" As ordered?" Tasher grumbles."Be respectful, General. We need a witch and she is the best choice ofthe lot. As a Sixty Three, she may be the second ...ost powerful witch inthe land." For all the good it does us," he says before plunging through theopening in the tent. I follow right behind.We find my witch, Kareen Tammy, fifty two years of age and showingevery one of those years, dressed in the finery of a woman half herage, sitting in an old wooden chair placed on a six milileague. My orgasm washed over me and I actually started pushing back on whatever it was. My hips were grinding my clit on it when I opened up more and it went inside me. This caused another orgasm deep inside my pussy and I clamped down on him. The spasms inside my cunt slowed down and I felt it now. Somehow he was swelling up bigger inside me. He was getting bigger and bigger and I was getting a little scared. I knew what it was now. He had shoved his knot in me and it was swelling up to lock us. High fives all round, bottles of water, beer, bourbon handed around, towels draped over sweating faces and necks. Like any worker, these four people had just finished their day jobs, and it was now time to party. Security had done their job- a couple of dozen women, girls, even, were waiting for the band in the corridor by the dressing rooms. Elkie shook her head as these half dressed tarts gave her hard looks as she pushed past them. 'Cunts,' she thought, 'poor, deluded cunts.' The guys took. He would soon take a bath and lie down.He knew what was expected of him. Finally, the veil had come off and the loyal slave had gained the upper hand. Satisfied that not even the legendary will of Batman was enough to break this programming, he smiled. He was a good slave. Just as he was about to plug in the cell phone it vibrated and he raised it to his face. It was a reply to the jerk-off pictures he had just confessed to his new owner's number.The message consisted of only one word and one.