On the contrary, it's time for a few...annoyed words with Able Master

With no idea what else to do, and a bone to pick, you yell the name of that magical horse as loud as you can.

Time stops around you. The grass stops moving; you can no longer feel the wind across your skin; the sunlight becomes frozen in place, like shards of unmoving glass.

A moment later, Able Master arrives in a flash, angels singing behind him, playfully posing to demonstrate his majes-

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?"

Startled, Able Master abruptly snaps out of his posing and dismisses the angel choir he had borrowed for his grand entrance.

Our dear horsey friend, looking very confused, stares at you with a bewildered expression on his face.

"What the fuck was what?" he asks.

You gesture wildly toward the witch's tower.

"THAT," you say furiously. "Isn't this supposed to be Heaven? Blowjob Heaven!? Why the fuck is there a scary witch lady who hurts me, and doesn't even have the common decency to let me **** her on my cock!? This is BULLSHIT!"

You take a moment to breathe, recovering from your half childish half genuinely justified angry rant.

You look up to see Able Master thinking for a moment, before a realization suddenly seems to hit him.

"Oh right!" he says, "that must've been Hecate! Oh God dude, I'm sorry. I honestly forgot. Wow, now I actually feel bad."

He looks down at the grass shamefully. Suddenly, he abruptly jerks his head up to look at you with an excited expression on his face.

"Wait a minute," he says, "I just got an idea! I can fix this!"

Now it is your turn to look bewildered.

"Fix this how?" you ask, doubt shrouding your voice.

Able Master grins (can horses grin? What does that look like? Ah fuck it, I'm sure it's fine).

"Have you ever ****-fucked?" he whispers dramatically.

You shake your head, confused.

"Well here's a golden opportunity to do exactly that."

You still look confused, but as the cobweb covered gears in your head begin to turn, you slowly realize what he's getting at. Your face brightens up, your lips twisting into a smile of sadistic glee, your cock hardening just thinking about all the things you can do to her. While they're turning however, the gears in your head make you come to another realization, one that sends your new-found glee crashing down.

"Wait, but she said she can see the future! And that she knows everything! And every time I try to concentrate, she just punches me with magic and I can't do anything about it!"

Able Master is not to be deterred however. Still grinning, he scoffs and says "wait, she said she knows everything? Wow! She's somehow more arrogant than I remember. Listen kid, she may say that she knows everything, but that's a load of crap. The truth is, she knows almost everything, when it comes to Blowjob Universe anyway, but there are some things she absolutely does not know."

His grin grows even wider, "me for instance! She does not know about my glorious self, and cannot see any possible futures that involve me in any way! Therefore, she could not have foreseen you summoning me, and she definitely can't foresee what you do after this conversation is over. As for the 'magic punching,' well, you can just will that out of existence right now, as well as willing her power to have no effect on you. Don't you get it? She. Has. No. Power. Over. You. She is your bitch! So are you gonna keep standing there whining? Or are you gonna go **** her to **** on your dick?"

Slowly, as you process what he just said, you find confidence filling your being. He's right! She is your bitch! You quickly remember what Able Master said about how to counter act the witch's magic, and concentrate. It doesn't take long - hey, you're actually getting good at this! - for her spell to be broken, and for the ward against future magic attacks from her to be put in place. Finally, you're ready.

"Ready?" he asks a bit redundantly.

You gaze at the tower on the hill. Within that tower you were humiliated; now it's time for Hecate to have a taste of her own medicine.

You grin, your lips as wide as Able Master's. In response to his question you have but two words to say:

"Hell yeah."