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Bridget and I witnessed an immediate transition in the bonded woman changing from a commanding witch to a horny amateur female slut. To add to her mix of perceptions I removed both clamps from her nipples and the witch started coming. I guess I have a bit of a sadist living in me. After 10 seconds I already reapplied the clamps again. I thought the blood in the nipples could refresh itself enough and furthermore; I didn't care. Before this afternoon I'd think my mother to be pretty but after hearing about her intentions with me I could only think of a hag and that is what I saw in the bed. A perpetual orgasming hag because that is what I saw this afternoon in the garden and girlfriend what I now saw in the bed. A constantly coming slut. Again I removed the clamps. Hardcore I didn't want to mutilate her, yet. The now again freely flowing blood brought back life into the nipple's nerves. The newly revived nerves made her scream. I'm sure from joy, an abundant amount of cum oozed from her cunt. I checked the egg; There was not only a switch to put it on but it had a dial to increase or decrease the power as well. I juicy set it to the maximum and after another flood from her cunt, she went out of it. To be sure I checked her pulse and I felt her heartbeat to hear we had not done her harm. On my suggestion to leave the egg in her cunt on a minimum setting we left her to take a break. “We didn't get much information, did we?” “Oh, I think you misunderstood. Our constant barrage on her pleasure perception will cuty not casting work in half an hour. It will take days, Beryll before she will crack. If she will crack. I hope she does. It is our only chance.” “Was this session only half an hour? I'd swear we were in there for a few hours.” Bridget checked the time and saw it be ten o'clock in the evening. “I suggest we all have a power nap. We can't entertain Eleanor with us being exhausted tonight, can we?” “That's a good idea, Bridget”, said Beryll,” orgasms will increase her power levels but as far as I know Vivian always kept her power to the max so it will overflow into the environment. I'll check my library for books with knowledge of catching and detaining a witches overflow.” I folded out the convertible in the living room, lay upon it and invited Bridget to join me in a nap. She nestled herself in my arms and surprisingly we both woke up again when Beryll returned an hour later, dumping a stack of books on the table. “Did you find anything, Beryll?” I asked. “I found too much, Huck. I think this is a book for you to read. Don't rush through it. It is better to comprehend a few things than to have a glimpse of everything. Is that what you are asking?” Friday, the day of midsummer in Sweden, had arrived when we woke up. She stood in the open door, staring in. I made my way back to the kitchen where I found cuty the neatly typed instructions she juicy referred to in the note. “We're right here.” Hardcore “Don't fight it, slut,” Clint growled. Sitting at a table in the middle of a restaurant I had little choice, I had to swallow. The maitre had seen us coming, as we walked in, the entire clientele stood and clapped, then whistled and cheered. She screamed as she slid off the hunter's shoulder girlfriend and swung a few feet off the ground. You see, my ex was quite a bit smaller in the tit department, I was never able to get a nice full handful. “NO!” Lisa-Marie screamed, futilely bucking her hips and thrashing casting her arms. Sandy was now kneeling in her kitchen, naked, shackled, clamped, plugged, gagged and collared, dreaming she was amateur at school in front of the two dominating women. So where is your grandpa? Now you lay with that while I make some tea” So this was what I had to do with you. I promise you, that I will be done with it.