Last weekend a fateful night club encounter

The two curvy women slinked through the thrumming night club, their tight leather outfits shimmering under the strobe lights. Raven tresses tumbled down their backs as they scanned the crowd, searching for the perfect sacrifice to bring back to their dark coven.

There - a tall, muscular man downing shots at the bar, his chiseled jawline shadowed with a five o'clock stubble. Cerise and Onyx exchanged a knowing look, crimson lips curling into salacious smiles. They knew how to reel him in.

"Hey there, handsome," Cerise purred, strutting up to him on stiletto heels. Her breasts strained against the plunging neckline of her skintight minidress.

"You look like a man who knows how to have a good time."

Onyx sidled up on his other side, running a manicured nail along his rigid bicep.

"Mmm, built like a god. Our kind of guy."

The man's eyes roved over their scantily clad forms, pupils blown wide with lust.

"I'm Zack," he said, voice husky. "And I'm always down for a wild night..."

The girls led him out of the club to a shadowy alley, pressing their curvy bodies against his hard planes. They kissed and groped shamelessly, stoking his desire to a fever pitch.

"Want us, big boy?" Cerise breathed against his lips, hand cupping the thick bulge in his pants.

"Want to feel these tight little pussies wrapped around you?"

Zack groaned, fumbling with his zipper. But before he could free his throbbing erection, the women exchanged a signal.

"Not so fast lover boy"

Onyx snared in a commanding tone

And to Zacks surprise it was as if her words had power over him...

"Here drink that first and accompanie us home a realy orgy needs a more suitable surrounding..."

Cerise whispered into his ear, than in a flash, she **** his mouth open and tipped the potion down his throat. Zack had an instant to feel it burn all the way to his stomach before his world went black.

He awoke naked in a candlelit luxury bedroom with Onxy and Ceriseby by his side on the enormus bed.

"Hello sleepy, it seems this was a bit to much even for such a strong boy..." Onyx teased and her long nails scratched his blue balls just enough for him that he never had been so rock hard and weeping with need, the aphrodisiac ensuring he would beg for release

They knew that he knew that he easily could take what he wanted...

Yet his toughts seem to be still slow so he wasn´t able to react as the tag team of the two chained his arms and legs to the bed.

Then Cerise and Onyx started, peeling off their robes to reveal their nubile bodies. They knelt at his feet, licking and kissing, stoking his desire to an agonizing peak.

"Please," Zack gasped. "I need it so bad! Let me come!"

The women only laughed, cruel and mocking. They teased him with fleeting touches, bringing him to the very brink again and again, never allowing his climax. Exquisite ****. His balls drew up tight, aching for release.

"Such a bitch in heat," Onyx sneered. "Mewling for it like a dog. You'll come when we allow it, pet."

Zack could only whimper and thrash, lost to the overwhelming sensations. He was completely at their mercy, to use as they wished. And they planned to use him most thoroughly...