As she turned to look at me, I could feel the rush running through my body. I could feel her power drawing me in, making me want her. Want her I did. Ever since the day she touched my hand I have been hers. Hers to do as she pleases, when she pleases.
I am sorry, I have gotten ahead of myself. Let me explain. I am Tara and I am a sex slave to a witch. I sound happy about that, but I am not; my will has been taken from me. She chose me, I am hers and that is the end to my free will. Part of me still cares, but after 6 months, I haven't managed to get away and I have no want to anymore, or at least I don't think I do.
"Tara, sweet. Come here." I hear my witch.
As I scurry to her, she looks at me with a look that I know all too well. I really wish that I could have a day off! Every time that I think we can spend a moment together without the passion and lust, want and need for her, I end up taking one look, wanting touch and then needing her once we did. My body and mind come alight when we are together, and I have no say over what my body wants. I only want her. I can feel her touch before we are close. I can see what she wants before she tells me. After all she has made me hers, she made me understand what she wants and when so that she doesn't need to waste time telling me.
"Now minx!" She demanded as she pulled me in by my hoodie. I fell right where she wanted me; in her control. One look, one touch and I was captivated. Did I want her, or was it the spell? I will never know, and does she? What started as a spell might have turned into love, a love that never let's go and feels like a spell. Will I ever know If how I feel is her or me? Right now, in her passionate embrace, I don't care.
The fire burning through my body became too much as she held my throat and kissed me with a force that I didn't want to stop, yet I needed to breath! I moved back to catch my breath; I felt the sting of her long nails digging into my throat as she pulled me back. She wanted me and I was going nowhere.
With her nails still grasping my neck, she ran her hand up my leg, lifting my skirt and showing that I was wearing my underwear. SLAP! Shap slapped me right across the arse; "You know damn well when I call you, you are to have no underwear on. How many times do I explain this to you?"
"I-I- I never had chance, I-" I was interrupted.
"No excuses! Six months, you should know by now. If you have no 'time' to take them off, don't fucking wear any!" She gave me her 'I mean it' stare; "Do you understand me?"
I bowed my head; "Yes, my witch."
Hands on hip; "Yes, my witch, WHAT?"
"Yes, my witch; I understand that I am not to wear underwear." She liked me to say exactly what I 'understood.'
She pushed me down by the shoulders; bought me to my knees and gave me access to her always needy pussy. "You know what to do."
As I buried my head between her legs; tongue ready to please my witch, she grabbed my hair into a ponytail and held tight. Teasing her clit with the tip of my tongue, swirling and licking; I could feel her tighten the pull on my hair. My witch was pleased; she does that when she is aroused. "Mm. Yes, don't stop." She started to move with my teasing.
I felt a want come over me that I hadn't felt before and without thinking of the consequences; I picked her up onto my shoulders, grabbing her ass and walked to the bed; while still teasing her but now, with my tongue inside her. I bought her down onto my hip and threw her to the bed. I looked at her with want and dominance.
"Minx, what are you doing?" She was surprised and amused at the same time; looking at me with a 'what are you going to do next' look. I took this as her go ahead and a challenge at the same time. I climbed up onto the bed, spread her legs and continued my teasing; this time at every quiver, I stopped. I only stopped for a couple of seconds each time; but it drove her crazy! I am fucking loving this feeling; it's about time I was in control.
"Ah! You bitch, stop stopping, or there will be consequences!" She threw her hands down by the side of her in anger.
Holding her legs open with my elbows; I inserted two of my fingers; rubbing the area just above the inside of her wet and wanting more hole.
"More, I-I want more." My witch screamed at me.
I carried on as she asked and inserted another finger, and another and then my fist. While massaging her with my fist; I started to tease her with my tongue. She grabbed the sheets on the bed in her fists and started to move up and down on my fist. Still licking all available areas; I started to move my fist with her. She slowed her motions; so, I slowed mine. "No, don't stop!" She was obviously happy with the pace that I was providing. "Oh, yes, Oh, no, oh- oh. FUCK!" Her body was shaking, her fists clenched to the sheets, her legs high in the air and her head to the side; biting her lip to silence herself.
Oh, wow. I made my witch lose control!
Crawling up the bed to see if I had a reward, I shoved my fingers into her mouth, and she sucked on them.
My witch was letting me do things to her that she would never allow! This must be my reward. Before I could control myself, I bit into her neck, wanting to taste her; all of her. SLAP! I was rudely awakened with a rather hard smack across the face.
"Ouch!" I jumped, sat upright and rubbed my stinging cheek. She pushed me off her and stood up.
"Don't ever bite me! Once you bite deep into a witch, you are theirs forever. You become their second soul!" She was pacing the floor as though she were arguing to herself, not to me.
"I am yours; I don't want to be anywhere else. I only want you." I was as honest as I could be. At least, I think it is what I want.
She looked at me furious; "Yes. Sure, it's what you want, what about me? Do you care how I feel? Maybe I don't want to be owned, maybe I do. Maybe, I don't trust you, let alone want a second soul! Why should I carry you around all the time; just because you want it?"
"Because I love you." There, I said it.
She looked at me with a deep and loving gaze. I think I have just shocked my witch!
"If you will not let me bite you; bite me, I want you to bite me. Please, let me be your everything." I was practically begging for her to take me, and I didn't care. I wanted this, and she knows that I do. I exposed my neck to her, closed my eyes and waited. I could feel the energy swirling around the room; she wanted to, yet she didn't. I never moved or said anything. I felt her walk closer to the bed; "Are you sure that you want this?" She whispered into my ear.
"Yes." I replied; still not moving.
I felt her hands run up my neck and through my hair. She grabbed tight and pulled my head to one side, exposing even more of my neck. I never moved. Her tongue ran up my neck, searching for where she wanted to take my soul. As she bit into me, I couldn't help but wonder who was now in control? Is she playing to my idea or my thought? The harder I wondered, the harder she bit. I started to feel dizzy, the pain was intense, so intense that I couldn't feel the sting, I could feel only the euphoria that I wanted; what I needed. I was high on another level, not scared, but I wasn't 100% safe either. This felt great, the confusion, the trust, the fear, the love, the- well; the lack of control. The feeling of hopelessness to not have any energy to fight, to pull away, to argue for my life. Fuck! I like not being in control, even when I am in control. How does she do it? I felt like I was-
"Minx, come back to me. You are okay, I am here." She was above me, smiling. The colours and energetic vibrations were fading, and I could now see her again. I was relieved and disappointed at the same time.
As I sat up, I felt a rush of power run throughout me. It zapped through my veins like electric and I felt burning within my hands. I looked at my witch; "What is that?"
She threw her head back with a laugh that was as sarcastic as a smile on a clown from a horror movie.
"Don't you remember minx? I told you not to bite ME; I bit you; you wanted me to carry you around; now you carry me around and see how you like the roles reversed. NEVER try to own me and NEVER try to take my free will away! Do you understand me?"
I looked horrified, what had she done to me? "Y-yes."
She waved her hand, turned and walked away; "Now, you can deal with the consequences."
That evening, I walked into her bedroom; as usual for her evening pleasure.
WHACK! I was thrown up the wall with a forceful wind and my arms were tied together with a golden swirl above my head. I could not move, and I could hardly see. "Witch, is that you?"
I felt something move up my legs and to my sex; there it started to rub. I could smell cinnamon and almost taste sage. I may not be able to see, but my senses were heightened. A cold swirl of wind surrounded me, making me tingle with pleasure from toe to head. The rubbing continued and with everything else that was happening I felt another feeling of fear. If this is my witch; what torture is she going to endeavour on me tonight? If it wasn't my witch; who was it? Before I could control myself, I let out a moan of pleasure. The rubbing stopped and I felt a sting across my top thigh that felt just as pleasurable. My fists clenched and my teeth biting down on my lip; I tried to wiggle from the pose that I have been placed. I still could not move.
I started to hear a noise like a snake; I hate snakes! I felt something move along my shoulders and wrap around my arm, just as another slivered up my leg and I could feel my sex was being pleasured again. The fear that it was snakes and the pleasure of the tormenting combined gave a rush of adrenaline that I had never felt before. I was scared and pleasured at the same time. I felt her nails run up the sides of my body and then scratch down; the sting was both painful and enticing, as I felt all my blood run to fix the damage bought upon them.
Suddenly, my legs were spread open and I felt what I think is a snake sliver into my sex. I felt it go deeper and deeper until I felt my sex clench with painful pleasure. My lust for an orgasm had heightened and with all my might I tried to cum; yet I could not. More tormenting pleasure came apparent to my clit and my body started to shake. I could not move any part of my body and I really wanted to cum! With a swift change, the snake was no longer in my sex and my body was now upside down. I could feel the blood rushing to my head. I felt her tongue swirling around my clit and every other swirl her tongue enters my vagina; making every part of my sex crazy.
