Witch turn

She was watching as they were hanging a witch. She felt secure as these dangerous witches were found and hanged. She didn’t know that as the witch was being hoisted her name was called from behind the walls behind the gallows, and she enjoyed the show as the witch kicked, choked, and pissed herself. She was in joy at the witch shame.

As The blonde girl was back home and explained the execution to her mother some soldiers came and took her. At first she taught they wanted some information about a girl they had arrested the day before. She was surly a witch also. The dangerous 14 years old girl had her hands shackled in her back before being pushed in a dark cell.

One hour later the torturer came and took the infamous creature. He had her stripped.
-Are you the hangman did she asked as her devilish capabilities told her who was below the leather mask.
-No he is my twin brother, you’ll meet him soon.
Then he tied her ankle to her wrists in her back, and began to hang her by her wrists. The devilish creature might have been left by her protector as she cried in pain as she was raised above the floor. The courageous torturer grabbed her free foot and tied a 10 pounds weight to it. He body god has given to her was bend and taut. The torturer avoided her coward attempts to get his favor and let her in that position for almost one hour. Once back he made a braid of her blonde hair and used it to hang her. Furious to realize that her manners did not have any effects on his determination she sought to strike him. This began to confirm her devilish nature. She stayed about another hour hanged by the hair, her wrist tied to the elbow to avoid her to cast some spell against the forces of Good. Then he came back and coat her hair with pitch and used a torch to lit them. The once blonde girl screamed and felt in the basin full of water that was under her.
Then she was driven to me and she thought she could misleading me by asking
-Why are you doing this to me?
-We have consents of your accomplices, we know already all. Acknowledge your perverse nature, and the torments of tortures will be saved to you!
-No I’m not a witch!
I put the wooden stick on her arm and she screamed
-The holly stick burn you as you are a creature of the devil!
-There is a needle in that stick!
The torturer applied a red hot metal bar on her left nipple
-Acknowledge and perhaps you’ll avoid the fire of hell did I ask but she only shouted her hatred.
-Fingers or tooth asked the torturer
-Began with one or two teeth did I reply. Then I saw a flash in her eyes, was it the mark of the devil or did she realized that her fate cannot be avoided from now on. She asked us to stop; that she will do all that we will want. Once again I saw the mark of the devil in her mouth. She was near to propose us sex to enslave us! Once the torturer tore off a tooth to her and crushed her a finger gently all on the basis of the end and going towards the hand, she acknowledged she was a witch and she cursed most of the men in the village.
The torturer asked to cut the finger to avoid her gangrene. I asked him not to waste his time. She was to be hanged soon.

The torturer friendly proposed her to cut her finger off. But she refused. He led her to her cell, and cuffed her wrist to the wall so she was made to stand.
And he grabbed her legs… When I came to see her later, blood and semen were running along her leg to confirm she was a devilish creature.

The next morning she was exhausted. From the torture chamber we saw the gallows where the preceding which, a dark haired one, was about to hang. She already had the noose around her neck.
-Look at strappendo, Do you want to test it.
The Once blonde witch nodded no.
-Then give us the name of one of other witches.
As the witch on the gallows was being hoisted the one in the torture room showed a red head young girl and called her name. I watch at her in the crowd. She was enjoying the show as the witch kicked choked and finally pissed herself. I was convinced she was another witch, perhaps the worst which I will have to face.

The tortured girl was sent back in her cell. That time she was given a dress to avoid being so impudic. But her hands stayed tied to avoid she could invoke the devil.

From her cell she saw the read head girl being taken by the soldier to the next cell. Then she heard her being stripped naked and driven to the torture chamber
She heard this othere devilish creature lied on its nature and finally bent in front of the force of Good, acknowledging she was a witch also.

The next Day before sun rise The once blonde headed witch was driven onto the gallows.
-Come here asked the hangman!
-I don’t want to hang, I don’t want to die did she reply.
-I have no choice, I just do my work have confidence, I’ll do my best for it to be as quick as possible.
-I’m not a witch did she say
He locked her ankle shackle to a ring on the floor, and then untie her hands.
-If you’re a witch cast your spell over me!
Then he stripped her naked in front of the crowd.
She was crying.
Then he tied her hand in her back wrist to elbow
-It’s not for fun, I saw that his way the ropes didn’t dig in the flesh
He put the noose around her neck and get the rope taunt.
-Will I…   Will I piss myself above?
-I’m afraid there is no way to avoid it, but I think you’ll be dead already.
The sentence was being explained to the crowd as the hangman removed the shackle from her feet. When she realized her feet were free, she just saw him draw on the cord.

In the torture chamber the once red head witch show me a girl in the crown.

On the gallows the devil was getting a new soul as the blonde witch tried to find a support from her feet. Her face changed from white to red like the hair of the witch that was still in front of me and will be hanged tomorow. The hangman tied the rope and she has kicking violently as her face was getting purple. That devilish creature was showing her twat to everybody, I should have asked her to be burned at the stack. Then her kicking slow down, The red headed witch has been send back to her cell and I saw the new one, she was enjoying the show as the bonde witch kicked, choked, and finally pissed herself. The witch was to be displayed hanged for the whole day. The little bitch the reahaed witch just showed me did not know that I know she is a witch, but soon she will be in front of me and there will be no more lies. I was wondering I already knew her.

When I arrived in the torture chamber I saw the devilish creature ready to be hanged by her wrist, her ankle already bound to her wrist. She was really afraid about what to come, and when she saw me she shouted:
“Oh! Dad please save me!”

Hunting a witch

This story is a fantasy by Beynazura.

Deep in the dark forest was a little house. Here Alwynn was preparing potions and curses. She was a witch, but not a bad dark witch. She only used her knowing and magic to help people who came to her. Of course while she was in the house her appearance was changed so she couldn’t be recognized by her costumers in everyday life. So despite she looked old, grey haired, and big noosed, she was a twenty-five brunette. She was just making a magic draught for a friend of her, who as a prostitute was pregnant. This little blond whore needed to be cleared from that baby. Then she would have to prepare a potion for an old wife whose back was hurting. But she got aware; a witch hunter entered the house area. So she stopped making potions and ran away from the house.

A few minutes later they met. And the witch hunter asked what she was doing in a witch area.

-I was looking for roots she answered.

-It seems you haven’t found some replied the witch hunter as his assistant laughed. Alwynn realized she forgot her root bag in the house. A bag she always was carrying in a case like that one!

-Using the services of a witch is punished also, so you’re my prisoner, you’ll be given some whipping.

Alwynn thought of running, but what could she have done against two men on horses. She preferred to wait for the right opportunity to escape. Meanwhile They tied her arm in her back wrist to elbow, and a noose was slipped over her head and cynched around her neck. “This will encourage you to follow us” said the witch hunter, and Alwynn had to follow them inside the deep forest, hoping not to fall as she had to run without using her arms.

She was near exhausted when they reached the house. She was afraid that the curse that changed her appearance would work and betray her.

-Do you know that house?” asked the witch hunter.

-No I was was just looking for roots and berries”

-You’ll come in it with me, then we will set fire to the house!”

-No…

-Don’t be afraid, you won’t be in it while it burns! If you’re a witch you’ll burn on the village place tomorrow morning did he say while laughing. If you’re not you would get some lash for using of sorcery!”

The two men entered the house leading Alwynn with the rope they used as a leash.

As she passed the door Alwynn appearance changed back to the tradition witch for stories. A curse that was designed to protect her form her customer so they could not recognize her in everyday life, but today it would prove to the witch hunter and his assistant that she is the witch they are looking for.

-Isn’t that the roots you’re supposed to be looking for in that area, said the witch hunter before looking at Alwynn, Oh my God, you’re the witch !”

-Yes I am, said Alwynn, But I’m a good witch, I never do bad things…

But before she could argue anymore the hunter’s sword was pointing her neck.

-All witch are bad things that only deserved to be purified by fire!

She saw so much hate in his eyes that she kept quiet.

For the trip to the village Alwynn was packed on the horse saddle. And she soon found herself being stripped and being locked in a cage that was so small that she was unable to stand her full height in it. She would have used her hand to hide her intimacy but her arms were still tied in her back so she couldn’t invoke a spell to free herself. She was depressed and did not see how she would escape her fate, which promised to be painful and humiliating.

The night passed, but Alwynn didn’t sleep. The cage was so small that she was unable to lay comfortably. She was petrified with fear when she heard the witch hunter and his assistant arrival. They got her out of the cage and put an iron necklace around her neck.

-This you will keep it until you’re ashes!

She felt him toggle her onto a table and the two men spreaded her legs. She realized they were about to rape her...

She shouted as no other prisoner shouted as she was raped by the two men. The jail guard where surprised as she was calm up to now. But after the rape she was still shouting. Saying she was not a witch, she didn’t deserve to burn, and a lot of nonsense. Gag her said the witch hunter as he was closing his trouser.

He was having a smile on his face as he looked at the struggling women being dragged to the stake. She was struggling and fighting, but soon she was tied to the stake and the wood was being lit. The witch hunter climbed onto the gallows and said to her: ”Never again rape a true witch, but I'm sure you won’t”.

The cries of the witch hunter being burnt as a witch were pleasure for the witch. And she soon found surprised by her own excitation. She was not used to a male body. “I’ve to change back to girl’s one, I cannot stay like that”. She was beginning to think as she found herself in front of the blonde whore that asked Alwynn a potion to make her baby pass.

-Sir, would you like me to help you being discared of that, said the whore looking at the witch hunter crotch.

He/she followed the young blonde up to her room, and accepted as she proposed to do it as usual. The excitation was so intense that once the clothes removed he slid his penis into her cunt. As the first wave of pleasure came he opened his eyes to realize the Blonde girl tied herself. Knowing what it meaned he couldn’t stop himself and cum. When the witch came back to herself she was in the whore body.

-But what happened asked the witch hunter!

As the witch explained what happened to the whore, that one recognized she would appreciate not to be a whore any more and accepted to switch bodies.

Alwynn was relieved that she takes it well and began to appreciate this new female body. Reminding herself that she was pregnant, she asked the age of the pregnancy.

Then only she realized that the man was dressed and that she was still nakeda nd tied on the bed. In her question the answer was simple:

-Aren’t witch’s hunters supposed to hunt witches!