Mia Larsen
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A voodoo curse (Patreon exclusive story)
🕑 Added 2024-03-13 15:00:07 +0000 UTCIt has been two weeks when I met this girl: She was quite spiritual, but that is what I enjoyed about her the most. Her bein mysterious, in her on way dominant and seducing.
She meets up with her friends once a week, which seemed strange to me right from the start. Otherwise she doesn't talk about any friends at all. To get to the bottom of the matter, I first asked her if I could accompany her, but she said I wasn't ready yet. So I decided to take the initiative and just follow her there. It's Wednesday evening and I follow her as she walks into a forest nearby. How strange, who meets up with any friends in the forest?
A little later I see her meeting with three other girls by a small fire in a clearing. Okay, now things get a little scary. What are they doing there? I watch her, and the longer I do this, the stranger the whole situation becomes. At the beginning they sing strange songs in a language that I have never heard before in my life. To be honest, the whole thing is kind of driving me down a path. I actually wanted to disappear for a long time, but I just can't help but listen to their beautiful and seductive songs.
After what feels like an eternity, one of the women says, we have a companion. Everyone suddenly turns in my direction. At first I stared in fear, but when the girl I met a few weeks ago winked at me, I knew that I just had to let myself go.
The next few hours are like a flicker in my head. I have little clear memory of it, but I do know that I was extremely submissive and weak to women's desires. They use some kind of magic on me that I can't describe.
It has now been two weeks since the strange incident and I still can't say whether it was just a dream or whether it really happened. But one thing has changed since then: At completely random times, I become incredibly aroused and just can't help but touch myself. To be honest, it feels like someone else is touching me. Without me being able to defend myself against it.
Today I had a really great idea: I wanted to pay her a surprise visit, but when I was just outside her house, I noticed that my entire body felt strange again. I became so aroused, so weak. I entered her house and made my way to her room and heard a quiet moan from her.
I opened the door and she was lying on the bed completely naked, riding some kind of sex doll. There was a picture of me on the face and I realized that when the doll penetrated her, it was actually me doing it.
Had she really made a voodoo doll of me? But before I could say a word, she looked at me and pressed her foot as hard as she could on the doll's head: I immediately fell to my knees and I couldn't talk anymore.
I was her slave. Her voodoo slave.
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Paul Hubbard
Be careful, Mistress Mia!
