HANSEL AND GRETEL

Feature Writer: Amandablonde

Feature Title: Hansel and Gretel

Published: 30.09.2021

Story Codes: Rape, Incest, Snuff, Cannibalism

Synopsis: Two children wander into an enchanted forest and are lured into the home of a witch who plans to molest, torture and eat at least one of them. In a twist to the fairy tale the male child and the witch turn the tables on his sister and all ends happily for Hansel and the witch. I can’t say the same for Gretel.

Hansel and Gretel

Chapter One

Hansel and Gretel were good children. Ten year old Hansel was kind and protective of his eight year old sister. They always followed their parents’ instructions, including and especially never to venture alone into the forest which began hard by their isolated rural home. So it was strangely out of character for the two children to disobey their parents and venture into the sombre and forbidding forest. It was probably the rabbit which lured them in. The rabbit ran up to them as they played in the garden and appeared to be tempting them to run after it.

The children did just that, running laughing after the rabbit into the woods. It only took a few minutes. The children ran deeper into the forest after the rabbit until it disappeared into the gloom. Then, when they tried to retrace their steps to return home it seemed that everything looked different. They were not on any path and they had not been paying attention in their excitement. Vainly they searched for a way out. They wandered for hours. The forest grew darker and more forbidding. At last, exhausted, they entered a small clearing and dropped down together to rest. They were soon in a deep sleep.

It was early morning when they awoke. The forest was silent. There was no sound at all. No birdsong or even the rustling of insects. Hansel was ravenously hungry and Gretel was thirsty as well. They found a small stream of water from which to drink but could find nothing in the forest to eat. Not even any mushrooms or berries. It was then that Hansel gave a shout. He spied a stick of candy in the ground on the edge of the clearing. He pulled it out, eating it ravenously, but remembering to share a little with his sister. Then it was Gretel’s turn to shout.

A feint path led away from the clearing and Gretel had seen another stick of candy. She ran to it, picking it up and sharing it with Hansel. Then they spied a third stick of candy, then another and then another. The happy children ran from one to the next, eating everyone they found. Then Hansel smelled smoke and saw a wisp of it coming through the forest canopy.

They walked towards it and soon found themselves in a larger clearing. In the middle of the clearing stood the strangest house that the children had ever seen. It appeared to be made of gingerbread, except for the brick chimney from which billowed the smoke Hansel had seen. Hansel crept up to the house and broke off a piece of awning. He bit into it. It was indeed gingerbread. He beckoned Gretel forward and she followed his lead, breaking off a piece of the house and eating it. They were so engrossed in the magic of the place that they did not see the door of the house open slowly and an old crone slip out behind them.

The old woman was very ugly with warts on her face and tangled red hair. She was dressed in rags. She seized the children each by one arm and dragged them inside the house, shutting and locking the door behind them. In the gloom of the interior the old hag examined the children, as they protested and shivered in fear. The old woman cackled in glee.

“Well, what have we here. Two thieves I think. Should I kill you both and eat you now?”

She turned and gazed at a cauldron which hung over a fire in the hearth with something bubbling inside. Hansel and Gretel cried out in terror. The old woman cackled again.

“Well, perhaps not yet. You girl, will be my servant.”

She took Gretel by one arm and tied her to a post in the middle of the room. Then she turned to Hansel, grinning, showing her toothless mouth.

“And you boy, I have other plans for you!”

She seized Hansel by his arm and pulled him into her bedroom. The old crone shut the bedroom door and looked closely at Hansel. She demanded his name and age.

“Hmmm, young but perhaps not too young,” she grunted.

She pulled down Hansel’s shorts and underpants despite his protests and knelt down, examining his penis and testicles.

“Too thin, too small,” she muttered, “But I can make them grow I think”.

She cackled with an evil laugh and locked the bedroom door as she left, returning to the main room to interrogate Gretel.

Chapter Two

It transpired that the old crone was in fact a witch, who had been placed under a curse by a rival. She was bitter and cruel as a result. She treated Gretel especially harshly, making her work hard in the kitchen cooking and cleaning the house. She was only allowed out of the house to work in the garden, and was there tethered by a long rope to a tree to prevent her escape.

The witch, whose name was Agatha, treated Hansel better. He was fed very well on vegetables from the cottage garden and on smoked meat which Agatha brought up from the cellar and had Gretel put into the cauldron to make a hearty broth or stew. Hansel was employed chopping wood for the fire. Agatha threatened to kill Gretel if Hansel tried to escape, which was enough to make sure that Hansel made no such attempt. Indeed, if either of the children did manage to escape the witch, where would they go? The forest was a wilderness with no clear way out, and no people ever visited the cottage, or came anywhere near it.

As the months passed, Hansel grew big and strong from his exercise chopping wood and the rich food he ate. Agatha also gave him a potion to drink each night, which she said was for his health. It was in a way. It was a secret potion to accelerate Hansel’s puberty. And it seemed to be working. Hansel’s testicles started to drop and his penis grow in size in proportion to his rapidly growing body. Agatha inspected him each night, making little grunts of satisfaction at his progress.

While poor Gretel was forced to sleep in the kitchen by the fire, with nothing for company but a wooden dildo which Agatha gave her as a toy, the witch insisted that Hansel sleep naked with her in her bed. At first, Hansel found this repellent as Agatha smelled bad and she was so ugly. Over time, however, he came to quite enjoy it.

Agatha whispered sex stories to him while she stroked his growing cock and balls. Her hands were dry and calloused but Agatha kept a bowl of lard by the bed and smeared it on Hansel’s cock as a lubricant as she masturbated him. Agatha told Hansel stories of demons gang raping little girls in Hell and fathers raping their daughters. Her stories grew more and more perverse over time. He found that his cock grew hard while Agatha masturbated him and it felt good. He was still too immature to ejaculate, but Agatha was bringing him ever closer to that moment.

Agatha also made Hansel watch as she masturbated herself. She lay atop the bed with her legs spread and her hands smeared with lard, or holding a wooden dildo like the one she had given Gretel. Agatha spoke her sex stories aloud as she masturbated, and encouraged Hansel to memorize some and speak them back to her as she pleasured herself. Her snatch was hairy and unattractive but Agatha still drew Hansel’s hand to her clit and made him rub it as she moaned and writhed on the bed, until she came in a bucking, perverse frenzy.

As time passed, Agatha trained Hansel to maintain an erection for a prolonged period, even though he could not yet ejaculate. This gave Agatha the opportunity to ride Hansel’s cock, bringing herself to orgasm that way. Once she had succeeded in cumming this way, it became their standard nocturnal activity. Hansel was becoming the sex slave of the witch, and the truth was he had grown to like it! Despite her stench and ugliness, Agatha was delightfully evil and perverted and the appeal of that perversion was drawing the boy into its web.

Meanwhile Agatha began working on Gretel in her own subtle way. She encouraged the girl to play with the thin wooden dildo she had given her. She rubbed it on the girl’s face, her arms and legs. She slid it up Gretel’s upper thighs under her dress and rubbed it between her legs on her crotch. Agatha did not go so far as to rub it over Gretel’s clitoris or vulva but she encouraged her to do so herself when she was alone.

Agatha told Gretel that she could touch her private parts with the dildo in secret and push it up inside herself but she must never allow Hansel or herself to see her doing this, or she would be severely punished. This served two evil purposes for Agatha. First, it encouraged the girl to begin masturbating with the dildo, and so corrupt herself. Secondly, and more importantly, it provided the pretext for the sexual punishment of Gretel when she was discovered masturbating, as Agatha planned she would be in good time.

Chapter Three

The magical event occurred on Hansel’s eleventh birthday, after he and Gretel had been in captivity for seven months. Agatha had fed Hansel a big meal of stew and home cooked bread, and Gretel had been permitted to make him a small cake, which he ate. Agatha gave Hansel a mug of beer to drink as her birthday treat to him, not telling him that it contained an especially strong dose of puberty accelerant. Hansel downed the drink in three gulps and banged his mug on the wooden table. He laughed and Agatha gave him a toothless grin: “time for bed children” she said. She directed Gretel to her place by the fire and led Hansel into her bedroom, closing and bolting the door.

The ugly witch was feeling especially horny this night. She tore at Hansel’s simple clothes, making him naked in moments. Then she tore off her own filthy rags and stood before Hansel, displaying her scrawny body with its dry, pock marked skin. Still, Agatha ran her bony hands over her drooping breasts and fingered her snatch as she looked on the boy’s handsome, muscular figure.

She pushed Hansel down onto her bed and dove between his legs, taking his now sizeable young cock into her toothless mouth. The old hag worked on Hansel’s cock with her lips and tongue, sucking it and licking it, while she murmured incantations that Hansel did not understand. His cock felt wonderful however and it was soon rock hard. The old crone continued to suck determinedly on his cock, and the harder it got and the more it throbbed, the harder the witch worked on it. She took the boy’s cock deep into her throat and used her throat muscles to massage it as her calloused hands caressed his balls.

After some minutes of this determined sucking Hansel felt a strange sensation grow in him, that he had never felt before. It felt like the urge to urinate, only different. Hansel looked down on Agatha’s head buried between his thighs.

“Agatha, I feel like I am going to pee!” she said.

At this Agatha cackled in delight as she took her mouth off the boy’s cock. She quickly smeared her hands with lard and began to masturbate him furiously with both hands as she gazed up into his face and spoke magical incantations in a low guttural voice that was laced with evil. Agatha held Hansel’s cock directly in front of her face as Hansel approached his first ever orgasm. Her hands were flying up and down his shaft as the boy tensed, shook and began to shudder. Then Hansel came in a geyser of cum that splattered all over the witch’s face, coated her hands and run down her torso to her crotch. Agatha cackled in delight as she bathed in the boy cum and Hansel’s cock continued to coat her as long thick ropes of cum that splattered onto her face and body as his body shivered in unholy pleasure.

Something like electricity shot through the air between the two. Agatha’s whole body shimmered and became indistinct. The outlines of her body moved and wavered as a deep boom shook the room. Hansel stared in disbelief and shock. The woman now standing before him was completely transformed. She was no longer the ugly old witch that Hansel had come to know. She was now the most stunningly beautiful woman that Hansel had ever seen.

She had long gleaming red hair, a voluptuous figure, large perfect breasts and wide, welcoming hips. Her legs were long and shapely and her pussy bald and pink, like that of a young girl. Tattooed around her vulva was a demonic face with its mouth forming the lips of her pussy. Her own face was perfect, and as she smiled at Hansel the woman showed a clean set of pearly white teeth. The woman displayed the tattoo for Hansel, running her fingers over it, smiling. As Hansel stared at it, it morphed into a tattoo of a screaming child, then back again.

Hansel was speechless. He sat and stared at the woman. It was she who spoke first, in a voice like liquid honey.

“The curse has been lifted. I am free! Your semen has released me Hansel. I and my master are in your debt. You will be well rewarded. I am Agnes reborn from Agatha, made anew and more powerful than ever. I feel my magical powers grow within me. I feel my lust rise within me. Your young body has saved me and made me young and beautiful again!”

Agnes turned on her tip toes, displaying her perfect body for Hansel, then she came to him and took him in her arms. He felt his cock get hard again. Agnes felt it too and laughed a rich warm laugh. She pushed Hansel back onto the bed once more and mounted him, slipping his hard cock onto her vagina, through the mouth of the demon tattoo. Her cunt was warm and moist. Agnes slowly rode the boy’s cock, her arms lifted in exultation as she chanted praises to her demonic master. Her face was beaming in pleasure and delight. Agnes continued to ride Hansel for a full hour, and he remained hard the entire time. Finally with a cry of adulation Agnes came, and Hansel felt a second orgasm drawn from him as a warm feeling of absolute delight swept through his body. The pair collapsed on the bed exhausted, and fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter Four

When Hansel awoke the next morning he was delighted to find that his cock had fully grown to man sized proportions.

Agnes woke and petted and stroked it, then began to lovingly suck and kiss it. Agnes also showed Hansel how to fuck her pussy and anus. Hansel loved it and Agnes enthusiastically encouraged him, both verbally and with her body. They spent most of that day sucking and fucking in all Agnes’ holes. In the following days they likewise spent most of the time having sex. Hansel was quickly addicted to Agnes and longed constantly for the next time he could plunge his big new cock into her pussy, her ass and her throat.

It was perhaps a week later that they awoke in each other’s arms and heard noises coming from the main room. Agnes crept to the door and opened it a crack, peeping though. Gretel lay naked in front of the embers of the previous night’s fire, her legs spread and her hands pushing into herself the dildo Agatha had given her as a toy. Gretel was moaning as she pushed the slender wooden dildo several inches into her immature vagina. She had apparently broken her hymen as a little blood was visible on her bald vulva. The girl had evidently seen and heard Agnes and Hansel having sex over recent days and was experimenting herself.

Agnes turned to Hansel, smiling and beckoned him to come to the door to watch. She put her fingers to her lips so he would be quiet. He crept naked to the slightly opened door and peered over Agnes’ shoulder. Agnes reached out and stroked Hansel’s cock as they both watched through the crack. Agnes whispered to Hansel that Agatha had given the dildo to Gretel with a warning that she would be punished if caught using it to masturbate.

“I think now is the time to discover this slutty behavior,” she whispered with an evil grin.

Agnes tiptoed silently to a box by her bed and opened the lid, fossicking in it, until she found what she wanted. It was a double ended strap on made of steel and leather. Agnes slipped one end into her vagina and fastened the leather belt around her waist. The other end stood out proudly. The steel shaft was covered in bumps and studs that looked as if they would be quite painful, even to a mature woman.

Agnes beckoned Hansel to follow her and she silently opened to door to the main room. Gretel had her eyes closed as she masturbated with the dildo. Agnes crept out to stand immediately in front of Gretel, the steel shaft of her strap on jutting out in front of her beautiful naked body. She silently beckoned Hansel to stand by Gretel’s head. He crept naked to take up his position. Then Agnes spoke in a hard and sharp voice.

“Now what do we have here. A little slut playing with herself I see!”

Gretel’s eyes flew open and she gasped in surprise.

“You know the rule little slut. You were not to be discovered pleasuring yourself with that dildo. Do you not remember?”

Gretel bit her lip and nodded.

“I’m sorry. I just wanted to be like you.”

“Sorry? Be like me? You will never be like me little slut! Now you must be punished!”

As Agnes took a step towards Gretel she screamed and attempted to get up, the dildo still buried in her vagina.

“Hold her Hansel!” Agnes commanded.

Hansel felt a pang of remorse from his natural protective instincts for his little sister, but in a moment his lust and addiction for Agnes kicked in and he put his strong hands on Gretel’s shoulders, forcing her back onto the floor.

As if reading his mind, Agnes grinned an evil grin

“Good boy Hansel. Now hold her fast for me as I show you how to rape your sister. Watch closely!” she said quietly.

Agnes moved between Gretel’s legs and tossed the wooden dildo aside. Gretel screamed and struggled as she watched the huge steel shaft bearing down on her tiny cunny. Hansel held her shoulders to the floor forcefully, his eyes blazing in lust as he caught Agnes’ bright green eyes in his gaze and was drawn into her web of evil perversion. Agnes smiled at Hansel and guided the steel shaft to the opening to Gretel’s tiny cunt. Then, with the shaft pressed against the opening, Agnes pulled open Gretel’s pussy lips with her elegant fingers. Then with a cat like snarl Agnes thrust forward, as Gretel bucked and screamed at the top of her voice.

Agnes slowly forced the studded steel shaft as far as it would go into the child’s cunt, right up to her cervix, as Gretel involuntarily shuddered and shook as she continued to scream at the top of her lungs. Agnes adjusted the leather belt so that the metal buckle was at the front, pressing against her own clitoris, and that of Gretel as well. Then she withdrew almost all the way and plunged violently forward once again, drawing more screams and struggles from the child. Hansel watched, his cock hard and throbbing. At Agnes’ direction, he put his knees on Gretel’s shoulders to hold her down and to free up his hands. Then he began rubbing his hard cock over his little sister’s face.

Agnes now began raping Gretel with long, slow, determined strokes of the steel strap on, drawing pleasure from the metal buckle rubbing on her clit. Gretel quietened somewhat, now feeling the buckle rub against her own clit, as well as the pain of the studs on the shaft prising open her tight cunt. Agnes suggested that Hansel put his cock into his sister’s mouth, warning the girl that she would strangle her if she bit her brother. Gretel quivered in fear and pain as Hansel forced open her mouth and pushed his throbbing cock inside, thrusting down into her throat, holding it there a moment and then withdrawing to allow Gretel to breathe. Agnes was impressed.

“Good boy, well done!” she murmured quietly.

Gradually, Agnes and Hansel picked up their pace, plunging into the child with alternate strokes. Her body quivered and shook under them as they used her like a piece of meat, gazing lustfully into each other’s eyes. Hansel was the first to cum, crying out in pleasure as he shot his load down his sister’s throat. Agnes took longer, perhaps ten minutes longer. Gretel had lapsed into a semi conscious stupor and Hansel wiped his slimy cock on her hair. He then put his hands back onto Gretel’s shoulders and lent forwards, kissing Agnes passionately. Eventually Agnes threw back her head in a silent scream of pleasure, her body bucking and shuddering for several minutes. Slowly her orgasm subsided. She pulled the steel shaft out of the child’s body and rose, beckoning Hansel with a wagging finger to follow her back into the bedroom. The evil women had some celebratory sex in mind while they left Gretel broken and unconscious in the hearth.

Once in the privacy of her bedroom Agnes took Hansel in her mouth and licked him clean.

“Did you enjoy what we did with Gretel?” she asked.

“Yeah I loved it.”

“Good boy. Well from now on I am going to make sure that you get to rape her every day.”

A wave of lust swept over Hansel. He dragged Agnes onto her bed and lept on her, forcing his cock into her cunt and fucking her violently. Agnes squealed in delight and bucked back hard against Hansel’s thrusts, urging him on to fuck her harder and more savagely.

Chapter Five

Gretel recovered from her first violent rape by Agnes and Hansel. Agnes introduced new rules to ensure that Hansel enjoyed his little sister from now on to the maximum. Agnes forbade Gretel from wearing any clothes inside the house. She wrote the words “Rape Slut” on her belly in indelible ink with an arrow pointing towards her bald cunny. Each morning, Agnes would drag Gretel from her sleeping place and hold her down on the floor while Hansel savagely raped his sister. Hansel was always hard and horny in the morning . Gretel’s vagina was soon stretched to accommodate Hansel’s big cock and he shouted with joy as he plunged into the child with wild, animistic thrusts. At first Gretel screamed and struggled but gradually she came to accept her new role. She screwed up her face and shut her eyes as Hansel used her body as a cum dump.

Agnes also now made Gretel watch as she and Hansel enjoyed sex together at various times during the day. Agnes wanted to torment the mind of the child by contrasting her own savage and brutal rapes with the wild and sensuous consensual sex that Hansel enjoyed with Agnes. Agnes wanted to create a seed of hope in the child’s mind that one day she might be welcomed into their circle of lust. Agnes did not intend that that would happen but she enjoyed manipulating the girl psychologically.

After Gretel had served dinner each evening Agnes made Gretel kneel under the table and suck on Hansel’s cock on command. Sometimes Hansel came on Gretel’s face or down her throat. Sometimes he did not cum at all but ate his dinner greedily and then pushed Gretel away, taking Agnes by the hand and leading her urgently to her bed as the evil woman laughed in perverse anticipation of a hard, rough fuck to come.

Yes, life in the enchanted cottage was getting better and better for Hansel and Agnes.

The day typically began with Agnes and Hansel awakening naked, she fondling his cock and balls and kissing them. Hansel was always rock hard when he woke up. After a period of mutual pleasuring Agnes would suggest that they get up and rape Gretel together. The pair would walk naked into the main room, where the child lay asleep by the hearth, naked under her blanket. Agnes would pull the blanket off the girl and Hansel would leap upon her, roughly pulling her legs apart and ramming his hard cock into her abused vagina.

Agnes would hold Gretel down by the shoulders, urging Hansel on to more and more brutal thrusts into his sister. Hansel would growl like an animal as he rammed into Gretel’s cunt with all his force as the evil Agnes praised him and encouraged him. In the early days Gretel would try to fight off her brother as he raped her, but she worked out soon enough that this only encouraged him to rape her harder and more violently. She began to lie mute and still while Hansel raped her and came in hot spurts of cum over her body.

Several months passed, and Hansel confessed to Agnes that he was growing bored raping his sister as she lay unresistant under him. Agnes smiled and stroked Hansel’s cock.

“We need to spice it up!” she replied, “It will be Gretel’s ninth birthday soon. I think that would be a good time to rape her to death … to snuff her.”

“Snuff her?”

“Yes, kill her as we are raping her.”

Agnes felt Hansel’s cock twitch and throb in her hands. She squeezed it. She knew he was thrilled at the idea.

Gretel’s birthday was only weeks away. In the days approaching it Hansel and Agnes enjoyed progressively wilder and more violent sex together and the rapes they inflicted on poor Gretel became more and more brutal and animalistic. They stopped Gretel from washing so that she was progressively covered in a crust of dried cum. She was kept nude at all times and ruthlessly degraded by the couple.

Hansel increased his savage sexual assaults on his sister and made them unpredictable, so that she would not know when he would suddenly leap upon her and drags her to the floor, or haul her onto the table or bench to ram his engorged cock in her cunt, anus or throat. Hansel was completely absorbed now by the dark, evil shroud of lust that Agnes had so effectively drawn over him. He lost any feelings of compassion for his sister. All he could think about was hurting her, raping her and feeding his addiction to depraved sex.

In the night time, when they had gone to bed, the house was full of the sounds of Hansel and Agnes fucking and sucking each other. Agnes wanted Hansel to fuck her more aggressively, to prepare him for the terminal rape of his sister. She had Hansel tie her to the bed as he fucked all her holes roughly with his now huge, throbbing cock. It was as if Hansel’s cock was growing preternaturally large in expectation of the evil act he and Agnes were about to inflict on Gretel.

Agnes mewled in pleasure as Hansel play raped her, ramming into her with all of his force. The wicked woman encouraged Hansel, having him put his hands around her throat, squeezing as he would very soon do to his sister. Agnes knew that she was about to triumph in her perversion of the boy and that she was about to take him beyond the point of redemption, to a dark and evil place from which he could never escape, nor indeed want to!

Finally, the day of Gretel’s birthday arrived. Agnes was confident that Hansel was ready as the pair strolled naked and hand in hand from their bedroom to the main room, where Gretel lay in the cold hearth, covered only by her now filthy blanket.

Chapter Six

On the morning of Gretel’s birthday, Hansel and Agnes approached the girl lying in the hearth as she cowered naked under her filthy blanket. Agnes and Hansel were both also naked, standing arrogantly before the girl. Agnes was a picture of beauty, her perfect body outlined in the morning sun as it streamed into the single window in the room. Her breasts stood proudly out from her body and the demon tattoo around her shaven vagina seemed to be grinning in anticipation. Hansel slowly stroked his huge cock, anxious for the violent and final rape of his sister to begin.

But Agnes wanted to savoir the moment; to draw it out. She pulled the blanket off of Gretel and sneered down at the cowering child.

“Look at this pathetic little whore! She is filthy and covered in her brother’s dried cum. Happy birthday little whore! We have a present for you but first, lets clean you up!”

Agnes had Hansel draw a hot bath for Gretel in a large wooden tub placed in the center of the room. When it was full Agnes led Gretel by the hand and placed her in the tub. Agnes scrubbed the child clean, removing all of the dried cum from her skin, and paid particular attention to the child’s little labia and clitoris. Agnes rubbed both with her hands and fingers, probing, teasing and exciting the girl.

Agnes wanted Gretel to feel pleasure before her demise, to make sure that she died impure, and that her corrupted soul would spend an eternity in Hell, to be raped for ever by the demons there. Gretel grew silent as Agnes stimulated her now clean body, and began moving her hips with the motion of Gretel’s fingers. Hansel joined her, his hands rubbing the child’s labia and clitoris with Agnes, while the two of them whispered sadistic rape stories to Agnes, filling her mind with corruption.

Gretel’s breathing grew shallow. Her heart beat faster and she began to self lubricate her tiny cunt. Hansel and Agnes took their time, slowly drawing the child to an unnatural first orgasm. It took a full forty minutes, but when it came it was worth it. Gretel bucked and shuddered in the bath and her head was thrown back, her eyes closed as she experienced her first ever orgasm.

“Good!! Good. Very good!” sneered Agnes as Gretel’s orgasm subsided.

She lifted the child out of the bath and roughly dried her off with a towel. Then she directed Hansel to stand near the table. Hansel, his hands on his hips and his cock standing proudly out from his body. Agnes forced Gretel on to her hands and knees on the floor.

“Now little slut, crawl to your brother, take his cock in your mouth and beg him to rape you!”

Gretel still felt warm and sexy from her bath and orgasm and she did what she was bid. She crawled on all fours to where Hansel stood, raised herself up to her knees and took Hansel’s cock deeply into her throat, running her tongue round the head and shaft. Hansel grinned at Agnes as his cock began to throb. Agnes smiled back with an evil, knowing smile. This was going to be such fun!

Agnes snapped at Gretel after she had been sucking Hansel for several minutes.

“Now little slut! Beg your brother to rape you!!”

Gretel obeyed. She took her mouth off the boy’s now fully erect and twitching cock.

“Please Hansel. I want you to rape me. Please rape me. Please …” she said in a small voice.

Hansel nodded gravely and took the child in his arms. Meanwhile Agnes got a white sheet and put it over the wooden table where they ate their meals, and directed Hansel to lay Gretel down on her back on the sheet.

Agnes stood at one end of the table, by Gretel’s head.

“Now let the rape begin!” announced Agnes in a loud voice.

As Hansel forced his sisters legs apart and began to drive his cock into the child’s obscenely stretched cunt Agnes’ green eyes blazed like fire. She raised her arms and her brilliant red hair began to flow out from her head as if in a breeze. Agnes summoned all of her demonic powers to give strength to Hansel’s cock and lust to his mind as he began the final rape of his sister before her demise.

Hansel felt the power grow within him. He felt as if some inhuman force had taken over his body. His cock felt like a hot, pulsating rod of iron. He pounded into Gretel forcefully as waves of shimmering light emanated from Agnes’ outstretched hands. Indeed, Agnes was casting a spell and unseen hands were holding Gretel spreadeagled on the sheet.

Moreover, Agnes’ spell enabled unseen watchers to see the whole rape and to enjoy it. Gretel’s body shuddered and shook from the impact of Hansel’s thrusts. He was ramming into his sister now like a wild banshee, grunting and growling like a beast. Hansel locked eyes with the blazing green orbs of Agnes as waves of pleasure coursed through his body. He felt, rather than heard, Agnes speak to him in his mind:

“That’s it Hansel, feel the pleasure; feel the power! RAPE HER HANSEL! RAPE HER HARD! RAPE HER WITH HATRED AND ANGER! You are approaching an orgasm Hansel. It will be the most powerful orgasm you have ever felt. You will also force an orgasm from Gretel as you cum within her. MAKE HER CUM HANSEL. MAKE HER CUM AROUND YOUR COCK AS YOU RAPE HER! CONDEMN HER SOUL TO HELL!”

Hansel felt his sister’s cunt begin to pulsate around his cock as his cock began to pulsate itself. Hansel felt he was approaching the precipice. Gretel’s eyes had rolled back in her head as she lay stupefied and spreadeagled beneath him. His thrusts became wild lunges of raw power. Following Agnes’s telepathic instructions, Hansel reached forward and closed his hands around his sister’s throat.

As he and she began a roiling series of waves of orgasm he began to squeeze Gretel’s throat. Her face went red and then purple. Her body bucked and shuddered under the grip of the unseen hands. Agnes lifted her arms to the ceiling as sparks shot from her fingers. The life left Gretel’s body as she climaxed in lust and her soul was condemned to hell. Hansel cried out in ecstasy …

“UGH UNGGGGHHHH FFFUUUCCCK YYYYEEESSS!”

Spurt after spurt of hot cum shot from his engorged cock into the now lifeless body of his sister. His hips bucked forward involuntarily as he completed his climax, the most transcendental pleasure he had ever felt. Finally, gasping, he pulled out his still throbbing cock and looked at Agnes, who, still naked, approached and took him in her arms.

“That was perfect young man. Well done. My master is very pleased with you.” she whispering to him.

Agnes seated the panting boy on a chair and then went to fetch a bowl and knife.