Hansel and Gretel are all grown up and looking for a little payback. When they find a coven of three beautiful witches only one punishment is fitting for the devil women, and might prove to be a cure. Each witch offers the heroes something different; a mature and statuesque with glowing blond hair, a voluptuous vixen, and a raven haired but lithe temptress. This 3800 word short story contains graphic sex with a trio of sexy witches; including rough sex, bondage, and an orgy of magical orgasms. Fairy tales are for children but this story is for ADULTS ONLY!
Gretel brushed Hansel's cheek to signal she was ready before they turned, and gave the door a heavy kick together. It burst open and they spilled inside in a frenetic rush.
The three witches reacted in unison, rearing up and hissing at the intrusion to their wicked ritual. Their fingernails were curled into claws and they slashed at the brother and sister who were grabbing them.
Hansel grappled with the golden haired witch and spun her around before shoving her hard into the plump one. They went down it a screeching heap. While they were tangled he threw himself on top of them, wrapping the wrists of the plump one together several times with hewn twine before grabbing the ankle of the blond who was trying to scuttle away.
Gretel squared off with the slim one. The stood face to face as they sized each other up. After a moment the witch sprang into action, a dark blur that broke for the door and attempted to pass Gretel. She didn't make it. Gretel shot out an arm and close-lined the witch in the neck, wrapping her arm around to get behind her.
Using her free hand, Gretel took out a set of thick leather restraints that she slid over the witch's hands behind her back. With a strong tug, she cinched them down tightly and rushed to help Hansel.
Hansel had secured the curvy witch and was sitting on her while he tried to prevent the motherly one from escaping. She was about to break free when Gretel tackled her and drove her to the floor.
Hansel piled on top, and the brother and sister quickly had the witch tied with thin leather straps.
The duo stood and listened to the hissing and moaning witches, who writhed on the floor of the dark cottage.
"Stop your whimpering, devil whores," said Gretel, and she gave the slim one a kick with her riding boot. The response was immediate, the witches knew they were caught and that if they didn't want to be fried at the stake they had better do exactly as they were told.
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Published March 23, 2013
by Amie Heights.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy.