all characters are fictional and over 18
In a mystical fantasy world, inside an ancient castle surrounded by vast forests and fog, there lived a coven of witches and sorceresses, known throughout the land, feared and respected for their awesome power and might. In this world, magically powered being such as themselves, wizards and warlocks, channeled their powers through their genitals, where the source of their magic and strength was collected, displaying that power through spells they chanted that emerged from their finger tips to deliver devastating results or healing wonders. This coven of witches were strikingly beautiful, and dressed to kill, wearing seductive tight outfits and sexy makeup to disarm their opponents before striking them down if need be.
Raven was the 2nd in command of this coven, soon to be the leader of these women. She was a younger woman with long dark brown hair, parted down the middle, curtaining around her beautiful face. Her eyes were a striking hazel color with thick lashes and winged eyeliner, her lips voluptuous and coated with black lipstick. A black choker around her neck, sporting a tight black long sleeve dress that allowed plenty of cleavage around her big tits and molding nicely to her bouncy ass. She wore a very skimpy white thong underneath, her pussy lips hugging the outer edges of it and black leather calf high boots. She was known as the most powerful of the coven with the elders predicting a promising future for her given the right guidance and training.
Leading the coven was Seraphina, an older, much wiser, more experienced witch, who was still strikingly beautiful in her own right, but not as powerful as Raven, especially once she will have finished her training. The elders had informed her that her tenure as the leader would be reaching an end soon and that she would naturally step down to allow Raven to take her place and lead the coven to even greater heights than ever with her completed might and power. Seraphina knew it was the right thing to do, and even herself had done as much to the previous leader, many moons ago. She was once the young, promising powerful witch who would lead the coven to greatness, and she did for many decades, leaving a respectable career behind her. Still, she couldn’t help but feel like she didn’t want to lose the position she was in, she felt she still had many years to give, to lead, to conquer. Doubts swam in her mind about if she felt it was too soon to relinquish such power and become an elder, someone who guides and gives wisdom instead of leading the charge. She had no ill will towards Raven, but her lust for power and control seemed to be getting the better of her. She devised a plan to ensure she wouldn’t lose her throne and was ready to enact it.
Raven was finishing up her night studying in her quarters, learning new spells and enchantments from the old texts to help her in battle and holistics. Seraphina arrived at her door, almost ghost like, her aged beauty looking up on her, her cloak billowing in the subtle breeze from the castle halls.
“Good evening Raven” Seraphina said
Slightly surprised, Raven looked up and smiled
“Oh hello, Seraphina” she said
“What brings you down here so late?”
“I have a task for you young one” Seraphina said
“There’s a set of scrolls in the yonder woods beyond the hill from here that I would like you to retrieve. I believe their knowledge would benefit us greatly and would surely help you in your training to come.”
“Of course Seraphina” Raven said
“I’ll rally a group at once and we’ll be on our way by morning”
“Actually” Seraphina said
“It is important that you go alone, as to not draw too much attention. There are others seeking this knowledge and discretion will be our greatest ally in this endeavor to make sure you find what we need and return safely”
“You don’t think it will be dangerous to go alone?” Raven replied
“Not for someone of your power level” Seraphina said
“I trust you to carry out this task, it will be a great achievement for us”
Raven smiled and nodded her head
“It will be done then” she said
The next morning Raven left for her journey, she said a few goodbyes, put on her cloak and headed into the fog. Seraphina watched from above in her quarters, feeling the air shift in the room, she turned to see a cloaked and hooded figure standing in her door. She looked at the figure for a moment before speaking.
“You know what must be done” she said
The figure turned its hooded head towards her, the black void almost starting into her.
“Yes” he said in a low bassy tone
“You will receive the rest of your payment when I know it’s done” Seraphina said
“My crows will be watching”
The figure turned to leave the room, walking but making no impact as if he was gliding. Seraphina looked back out the window, wondering if she was making a mistake.
A few days went by and Raven had crossed a lot of ground, trekking through vast forest and fog. She knew it wasn’t much further now to the whereabouts of the scrolls, she was a bit weary from her travels but knew she needed to stay focused and on task. Suddenly she heard a loud screech, something raw and animalistic. The fog was still too thick, she couldn’t see much around her but she could hear birds flying away as if whatever it was, was close. Now on alert she stopped for a moment, dropping her cloak, prepared for a conflict. She took a fighting stance, hands ready, fire between her legs. A minute or so went by and nothing else happened, no noise, no commotion, and nothing to see. Raven realized maybe she was just being paranoid and the sounds of the Forrest were getting to her. She lowered her guard, about to pick up her cloak and carry on. That’s when it happened.
Suddenly two thick tree roots sprung from the ground, wrapping around her ankles tightly. Startled, she immediately began to position her hands to cast a spell to free herself. That’s when two more roots shot from the ground at lightning speed, grabbing her wrists and yanking them above her head and encasing her hands, preventing her from being able to cast spells effectively. Now panicked, Raven knew she had to do something, she would yell an enchantment that would send a charge of energy through her and destroy these roots and get her out of here. She began to chant, the fire burning hot between her legs now.
“CASSO, INVICTUS, NOMI-“
Another root shot from the ground and tightly wrapped around her mouth several times before she could finish the spell. The taste of dirt and moss filled her mouth as she tried to scream but to no avail. She was trapped now, hands secured tightly above her, her legs held down and now gagged. The roots around her ankles began to pull her legs wide apart, spreading her obscenely wide, her dress now hiked up, exposing her lower stomach and her little thong, barely covering her mystical pussy. She thrashed with all her might, but without her powers, she was helpless. She continued to try to scream enchantments but all that would come out were muffled cries. Suddenly she felt a hand on her backside, almost like it appeared from thin air. A gloved hand was on her lower back, making its way down her ass to between her legs. Her eyes widened and she let out a muffled shriek as she felt the hand moving lower. She thrashed harder and bucked her hips trying to get free, trying to see who was behind her but unable to get a look. The gloved hand hooked a finger under the string of her thong and pulled it to the side, exposing her pussy to the cold, forest air.
“Oh my god!” She though to herself frantically
“I can’t do anything, I don’t even know who this is! Someone please help me!!”
She felt the fingers slide up to where her clit was, pushing the hood back and exposing the sensitive, all powerful nub. She jerked her body all around, screaming as loud as she could into the tree root gag, tears welling in her eyes.
“No! No! NO!” She thought to herself
“Get away from there!! For the love of god someone please save me!!”
The gloved hand took a cylindrical device and placed into right into her clitoris. It suctioned onto her, sending a jolt through her body as what felt like 100 needles began to dig into her clitoris. Raven was now sobbing while she struggled as this device shredded away.
“NOOOO!!!” She screamed in her mind
“MY CLITORIS!! PLEASE!!! PLEASE STOP YOURE TAKING ALL MY POWER!!!!”
It went deeper too, severing every root and nerve attached to it as well to ensure her connection to the forces of magic were completely cut off. Finally the gloved hand pulled the device away, leaving a bloody crater where her clit used to be. Just as the gloved hand came from nowhere, it left just as mysteriously. Eventually the roots retreated back into the earth, dropping Raven to the ground, now aggressively crying and holding herself between her legs. In between ragged breaths and sobs she tried to cast spells and enchantments, but nothing came, no spark, no fire. Her ties to magic were completely gone, she was just a normal woman now.
Back at the castle Seraphina received word of the attack and sent a group to retrieve Raven. She informed the elders of what had happened and that with Raven now being powerless, she would need to lead the coven longer until another worthy successor was revealed. Raven was returned safely to the castle but kept in the medical ward for a while, a broken woman. In the coming weeks Seraphina could feel it, the looks from the other women weren’t quite the same anymore, even the elders spoke to her a little differently. It was almost as if they knew something wasn’t right and fowl play was afoot. Even in her quarters, Seraphina found herself not able to look in the mirror, as if she knew what she did was wrong. She did her best to brush it all off and continue to lead the coven, as she felt was her rightful place.
The End….