INTO THE REALM OF ASTAROTH

Mmh, Mmmh, Ughh, Ahhh . . . Sariah the Witch Princess moaned in tears as Tharros her master thrusted in and out of her. On normal conditions her moans were supposed to be of pleasure... Yes but, as it is; She was being r***d. She could not help but just moan, perhaps, it was something about how he pinned her down, or how he subdued her, or how deep and passionate his thrusts were, or... Is it that werewolves were just this good in bed? Or perhaps... Was it just her nature? Witches and Demons were the rulers in the realm of the supernaturals. Amongst the witches, Males were a s*x they could hardly afford. Witches were termed as always being manipulative and controlling, but on the contrary, deep down in every female, be it witch, wolf, mermaid or vampire, there is a longing, Yes a longing to be controlled, to feel protected, to feel loved and to be under the command or harem of a wizard (Male witch) because in the supernaturals, wizards were scarce but when born, they are very powerful. But this is exclusively to their own species as the witches were too proud to mix in with the other supernaturals except the Demons. That's why a wizard usually has so many females in his harem and the more powerful he is, the more attractive he was. If he is very powerful, his witches would submit to him no matter how much he controlled them. But how?... How did Sariah the Witch Princess become a slave to a wolf? A species her kind ruled over? As Sariah lay there, receiving his thrusts and orgasms with all humility, she reminisced on the story her Aunt Naomi told her when she asked questions like "How did we get here"