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Bewitched and Denied
The candlelight flickers as my incantation curls through the air — ancient words, dark intent. You’re already under my spell, aren’t you? Bound by silk, breath shallow, cock twitching at the sight of my tight, purple corset. I dangle pleasure like a cursed jewel… close enough to see, too far to touch. My fingers glide over my curves, whispering promises only magic could make, then break. You’ll beg, you’ll ache, you’ll need release… but this witch does not grant wishes. Only suffering dressed as seduction.
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