The magic potion By Devilina Huntress, subscribe to my group: https://t.me/devilinah The witch meets her old friend... Will he survive meeting her? Update: 06/06/2023 to 1misc42 Lina was a\n\n very young witch - she was only seven hundred years old! However, in her short life, she managed to fuck all the men of eleven Royal dynasties, two hundreds of village guys, thirty travelers, a tribe of wild savages and even a Princess. Obviously, her life became very boring from such a variety. One cloudless night she flew through the window of a friend of hers - a sorcerer's apprentice named... - Sid! Hey! - she exclaimed, smashing numerous bottles and jars, magic potions hissing and splashing by her broom galloping around the room. Sid adjusted his glasses: - Not Sid, but Sandro. Next time, please be careful... I've been separating all night. - Oh, baby, why do I need such details?.. she unbuttoned the top button invitingly and insinuatingly looked up into his eyes, winking - you was separating thinking about me, I hope, huh? The apprentice blushed. - Lina, how can you... - Are you telling me you don't want me? - she slammed her fist down haughtily as another bottle fell off the edge. - I want! Of course I want you but... The witch leaned against the table, pressing her bosom on it. Her fragile leather jacket was stretched to the limit by her gorgeous witch tits, and it looked like it was going to burst. Lina looked at the guy lustfully, but there was some kind of desperation hidden in her sight... - “But” what? - But you definitely don't want me - you're sad... Why, Lina? - Ah... Well... Thank you, - she didn't expect to get any sympathy from some brat like Sid. “I'm getting old”, she thought. - And? - Sid, I really appreciate your support. I really do. And I want to ask one little favor from you. He was silent. - I can't get... you know, pleasure out of... I can't feel it anymore. Do you understand? The student couldn't believe his eyes - Lina, the brutally lustful one, was now terribly shy and barely managed to get the words out of herself. - You don't get pleasure from sex? - Yeah... You're a smartass, aren't you? Could you make me some... I don’t know... Some brew or perform an incantation to make the girl feel good again, huh? - Of course! - Sid took a massive book from the shelf and started to search for something, - come back tomorrow, it will be ready. - Really? Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you! - the witch fluttered out of the window and elevated into the skies as the frowning apprentice began to prepare a potion. The next day, she came to him through the door – just like a human would. - Can I?.. She was wearing a long black dress, rather modest. - Come on in! Here's your potion, it's a prototype, but it looks like it should work... Suddenly forgetting about decency Lina rushed to the cherished bottle and drank it whole. - But It's not so simple, - he added. - Eh? - It only works if you're hurting someone. And the more painful your actions are to your partner, the more pleasure you get. Do not overdo it - you might get in trouble. - I see. There was no other way, was there? - Magic doesn't work without such things, - the student shrugged, - there must be a balance everywhere: if someone feels good, then someone else must compensatorily feel bad. - Hmm... - Okay? So long! - the student wasn't even looking at his guest, reading through some books, - I have a lot of work to do. He hoped this weirdo will finally leave him alone to pursue her perverted dreams. - Wait, but... Wait. Don't you want to test it? - What?.. - Wait... The girl walked toward him, closer and closer, as the apprentice backed away until he reached the wall. The witch pressed him against her breasts, touched his lips with hers... Nothing. Her gaze suddenly hardened. - Lina, what are you doing? She stepped on his foot, gasping in amazement. - O-o-oh... She pressed harder and harder until the guy grunted in pain - Lina clutched her belly in ecstasy - something was agitated with delight there. - That was... Fantastic! - Lina, wait... She stepped back, kicking off her dress to reveal a black bikini that accentuated the pallor of her delicate witch skin. - No, now YOU wait a minute, baby boy, - she hissed in anticipation, - do you know how long I've been waiting for this, huh? She couldn't resist her desire and began rubbing her pussy through the fabric of her panties - it was very hot. - Yeah, you have no idea... A worthless mortal... The things around her suddenly became electrified and began to emit bluish discharges, flying in a circle. She pointed to the chair with her finger, it lit up with a blue flame and drove up to the apprentice. He obediently sat down. - Surprised you're not feeling pain yet? - her voice changed, becoming sinister and inhuman, but still devilishly sexy - I'm just leaving you for a dessert... One by one, the jars on the shelves with scorpions, beetles, cockroaches, began to explode from lightning bolts. Lina was gasping with pleasure, her breasts puffed out. - Yes! Yes! Fu-u-uck! More! with each moan, another rare insect exploded. - No, this is the last araham scorpion! - the witch didn't hear anything. Finally, she turned to him. - Now you... Another bug... She snapped her fingers, and a long magic rope appeared out of thin air, glowing yellow. Her hands were shaking with excitement. She tied a noose and put it around the guy’s neck, throwing the other end over a beam near the ceiling, and, sitting on his laps, grabbed the rope with both hands. It alternately increased and decreased the pressure, adjusting the effect. - Oh, do you like it? She couldn't help but notice the bulge in the guy's pants, and instinctively started rubbing against it. She tugged lightly on the rope, teasing herself. - What an idiot, huh? How can you be so stupid? You've doomed yourself to this. It's all your fault, your fault, - she humiliated him, grinding her burning pussy against his erect cock. - Answer me! I'm asking you – o-oh!.. - the witch yanked on the rope, and the guy howled as she was immediately overcome with pleasure, and began to touch herself more intensively. - You... Can relax... Don't masturbate... - the guy croaked. - Eh? - I said... It's only the pain that makes you feel good... You don't have to... - Are you lecturing me? Me?! What a scum... Lina wiped her wet hand on his face and continued to masturbate. - He's lecturing me... Bastard... She slapped him twice, hard. - You're... Oh, you bitch ... Oh... You... Get ready, honey... This trip ... Ah... You'll remember it... For a lo-ong time... She began to rhythmically pull the rope with one hand, while continuing to touch herself with the other. The guy was still holding on. - What a persistent... Boy... Oh-h... Let's play... Some more... Now she took hold of the rope with both hands and leaned back, hung on it. They both caught their breaths for different reasons: his was pain and hers - pleasure. The witch writhed and continued to rub her pussy against his cock, accelerating more and more. Finally, she unbuttoned his pants and took out his manhood. - I, uh, need more, mm-hmm... With a lascivious smile, she saturated his penis with magical energy, inflating it to an incredible size - the guy screamed from bursting pain. - Oh, yes! - the witch began to slowly, carefully sit on the penis, rolling her eyes with ecstasy. To facilitate this process, she periodically pulled the rope - with each effort her pussy gave out a portion of juice, while simultaneously contracting around his tightly entering penis. - Oh, yes! The exhausted disciple could barely realize what was happening. The witch started to ride his cock, hovering her entire body on the rope for a moment with each bounce, causing the half-strangled guy's neck to stretch out, threatening to break. With each of his screams, painful wheezes, pathetic twitching, she received a surge of sexual satisfaction; the sight of a beaten, tortured man started to turn her on. - I will use you... For my own... Ah... Pleasure... And throw you away... Useless... O-Oh... Fuck... Ah... You can't even fuck properly... I have to do... All by myself... M-m-mngh!.. She hung on to the rope, simultaneously thrusting his cock deep inside her. Her thighs trembled, her pussy began to expel a huge amount of juice, while the guy barely held on to life feeling unbearable tension in his neck. - Oh, I... Fuck... I'm... Coming!.. - Lina squeezed her eyes shut and clenched her teeth from the incredible orgasm as she tightened her grip on the rope and pulled it down. - Want!.. More!.. The boy wheezed weakly as something snapped in his neck. - Yes!.. Another crunch, a plaintive wheeze. - Ah!.. Lina shivered once more and felt a hot stream of semen spreading inside her belly and pouring out of her tight pussy. The witch groaned and fell down with the boy. He coughed immediately; she was panting on the floor, adjusting her panties. They spent a few seconds trying to figure out what was going on. -...Sid, you don't hold a grudge against me, do you? - Crazy!.. What did you do to my dick? It's ... Aw... It hurts!.. - This? It's a gift... - What the fuck? A gift? I'm going to strangle you right here! He got up, and Lina immediately jumped on the broom and flew out the window, dropping a couple more bottles. - See you soon! - she waved and flew away. Of course, she left him just to come back again. *** Please, consider a donation so I can keep writing: EQDSu6s1sTNc4uinGjg1vQoO4ox9W8v6by_l-dpcWfxPxnWu (TON)