A Witch's Punishment

"So you say, you had a succubus sleep with you whilst your wife was next to you in the very same bed?" The knight had to confirm the strange story he just heard.

"Yes, exactly. It was terrifying to say the least," the man said, sweating, his wife standing right next to him giving her husband the stink eye.

"But it's fine," his wife piped up. "The witch in the woods gave us a cure. A simple banishing powder, salt and dragon's blood she said."

"It's curious how she can banish them so easily," the knight replied. He had heard rumours about this town even when he was working at the King's Guard some months ago. Everyone found it odd how there were reports of the little she-demons in great numbers in such a small vicinity. The knight, Sir Silas of the Great Northern Kingdom, was unconvinced that this was some kind of natural occurrence. His friends back at the barracks were convinced it would be some kind of curse bestowed upon the town.

"Yes but she really is a blessing upon the town," the wife informed Silas, who was just passing through the town. He did not realise this was the succubi town he had heard about in the rumours.

Not all places were as fond of magic as this one was, and Silas took no issue with it either. He did find this succubus situation quite peculiar, though. As Sir Silas roamed the town, a natural extrovert, he spoke to many men and women alike. A fair few of them, too many to be a coincidence, had this issue with succubi seducing their men. The knight travelled through many lands, there were few places he had not explored. And never once in his journeys has he experienced such a high concentration of succubi.

What did the succubi want with this town? None of the men were particularly good looking, or smelled good for that matter. It'd be different if they were all gorgeous laying on beds of roses. Or rich, or powerful. Sailors, warriors, those types. But these were just ordinary men. Silas wasn't sure if succubi had standards but it made sense in his mind that they would.

The witch had been mentioned a number of times and the knight finally asked if the witch was charging them anything for the cure. And it was merely pennies worth, just enough to cover her materials really. But he followed the trail further, he wanted to meet this witch. This town's lord and saviour so to speak.

A young man led the knight to the woods, down the natural pathway and toward the witch's cottage. It was strangely picturesque, not what you'd picture to be a witch's home. There were potted plants lined up out the front. Flowers pouring out of them, like waterfalls. The house was bursting with nature. They were spilling out of the brim of every window.

The young man excused himself and Silas was left alone. Silas approached the door as the boy disappeared before knocking. The sound of glass and metal clinking and clanking was heard before a stumbling woman came to open the door.

Silas gazed down to see the witch. A rather young woman, with caramel coloured hair bleached from the sun flowing down her back at every angle. Her sun kissed skin and deep amber eyes didn't scream witch to the knight. But nevertheless this was her.

"Are you the witch?" He questioned.

The witch frowned up at Silas.

"Yes, how may I help you?" Her tone was wary, there were no knights in that village. He must be a traveller or a foreigner.

"I came to discuss the succubi problem the township seems to be having."

Her eyes widened at the sound of this. Regaining her composure, she motioned for the knight to enter.

"Oh, come in, come in. Yes, it's been a big issue for the town, they're everywhere these days but it's okay I've been helping every single one of them. It's a simple banishing spell really," the witch reassured.

She took a seat at a small wooden table in her main room, but the knight insisted on standing, to stretch his legs.

"You know in all my travels I have never seen so many afflicted men in one place."

Silas wanted to gauge the witch's reaction but she simply nodded almost as if she was agreeing with him. His eyebrows creased in the centre. She was a strange woman. Although, he couldn't help but notice the curves of her body beneath her thin dress. It had been months since he bedded a woman and she was not what he was expecting when he heard of her.

"Yes it's a strange occurrence, I only wish I could help more."

Silas left from his spot and began to walk around her small cottage. The witch watched him like a hawk.

"I didn't catch your name," he said.

"You didn't ask," she snapped back. "Lena."

He looked at her for a moment, "Silas," he offered his own name.

"Silas," Lena said, feeling his name in her mouth. She continued to watch him snoop, feeling powerless to do anything about this magnificent brute in her home. She bit her plump bottom lip as he got just too close to her things. She couldn't have him figuring it all out.

Lena stood up to distract him, anything to stop him, but it was too late. He found her book of shadows, open to the pages of summoning.

How to summon a succubus was right there. He picked the book up and brought it over to her, slamming it on the table.

"What is this?" He growled at her, making her reel back from him.

"It's just some light reading, I wouldn't look too deeply into it..." she tried but Silas was already convinced she'd been summoning the succubi. And she was. He loomed over her small body, his face pulled into a scowl. Lena stared back at him, attempting to feign innocence.

"Don't lie to me," he said, grabbing her thigh, and squeezing. "I can tell when witches lie."

"Oh?"

"Why would you do such a thing to a town that cares for you?"

As he glared at her she tried to find the right words, or the right lie. But it was no use and she split at the seams within moments.

"I just wanted to feel needed. I swear I just did a few but then they kept multiplying, I had that page open coz I was trying to work out how to reverse the spell..." she tried to explain.

An anger grew inside Silas that he didn't quite understand. At the depths of that anger laid a pure arousal he could not quell even if he tried. She seemed so small in comparison to him and that made it all so much worse.

"Even if that is true, you must be punished for your initial wrong doings," Silas finally said. Lena gasped at that and reeled back. Silas removed his sword belt and dropped it.

"What're you doing?" she gasped.

Silas didn't say a word he reached for her waist even as she kicked and screamed before throwing her over his shoulder.

"What're you doing?" She screeched again. "Please don't hurt me..."

"You said you wanted to feel needed, and I can't make any promises." Silas finished his statement off by giving Lena a rather hard slap to the ass.

Lena's mind was in disarray. It must have been a year since she had bedded a man. Here a man was, holding her over his shoulder, laying his hand against her round ass. The sting of his palm shot a bout of arousal right through her centre. She wanted him but there was no way she would admit it. The fire that brimmed in his eyes kindled a flame inside her body and woke her up.

"Where is your bedroom?" Silas demanded of her.

What was he planning on doing?

"You can just put me down, because there is no way--" Silas slapped her again, cutting off her speech. Lighting fired through her.

"You best tell me where it is. Or perhaps you'd prefer I took you outside exposed your rear to the forest?"

"Fine," she gasped. "It is through that door." Lena pointed at the only door in the cottage, besides the front door. Silas rubbed his hand over her behind as he carried her over to her room. He pushed the door open and dropped her onto the bed.

Without warning Silas came over Lena, ripping her dress right off her body. She was starkly naked. Her cheeks turned red in an instant as she realised how exposed she was.

"No undergarments, you should be ashamed of yourself."

Silas stirred in his trousers. He was hard as a rock before he even took her dress off and now there was no going back. He pulled his cock from his pants. Lena's eyes fixed in on his long hard member. Her gaze flickered back to his after a long moment passed. He stepped forward until his knees hit the bed and he could easily reach Lena.

"What're you going to do with that?" Lena teased him. In reality she wanted to fuck him. She needed it.

Silas grabbed her by the long hair and led her onto her knees. Her bed was low enough that she didn't even need to be on the ground to reach him comfortably.

He pushed his cock into her throat, choking her. He pulled out, and repeated himself over and over. The witch's eyes were watering, and the knight gazed down at her.

"Do you enjoy feeling needed?" He growled.

This was in direct contrast to how he wiped her tears away with the back of his hand. He was gentle with her despite everything and Lena was not only relaxed but aroused in his hold.

"Yes," she answered barely above a whisper before she slid her mouth back over his hard cock.

He continued to lead her, holding her hair in his tight grasp to control the pace of the experience. Once he decided she's had enough he pulled his cock out of her mouth. Silas reached down and picked Lena up. She was not used to being man handled in such a manner but before she could even protest he had already positioned her how he wanted. With her ass hanging over the side of the bed and her head down against the mattress.

"Remember, you must be punished for your actions," Silas said. A shiver passed through her body, what could he mean by that?

"I thought you just punished me?"

"No, I was showing you what it is to be needed. I'm going to punish you now, and it's going to hurt," he told her and she heard him removing his belt.

Lena felt fire go through her body as the first hit landed on her ass. It was like nothing she'd ever felt before. It came again, and again until she was gripping the sheets. Panting. The fire hurt but it also warmed her insides. She felt a wetness trickling down her inner thigh, which didn't go unnoticed by Silas. Up until this point her arousal had been somewhat mental, now her body was working against her. He grabbed her by the hips and spread her legs, wiping her wetness off her thigh with his fingers before he presented his hand to her.

"Is this what usually happens when you get punished?" He demanded.

"I wouldn't know, I've never been punished," she wanted her voice to come out snarky but it came out breathy and honest in her exhaustion.

Silas shoved his fingers in her mouth and demanded that she suck on them. Lena obliged him but within a moment she bit him, eliciting a long string of curses. She wouldn't let go and he pulled her hair back. She could just imagine his angry face behind her.

Silas positioned himself at Lena's entrance. He rubbed his cock up and down the length of her glistening slit. Lena's teeth sunk into her bottom lip as she tried to stop herself from moaning too loud. She didn't want to boost his ego needlessly.

"God," Lena mumbled. At that moment Silas pushed his thick length deep into her loins. She reeled lurched forward as she felt her body filled. Silas groaned and took Lena by the hips dragging her back against his cock. She could barely believe his size as she felt a pressure all the way up to her abdomen before she adjusted to it.

Lena settled into the rhythm as Silas fucked her, she matched him pushing her hips back with each thrust.

Silas was aggressive. He had so much pent up inside him and he was taking it out on her, pushing his fingers into her round hips as he drove himself harder and faster with every thrust.

Lena arched her back as she felt her body contracting around his thick cock. She couldn't hold back any longer as the pleasure that built up inside her was all too much. She screamed out to any deities that would listen to her cries of pleasure, gripping the sheets until her sun kissed knuckles turned white.

Satisfaction settled deep inside Lena's body. This was the last thing she was expecting when she woke up that morning.

Silas continued to slam his cock deep inside her. He was nowhere near finishing. He was enjoying himself far too much to let it be over so soon. Lena's mind spun in pleasure as she came down from her high but soon after her body rolled into a second orgasm against her will. Lena squeezed herself around his cock as her orgasm took over her body. Silas couldn't hold it any longer he picked up his pace and before finishing deep inside her.

Their breaths mixed in a cacophony of exhaustion. Silas dropped on top of Lena before rolling over and pulling her atop of him. She buried her face in his neck as satisfaction swelled inside her. She didn't realise how lonely she felt in the cottage until this moment. She gripped Silas like he was her lifeline.

In silence Silas lifted Lena and she pointed her bathroom out to him. He put her in the tub and helped clean her before slipping in behind her soon after.

They finished bathing and dried off. Silas dressed but Lena didn't bother. She walked him to the door naked. Silas bent down and buried his face in Lena's neck and shoulder. He nipped at her skin and new found arousal shot through her body.

"If I hear you are causing problems for the townsfolk again, I'll be back to punish you some more," he said.

Fear shot up Lena's spine but it was mixed with anticipation and arousal. She was not planning on causing any more issues, but now, now she wanted to.