Haha...well, in my fantasy the high priest decides he *must* perform one last test, because after all, a full confession of lewd thoughts and behaviour does NOT make me a witch...merely horny.Well I tried very hard to imagine Heston as a nubile naked witch with pure white skin and flaming red lips, yearning to be fondled, I really did.
But joking aside, this is valuable insight to the witch's needs and feelings and a very erotic idea to have her spreadeagled and bound before the bench. Who knows where that might lead...
And so, reaching into his heavy black robes he produces a large marble phallus, hacked from an ancient Roman statue of a satyr...which the church mistook for the Devil!
My peachy derriere is anointed with sacred almond oil, the obscene member is heated over a candle, and the inquisitor proceeds to his holy work...right up my ass!!!
'Behold' he cries in triumph as I squirm and shudder in orgasm...'You see my brethren, she is truly the Devil's concubine!!!'
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