Chapter 214: The Harem Witch Village
One after the other.
The bull fucked all the sisters.
Bridget only noticed what was happening once roughly half of the young sisters in the church had already been banged and turned into the Minotaur's perverted lovers. When Bridget finally looked around, took a five second pause from battling her older sister, she had now realized the mistake she had made.
The devil AKA the demon knight AKA Junk was in their home, and he was twisting the mind of all of her best pupils. All of a sudden. Bridget ceased trying to hit September and stepped back. She felt like she had lost. Meanwhile, the bull was fucking another young apprentice. The half of the ones that had banged him were either lying or crawling on the floor, desperately attempting to get closer to the Minotaur again.
Still lusting over him and his big dick. The other half of young witches, the ones who still hadn't been banged by him, were gathered all around him. Impatiently watching for their turn. Most of them even went as far as dropping their wands and their scepters on the floor, no longer needing their magical items for the time being now that the demon knight was willing to pleasure all of them, one by one.
Bridget desperately tried to stop them from wishing to be fucked by the demon knight next. She tried to pull them away from the beast, but they were no longer listening to her, for the most part. Some of them were confused. They didn't know if they should continue fighting for their Witch Queen. It was not that they no longer supported or believed in their Witch Queen, it was just that they couldn't resist what he had to offer. His manly and, at the same time, beastly smell filled the entire church and seduced them, one by one. Even if Bridget blamed them, she shouldn't because her students were not responsible for what they were feeling.
It wasn't their fault if they were being seduced by the beast in the witch village. The Minotaur was holding one of the petite students in his arms and was pumping her tight pussy with his monster of a cock. Pumping in and out of her at full speed while all the other witch apprentices watched.
Bridget was out of breath at this point. She couldn't keep her back straight. She was exhausted. So tired of fighting her sister and her friends.
September slowly walked behind her. Joining her sister on the outer rim of the gang-bang circle on the left side of the room in the church. Looking like she was desperate and that she had hit rock-bottom, September tried to make her feel a bit better and petted her back. Bridget didn't like that. Not one bit.
She didn't want her sister to touch her. To her, it was something that could no longer be done. Bridget still thought and believed that September betrayed her and turned evil. Something that wasn't exactly the truth. Bridget pushed September's hand away from her, stopping her, so she wouldn't be able to pet her back again. However, this didn't stop her. September placed her hand on her right shoulder this time. She petted it. This time, Bridget didn't push her hand aside. She allowed it.
"What do you want from me, Sept?" Bridget asked her.
"Peace. I want us to be together again. Real sisters."
"Look at what you have done. Your monster is molesting and raping all of my students. Is this your idea of peace?" She asked her.
"Well, not to tell you, you're wrong, little sis, but I don't know he is exactly raping your students, or molesting them for that matter. If you take a closer look, you'll discover that they are all enjoying it and waiting in line. They are impatiently waiting."
"No… This is not right… I don't want this…" She replied.
"But it looks like they do!" April suddenly sneaked up on them and responded to the current Witch Queen of the village.
"I wasn't talking to you…" Bridget told the elvish ranger.
"I don't care that you were not talking to me!" She replied.
"Hey, hey, hey, cut it out, you too. How about we face the facts here. All of your students, which were my students before I was forced to go into exile from the village in order to save my ass. But that's beside the point… The point is that they are enjoying themselves and that my demon knight, Junk, isn't doing anything wrong and is not hurting them. I believe that's what matters the most here. We are not enemies. Look at this: Junk is enjoying fucking our students, and they are enjoying getting smashed by him. Isn't it, not beautiful or what?" September attempted to reason with her sister.
"I personally believe that this is beautiful! Looking at all this action, I sort of wish Junk is still going to have some fuel left in him after he is done with all of them. I hope I am the next one after them," April blushed as she observed the scenery. She couldn't help it. Hearing all that meat smashing against the interior of their pussies and listening to all of these pure and sincere moaning was turning her on. April never could have enough of the Minotaur. More sex with Junk was always better. She could feel her vagina becoming wetter and creamier by the second as she continued watching the gang-bang.
"Sept. You won…" Bridget said as she lowered her head.
"Bridget?" September couldn't believe what she just heard.
"What?" April neither. Bridget finally admitted defeat.
"You heard me right. You successfully managed to re-infiltrate yourself in the village. You had your demon knight fucked me in my own bathroom while you came here without anyone knowing about it at first. And after that, as all of you were surrounded and mine, you played your trump card and had your beast fucking my students, turning them to your side. Somehow. However, what truly defeated me is your message of peace. I am tired of this. Everything was much, much easier when we were together and that Lord Monsoon wasn't around. I agree to your offer…"
"What? Seriously? Yes!" April suddenly began jumping up and down, causing her big tits to greatly jiggle with her.
"Bridget…" September said your name again, so happy.
"... I accept your offer under one condition…" Bridget finished her sentence. "... Beat me in a duel…" She revealed her condition to her.