The Love of Ladies Behind Locked Doors

"Well, well, well, my dear Katnappe," purred Wuya, her green eyes glinting with an unspoken promise as she lounged in her velvet throne, the dark red sash of her dress accentuating the curve of her ample cleavage. "You've done such a... 'purr-fect' job for me, haven't you?"

Katnappe, dressed in her signature black latex catsuit, took a graceful step forward, the light glinting off her metal claws. "You said I could have anything I wanted," she said, her voice a mix of excitement and suspicion. "Is it gold? Diamonds? Maybe a lifetime supply of the most exotic catnip?"

Wuya's smile grew more predatory, her fangs peeking out from beneath her dark red lips. "Oh, I know exactly what you want, my little kitten," she said, her voice a seductive whisper that seemed to stroke Katnappe's ears. "But I think I'll keep that information to myself for now. After all, anticipation is part of the pleasure, isn't it?"

Katnappe's curiosity was piqued, and she couldn't help but feel a shiver of excitement run down her spine. "Fine," she said, a smirk forming on her full lips. "But you better not disappoint me."

"I never disappoint," Wuya replied, her tone cool and confident. "But tell me, Katnappe, have you ever indulged in the kind of luxury that doesn't come in the form of material possessions?"

The blonde teen tilted her head to the side, the cat-like motion making her look all the more alluring. "What do you mean?"

"I'm talking about the kind of luxury," said Wuya, her eyes traveling over Katnappe's body with an intensity that made the latter feel both exposed and desired, "that comes from the touch of another. The kind that makes your body sing with pleasure and your mind melt into pure, unadulterated bliss."

Katnappe's heart began to race, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I don't know what you're getting at," she said, her voice betraying a hint of nervousness.

"Ah, but I think you do," said Wuya, standing up and gliding over to her. "You see, I've noticed the way you move, the way you hold yourself. There's a hunger in you, a craving for something more than just material things. And I, being the gracious witch that I am, have decided to offer you a taste of true opulence."

"And what's that?" Katnappe asked, her breath hitching as Wuya's hand brushed against her cheek, sending a jolt of electricity through her.

Wuya leaned in close, her breath warm against Katnappe's ear. "A night with me," she murmured, her voice a siren's song. "A night of passion and pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. A night where I'll show you what it means to be truly pampered, to have every inch of your body worshipped and adored."

Katnappe swallowed hard, her eyes wide. "But... I-I've never done anything like that," she stuttered.

Wuya chuckled, the sound as smooth as silk. "Don't worry, my dear," she said, her thumb tracing a line along Katnappe's lower lip. "I'll be gentle. After all, I'm quite experienced in the art of seduction."

"But what about the others?" Katnappe asked, her voice barely a whisper. "What will they think?"

"Let them think what they will," said Wuya dismissively. "Tonight, it's just you and me. And tomorrow, when you wake up feeling more alive than you ever have, you'll realize that this is the kind of wealth that no one can ever take away from you."

Katnappe's body was a whirlwind of sensations, her mind racing with both excitement and fear. But as she looked into those hypnotic green eyes, she found herself unable to resist. "Okay," she murmured, her voice barely audible. "I'll do it."

Wuya's smile grew wider, her fangs gleaming in the dim light of the chamber. "Excellent," she purred, her hand sliding down to Katnappe's waist, pulling her closer. "I promise you, you'll purr for more."

With a flick of her wrist, a shimmering portal opened before them, and she whispered an incantation that sent them hurtling through the air. The world around them blurred, and in an instant, they found themselves in the opulent embrace of Wuya's bedroom. The walls were draped in velvet the color of a midnight sky, and the air was thick with the scent of jasmine and sandalwood. A massive four-poster bed, swathed in silken sheets that matched the fabric of Wuya's dress, took up the center of the room, looking like a decadent cloud ready to envelop them in its softness.

As soon as their feet touched the plush carpet, Wuya's magic snaked around Katnappe, stripping her of her catsuit as if it were made of water. The fabric slithered away, leaving her bare and vulnerable before the witch's hungry gaze. Her breasts bobbed free, the cool air teasing her erect nipples, and her black underwear clung to her hips, a stark contrast to her pale skin.

"Now, now," cooed Wuya, her eyes raking over Katnappe's almost naked body, "let's not be shy." With a flick of her fingers, the offending fabric disappeared, leaving the blonde girl trembling in her nakedness. The sensation of the carpet beneath her bare feet was strange and exhilarating, the softness of the floor a stark contrast to the hardened exterior she usually presented.

Wuya's hand, now warm and solid, pushed against her back, guiding her towards the inviting bed. "Lie down," she ordered, her voice a velvet command that Katnappe found impossible to resist. She complied, her legs wobbly with a mix of fear and anticipation as she settled onto the plush mattress. The silk sheets slithered against her skin like a living thing, sending goosebumps up her arms and making her gasp.

"Relax," Wuya murmured, her breath a warm caress against Katnappe's cheek. "I'm going to show you just how 'purr-fect' a night in the lair of a witch can be."

Katnappe's heart hammered in her chest as she felt the weight of the witch's body pressing down on her, the warmth of her flesh a stark contrast to the coolness of the room. Wuya's hands began to explore her body, starting at her neck, tracing a path down to her breasts, where they paused to tease the sensitive peaks. The sensation was unlike anything Katnappe had ever felt before—it was as if the witch's very touch could set her on fire.

"You're so beautiful," whispered Wuya, her fangs grazing the skin of Katnappe's neck. "Your body is a canvas just begging to be painted with pleasure." Her hands continued to roam, sliding over the curve of Katnappe's stomach, down to the apex of her thighs, where she found the blonde's sex already slick with arousal. "And so eager," she chuckled, her voice low and throaty.

Katnappe couldn't find the words to respond—her mind was a whirlwind of sensations, each more intense than the last. She felt the tip of one of Wuya's claws tease her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her that made her arch off the bed. The witch's touch was both gentle and firm, a masterful dance of seduction that had Katnappe's body singing a symphony of need.

"You like that, don't you?" Wuya purred, her eyes alight with a predatory glint. "Just wait, there's so much more to come." And with that, she leaned in, her lips capturing Katnappe's in a kiss that was at once tender and demanding, her tongue slipping between the younger girl's teeth to claim her mouth. Katnappe moaned into the kiss, her body responding to the witch's touch in a way she had never experienced before.

"Tell me, kitten," Wuya murmured, pulling away slightly to gaze at Katnappe's flushed face. "Has anyone ever touched you like this?"

Katnappe's breath came in pants, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "N-no," she managed to get out, her voice shaking. "It's... it's so... intense."

"Mmm, I thought so," said Wuya, her smile wicked. "But we're just getting started."

Her hand slid up to cup one of Katnappe's small C-cup breasts, her thumb flicking over the tight bud of a nipple. The sensation was like nothing Katnappe had ever felt—it was as if every nerve ending in her body had suddenly come alive, begging for more.

"But..." Katnappe began, her voice trembling. "But you said..."

"I said I'd be gentle," Wuya reminded her, her voice a low purr. "And I will be. But I also said I'd give you a taste of true luxury. And that's exactly what you're getting."

Her other hand joined the first, each one giving the same exquisite attention to the other breast. Katnappe's back arched as she felt the witch's hot breath against her skin, her teeth grazing the sensitive flesh of her neck.

"But... my... my virginity," she stuttered out, the word sounding foreign and somehow less important than it had before.

"Fear not, my sweet," said Wuya, her eyes never leaving Katnappe's. "I'm not going to take that from you. Not yet. But I will show you the kind of pleasure that awaits you when the time is right."

With that, she leaned down, her mouth closing over one of the pert nipples. Katnappe's eyes flew open, a sound that was half gasp, half moan escaping her as the witch's tongue swirled around the sensitive peak. The sensation was so intense that she could feel it all the way down to her toes, her legs quivering with need.

"Oh," she breathed, her hands reaching up to thread through the witch's hair. "Oh, god, that feels..."

Wuya chuckled around the flesh in her mouth, the vibration sending a shiver of pleasure through Katnappe's body. "Good," she murmured, switching to the other breast. "Very good."

The witch's tongue danced across her skin, licking and sucking, teasing and soothing, until Katnappe was a writhing mess beneath her. Her hips began to move of their own accord, seeking the friction she craved but didn't fully understand.

"Wuya," she whispered, her voice ragged. "What are you doing to me?"

"Just what you asked for," the witch replied, her voice muffled against Katnappe's skin. "Pleasure. Pure, unbridled pleasure."

And with that, she slid down, her kisses leaving a trail of fire down the younger girl's body. She reached the apex of Katnappe's thighs, her nose flaring at the sweet scent of arousal. She took her time, her lips brushing against the soft mound before she finally allowed her tongue to dip into the folds, tasting the sweetness that lay within.

Katnappe's eyes rolled back in her head, a keening cry escaping her lips as the witch's mouth worked its magic. It was as if a dam had broken inside her, releasing a flood of sensation that threatened to drown her.

"You taste like heaven," Wuya murmured, her voice a vibration that only added to the pleasure. "So sweet and innocent."

Her tongue continued to dance, exploring and teasing, until Katnappe was bucking against her, desperate for more. The witch's fingers slid up her thighs, her nails scraping lightly against the sensitive flesh, making her shiver.

"Please," she begged, not even sure what she was asking for. "Please, don't stop."

Wuya looked up, her eyes dark with desire. "Your wish is my command," she said, her voice a sultry whisper. "But remember, I'm in control tonight. You're in my realm now, and you'll experience pleasure like never before."

Katnappe could only nod, her eyes glazed with need. "I-I trust you," she stuttered, her voice barely above a breath.

With a wicked smile, Wuya returned her attention to the blonde's trembling body, her tongue once again flicking out to taste the sweetness that lay before her. She licked and kissed, her movements becoming more deliberate as she felt Katnappe's body tense. The teenager's breaths grew shorter, her whimpers more desperate, until finally, she was panting, her hips rising to meet the witch's mouth.

"Wu-Wuya," she gasped, her hands fisting in the sheets. "I-I think I'm going to..."

"Come for me, my love," urged Wuya, her tongue flicking faster. "Let it all go."

And with that, Katnappe did. She came hard, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over her, a cry of pure ecstasy tearing from her throat. Her juices flooded into Wuya's mouth, and the witch lapped them up greedily, savoring every drop.

Once the tremors had subsided, Wuya pulled back, her lips glistening with Katnappe's nectar. "Magnificent," she said, her eyes gleaming. "But we're not done yet."

With a flick of her wrist, the dress that had been clinging to her own body fell away, revealing her naked form. Her skin was flawless, her breasts large and heavy, her nipples dark and erect. Her hips curved gently, leading down to a neatly trimmed patch of fiery red hair.

Katnappe's eyes widened at the sight of the naked witch, her own body still pulsing with the aftershocks of her climax. "W-what now?" she asked, her voice shaky.

Wuya's grin grew wider. "Now, my dear," she said, her hand sliding up to trace the line of Katnappe's jaw, "now, it's my turn to indulge."

Her mouth descended once more, this time capturing Katnappe's in a kiss that was deep and possessive. The younger girl melted into it, her body responding instinctively to the witch's touch. Their tongues danced together, exploring and tasting, until Katnappe felt as if she were drowning in a sea of sensation.

Breaking the kiss, Wuya leaned back, her eyes never leaving Katnappe's. "You're so beautiful," she said, her voice filled with awe. "So responsive. I can't wait to see what else your body has to offer."

Her hand slid down, her fingertips gliding over the blonde's still-sensitive breasts before moving lower, her thumb teasing the swollen bud of Katnappe's clit as she slid two fingers into the slick heat of her sex.

"W-Wuya," Katnappe gasped, her hips bucking involuntarily.

"Shh," soothed the witch, her voice low and calming. "Let it happen. Just feel."

And as her hand moved in a slow, steady rhythm, Katnappe did just that. She felt every sensation, every spark of pleasure that the witch's touch brought forth. It was as if she were being reborn into a world of sensation, her body singing a new and exquisite song.

Wuya watched her closely, her own desire growing with every moan that fell from Katnappe's lips. "You're doing so well," she murmured, her eyes hooded. "Just keep riding the wave, kitten."

And ride it she did, until she was once again on the brink of the precipice, her body tightening like a coiled spring. "Wuya," she screamed, her back arching off the bed as a second orgasm ripped through her, even more intense than the first.

The witch's smile was one of pure triumph as she pulled her hand away, licking her fingers clean of the girl's juices. "See?" she said, her voice smug. "I told you it would be 'purr-fect'."

"I-I can't believe it," panted Katnappe, her eyes glazed with pleasure. "It's... it's like nothing I've ever felt before."

"And that's just the beginning," said Wuya, her voice a low, seductive growl. "Now, let me show you what it's like to have your pussy grind against another."

Before Katnappe could process what she was saying, Wuya had straddled her, her curvy hips nestling between the blonde's shapely legs. The heat of the witch's sex against hers was almost unbearable, setting her nerves alight once again.

"Is this...?" she began, but her question was cut off as Wuya began to move, grinding her pussy down against Katnappe's in a rhythm that was slow and deliberate at first.

"Mmhmm," the witch purred, her eyes never leaving the younger girl's face. "It's called tribbing, my love. And it's going to feel so good, you'll think you've died and gone to kitty heaven."

Katnappe's hands slid up to grip Wuya's waist, pulling her closer as the witch began to speed up. The friction was exquisite, their breasts bouncing with every movement, the soft flesh slapping together in a symphony of pleasure.

"Oh, god," Katnappe moaned, her head thrown back. "It's... it's too much."

"Is it?" asked Wuya, her voice a challenge. "Or is it just enough?"

Their hips moved faster, the sound of their skin meeting echoing in the room. Katnappe could feel the beginnings of another climax building, the tension coiling tightly in her belly.

"Tell me, kitten," Wuya whispered, her breath hot against Katnappe's ear. "Do you like having another woman's pussy against yours?"

"Y-yes," she gasped, her body moving of its own accord to meet the witch's. "I-it feels so..."

"Good," Wuya supplied, her voice smug. "So good, isn't it?"

Katnappe could only nod, lost in the sensation. She had never felt so alive, so wanted, so desired.

Their movements grew frenzied, their bodies moving as one, their breaths coming in gasps and pants. The air was thick with the scent of their arousal, the only sounds in the room the slap of skin and the occasional mewl of pleasure.

"I'm going to come," Katnappe moaned, her nails digging into the witch's back. "Oh, fuck, I'm going to come."

"Come for me, my sweet," urged Wuya, her own body shaking with the effort of holding back. "Come all over my pussy."

And with that, Katnappe did, her body spasming with the force of her orgasm. The pleasure was so intense it was almost painful, her juices mixing with Wuya's, creating a slickness that only served to enhance the friction between them.

But the witch wasn't done yet. She leaned down, capturing the blonde's mouth in a bruising kiss, her hips still moving, still grinding against the younger girl's.

"Again," she whispered, her eyes burning with green fire. "I want to feel you come again."

And so Katnappe did, her body responding to the witch's command, her orgasm building once more until she was a writhing mess beneath her.

Wuya's own climax hit her like a tidal wave, her body going rigid before she collapsed against Katnappe, panting heavily.

For a moment, there was only silence, the two of them lost in the aftermath of their passion.

"Wow," Katnappe finally managed to say, her voice a breathless whisper. "That was..."

"Everything you ever wanted?" Wuya supplied, her voice smug.

"Yeah," she replied, her cheeks flushing. "It was."

The witch chuckled, her eyes glinting with amusement. "And we still have all night."

With a wiggle of her hips, the eight-inch black dildo popped out from between her pussy, the rest of it still hidden within her depths. It was as dark as the night sky, smooth as silk, and glistening with her own desire.

"What... what is that?" Katnappe's voice was a mix of surprise and trepidation as she stared at the magical object.

"It's a little something I picked up on one of my travels," said Wuya with a smirk. "A tool for those who wish to experience new forms of pleasure. And tonight, my dear, I'm going to introduce you to one of its many uses."

"W-what are you going to do with it?" Katnappe's eyes were wide, her body trembling with anticipation.

"Oh, you'll see," said Wuya, her hand caressing the shaft of the dildo with a knowing smile. "But first, I need to make sure you're ready for it."

With that, she slithered back down Katnappe's body, her tongue tracing a wet path down to her pussy once again. She lapped and kissed, her teeth grazing the sensitive flesh, until Katnappe was panting and begging for more.

"Please, Wuya," she moaned. "I need you to fuck me. I need it so badly."

Wuya chuckled, her eyes dark with lust. "Your wish is my command, my love," she murmured before sliding the dildo inside herself once more. It was a sight that had Katnappe's eyes widening with amazement and a touch of trepidation.

The witch positioned herself over the blonde, her pussy hovering above her face. "Lick it," she instructed, her voice a velvety purr. "Taste yourself on me."

Katnappe obeyed, her tongue tentatively touching the slick surface of the toy. The taste was faintly musky, but it only served to heighten her arousal.

"Good," praised Wuya, her hips rocking gently. "Now, let's see if you can handle this." She moves her hips in between Katnappe's again.

Slowly, she began to push the dildo into Katnappe, her eyes never leaving the girl's face. The initial stretch was tight, making the teen gasp, but the lubrication from their earlier play made it easier than she had feared.

"Wuya," she moaned as the dildo filled her, the feeling of fullness unlike anything she had ever experienced.

"Relax, kitten," the witch whispered, her hand stroking Katnappe's hair. "I'll go slow."

The blonde nodded, her body adjusting to the new sensation. It was strange, but it also felt... right. As if she had been waiting for this moment without even knowing it.

Wuya began to move, her hips rolling in a seductive dance that sent the dildo deeper with every thrust. Katnappe could feel the toy brushing against her inner walls, the pressure building with each movement.

"How does it feel?" the witch asked, her voice tight with her own need.

"I-it's... intense," Katnappe managed to get out, her eyes squeezed shut.

"And it's about to get even more so," said Wuya with a wicked smile.

With a flick of her wrist, she cast another spell, and the dildo grew, stretching her own walls to accommodate its increased girth. The sensation was incredible, making her moan with pleasure.

Katnappe felt the toy stretching her, filling her completely. She had never felt so... taken. It was a feeling that both terrified and excited her.

"Are you okay?" asked Wuya, genuine concern in her voice.

Katnappe nodded, her voice a whimper. "Yes. It... it feels... amazing."

Encouraged, the witch picked up her pace, her movements becoming more forceful. The dildo slammed into her, the sound of their bodies meeting echoing through the room.

"Wuya," Katnappe cried out, her voice a mix of surprise and arousal as the dildo grew, pushing against her maidenhood.

"Ready, kitten?" the witch asked, her eyes alight with a fiery passion.

"Y-yes," the teenager stuttered, her breath hitching as she felt the tip of the toy breach her. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced, a sudden sharpness that gave way to a feeling of fullness that seemed to stretch her very soul.

Wuya leaned in close, her voice a whisper against Katnappe's ear. "Just let it happen, love. I'll take care of you."

The blonde nodded, her body taut with anticipation. And as the witch began to move again, she felt a pressure build inside of her, a coil of need that grew tighter with every stroke.

"Oh, fuck," she moaned, her nails digging into the silk sheets. "It's... it's too much."

Wuya's only response was a low chuckle, the sound of pure pleasure. "It's never too much, darling," she said, her hips moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm that had Katnappe's eyes rolling back in her head. "You're doing so well."

The dildo slid in and out of her with an almost unbearable ease, the sensation of being filled by something so large and powerful driving her closer and closer to the edge of sanity.

"I'm going to cum," she screamed, her body arching off the bed.

"Good girl," murmured Wuya, her eyes locked on Katnappe's face. "Cum for me."

And cum she did, her body shaking with the intensity of it, her virginity lost to the witch's magical device. The pleasure was so intense it was almost painful, waves of ecstasy crashing over her like a storm-tossed sea.

But even as she rode the crest of her climax, the witch didn't stop. She kept moving, her body a symphony of sensation as the dildo plunged deeper and deeper.

"Wuya, please," Katnappe begged, her voice hoarse with need. "I can't take it."

"You can," said the witch, her voice firm. "You will. You're so beautiful, Katnappe, so perfect."

The blonde's eyes flew open, staring into the emerald depths above her. She didn't understand how this could be happening, but she felt alive, more alive than ever before. The pain had given way to pleasure, a pleasure so intense it was like nothing she had ever felt.

"Oh, Wuya," she panted, her voice shaking as the witch's hips continued to move, the dildo sliding in and out of her with a newfound ease. "It feels... it feels..."

"Mmm, yes, it feels like pure ecstasy, doesn't it?" Wuya's voice was a low growl, her eyes never leaving the rapturous expression on Katnappe's face. "You're so tight, so wet for me."

"I-I never knew," Katnappe gasped, her body convulsing around the magical toy. "It's... it's amazing."

Wuya leaned down to capture Katnappe's lips in a kiss that was as fierce as it was tender, her hips never ceasing their rhythmic dance. "That's because you've never been with someone who truly knows how to appreciate you," she murmured against the younger girl's mouth, her voice thick with passion. "But now, you're mine. And I'll show you everything you've been missing."

Katnappe's eyes fluttered closed, her body responding to the witch's words and touch. She felt the dildo press deeper, the sensation of it filling her completely, touching places she didn't know existed. And with every thrust, she could feel something building, a pressure that grew and grew until she was sure she would burst.

"Wuya, I'm going to cum," she warned, her voice a desperate whine.

"Then do it, kitten," Wuya urged, her eyes gleaming with triumph. "Let it all out."

Katnappe's eyes rolled back in her head as she did just that, her body shuddering with the power of her orgasm. The force of it was like nothing she had ever felt before, as if her very soul was being shattered and reborn in the crucible of pleasure. Her pussy clenched around the dildo, the muscles contracting in waves that seemed to go on forever.

Wuya's own orgasm hit her like a bolt of lightning, her back arching, her head thrown back, and her eyes squeezed shut as her clear, almost ethereal cum shot through the dildo and deep into Katnappe. The sensation of the witch's release inside her was like a warm flood, filling her in a way that was both strange and incredibly intimate.

"Fuck, yes," Katnappe whispered, her nails digging into the witch's thighs as she felt the warmth of the other woman's climax inside her. "Don't stop, Wuya, please don't stop."

The witch's eyes snapped open, her pupils dilated with lust. "As if I could," she panted, her hips moving faster, her pussy contracting around the dildo, pushing it deeper into the blonde's body with every pulse of her orgasm. "You feel so good, so tight, so wet."

"Wu... Wuya," Katnappe moaned, her body trembling beneath the witch's. "What's happening to me?"

"You're being claimed," Wuya said, her voice a low growl. "By me. And it's only the beginning."

With a final, powerful thrust, the witch pulled out the dildo, leaving Katnappe's pussy gaping and slick with their combined juices. Before she could even catch her breath, Wuya had flipped her onto her stomach, her hands firm on her hips, the toy still slick with her own release.

"What are you doing?" Katnappe's voice was muffled by the pillow, her cheeks burning with embarrassment and arousal.

"Turning the page," Wuya replied, her tone dark and seductive. "To a chapter you never knew you needed."

Without warning, the dildo was at her ass, the coolness of it making her jump. "Relax," the witch soothed, her hand smoothing over Katnappe's back. "I'll be gentle."

The blonde took a deep breath, feeling the pressure build again as the tip of the toy began to press against her tight hole. "Wu... ya," she whined, her voice breaking. "It's... it's too much."

"It's never too much," the witch assured her, her voice a purr of reassurance. "Trust me."

Katnappe took a deep breath and let it out slowly, her body going lax as she felt the dildo begin to slide into her ass. The sensation was strange, but not unpleasant, a feeling of being filled that was entirely new and utterly overwhelming.

"Fuck," she gasped as the toy breached her, the suddenness of it making her eyes water. "Wuya, it hurts."

"Only for a moment," the witch whispered, her hand stroking her back. "Just breathe."

Katnappe's body tensed as she felt the blunt head of the dildo nudge against her tight ring, and she let out a surprised gasp when it pushed past the resistance, filling her in a way she had never before experienced. "Wu... ya," she panted, her voice a mix of pain and pleasure.

"You're doing so well, my sweet," Wuya murmured, her voice thick with arousal. "Just keep breathing, and let your body adjust to the new sensation."

Katnappe's breath came in ragged gasps as the witch began to move the toy in and out of her, the slow, deliberate strokes stretching her more with each thrust. "Oh, fuck," she whimpered, her nails digging into the bed, her body shaking with the effort to stay still.

"Look at you," Wuya said, her eyes dark with lust as she watched the toy disappear into Katnappe's ass, slick and glistening. "You're taking it like a champ. So eager for more, aren't you?"

The blonde nodded, her voice muffled by the pillow. "Yes," she managed to say. "More."

Wuya chuckled, the sound sending a shiver down Katnappe's spine. "Greedy little thing," she said, her voice teasing. "But I'll give you what you want."

With a sudden increase in speed, the witch slammed the dildo deep into the blonde's ass, her clear cum spurting out the other end, coating the toy and pooling on the sheets beneath them. The sensation was so intense, so foreign, that Katnappe could do nothing but cry out, her body jerking with every thrust.

"That's it," Wuya encouraged, her hips moving in a blur. "Cum for me, Katnappe. Let me feel it."

The blonde's orgasm took her by surprise, her body clenching around the dildo as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. She could feel the warmth of the witch's release inside her, a sensation that only added to her own climax.

"Oh, yes," Wuya moaned, her grip on Katnappe's hips tightening. "So beautiful."

As the last of her climax faded away, Katnappe collapsed onto the bed, her body a trembling mess of pleasure and exhaustion. "What... what was that?" she asked, her voice weak.

Wuya leaned down to kiss her neck, her teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. "That," she murmured, "was just the beginning."

"I... I can't," Katnappe protested, her body feeling like it was on fire. "I can't take anymore."

Wuya's only response was a low chuckle, the sound of pure, unadulterated desire. "Oh, but you can, my pet," she said, her hand sliding down to rub the blonde's clit. "You can take so much more."

And with that, she began to fuck her again, the dildo moving in and out of her ass with a rhythm that was both brutal and exquisite. "Take it," she demanded, her voice a siren's call that Katnappe couldn't resist. "Take it all."

Katnappe's eyes rolled back in her head, her moans turning to screams as the witch fucked her without mercy. Her body felt like it was being torn apart and put back together, piece by piece, until she was nothing but a vessel for the other woman's pleasure.

"Wu... ya," she whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's... it's too much."

"Not yet," the witch said, her eyes never leaving the blonde's. "Not yet."

Katnappe felt herself slipping away, the world around her fading to black. Her body was a mass of sensation, her mind lost in the haze of pleasure and pain.

"Cum for me," Wuya growled, her hand moving faster. "Cum for your mistress."

And with that final command, Katnappe's body gave in, her orgasm so intense it was like a white-hot blade slicing through her very being. She screamed, her body arching off the bed, her pussy clenching around nothing as she was filled and emptied over and over again by the relentless dildo.

Wuya's own climax hit her like a tidal wave, her eyes rolling back in her head as she came, her clear fluid spurting out of the toy and splattering on the bed. "Yes," she hissed, her nails digging into Katnappe's skin. "That's it, my love."

But even as she felt herself slipping away, the witch's relentless assault on her senses didn't stop. The dildo continued to plunge into her ass, the sensation of fullness and the burn of the intrusion only adding to the symphony of pleasure that was threatening to consume her. "Wu... ya," she moaned, her voice barely audible. "I... I can't."

Wuya's eyes narrowed, her grip on Katnappe's hips tightening. "You can," she insisted, her voice a low, seductive growl. "You're mine, now. And I won't stop until you're completely spent."

Katnappe's body trembled beneath her, the blonde's eyes glazed over with pleasure as she fought to stay conscious. "But... I can't," she whimpered, her voice barely above a murmur.

"Oh, but you can," Wuya assured her, her breath hot against Katnappe's ear. "You're so close, my love. Just a little more."

Katnappe's body was a tapestry of sensation, each thread pulled taut by the witch's relentless ministrations. She felt the world spinning around her, the edges of reality blurring into a haze of pleasure so intense she could barely breathe. "Wu... ya," she panted, her voice a desperate plea.

"Cum for me, my love," Wuya whispered, her breath a hot brand against Katnappe's neck. "Give in to the pleasure."

Katnappe's eyes rolled back in her head, her body a canvas of sensations too intense to comprehend. "Wu... ya," she gasped, her voice fading as the last of her resistance crumbled.

"That's it," Wuya purred, her movements slowing, savoring the feel of the blonde's quivering body beneath her. "You're mine now, my sweet kitten."