ON THE HUNT

Vy looked the witch over with disgust.  The darkness flooded off of her in waves of energy that tickled her skin in an annoying itch that she could never scratch away.  White light flooded from the end of her sword, Veldynne, doing its best to cancel out the waves of sinister magic that tried to suck Vy into the depths of depravity.    

"Where are the others, Witch?" Vy's eyes flashed with purple fire as she glared into the defiant eyes of the wicked woman.

"Fuck you."  she struggled, but the rune etched binds held her wrists tight to the wooden post.

Vy grabbed the throat of the witch and forced her to head up.  The tremble through the young woman's body brought a smile to the edges of her lips.  The took the knife from her boot and dragged the smooth metal across the witch's chest.  Fear crept into the girl's eyes as she tried to push back against the rough post, desperately wanting distance between herself and the blade.  Vy squeezed the girl's neck harder to hold her in place before turning the knife and slicing down the front of the witch's dress.  Cutting away the fabric until the girl was left only in the red lace underclothes.

"Well, such fine lingerie for a simple night out.  Did I interrupt your plans?"  Vy stabbed the blade into the wood and let her fingers trace along the witch's arm.  Nails raking flesh as she leaned in close enough to tickle her breath across the witch's skin.

"Like I would tell you anything!"  the young witch had spirit, that was for certain.

"You will tell me everything.  They always do."  Vy dug her nails into the soft flesh of the witch's side as they roamed lower.  Light red trails followed them and the young witch arched her back and looked away from her captor's eyes.  Vy grabbed her chin, turning her to look into gaze as she spoke in soft tones.  "I was taken by witches at a young age, raised by them in their central den.  I've seen what goes on in the belly of darkness.  The lust that fuels rituals, the nectar that harnesses the pure power of desire.  Sex was a constant in that den, and I learned the arts from the best they had."  

Vy leaned in close to the witch's ear as she whispered, her warm breath tickling the flesh of her victim.  "I know what power is."  Vy leaned back and slapped across the witch's breast before cupping it and squeezing until the girl whimpered out a moan she had hoped to hide.

Through her fingers, Vy could feel the struggle of the young witch.  The internal fight to keep her focus against the teasing from the experienced witch hunter.  The lavender flames in Vy's eyes flared, waves of soft energy flowed to her fingertips, arching in sparks that woke the nerves in the girl's skin.  This was the power of the Vyolet.  

"Goddess.. what are you doing to me?"  The witch arched her back and pushed her breast into Vy's hand, eyes rolling as goosebumps appeared along the trails of Vy's fingertips.  

"Claiming you."  Vy bent lower, kissing the witch's neck, sucking at her pulse as it raced beneath her lips.

"No.. no you can't.  I can't be yours.. please."  The witch struggled then bit her lip to stifle the protests as Vy kissed lower.  Butterfly soft brushes of her lips across the young witch's chest as her fingertips moved to caress the sides of the girl's breasts.  The energy flowing across her skin, increasing every touch ten fold.

"You will be."  Vy's teeth trapped the girl's nipple through the fabric of her top, tugging and teasing it as she looked up and caught the gaze of the young witch.  The girl began to cry, but still pushed her breast into Vy's mouth, overwhelmed with the need that was burning inside her now.  The internal battle over resistance being lost to the lust that was taking over her body.

Vy waved a hand over the binding cuffs, their runes glowing as the twisted the girl around and brought her to her knees.  Those cheeks now pushed out behind her as she leaned her chest and face against the rough wood.  Raising her hand and bringing it down in a wide arc, Vy slapped the girl's ass until the sting in her hand felt like it was warming at a fire.  The girl yelped out with each smack against her flesh, whimpering and digging her nails into the bark of the post as if clinging on for support.  The witch's cheek was red, warm, ready.  Vy raked her nails along the skin before moving her fingertips down across the covered lips of her captive.

"ooooooooo fuck..." the girl moaned and reflexively spread her legs making space for Vy's fingers.  She smiled as she caressed the girl's soaked crotch.  A witch's power came from harnessing pure emotions, happiness, hate, fear, lust... it made them strong, but it was also one of their greatest weaknesses.  

Vy worked the bindings again.  The glow returned as they slid upward, standing the girl in front of her now.  Her fingertips played along the girl's abused ass, caressing it softly then lower.  Nails raking down the witch's thighs then up again.  She didn't need to tease the girl more, she was ready, but Vy always enjoy this part of the claiming.  Seeing the girl's resolve destroyed by lust and need.  The girl trembled and moaned, her back arching and thighs spreading as she offered herself to Vy.

"Anything Lady... anything... please..." The girl's words made Vy smile.  This one was going to stay hers for a long while.

Vy pushed the moistened panties to the side at last, fingers teasing the soft folds of the witch's core.  The nectar flowed down her thighs and coated Vy's hand as she toyed with the girl, exploring her in this last moment.  This was the true claiming, Vy brought her coated fingers to her lips, tongue licking their length before sucking them into her mouth.  She groaned at the taste and power of the witch's juices, feeling her eyes glow brightly as the purple flames flowed from her eyes and into the eyes of the witch. The girl's head whipped back and she let out a loud moan of ecstasy as the claiming finished.

"Anything?"  Vy stood behind the girl.

She twisted to look into the eyes of Lady Vyolet, "Anything for you My Lady."

Story by: mystermitch resident

Photos by: mystermitch resident

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