Chapter 16

There were certainly things neither girl had noticed unusual in the evil room, both would soon find themselves placed in a way neither had ever known of in their life.

Oh it was indeed a totally strategic plan of Witchy’s to do it this way to each of them this time.

As both Little Momma and Witchy grabbed up on squirming and twisting about girl, Witchy had Riyana, and Little Momma had Kiyoko.

They took each girl in arms still having the horrid affects of the log fire potion slamming through their bodies with intense horrid heated affects.

Here is where everything changed for the two of them.

Little Momma had Kiyoko led right to something none other than a big cushiony Ottoman, now this certainly was no type Ottoman you throw your feet upon while sitting in a chair.

These were Witchy’s ancient breeding Ottomans, that had straps on every corner to tie the intended subject down on it securely and not be able to move at all.

Now I can say personally that I myself as I sit and write this story, have been tied down over one of those things!

Little Momma damn sure had been so many times over herself.

Oh it’s like your belly or back depending on how Witchy wants you placed on it and bound up for action, but it is so comfortable, so plush, so outright erotic feeling, yet the horridness of it’s use, is your minds only concern at that moment.

I should at this point describe it even better and tell you other things about those but that would at this point, ruin the outcome of my story.

Now the two that were there and set up for Kiyoko and Riyana had plain no symbols or such very plush throws over them, now I will say this about them at this point.

They have a hidden compartment in them, the lids raise up and there’s storage inside, which contains all sorts of bondage and such things inside them.

But there are really ancient metal clamps right under the lids, where each plush throw is clipped into and tightly secured.

So each time they are used the subject thinks this is it’s own breeding Ottoman, like 300 of them when yet there are actually only 4 total.

As I say these are not even the typical everyday Ottomans you find at furniture stores etc.

The head ends of them are built and designed to be able to be pushed upwards so your head and arms are spread out upwards and tied to the corners.

If Witchy decides that is how she wants you.

Believe me being laid over one your head and shoulders jacked up, and your forced in this position to look down and see exactly what is about to either fuck you, or already fucking you, and you see and feel it all happening.

Feeling it alone is indeed its own thing, but seeing it and feeling it as it is all happening, is far more sinister and evil, and even more a wild pleasure.

At this time neither Ottoman was raised up like that, as Little Momma led Kiyoko right over to hers and had her lay over it her belly down onto it.

Now it was a whole other thing indeed for Riyana, she tried to fight and struggle to not be put on hers, so much so Little Momma stepped away from Kiyoko, and went to help Witchy.

They both tackled Riyana and pushed her over onto hers as she fought and struggled against it, screaming and pleading not to be done this way.

Little Momma went to the head of it grabbed Riyana by her wrist and fought and pulled her arms above her head and spread out to the corner where she quickly threw a strap around her wrist and pulled them tight and secured to each corner of the Ottoman.

Witchy on the other end had grabbed her legs and spread them wide open as she could and secured her thighs to each corner with two straps around each of them.

Leaving Riyana sitting her lower body weight on her knees, her beautiful nicely rounded black ebony butt up in the air.

Kiyoko all on her own had instantly placed herself this way, pleading and begging to be fucked, oh that little oriental girl wanted it, craved it, desired it, pleaded out for it.

And oh what a spectacle to behold, for there was a lightly brown skinned tight firm muscled ass up in the air, and right there beside her, a firm but much fatter meatier black ebony ass in the air.

The erotic thought of it all to me, makes even myself wonder just which one I would love to savor the taste of!

Now I never did meet or even see Riyana around when I became involved with everything at Witchy’s home.

Oh yes did I ever get the pleasure of tasting Kiyoko’s pussy juices, and even more than that happened, but that’s way to far forward to do anything but mention at this point of my stories about my sexual adventures.

So while one pleaded and begged to be fucked, the other pleaded and begged not to be!

Witchy now just squatted right down between Riyana and decided to do and try something she’d never done before.

It was to tempting, it was to damn good not to do it, she couldn’t help herself looking at that fine outright top world class feast before her.

As her hands fumbled around in the pockets of her Mistress outfit and pulled out just what she had for this dark chocolate colored beauty, she leaned her head in and right then and there began using that forked tongue of hers.

Riyana jerked and screamed as she felt those twin forks of Witchy’s tongue lashing out and licking and twirling and thrashing wildly right over her clit area, down onto her deep dark almost scorched black looking thick long outer cunt lips.