Her son Kusis, was just sixteen, beautiful, shy, with an amazing smile which never seemed to leave his face. "Zybeath, I want you to lay on the table ...n your back. Slightly part your legs. I will cover your eyes to flter the light. Kusis and I will begin your lesson for today."The warm morning air caressed my body. My nipples were hard. I could feel the cum dripping out of me. I did as instructed. Jaslyn oiled her hands and gently massaged my legs and lower abdomen. Her hands felt like. Her ankles were drawn apart almost a metre, tethered by chain to the outer rings set in the dais. She took deep, slow breaths against the rising panic. The whip came! Flickered with black savagery in the halogen glare, her body arching to the white heat of it’s embrace, in a tragic parody of orgasm. Seconds passed. The vista below had altered. A cord of blue-black now curved over the breasts, growing in relief as she gazed, horrified. She had willed herself to look down, as if the sight of. She had always been the most serious one of the group. “People have been doing it for centuries.” “My cousin in Florida is in a Wicca group down there. She says it’s really empowering and stuff. She…uh…sent me some books on it, if we decide to do it,” Morgan had ventured shyly. And so had gone the evening. The idea of the coven grew slowly from this distorted idea to something genuine, an itching by the group. She remembered feeling excited by the idea. A lot of the recent gatherings she had. ” “A quick drink does sound great.” “I thought it might.” He said, smiling. The drink was perfect. It settled any nerves I had and allowed us to talk. When we were done, John made a call and then looked at me and said, “we’re good to go. I have my usual room so we can leave when you’re ready.” “I’m ready.” I said looking him right in the eyes. “I have never been more ready in my life than I am right now.” He looked at me with a surprised smile and replied, “Yes, yes your are. This is going to.