Samantha decides to teach you a lesson

She is dressed from head to toe in black leather. A very revealing corset hugs Samantha’s torso and plumps out her perfectly voluptuous breasts just above the nipple. Tall leather-high-heeled boots run above her knees, giving way to her toned thighs. The tigh black corset is emphasizing her skinny 60’s wife waistline. On both arms, she is wearing long leather opera gloves that run above her elbows and command attention. She's clearly channeling her inner Betty Page.

“I think it’s time someone taught you a few lessons in obedience,” Samantha says as she levitates up from the chair.

She twitches her nose again and the bon bons disappear from thin air. Lifting both arms she waves in both directions magically makes the blinds and curtains close on all the windows surrounding the living room. With another gesture, she points her gloved hands towards you and you float down a few feet in the air and towards her.

“For many thousands of years we witches have dominated mortal men like you, making you our sex slaves,” Sam continues.

“Please... I’m not here to cause any trouble. I’m really a nice guy if you get to know me,” you reply to her.

Just then you look down and realize you’re already getting an erection.

“Really? A nice guy? All I’ve seen is a naughty pervert that plays with himself too much. I have no interest in getting to know you, only in teasing and abusing you,” she says.

Samantha is now floating next to you, examining you as you float helplessly a few feet off her living room floor.

You look up at her chiseled figure and face and realize she’s a hundred times more attractive in person. All those moments you spent jerking off to her on TV, don't equate to the level of attraction you're feeling now in the room with her. All you can think about is her riding your cock endlessly. Her bunned-up hairdo and bangs frame her magnificently beautiful eyes and face. You get harder.

Sam notices your erection and comments with a smirk, “I can see I’ve already aroused you, well this is going to be easy.”

She lowers herself to the floor. Now she runs her leather-gloved fingers softly up and down your naked body as she slowly paces around you. Stroking you all over, suddenly you hear the heels of her boots come to a halt. She raises one arm. With a twitch of her nose, she conjures a leather whip that appears in her hand.

“Although I know you can’t help it, I didn’t give you permission to get hard yet,” Samantha says.

She begins lightly tapping the tip of your dick with the whip. Intermittently she slaps your midsection hard with the whip. It stings a bit each time she whips you. She continues to pace around you stroking and whipping you.

In a bright flash and ball of smoke, suddenly an older woman appears floating above the staircase.

“Well, Samantha what do we have here? Having a little fun without me are you?” the woman says.

You recognize the woman, it’s Endora, Samantha’s witch mother.

Samantha pauses from whipping you and briefly looks up to her mother levitating above them.

“Mother this was the mortal I was telling you about. Remember the pervert, well I zapped him here to teach him a lesson or two,” she replies.

“Well then, you won’t mind if I join in the fun will you?” Endora asks.

With a waving of both of her arms, her long flowing Mumu dress disappears and is replaced with a tight-fitting leather dominatrix outfit similar Samantha’s. Looking like a leather queen, she has a diamond tiara and high collar complete with shoulder pads. A long cape drapes below her hovering legs. For a mischievous and powerful mother, her sex appeal is undeniable.

“Of course not Mother, I know you like taking advantage of weak mortal men like this one,” Sam replies.

“Well young man I see my daughter’s beauty has already sparked your interest,” Endora tells you. “Let’s see how well your little friend down there handles some real sparks shall we?,”

No more than a millisecond later Endora directs her gloved hand and points it at you.

At that moment, an energy aura appears around her hand, as sparks of electricity arc from her fingers across the room towards you. You look down and can't believe your eyes. The tip of your dick is being electrified right before you.

Endora is hell-bent on directing her sexual electrical storm dead center at your cock.

“Ahhhhh..,” you scream in agony as the jolts run through every bone of your body.

Your cock now looks like a flag pole caught in a lightning storm. The feeling is unlike anything you've ever felt. It's painful and yet pleasurable at the same time. The sharp shocks in your dick give way to a smooth numbing sensation as they pulse throughout the rest of your body.

Endora laughs,” This should teach the little pervert to understand the true power us witches have over mortal men.”

Endora is grinning ear to ear as she continues pointing her magical leather gloved hands towards your cock.

Samantha is now standing back a couple of feet from you, also smiling and in awe of her mother's mastery of the dark arts of witchcraft. The bright flashes from Endora's jolts reflect off her shiny leather corset and boots. Still, despite the overwhelming sensation, all you can think about is Sam riding your cock hard.

You look up again at Endora. From her invisible floating perch across the room, she continues using her magic to shoot energy bolts at you from her hands at an ever-intense pace. You're reminded of the scene from Star Wars when the Emperor forces Luke to his knees with his ****-lightning powers.

There's nothing you can do as you lie there floating on your back naked. You're completely at the mercy and whim of the two dominatrix witches before you.

Not a minute later Sam interjects, "Alright, I think he's had enough Mother."

"Fine... (sigh). Oh, don't worry Sam he'll be alright," Endora responds as she crosses her leather gloved arms. "Although I must admit that was quite a jolt you took young man."

"I didn't plan on getting to that level of **** so quickly, but you certainly got the point across Mother," Sam says.

Samantha gestures towards you and floats you slowly to the ground to your feet. You stand up, still naked and hard as a rock. The last of the electrical jolt sensations dissipate and you begin to come to your senses.

"Listen I'll do anything, just please... please take mercy on me," you plead to the witches.

"Well you can start to show your obedience by kissing Mother's boots," Samantha demands.

Not missing a beat, Endora waves towards you and magically floats you across the room towards her. Your toes skid across the floor. She stops you right next to her only a few inches from the calf of her floating booted legs. You feel her magic control of your body release you and you regain some strength.

"Well I'll give you credit Sam, for a mortal pervert, he's quite good-looking," Endora says as she examines you more closely.

She raises her eyebrows flirtatiously at you and pets your head, before pointing to her boots. It's as if she's reminding you of Samantha’s instructions to start licking.

You lean down and press your tongue on the edge of the boots zipper above the heel and slowly lick around to the toe. The smell of Endora's leather mixed with her perfume is intoxicating.

You hear the heels of Samantha's boots as she walks up from behind you.

"Good looking and well endowed," Samantha says as she stops right behind you.

At first, you feel the gentle cold leather of Sam's hand caress your ass. Then the gentle caressing is broken by a firm slap and a squeeze. Samantha leans up against your back and reaches around to grab your rock-hard cock. She begins lightly touching the tip of your dick, teasing you and toying with you. After a few seconds she begins slowly working her strokes down to your shaft.

You can't believe what's happening, it's every fantasy you've had multiplied. As if you're might wake up from this dream soon, you concentrate and keep licking Endora's boots.

A few minutes pass of your amazing handjob from Samantha while you lick Endora's floating boots. Still, all you can think about is fucking Samantha.

Endora breaks the silence, "Well then, it seems your boy toy has worshipped enough of my boots."

"Shall we adjourn to someplace else? I have different idea for some fun," Endora proclaims waving her arms.