Not A Drop More

“Please….I need….a break…” You **** out as the stars begin to clear from your vision. You’re not sure how much longer you can take, but after {Orgasms} orgasms in the last few hours you feel your body failing.

“Such a beautiful cock shouldn’t be paired with such a weak mind!” She scoffs.

“Please, I’m begging you! My body needs to rest!”

“Alright then, you will have your rest.” She cackles. Raising her hands, her tone changes to a commanding voice before uttering the word “Sleep.”

At her command, You can barely keep your eyes and you feel yourself falling back slowly. By the time you feel the soft cushion of the couch touch your back, you are dreaming that you’re floating in the sky, weightless and bobbing as though you’re underwater. It’s still and peaceful as you hear the sounds of glass wind chimes resonating somewhere in the distance.

After a few quiet minutes, a breeze passes over you carrying with it a sensation of a thin string being dragged down your stomach. You look down to inspect the source of the sensation, seeing a jellyfish-like glowing orb with small tendrils floating over your naked body, your flaccid cock bobbing and swaying as it’s tendrils pass over it. You see that one of the tendrils doesn’t end in a point, but in a large thin glowing ring. You watch as the ring is catches on your flaccid member, the jellyfish sinks towards you until you the string like sensation rests at the base of your shaft and rests under your scrotum. The jellyfish stops floating and you notice the sound of wind chimes is no longer heard. All is deathly quiet for a moment before the silence is broken by a deep rumbling note.

The air suddenly feels heavier around you as the pastel sky begins to turn deeper in color. A strange and familiar voice blasts from the strange creature, chanting words you can’t quiet understand. You feel the skin around your sack be pulled as the ring around you begins to be taught and in tension. You scramble to remove the tightening ring from your genitals, but your hands seem to pass right through as though you were made of fog. You begin to feel the ring cutting into your tender flesh, your constricted cock inflating as the blood flow has no where to escape. The violet sky above you turns a deep shade of red as you try to scream but no sound escapes your lips. Tighter and tighter the string pulls until the pain in your swollen member is all that consumes your mind. Just when you are on the brink of hysteria…

It all stops.

The sky is now the deepest shade of black you’ve ever seen as a million stars appear before you. You look down and through the dim light, you see that it was only a nightmare. Your package is still safely attached to you, still bobbing weightlessly, much like you are. You breath a sigh of relief before realizing that your body is feeling heavy again.

You begin to sink, falling from your great height until you feel a sudden jolt.

Your eyes open and you find yourself back in the witches hut. The gentle flicker of flame from the work bench is the only thing that illuminates the dark room.You can feel fabric against your skin and can just make out the familiar patterns of your clothes that you came with. You attempt to right yourself but only get about halfway before feeling lightheaded. You are scared to stay here for too long in fear that the witch will come back and torment you, but your body feels so numb and you don’t know if you can even walk.