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HEXANNA: MAGICALLY DELICIOUS

By Dark One

"Hello-ooo," the pop princess said, a look of disgust on her too pretty face. "Witch-anna."

"That's Hexanna, Diva," Hexanna said, suppressing her supreme irritation. She agreed to protect Diva as a favor to the police chief. She was new to Delta City, and needed both the reputation boost and the money being paid by the promoter to protect the less than darling pop diva called, aptly, Diva. "My name is Hexanna. I would appreciate it if you could get it right at least once."

"Whatever," Diva said, waving her perfectly manicured hand dismissively. "But it's time to go on stage, and you're holding up the show. So stop strutting around in your stripper clothes and do your magic thingie so I can do my singing thingie and go somewhere way better than boring Delta City."

The exotic bronze-skinned beauty from Brazil locked dark, dark eyes on the beautiful blonde and tried to convince herself she shouldn't curse her with a big old wart on the end of her perfect little nose. The thought made her smile, but she couldn't really do it. That would be an evil act, and she was firmly on the side of Good. So she sucked it up and nodded.

After all, it wasn't the first time she'd been belittled for her brief attire. But super heroines got used to that. Besides, her black bikini top covered her enticingly large and firm 44DDs rather demurely by super heroine standards, and the dangling loincloth covered her at least as much as most bikini bottoms. At least her pubic mound was covered. Though, she would admit the stiletto heeled sandals, that crisscrossed up almost to her knees, would make any stripper proud. But the prissy little pop tartlet also was wearing, and actually danced in, her own five inch stilettos, so who was she to judge?

"I am ready," Hexanna said. "Everyone, be very quiet."

She closed her eyes and lifted her staff. Hexanna felt the magic flowing through her, from the staff, reaching out in all directions. She cast out toward the audience, searching for feelings of ill will. Looking for weapons. Nothing found.

Relaxing, she smiled at Diva and said, "It is safe."

"How delicious!" Lady Delicious cooed as she stepped through a side door. The infamous villainess wore a black face mask, a black bikini and back stiletto pumps. A dozen black clad and masked goons followed her. "The witchy woman doesn't see a threat to dear little Diva."

"Lady Delicious! What are you doing here?" Hexanna cried.

"Something naughty, I'm sure," Lady Delicious said. "Take her down, boys."

Three black clad goons charged Hexanna, and another three charged Diva. The other six goons split up evenly, to take out the bodyguards and rent-a-cops present. Diva and her backup singers and dancers screamed like school girls and pretty much stood in place and had panic attacks. One and all were too consumed with their personal situation to worry about anyone else, so the three goons easily seized Diva within seconds.

"Unhand her, you miscreants!"

"Miscreants?" Lady Delicious said, amused. "You've been hanging around those goody-goodies Ms Americana and Flag Girl too much. They're teaching you bad habits and manners."

Hexanna ignored Lady Delicious. She centered herself and held her magical staff out toward Diva and the three men holding her. She chanted a quick cantrip, and all three men yelped and jumped back from Diva. But before she could finish the job, the three goons charging her arrived.

"Dogs, and sons of dogs," Hexanna said, dodging left even as she swung her staff at head height. All three men were struck up side the head. It wasn't a hard, bone crushing strike, but it stunned them enough to make them stop and shake their heads. It was enough. Hexanna concentrated and pointed her staff at the three goons. A bolt of electricity shot out and engulfed the three. They cried out and collapsed. "Take that!"

Hexanna called out to the spirits, holding her staff high in both hands. Eyes closed, she concentrated on the spell. She ignored the cries of fear and dismay from all around. Even Diva's group really didn't think she could do anything with her magic. Few people really believed in magic, despite the evidence before their eyes in the form or super heroes and such. Not to mention witches and shamans. But believers or not, her magic would take them all down if they crossed her!

A powerful wind, slowly growing stronger, began to swirl around in the room. Small objects were lifted and hurled by her magic as well, all taken up in her magical cyclone.

"Kneel to the power of the staff or perish!" Hexanna called, her rich voice booming with magically enhanced authority.

Diva was the first to drop to her knees. Lady Delicious was backing away, a look of shock on her beautiful face. Her goons were backing toward the door they'd entered.

"No!" a female's voice cried from behind Diva. "Get her, girls!"

Half a dozen of Diva's own dancers jumped the beautiful blonde pop princess. Diva was dragged off her knees to her back, where scantily clad dancers kicked and clawed at her.

Hexanna was so startled by the unexpected betrayal of Diva, she lost her concentration and the spell dissipated quickly. But she wasn't concerned with the lost spell, and all the magical energy, the Mana, she'd lost doing it. She just stared open-mouthed at the rage and vehemence of Diva's much maligned and abused dancers.

"What are you doing" Hexanna cried. "She's Diva! America's Sweetheart! She's your boss!"

"And we hate this backbiting, arrogant bitch!" one of them cried. "She deserves whatever happens to her!"

The threat had changed. Hexanna now had to strike down dancers, who had lost their minds and were attacking her famous charge. Part of her understood their anger and rage, for she'd only known Diva two hours and wanted to throttle her. But it was her duty to protect Diva from anyone wanting to harm or kidnap her.

Hexanna closed her eyes and raised her shaft. She got the first two words of her spell out when one of Lady Delicious' goons tackled her. The staff went one way and Hexanna went the other. She was driven hard into the floor. Her breath exploded out with the impact, leaving her gasping and clawing frantically at the floor.

Realizing she was in grave danger, Hexanna tried to crawl way.

"Not so fast, Hexanna," Lady Delicious cooed.

One of her goons seized Hexanna's left ankle and started dragging her toward the villainess. Lady Delicious' eyes danced with wicked glee as she watched Diva's magical protector being dragged her way.

Three goons jumped Hexanna when she was dumped at Lady Delicious' feet. One grabbed her long black hair, while the other two each seized an arm. Hexanna was lifted up and presented to Lady Delicious.

"You won't get away with this, Lady Delicious!" Hexanna growled, dark eyes flashing.

"How delicious! The delightfully delicious witch is threatening me!" Lady Delicious said, caressing her soft bronze cheeks adorningly. She produced a small knife, and sliced through the bikini top between Hexanna's massive mammaries. All eyes turned to the spectacular set of 44DDs that jounced nakedly before their eyes. "Talk about delicious! She's almost as well endowed as Ms Americana! What delicious fun we'll have tonight, boys! Tie her up good, and bring her along."

A red ball-gag was stuffed into Hexanna's mouth, and strapped down securely. Gagged, Hexanna realized she was truly captured. All of her spells had to be spoken. She was utterly helpless and at Lady Delicious' less than gentle mercy.

"I want every delicious young thing here brought with us. Dancers included, though I am grateful to them for saving us and allowing us to capture Hexanna and the most delicious Diva," Lady Delicious said.

To her horror, Hexanna was forced to follow Lady Delicious to a waiting panel truck. Diva, speechless and numb with shock, docilely followed as well. Her rebellious dancers bawked and squawk, but were quickly herded to the panel truck as well. At the truck all of Lady Delicious' goons picked up chloroform pads and pressed them to their faces. Hexanna alone was not chloroformed unconscious.

Once on the way, Hexanna discovered the reason she wasn't gassed. The goons wanted to have some fun and retribution. Hexanna was quickly dragged to the front, to a small clear space. They forced her to kneel before Lady Delicious, so the villainess could look her prize over.

"Such a deliciously exotic looking girl," Lady Delicious purred, eyes a-twinkle with lustful glee. She produced a pair of scissors and snapped the strings running front to back, over Hexanna's shapely, well-rounded hips, and holding Hexanna's loincloth up. That loincloth fell to the floor, revealing her bikini waxed and close-cropped black pubic mound.

"Mmmpphhhh!" Hexanna cried through the rubber ball-gag.

She struggled, but Lady Delicious' goons held her tight as the villainess began to lovingly caress her large tits. She rolled the large dark nipples between her delicate fingers, pinching and caressing them, even raking her long nails across the rubbery flesh, until Hexanna's nipples were highly sensitive and engorged. Hexanna was stunned by the speed and skill in which Lady Delicious aroused her nipples and her body.

"Delicious," the villainess laughed. "She looks quite shocked by her sexual response to my touch. I guess she didn't realize she was a lesbian."

The goons all laughed as Hexanna struggled more fiercely and Lady Delicious lowered her full, red lips to one of those tingling nipples. The sexual tingle spread from Hexanna's nipples, down to her pussy. Within seconds of Lady Delicious sucking in her nipple she felt her twat start to moisten and tingle. In no time Lady Delicious had her noisily panting through her nose as she writhed helplessly. No one had ever handled her tits better, had made her cunt ache so thoroughly, with just their hands, lips and tongue on her tits.

Then Lady Delicious's right hand dropped low.

"Mmmmm!" Hexanna groaned.

Lady Delicious' hand proved as talented as her lips and tongue. She caressed the labia until Hexanna was sopping wet, then a single long-nailed finger slipped past the pussy lips. Hexanna tensed, and held her breath a long moment as that finger explored her most intimate place. And just as she feared, Lady Delicious' finger moved unerringly toward her clitoris.

"Mmmmm," Hexanna moaned. "Aaammmmm!"

Lady Delicious had a way of flicking her clit with the tip of her long nail that drove her crazy. She quickly had Hexanna frantic, bucking and writhing uncontrollable, but no matter what Hexanna did, Lady Delicious' finger never wavered or missed or lost the clit.

Spirits save me! Hexanna thought in awe and shock. I'm cumming!

And cum she did. It was a slow starter, but quickly built up steam until she felt that climax from her toes to the end of her long black hair. It was the most powerful orgasm she'd ever experienced. And it wasn't some ten second orgasm, but lasted a good two minutes.

"I think she's ready for you, boys," Lady Delicious said.

One of the goons unzipped and moved up behind Hexanna. Her belly was still quivering from the orgasm. She barely understood where she was at the moment, much less what was about to happen. So Hexanna screamed into her ball-gag when the man mounted her from behind.

Lady Delicious' expert masturbation of her pussy had left her sopping wet. Her own cum was dripping down her long satiny inner thighs. She was so well lubricated the goon with the eight inch dick slid right into her with no resistance, and rammed it all the way home on the first stroke.

"Ahhhnnnph!"

"I think she likes this as well," the goon laughed. "What a wanton slut!"

While he was fucking her pussy, another goon started playing with her massive tits. He wasn't as talented as Lady Delicious, but she was already aroused. Between the two of them Hexanna was soon panting through her nose again and starting to buck. That rush to climax was building deep in her belly, and she lost control of it a moment later.

The men laughed and high-fived each other when not fifteen seconds later she had a third orgasm. And another. Hexanna had seven orgasms before the goon shot his wad and pulled out, leaving her spent on the floor of the panel truck, shapely bronze ass sticking up in the air.

The other goons were all but fighting each other to be next. She was rolled on to her back, and a goon straddled her waist. He pulled out his erect penis and started rubbing her tits with it. While he was amusing himself, another goon mounted her twat behind him. She found herself being double-teamed in a way she hadn't counted on.

Weak and already aroused, Hexanna was unable to fight the pleasure they were forcing upon her exhausted body. Lady Delicious laughed when the first goon grabbed her 44DDs and pressed them together, trapping his cock within their silky clutches. He started titty fucking her with wild abandon. She watched his face in morbid fascination, having never seen a man more caught up in carnal pleasure. All the while his cohort was plugging away in her pussy, whipping her into a frenzy again.

This time when she climaxed, the titty fucker got too excited and popped his load. The initial shot spewed across her face, then follow up spurts creamed her globular tits with sticky, slimy cum. He then used his semi-erect dick to smear the cum all over his mountainous tits.

"Ah, too bad, boys, we're home," Lady Delicious said. "The rest of you will have to wait until all of the girls are secured inside."

The panel truck stopped, then backed up to a large bay door. The door was opened and Hexanna saw a large warehouse beyond. On one side were stacked coffin-sized crates.

Hexanna was taken on wobbly legs to a steel ring in the wall. She was forced to kneel by the ring and a dog collar was placed around her slender neck. They fastened her collar to that ring. Then she watched as they removed Diva and her dancers one by one from the panel truck. The girls were all still unconscious from the chloroform.

Each girl was bound tightly, ball-gagged and given an injection before being placed in a crate. Then the crate was nailed shut. They were all very business like, until they came to Diva herself. The pop princess was quickly stripped and laid out spread eagle on the concrete floor. Lady Delicious was the first to sample her unconscious, but still enticing charms. Then the men lined up and quickly gang-banged the super star known as America's Sweetheart. Like Hexanna, she was titty fucked repeatedly, having a great rack, pussy fucked, and even anal fucked by three men. Then still dripping with cum, Diva was given her injection to keep her asleep a long time, and crated.

While her men gang-banged Diva, Lady Delicious got on the phone and found buyers for all the captured women. Diva, of course, already had a buyer before Lady Delicious moved on her. From what Hexanna heard, they were getting a cool twenty million for the pop tartlet. The other girls were quickly sold, and money changed hands electronically, and shipping labels were affixed to their crates. Some were going to other white slavers, but most were headed to brothels in third world countries with a taste for pretty American girls.

Hexanna was taken away before the express delivery trucks started to arrive. Lady Delicious had other plans for her. So she was taken to a back room and forced to kneel. Moments later Lady Delicious arrived with Hexanna's magical staff. Hexanna's eyes lit up at the sight of her object of power, her most powerful talisman.

"Tell me, Hexanna, how to I make this staff obey my commands," Lady Delicious said.

"Mmphfff."

"Remove the gag," Lady Delicious said.

To her surprise and delight, Hexanna was ungagged. She never expected such a stroke of luck to befall her. Obviously Lady Delicious truly knew nothing about her or her staff.

"What about Diva and her dancers?" Hexanna asked first, most to limber up her mouth and tongue after being so brutally gagged. Her words were coming out slurred, and her magic needed precise enunciation to work. "They're all still here, right?"

"Some are," Lady Delicious said. "Diva is gone, and some of the others."

"They'll all be gone before we finish with you," one of the goons snarled. "Now shut up and answer the Lady's question, bitch."

"What do you want to know?"

"Teach me to use magic, to use this staff, and I won't sell you to your enemies," Lady Delicious purred. "That absolutely delicious white slaver, Dragon Queen, has offered one hundred thousand for you. I haven't given her an answer yet."

The mention of Dragon Queen elicited a gasp from Hexanna. The worst fate possible was for that horrible woman to get her white slaving hands on her. She would do wicked things to her body, then send her to the orient, to some sleazy Thai brothel in Bangkok or something. The thought sent a chill coursing down her spine.

"Ok, I'll teach you," Hexanna said, trying to hide a tiny smile of triumph.

Hexanna knew she only had one chance. If she failed to get them all then she'd be beaten, raped and sold to Dragon Queen. So she begins the chant without preamble.

They didn't realize what was happening at first, and by the time they figured out she was casting a spell it was too late. Hexanna summoned the spirits of the staff. She set them upon Lady Delicious and her goons. In less than a minute gossamer spirits were holding a struggling and frantic Lady Delicious and her goons.

"Oh, our fortunes have turned, have they not, Lady Delicious," Hexanna said smugly as a spirit freed her wrists of the handcuffs. Rubbing her sore wrists, Hexanna spared a moment to gloat over Lady Delicious. The ten goons in the room was held helpless, and looked frightened. More frightened than Lady Delicious, who mostly looked infuriated.

"I warned you that you wouldn't get away with this, Lady Delicious," Hexanna said. She scooped up a handful of cum out of her cleavage and flung it in Lady Delicious' upturned face. "Now you will receive the reward you truly deserve! Jail time!"

When Lady Delicious and the goons refused to say where Diva and the dancers were being shipped, Hexanna decided she was going to have to use magic. It would be tough, because she had very little Mana left, and she was physically and emotionally exhausted. Magic wasn't easy to cast, and dangerous if a spell went wrong. If she wasn't absolutely certain Diva and the others had to be saved before they left the country she wouldn't have even tried to wield any more magic.

Taking her staff in both hands, Hexanna stood before Lady Delicious and centered herself. She had to read the villainess's mind. Lady Delicious was strong willed, so would be hard to read. Hexanna would have to break through her iron will first.

Taking a deep, steadying breath, Hexanna began chanting her spell. Soon Lady Delicious gasped and stiffened. And the battle was on. As the seconds turned into minutes, Hexanna feared she didn't have enough strength or Mana to get it done. Diva and her dancers would be lost, perhaps forever. But that thought steeled her resolve and gave her extra strength to finally push through Lady Delicious' mental "wall."

"Bitch!" Lady Delicious gasped, then turned hateful eyes on the Brazilian sorceress. "You will be mine, Hexanna, and then I will teach you a lesson!"

That "lesson" flashed through Lady Delicious' mind. So it flashed through Hexanna's mind as well. It was so violent, so terrifyingly sexual, Hexanna stammered, lost her concentration and frantically tried to regain control. But it was too late, and her pathetic attempt to regain control totally ripped through the spirit realm.

The spirits that were holding Lady Delicious and her goons all suddenly screamed in pain. Hexanna cried out in fear and cowered against the wall, holding the staff before her protectively.

"Forgive me! Forgive me, O Great Spirits!" she cried, eyes wide in fear. She "saw" the evil look all the spirits turned on her. Then they released their charges and started toward her. "I didn't mean to hurt you. It was Lady Delicious' faults. Punish her! Please noooooooo!"

Hexanna was seized by the spirits. They dragged her to her knees. Then, spiritually, they began to punish her. Massive gossamer cocks appeared. One was shoved up her tight asshole, forcing a soulful wail from the beautiful sorceress. Another gossamer cock was promptly shoved down her throat, cutting off her wail. Then a third spirit cock was rammed into her already aching cunt. Spirits fucked every orifice of her shapely body, with way too big cocks, while another spirit stimulated her clitoris in a way and with an intensity even Lady Delicious couldn't match, and another pair of vindictive spirits attacked her dangling 44DDs.

Lady Delicious and her goons watched in rapt awe for the next three hours as the vengeful spirits fucked the Brazilian sorceress stupid. They fucked her unconscious, then woke her up and fucked her into la-la land again and again and again.

When the spirits were finished with Hexanna, the sorceress collapsed at Lady Delicious' feet. The villainess squatted next to Hexanna and seized her long, silky black hair. Lifting her head, she forced Hexanna to look up at her. Hexanna was barely coherent, but Lady Delicious knew she understood.

"You're right, my delicious morsel. I'm am getting my just desserts. You!" she said, laughing at Hexanna's look of horror. Then a look of exhausted defeat filled Hexanna's face. "When you wake, we're going to have a delicious time. I'm not going to sell you right away, but rest assured, I will sell you to Dragon Queen."

THE END