And this is my fantasy started.This story begin when i have a chit chat in one of a social media. I be friends with this guy long times ago. we always...comment in that social media. and sometimes we have a chat. And one day, the story begin when he talked about his sex life.Nothing wrong about it. and i like to talk with other people. we talked about our problems, and then he start talk about his fantasy about anal sex. he said, his wife dont want to have anal sex. he always try to tell about. It didn't take long for Fighting Hawk's women to pull the young maidens aside and explain the situation to them, in very clear terms. Most of them left shaky, but made a special point to stay well away from Fighting Hawk. The few adventurous ones that didn't take advice well met Little Mule and Raven at some point in the festivities. They might have been small, but they apparently made their presence felt quite clearly.Fighting Hawk had demanded that Pretty Storm wear a dress at the festival.. She said the joy of watching such aremarkably attractive woman exhibit herself was worth much more and that I'dhave to do better. Looking at her, now clothed in only heels and hose, Ihad to agree. She was truly beautiful and had willingly shown me herbody. Despite what I'd just been through, I knew I deserved to pay ahigher price for my pleasure. I looked down at by bound and wired sex andeasily surmised my fate. My suspicion was confirmed when she spoke oncemore. "I'm going to fry. I walked over andgave her a cuddle while she cried her eyes out. It was weird. I used tobe at 8 inches taller than her but now I was a couple of inches shorter.While she was crying all I could hear was her blubbing and seeminglyevery dog in the neighbourhood howling away.Once she calmed down, so did the dogs."That was weird," I exclaimed."Oh yeah," Monique said wiping her tears away. "It's a witch thing".I looked at her questioningly. She continued "Witches are more in tunewith the natural.