Scarlett Rose in Witch Captured And Tied In Helpless Strict Hogtie (HD)

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The air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of pine and earth, as the witch soared through the darkness atop her broom. Her long, raven hair streamed behind her, and her crimson cloak billowed like a banner of defiance against the night. Her eyes, sharp and piercing, scanned the ground below, searching for the one thing she craved most—a virgin to claim.

The witch landed softly, her boots making no sound against the  floor. She stood tall, her presence commanding. As the witch took a step forward, A girl sprang from the shadows, her movements quick and calculated. Her eyes blazed with determination, and in her hands, she held a coil of rough rope. The witch’s smile faltered for a moment, but it was too late. The girl was already upon her, her hands moving with practiced precision.

Before the witch could react, the girl secured her in rope. The witch hissed, her fingers twitching against the constriction, but the girl was relentless. She bound the witch’s ankles next, her breath quickening with each knot she tied. The witch struggled, her power coursing through her veins, but the girl’s grip was firm, her resolve unshakable. With the witch’s limbs secured, the girl stepped back, her chest heaving as she admired her handiwork.

She reached into her pocket and pulled out a cloth, rough and frayed at the edges. The witch’s eyes widened as the girl stuffed it into her mouth, the fabric bitter and stifling. The witch tried to protest, but her words were muffled, her voice reduced to a garbled moan. The girl smirked, her fingers trembling as she pulled a silky bandana from her pocket. She cleave-gagged the witch, tying the fabric tightly across her lips, ensuring her silence. The witch’s eyes blazed with frustration, but the girl only laughed, a sound that was both triumphant and cruel.

Next, the girl’s attention turned to the witch’s broom, a slender piece of wood that pulsed with latent magic. With deliberate slowness, she attached a vibrator to its tip, the hum of the device filling the air like a sinister whisper. The witch’s breath hitched as the girl pressed the wand against her throbbing pussy, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through her body. The girl watched with a mix of satisfaction and cruelty as the witch squirmed, her bound limbs twitching against the ropes.

The witch’s soles were soft, her toes curled in anticipation, and the girl’s lips curved into a wicked smile. With a swiftness that belied her delicate appearance, she began to tickle the witch’s feet, her fingers dancing across the sensitive skin. The witch’s laughter was muffled by the gag, but her body betrayed her, arching and squirming as pleasure and frustration warred within her.

The witch’s breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as the vibrations from the wand clashed with the tickling of her feet. Her body was a battleground, torn between the desire for release and the frustration of her captivity. The girl stepped back, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she admired her handiwork. The witch lay before her, bound and helpless, her body flushed and her mind racing with unfulfilled desire.

With a final smirk, the girl tightened the ropes, securing the witch in a strict hogtie. Her limbs were pulled taut, her body arched uncomfortably, with tape wrapped around her head and over her mouth.

The witch’s eyes blazed with fury, but there was nothing she could do.

The girl stepped back, her chest rising and falling with her rapid breaths. She looked down at the witch one last time, her lips curling into a triumphant smile. “Enjoy” she whispered, her voice laced with mockery. Then, without another word, she turned and walked away, her footsteps soft against the  floor.

The witch was left alone, her body bound and gagged, her mind a whirlwind of frustration and desire.. Her feet twitched, the memory of the girl’s touch still lingering, and she let out a muffled whimper of frustration. The night swallowed the girl’s figure, leaving the witch to struggle helplessly, her body flushed and her mind racing with unfulfilled longing.