Get back to your feet

You realize that trying to grapple with the wily witch is not a smart move.
Swiftly you turn around and get on all fours in order to stand up.

However the witch move like an expert wrestler and gets behind you.
Wrapping her arms around your waist she drives her weight forward to keep you on all fours.
With her right shin she leans down heavily on the calf of your right leg.

“Fighting in your birthday suit gives some fun options Brent.“ Faren laughs as she clearly enjoys being in control.

You then feel the tip of her finger moving over the rim of your anus.
You gasp in amazement by her unexpected move.

"A handsome guy like you must have penetrated a lot of women, see if you like it the other way around as well." Faren laughs at your confusion.

Then to your horror and shock she applies pressure and her finger slides effortlessly into your distended rectum. You can not help gasping with surprise as a thrill of purely reflexive pleasure courses though your nervous system.

"Do you like that?" she asks gently. It is a rhetorical question. As she moves the finger about - - probing gently, dexterously, you can simply not help enjoying the "caress" which the witch clearly takes pleasure in prolonging more than was necessary for her cruel purpose. "I see you do like it," she added with a grim smile. Suddenly with horror you realize that your penis is stiff.

In shame you try to wrestle yourself loose from her hold to stop her from fingering your ass.

Then, without warning, the pain hits you, with an intensity you had never felt before, and somehow far more injurious to your psyche, as the witch suddenly crooks her finger and drives it upwards towards your prostate. Even as you start to scream again, you hear her say in a cool matter-of-fact tone :"Very sensitive, the prostate gland, isn't it?"

The pain she is inflicting stops your attempt to get back up and you feel paralyzed with her finger probing your prostate.
She applies a bit more pressure and you scream in agony. Instinctively you move with the pressure and proceed by lying flat down on your stomach.
Faren grins as she straddles the back of your thighs while keeping her finger pressed deep in your rectum, her other hand she places between your shoulder blades in a gesture of dominance.

"Big bad warrior, however I have you squeeling like a pig using a single finger." Faren laughs satisfied.
She seems to be studying your reactions with a clinical gaze, yet at the same time obviously relishing your screams.

"Of course, this only works on males," she added as an incongruous afterthought. You shriek and writhe pitifully underneath her, as you try in vain to escape the thrust of that single, relentless finger. As the pain goes on and on.

You vomit bile and it runs down your chin. "This little trick can make you permanently impotent, my sweet Brent. I'd hate a thing like that to happen, wouldn't you?" And she stresses the last word with a particularly vicious jab. You scream without letup, the pain nearly causing you to pass out and slip into unconsciousness but the pain does not let go, oblivion does not come.

"As much as I love toying with you Brent. I think it is time for you to take a nap now." Faren laughs as she relishes in your pain.

Now, still maintaining her diabolical pressure, she cups her other hand around your scrotum, tightening her grip and then with an expert twist gives your testicles such a ferocious wrench that at last you slip over the verge of consciousness....