Next came the moment he had been waiting for since Sunday. Mistress Alexis turned a key in the chastity cage, and his cock was free. It quickly began ...to grow, embracing its freedom, and James felt like just a simple touch could cause him to blow his load. Instead of paying it any attention, Mistress Alexis set about shaving his cock smooth, and his balls. Finally he was as smooth as she wanted, and he expected to be released from his bonds shortly so he could go about his fantasies. Mistress. I land on the edge of her crater and walk into the crater she is crying in agony trying to cover the torn skin where her wing was. I know it will take time to regrow. I smile evilly placing my foot I roll her over onto her stomach and hold her down with my foot and reach down I wrap my fire bound hand around her last wing. Ripping it off I smile at her scream. “You asked who am I to threaten you? My name is Heath Mortimer Dinester, and I am Death.” I release a deep rumbling roar at her. “Now. Feeling her grab my head and forces me down harder into her vile smelling cooch, I realize that she is about to cum. She lays her head back and lets out a long guttural scream, as I had indeed made the witch cum. She smiles at me and the witch's teeth had straightened and her hair became much better. Still green and only a bit vile smelling, she pulls me on top of her. My hardened cock slides easily into her pussy. By this time my body was not my own. It belonged to the witch. She rocked her. Gift giving commenced before I could follow up on that thought. Eddie went first and provided Wendy with an elaborate set of colored pencils, remarking that she had mentioned wanting to draw more. Angela provided a package that contained several canisters of Mace."It might not be legal, but can you think of anything she needs more?" she asked us when we all looked at her as the package was opened. Wendy who already had been struggling to control giggles burst out laughing and soon everyone had.