Teleportation

"I thought I could..." *slap* "OW!"

"Shut up," the witch states. "Yes, you could, in fact, appear where ever you'd like. But that's not what's going to happen here."

"So, what...?" Before you can finish, the witch gestures angrily. A gag appears around your mouth. You immediately try to pull it off and she gestures again. Two metal rods appear. One is tied to your wrists, the other to your ankles. You can't move. You lose your balance and begin to fall.

You never hit the ground. You hang in the air leaning backwards, hanging painfully from your extremities. The witch grabs your shirt and pulls you forward. "Don't look so scared, David. You're going to enjoy this." She smiles but you don't feel comforted at all.

She pulls down your pants and takes a strange green cock ring out from her robes. With a snap, she stretches it around your cock and behind your balls. You groan. "Don't want you getting soft on me, do we?"

She wraps her hand your cock and gives you a sharp, painful tug. You go spinning wildly, ass over tea kettle. You finally come to a stop and you have to raise your head up at an awkward angle to see the witch. She has sat down in a throne like chair that wasn't there before. In her hand, she is still holding your semi-hard cock.

Wait, what? You look down at your crotch, only to find it empty. You have to look back and forth so many times that you become dizzy. The witch only winks at you. She raises your cock up into the air. Tilting her head back, she plunges it into her mouth, giving you a nice long suckle. You can't help but groan in pleasure at the sensation.

Despite the disturbing thought of your cock and balls no longer being attached to your body, the sight of her deep throating your cock like a life-like dildo is highly erotic. With patience and perfect technique, she takes every inch of your shaft into her mouth. Even the best sluts you've had could not deep throat this well. Your eyes roll back and you moan around the gag.

Clearly enjoying herself, the witch sinks into the chair. She places one leg on the chair's arm, exposing the perfectly beautiful skin from her ankle to her inner thigh. Her robe just barely covers her pussy that you so ache to see. She kicks off her blood red, stiletto heel and dangles it off her toes. You have to admit even her feet ooze sex appeal.

Plunging your cock faster and deeper into her mouth, her other hand, hidden beneath her robe starts toying with her clit. You can see her making circular motions but her pussy continues to remain painfully out of sight.

Suddenly, you realize that the blowjob has stopped. The witch is staring at you, smiling around your cock. With a dismissive gesture, you start falling backwards. As you're falling, you feel your cock getting blown once again. You keep moving backwards. You see yourself moving past the door. For a terrifying second, you feel that you are falling down the stairs only to be held up just before hitting your head.

At this awkward lean, you start moving down the stairs. While your head has cleared the stairs, your ass hasn't you feel each step scrap across your bottom. With each step you pass, with each scrape you get, you feel your cock disappearing down the witch's throat. You don't know whether to groan in pain or pleasure, so you do both.

The pace starts increasing. The scraping becomes slaps on your ass. You feel like you're getting a spanking while being blown. Faster and faster. Slap-slurp. Slap-slurp. More and more as you quickly descend down the stairs. It becomes too much. You feel your balls tighten and then release. You collapse to the floor as you shake violently in orgasm.

Slowly climbing to your feet, you can't help but notice your dripping wet cock has returned. You carefully pull you pants over your tender backside and stiffly descend the hill.