy against my hips, as she informed me, "This is what I refer to as the red orgasm line. Past this point, all women are putty in Witch Dee's hands. Your wife is no exception."

My wife gave a couple of strong surges, she was sweating now and her stomach was heaving. All the time Witch Belle was kneading and fondling my wife's breasts. She opened her eyes wide and stared directly at me, "I'm sorry honey, I can't, I can't." Then she began openly moaning and grinding on the Sybian.

Witch Dee turned the dial above the red line. The wife began tensing and arching her body, loudly crying, "I...I...no....I won't...I can't...." And with that her words vanished as her body went into convulsions and she shrieked out her orgasm, pulling furiously against her bonds the whole time.

The Red Witch was now also rubbing a pair of rock hard nipples against me, "Yes, I fear your pretty little wife is gone."

Witch Josephina observed in a clinical tone of voice, "Just about the same time as you achieved, my dear. The pretty little thing didn't achieve four minutes. We are going to have to work on her discipline, aren't we?"

The Warlock smiled at me, but it was not a friendly gesture, "I believe we can put that down as one solid orgasm for your wife, she didn't even make it halfway. I now own her for the weekend. But here is the main event, to determine whether or not your wife will join my witch's coven. Behold your wife's fate."

Witch Belle released my wife's breasts and nipples, and turned behind her to pick up a small bright red vibrator. She spoke to me for the first time, "Husband, this is the infamous Magic Wand. In mere moments it should have your wife spraying her hot pussy juices everywhere. Josephina and Red both erupted like a fire hose, screaming like a banshee, with a mere two minutes of work. Dee was better controlled, she held on considerably longer, and she just spurted. As for myself, when my Master used the Magic Want on me for the first time, I rivaled Niagara Falls. Here we go!"

I cried out desperately, although of course I couldn't be heard through the gag, "Honey, don't, hold on, just hold on."

It didn't do any good. Belle touched the tip of the Magic Wand against my wife's clit, and that diabolical witch Dee cranked up the volume on the sybian once again.

My wife surged and gasped. Give her credit, she desperately tried to hold it. But in just a few seconds, she began tossing her head, flinging her hair wildly, and began urgently moaning, looking into the camera, "I...I'm....sorry...can't...." Then she began flying into pieces, and was lost to the witches.

The two witches that had my wife at their mercy cruelly toyed with her, they had plenty of time, and appeared to be enjoying themselves at my wife's expense.

The Warlock stepped to the side of my wife, and divested his leather house coat, revealing a cock massively thick, long and heavily veined. Josephina ground against me, I could feel the moisture from her pussy rubbing against me. Her voice was growing husky as she informed me, "Watch what happens next, you will find this very instructive."

The Warlock walked up to my wife, and tapped the head of his stallion tool lightly upon her cheek. Turning her head, she saw the cock resting against her cheek, her eyes widened and a hungry, desperate look swept over her face. Without another moment's hesitation, she opened her mouth and engulfed his cock. She began furiously sucking and mouth fucking the cock, which had vanished into the depths of her throat.

The Red Witch was clearly enjoying educating me, "Now, cuckold husband, don't think ill of your little wife. For some reason a Sybian ride ignites an oral fixation in nearly all women. I sucked the Warlock's cock for the first time as a much younger woman affixed in identical leather straps on that very same machine. I simply HAD to have his cock in my mouth."

Josephina ground against me and suddenly tensed, gasping, "The first time the Warlock strapped me down for a Sybian ride, I actually begged him for his cock. The Warlock made me plead over and over before he finally fed his cock into my mouth. I needed it so bad."

I couldn't believe my eyes, my wife had the Warlock's cock balls deep down her throat, and was working his cock with her mouth furiously, even though her lips were spread wide open and her eyes were vacant and conquered. Her lips were uttering perverted, demented sucking and wet squishing noises.

Red provided more narration, "Dee has considerable self discipline and control, a former husband was into dominating and forcing her, and she held out a long time. The Warlock kept holding his cock by her head, until finally Dee suddenly twisted her neck and took his entire cock down her throat in one single motion. Just like your wife did, I might add. And once she had his cock, she gave him the suck job of the century."

Josephina picked up, "Both Red and I had an oral need for a cock to suck upon. But Dee kept the Warlock waiting, and then she sucked the cum out of his cock in record time. The Warlock was quite impressed with Dee's quality training, and eagerly granted her admission into this coven."

The Red Witch's voice was growing deeper, and like Josephina she was now rubbing a naked pussy against my ass, "Watch your wife beg for his cock, she is so conquered."

Sure enough, the Warlock withdrew his cock from my wife's mouth. She immediately begged, "Please, Sir, I need your cock, fill my mouth, stretch my lips. I need it."

The Warlock glared haughtily upon her sweat-soaked hair and saliva moistened chin, "Do you yield your flesh to me?"

My wife whimpered in a voice I didn't recognize, "I yield."

With that, looking immensely pleased with himself, the Warlock showed my young, formerly innocent wife mercy, and fed her what she needed.

As my wife's head began energetically bogging again upon the Warlock's cock, Dee and Belle took my wife to the brink. When she began tensing and trembling and the cock popped out of her open mouth, they backed off. My wife went frantic and sucked the Warlock's cock again furious. Three times, then four, they took my wife to the brink and backed off slightly. Each time her response was the same.

The Warlock gloated, staring at me with a look of pity, "Your wife has yielded her flesh to me, now the moment of her final subjection is upon her."

The Red Witch behind me was clearly relishing the utter, total and complete demolition of my wife in front of my very eyes. I could feel her pussy juices upon my ass, and I am positive her body tensed, surged and quivered against me in orgasm. Breathlessly she informed me, "Your wife is doomed, in just a few seconds she'll be the slut of the Warlock. But don't worry, stud, I'm going to stroke your cock off along with your wife. Consider this a freebie come, a trailer for schoolgirl training beginning tomorrow night." Then her voice shifted, "Witch Josephina, I believe the husband would appreciate a little recreational titty fucking about now."

Obediently Josephina slid around my leg, dropped to her knees, held up her breasts for my admiration, and surrounded my cock with her tits, while Mistress Red began to seriously stroke me off.

The Maid held up the large clock, it showed not quite seven minutes, and apocalypse was upon my wife. The Warlock's cock suddenly swelled up as my wife's lips, tongue and mouth brought him to his climax. His first shot went up my wife face, onto her forehead and into her hair. His second thrust splashed against her nose and eyes. Then he pointed his cock between my wife's lips and finished by filling her open mouth with an impressive amount of thick white cum. The instant he was done, while my wife's throat was still working to swallow his cum, Dee pushed the intensity hard, Mistress Belle grabbed one breast, leaned around my wife to suck a nipple into her mouth, and pushed the Magic Wand deliberately into her clit.

The result was immediate. My wife opened her mouth wide, dribbling cum and saliva upon her cheek. Cum was still smeared upon her lips. She got a confused look on her face, and her mouth opened wide. She began openly moaning and gasping and grinding her hips against the Sybian.

I cried out around my gag, "Honey, please, hold out, don't become a witch."

At the same time, the Red Witch's strokes had transferred to my asshole and balls, and Mistress Josephina was energetically rubbing her big tits around my cock. The Red Witch taunted me, "You like those big tits, don't you?"

As if I didn't.

She continued, "Josephina, I really think he likes titty fucking you. We are going to have to remember that this stud cuckold is into titty fucking."

Josephina looked up at me, "Come all over my tits, shoot your hot cum all over my tits like the Warlock doused your wife's face."

The Red Witch was openly laughing, "You like those big beautiful tits rubbed around your cock. Come all over them, any time you are ready."

My wife's moans turned to cries turned to desperate shouts, and in a twinkling streams of liquid were running down the Sybian's sides. My wife kept going and Witch Dee encouraged her, "More, slut, more, give me more." The blonde witch never relented until my wife had nothing left to give, her spent hips involuntarily thrusting forward, while her entire body sagged and collapsed, only held up by her leather bonds. The Sybian was drenched with her pussy juices.

I cried out as my wife went over the precipice of doom, "Josephina, Josephina" and my cock joined my wife's pussy as I doused the blonde's full breasts in blasts of thick white cum. I looked down, to see Witch Josephina's gorgeous breasts doused in my cum. I had just been the victim of my first witch milking.