"Good to see my little bitch is hungry," he chortled. "There is plenty more where that came from. I haven't gotten off in over a week and I'm going to...drown your hungry mouth with what you need."I moaned like a bitch in heat. This was going to be amazing."If you become my regular cocksucker, I'll feed you enough man sauce to keep you hydrated with cum," he laughed. "Since the wife doesn't want my seed and I hate jerking off, I'll save it all for you. That is if you suck cock worth a shit."I. Joined the chat-room, started this writing, disclosed far too much about myself on the Profile and have left my fingerprints on every site available........But the important thing is that in doing this I've become braver and braver, first looking for whipping scenes and spanking, - no torture, no funny leather get-ups and no weird tying-up like ropes on a sailing ship..... - just the bull-whip, the paddle, canes, riding-crops and my definite favourite, the cat o' nine tails.......and oh my god. Eachis becoming an intricately carved wood leg of a card table. The hair eachhad on their heads started to interweave, forming a tabletop. Threewitches were now a very suggestive card table.Four witches dispatched, no one dared to say anything. Jessica is simplythe most powerful witch anyone has ever seen.Gwenivere raised her hand. She did not know what to do.Jessica acknowledged her, not knowing what else to do."Your hair is the wrong color, and you failed to convert Abraham into asow. We. She burst into tears. ‘Don’t cry, pretty lady,’ Charles said gently as he stroked her cheek with the backs of his fingers. ‘We’re doing this for us… to make our own miracle happen. We can’t keep relying on the powers of fate or destiny to determine our lives. I’m not going to sit back and let the dark forces of the universe continue to try and take happiness away from us. We’ve been through too much to just give up. We’ll just keep trying until it happens!’ ‘Oh, Charles…’ she croaked hoarsely,.