Chapter 2

At this point of everything as Witchy and Little Momma brought back the drinks for us all each having little serving trays with them on them.

Now at that moment my thoughts were just what have they spiked all these drinks with, having known from the past how Witchy operates and her evil sadistic ways and manipulation of people.

Witchy handed both Bill and Cynthia their drinks off her tray as Little Momma served Dawg and I alike ours from her tray which made me think exactly as I stated above about it all.

As we all stood there more or less silently drinking our drinks things suddenly began to happen!

Long legged skinny Cynthia suddenly began to squirm and dance about standing there and almost fell to the damn floor but Witchy right there along with Little Momma on each side of her held her up.

Her husband Bill himself was having a whole other reaction as he wobbled a bit but stayed in place and began to loudly stutter out; “My wife ... what’s wrong with my wife...?”

Witchy just immediately looked right at him as they held Cynthia in place said; “Oh she’s perfectly fine Bill it’s just a womanly thing, I and Little Momma will take her back to the bedroom and stay with her a while, you guys just stay up here.”

That said Witchy and Little Momma hurriedly got Cynthia by her arms throwing them over each of their shoulders and took her down the hallway to Dawgs and Little Momma’s bedroom.

Bill was himself getting very unsteady so Dawg and I helped him right over to the couch and sat him down.

He began to stutteringly tell us he felt different, saying to us both how suddenly he felt so different.

Describing it in broken voice fashion that he felt like everything was so wonderful and fine, then suddenly again told us he was really worried about it his wife, and Dawg just told him she was fine and that Witchy and Little Momma were taking good care of her as he looked right at me and winked and smiled telling Bill that.

I knew absolutely beyond a damn doubt that evil sadistic woman had spiked their drinks with some unknown damn potion of hers, causing both Bill and Cynthia to be this way.

We began to hear muffled voices coming from the bedroom they took Cynthia into, loud enough to hear but no way to make out what was being said by whom to whom.

After a few minutes Witchy came back into the living room and went right over and sat down beside Bill and said; “Bill your wife is fine, but there’s something I have to tell you about everything and you need to understand and come to grips about what is going to happen!”

Then as she took his hand into hers and turned to look him right eye to eye said; “Bill tonight your wife wants to be fucked ... and not just fucked Bill ... It is something far different than just that ... She wants Bull to fuck her Bill ... Do you understand that your wife wants Bull to fuck her tonight Bill?”

I for one thing was totally completely stunned myself hearing this from her, and more so the fact that as I looked at Bill and saw his eyes shoot wide open in the total absolute awe of what Witchy had just told him.

He began to shake almost violently his hand shaking in Witchy’s as everything rocked through him all at once.

Then he ever more stutteringly said; “How ... How can that be ... my wife would never w ... wa ... want that ... She is scared to death of Black people!”

Witchy just used her other open hand to pat Bills and said; “Bill she absolutely wants it ... I and Little Momma both have talked about this with her Bill ... She wants Bull to fuck her ... And wants you to watch her do it all Bill ... pausing a moment goes on to say ... Bill your wife wants you to watch her get fucked by Bull.”

It can’t be oh it can’t be Bill was stutteringly in like a drunken tone of speaking saying out to Witchy and us all.

Witchy just sat there patting the top of his hand with her other one and said; “Bill I gave you something in your drink to help with all this and I can see it’s working perfectly, and being honest with us all Bill, tell us that deep down inside you want to watch her don’t you Bill?”

Bill then began to stutter his words even worse indicating how that stuff Witchy had spiked his damn drink with was making him this way and said; “Oh she can’t do th ... tha ... that to me ... we’re happily mar ... married, Oh I can ... can’t say it ... I can’t s ... ss ... say it...!”

Say what Witchy asked of him?

“I can ... can’t let h ... her do that, I can’t w ... wa ... watch her fuck another man, a black man ... she just can’t f ... fuck a black man, I w ... wan ... wan’t to be there, but I can’t watch that!”

Witchy just sat there still patting the top of his hand in comfort and said; “You will do it Bill ... I command you to do it Bill ... and your going to watch your wife get her pussy wrecked and torn open by Bull here ... she’s going to get her pussy tore apart by a huge black man’s cock Bill.”

Now somehow her demanding him to do it made Bill act altogether different, as if under some damn mental hypnotic state of mind fully being controlled by her, and with the help of what the hell ever she had put in his drink.

That all out in the open now Witchy looked at us all and said; “Dawg you and Bull keep him right here a bit longer, I have to go back in there and help her prepare for the pleasure she is going to get soon!”

As she just got up smiling in that fucking sadistic evil fashion, like some wild minded evil Doctor much like how Dr. Frankenstein in that old movie did as he was embarked in the evil sadistic forbidden thing of making Frankenstein.

She came right over to me and put her hand right on my shoulder and looked directly at me still showing that evil out of mind smile, and leaned down just a tiny bit and whispered to me; “Your going to fuck her Bull, and already the stuff I put in your drink is probably working its own magic on you.”

That said she just raised a bit and went right off back to that bedroom.

Bill Dawg and I all sat there each in their own horrid way of dealing with this now, every single damn one of us was affected by our own spiked drinks special affects.

I flat out told Bill I wanted no part of this shit like this, but things were changing inside my own mind at that very moment about it all, as I felt this sudden feeling of being like a damn maddened Bull in an arena, ready to charge at anything and everything!

An absolute flash back of hundreds and hundreds of years shot through my brain, the strong feeling of being like some long time ago Black Slave Mandingo filled my mind, and I was about to go into a room and fuck a young slave girl to bring forth more children to be working slaves on some plantation.

Then instantly all that vanished and another vision filled my mind, as I was inside that plantation home now being summoned up to come there and fuck and breed the white wife of the plantation owner!

That very vision left me as now I was right back here at this point in time, sitting right here and about to be taken back to fuck and breed this mans wife, who was sitting right here with me and in his own thoughts about it.

And out of nowhere I just outright said; “I’m going to do it Bill ... I’m going to fuck your wife Bill ... she wants me to fuck her Bill!”

Then to break up what was going on here in this room all hell broke loose from that bedroom they were in.

Cynthia suddenly screamed out in some awful horrid pain, and Witchy then loudly telling her it will get better honey child were her exact loudly said words.

Bill tried his best to jump up and go back there and save his wife from all this, but all he did was barely rise up off the couch and go crashing right back down onto it.

He was begging us in even worse a drunken stutter way of talking to go back there and save his wife, to help her he kept loudly stuttering out to us.

The screaming sounds of horrid pain Cynthia was going through for whatever the fuck it was that evil totally fucking sadistic bitch Witchy was doing to her was happening!

And just as all that was happening again my mind totally had vivid flashes again and I was gone from this moment into that one where it was then Dawgs lovely little Mexican wife screaming out in the horrid pains of that evil bitch giving her injections right into the very perineum area one on each side just at where they were nearly right there at her pussy lips.

I could feel my cock now come to life, and I mean it fucking came to life, in such a damn horrid way that it throbbed, hurting like hell as it swelled, and swelled into such a way that I swear it felt like it was going to then and there just fucking outright explode!

And then all that just left my mind as I returned right back here where I was and my damn cock horridly hurting and swollen as never before and throbbing like my heart was now in my damn cock throbbing.

As things began to get clearer in my mind all that horrid screaming in that back bedroom had ceased and there was quiet in there for the moment.

Now the three of us men up here in front sitting here on the couch beside each other were quiet in our own fashion, like the outright silence before all hell broke loose and a total disaster hit from Mother Nature.