The air was filled with tension. It seemed as if the fight would go on forever. The witch threw spell after spell but they all ricocheted off the walls without harming her opponent. He in turn used his strange technological weapons firing at her while he was giving his best to dodge her spells. Тhe two opponents were bathed in sweat from the enormous effort the fight required. Fatigue started slowing down their movements and reflexes but their determination was stronger then ever. The epic battle contntinued for hours untill a tyranium bullet hit the witch's medalion rendering her unconscious.

...

Ragnar was a professional witch hunter since his early 20s which meant that today was almost 25 years since he started practicing this dirty profession. The unconscious body of the witch was hanging over his shoulder. This hunt was one of his most successful. The trophy was one of the most powerful witches in the region - Agrona known mostly known as The Black Raven of Glavendale. During the last few decades she had earned that nickname with her disgusting doings but at this moment she was an unconscious body being carried by Ragnar like a bag of garbage.

At last Ragnar arrived at his laboratory. The door closed behind him as he left Agrona on the floor. Finally he could get some rest, but he knew he should be careful. The tiranium bullets were known to stun the witched for about 4 hours and 2 have already passed since their fight. While recovering from fatigue he enjoyed her beautiful body. Agrona "The Black Raven" although a witch was a beautiful woman and if we forget that she had not changed her looks for the last roughly 100 years it could be said she was really sexy - she was an old witch in a beutifu young body.

Ragnar was impatient. He has been hunting for Agrona almost 6 months. He was so obsessed with catching her that he even developed a new way to extract the magic from her essence. Actually in less then half an hour Agrona was supposed to experience the most humiliating and degrading magic extraction ever known. Ragnar had finished preparations for this extraction even before the hunt. Now all he had to do was remove her clothes and shackle her with the tyranium chains on the device developed by him. While doing so he had the possibility to enjoy the touch of her soft skin. Ragnar smiled to himself, he wasn't sorry at all that he had agreed on a deal with Desdemona - once the procedure was over Agrona was to be sold in slavery. Tomorrow the mighty witch was about to become a regular whore in Desdemona's whorehouse. Unfortunate fate. But Ragnar knew this was tomorrow, he had to concentrate on the extraction, so he doubled his efforts to chain the witch before she wokes up.

He managed to undress Agrona and chain her in less then 15 minutes. Agrona "The Black Raven of Glavendale" was now ready to become the first witch to experience Ragnar's invention. For this purpose she was chained to a pylon with tyranium shackles. There was one shackle for her neck and two shackles for her ankles which held her legs spread lifted way above her head exposing her cunt and ass - easy access for Ragnar's device. To ensure that she won't cast any spell in an attemtp to save herself her arms were chained with tyranium cuffs behind the pylon. Tyranium was one of the minerals known for its capability to hold back magic and spells with great success. This time The Black Raven was helpless. She was about to be a mere observer of her own downfall.

Ragnar put everything in motion turning the device on. The enormous phallus that was about to penetrate the witch's body was also made of tyranium and contained a special surprise for Agrona. Inch after inch the phallus rose from its original position. Ragnar woke Agrona up just in time - only a few seconds before the giant tyranium cock penetrated the entrance of her asshole. Agrona The Black Raven of Glavendale had enough time to understood completely her dire situation but she couldn't do anything else but scream. There was no way to resist to such cruel impalement. The phallus was enormous and if it wasn't for her magic powers it should have already ripped her asshole apart. Instead of that it continued sinking deeper and deeper into her. She could only watch as inch after inch of the torturing device was disappearing into her body.

Rage was building up in Agrona's mind. She knew that although painful the tyranium could not do anything longterm to her powers. One day when she was to free herself from those chains she would have been able to use her magic again and she would have her revenge. She would scream and whimper for a while from the torment waiting for her revenge.

What she didn't know was that Ragnar had thought of that possibility. The impaler reached it's final destination, the deepest part of her colon, and stopped. It was almost time for Ragnar's favourite part, but he wanted to do one last thing before continuing with second phase of his procedure. He took an awl. This was his special piercing device. Ofcourse it was made of tyranium. Ragnar pressed it firmly to her left breast just behind the nipple and mercilessly punctured through a big hole. He repeated the procedure with her other breast before going down to her exposed cunt. After he did the last hole just above her clitoris he took the tyranium rings he had prepared and put them in their place. It took less then a minute. Agrona now had her tits anc clitoris pierced. The tyranium metal was burning her skin from the inside. Drops of blood trickled from the holes in her skin.

Ragnar was satisfied listening to the groans of the mighty witch. It was time for second phase. He pulled a lever and a special hot liquid started filling the enormous phallus buried in the witch's asshole. After a while the fluid erupted from the head of tha phallus and started defiling the deepest parts of Agrona's body. This was the surprise that Ragnar had prepared. The liquid was a solution of a few magical plants and a rare drug and it immediately started doing what it was supposed to do. The very next second it started leaking into her body the witch went into a state of wild orgasm. This orgasmic state caused a chain reaction. On one side it activated the other magical proporties of the solution which on their side prolonged the orgasm creating the perfect conditions for magical extraction. As a result of the constant orgasm Agrona did not have any control of the magical abilities which were almost dorment due to the tyranium chains. Her powers started violently reacting with the molecules of the liquid creating new molecules. She was receiving magical enema. As the pressure inside her intestines built up the liquid devouring the deepest parts of her body started gushing out of her asshole with slight glow because it was bringing with itself the very molecules which once were the source of magic for Agnora.

The violent magical reaction in her body continued. Agnora's muscles spasmed once again for the tenth orgasm in a row. This time she also started squirting from her cunt. The urine like liquid was also glowing. Her magic was beeing dissolved by the strange solution which was now continously being injected deep in her bowels. The tyranium impalement and the drug caused orgasm had stripped the witch of the ability to contain magic and her body was rejecting it and splashing it away. Agnora was a helpless observer of the magic beeing drained from her asshole and cunt. She couldn't do anything different from moaning and having another orgasm.

Being a powerful witch, Agnora was kept in that position for almost 3 hours - Ragnar stopped the device only after the liquid gushing out of her stopped glowing. Agnora The Black Raven was now completely drained of her magic. Her abilities were now transformed into a glowing liquid collected in the container under the phallus between her legs. The whole ordeal transformed Tha black Raven of Glavedale into Agnora - moaning pathetic whore anally impaled in the laboratory of a witch hunter.

...

Desdemona knocked on the door. No response. She knocked again. The door opened and Ragnar appeared.

"Is she ready?" she asked

"Yes" the witch hunter replied

"So I can take her then?"

"Yes you can, but there is a small defect I should warn you about"

"Maybe it's better to show you" Ragnar moved away from the door inviting Desdemona in.

Desdemona followed the witch hunter into the laboratory. Inside of it, there was a young black haired woman chained to a pylon in shameful position with her legs up. Ragnar went closer to the woman and slapped her pierced cunt. As a result the girl moaned from the pain and her asshole prolapsed obscenely.

"This is something that happened after the procedure" Ragnar explained.

"Oh, dear" Desdemona laughed "This is not a deffect." Desdemona's fingers started playing with the prolapsed asshole in front of her. "Don't worry. On the countrary it will be an asset for me. With such a loose hole she can offer a lot of pleasent experiences for my clients. I might even impale this sweet prolapsed fuck hole of hers for tomorrow's festival." Desdemona smiled happily. "Shall we seal the deal?"

...

One hour later Agrona exited the lair of the witch hunter on her fours, being pulled on a leash by an old woman - owner of a famous whorehouse. The rather sudden transformation had broken her spirit, so she didn't even question Desdemona orders when Desdemona told her to roll naked in the mud in front of Ragnar's laboratory. The tyranium piercing still burnt her skin and her asshole was stuffed with something. Now she had to follow her new owner.

"Give me, darling, is it true that yesterday you were a mighty witch?" they have made only a few steps on the muddy road when Desdemona turned and asked.

Agrona did not respond. Only a few silent tears ran on her cheeks.

"I thought so" Desdemona pulled the leash and they continued their journey.

Agnora The Black Raven of Glavendale was about to walk leashed like dog almost through the whole city towards her new home - Desdemona's whorehouse.