A Game of Control

You see more red lightning flash out of her fingers before your entire vision is covered in red light. You hear her voice as an ethereal echo in your head.

“The power of Pan commands you to give yourself to me and only me. You no longer derive pleasure from anything that I do not permit. My will will be your only will.”

Your vision returns and the world seems grayer. The only bright spot is the witch standing in front of you. She smiles at you and you feel a tingle of happiness in your mind.

“Let’s test this, shall we? Stiff as a board!”

You are confused but attempt follow her command by standing up straighter. She chuckles at your response before pointing down. You look down at your crotch to find your member standing at full attention. You hadn’t even felt it happen!

“Alright, jerk off for me.” She says with a disinterested tone.

You watch as your hand grips your erection begins to stroke furiously, but you physically feel nothing from it.

“Why don’t you have a seat? I’m going to continue my work and let this go on for a while.”

You walk over to the couch and sit, your hand never breaking from its task. Your heart sinks as the witch walks away and you are left to watch the evening sun fall, as each passing hour your heart sinks a little more. Your mind breaks a little more as over time your arm starts to hurt. Finally, late into the night you hear footsteps approach you from behind and whisper in your ear.

“You may stop now, but don’t lose that.” She says flicking your erection. You feel the pain of her fingers meeting your tender flesh.

“I’m going to bed. I’m trying to decide if you have been good enough to follow me or not. What do you think?”