"What the hell..." I started again, but was cut off by Lorraine."I bet he didn't even suspect we were witches. Ill bet he still doesn't even know that...what he drank last night was a mind control potion.Don't worry, you will accept your fate soon enough." They all laughed again and I was starting to get a little frightened."What do you mean? Witches? That's ridiculous. Witches don't exist, and neither do mind control potions!" I was pretty sure of myself, though still didn't know why I was naked. Presto didn’t like what I was doing and first reared backwards, pulling me with him as we were joined and then suddenly slammed forward, probably as it was hurting him. As he moved forward, I felt his cocktip suddenly thrust deeper into me and again a jolt of pain spasmed through my pussy and the rest of my body. Shit, this isn’t working either, I thought, as the pain slowly subsided. Then I had what I thought was a brainwave. I could feel his balls touching my thighs. “Maybe if I squeezed his. " What?" I whispered, feeling dizzy with a confusion of conflicting emotions."I'm going to marry that hot little pussy upstairs," he whispered. "And you're going to help me, right?" I don't know," I said dumbly."Yeah you do," he said with a chuckle. "Give my cock another kiss, faggot."He slapped his heavy dick against my mouth and I opened for it, trying to catch the head between my lips. It would have been embarrassing if I hadn't been so completely in lust all of a sudden. He let me suck on. "What infraction didn't you commit this time?"Grumbling incoherently, Sara yanked one hand, then the other against the tough leather cuffs. By the time she limped out of this room an hour or so from now, her wrists and ankles would all be angrily raw, despite the heavy padding on the cuffs. I sighed, thinking of the stupidity of it."Do I have to call Sister Mary Ellen?" I asked patiently."Call anybody you want!" she shouted back, yanking both of her hands at the same time. Then she realized.