My Long Awaited Revenge

I used a voodoo spell for the ultimate revenge.

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My Long Awaited Revenge

I was recently intoduced to a mysterious woman, cajun in decent I 
believe. She was about my age, thirty, dark and attractive. It’s said 
men feared her because their girlfriends or wives frequently sought 
her out for advice, spells, and potions. She was known to practice 
the ancient arts of voodoo.



I started thinking maybe she could help me too. I don’t really 
believe in all that mumbo jumbo stuff but if it really worked what do 
I have to loose? I went to see her about an old boyfriend. I really 
loved him but he tore my heart out when the bastard dumped me. This 
was about ten years ago. I still think about him and wonder where he 
might be and what he’s doing. Just then, Circi entered the room and 
said, “we could bring him to you, Susan.”



“You know my name?” 



“I’ve been long expecting you”, said Circi. 



I thought about what she said, “that would be interesting. How do we 
do that?”

“Light this candle and whisper his name for a thrice night. When he 
appears, he will not know how or why he is there. Next, place this 
doll where he can clearly see it. You will need to collect something 
of his and place it on the doll. He will know who is in charge and 
will obey your every command”.



I did as I was told, just as the witch had instructed. On that third 
night, I got a call. It was Arnon and he was calling to get together. 
I hadn’t seen him in almost a decade and was nervous. I am still 
angry and remembered the spell. I told him I would love to see him 
and to come on over after eight.



When he arrived, it was ackward at first. Then, I sensed something 
different about him. He was obiedantly responding to everything I 
said. He noticed the doll in his likeness and was fixated on the 
feather I had placed on it. I remember he had a strong fetish for 
feathers and always wanted me to wear feather earrings, boas, and use 
the feathers to get him off.



I told him, “I have been expecting you and glad you called me….” I 
could tell he was horney and glad to see me too. I put on my little 
black dress, some stalkings and heels. He always liked that. Just to 
tease him, I put on an old pair of feather earrings too. I could tell 
he was completely spellbound.



I decided to test the spell and ordered him to get on all fours (like 
he used to make me do). He said quizzically, “what?” but never 
questioned it afterwards and got down on all fours.



“Will you do anything I say”, I asked.



“Anything”, he obediantly replied.



“Good. I have a task for you to do.” I bent over in front of him and 
stuck my butt in his face. “Lick me but do not stray from my ass”. It 
was working. He did as exactly as I said! As his tonge was cleaning 
my butt, I was thinking what else could I do. How can I really make 
him pay. I got just the thing! I knew what I wanted now. I turned 
around and told him, “get up. I want to see your ‘boys’ (that’s what 
he called his balls)”.



He undid his pants and his limp cock was covered in smelling cum.



I was pissed, “you came while you were licking my asshole”! “I never 
said you could cum!” “But that gives me an idea…. I want you to come 
back tomorrow night”.



The next day, I went to see Circi. I told her how well the voodoo 
worked but now I want to more than just control him, I want his 
balls! Together, we worked on modifying a impotence spell. I bought a 
marabou feather fan to add to the spell. Circi added some voodoo dust 
to it, chanted an incantation over it, and handed to me.



She said, “Use this on your boy and he will never be the same”.



That night when Arnon dutifully arrived, I greeted him wearing a sexy 
outfit adorned with feathers. Like a fetish zombie, he was hopelessly 
entranced. I ordered him to mount me from behind. Doggie style was 
his favorite position. Little did he know how appropriate he will be 
for this position.



The dog was on me the way he always was. I could feel his swollen 
balls bouncing on my butt. I knew he was having a good time fucking 
me again. I reached over and grabbed the magic fan. I tucked the fan 
under me and reached between my legs where I could stroke his balls 
with the feathers. He lurged and shuddered. He pace quickened. I 
couldn’t wait for him to cum and get off me. I stroked his balls 
harder and faster and he humped just as fast. I knew he was close to 
loosing control (and then some!). I backed up more and pushed my butt 
into him harder as he let out a gasp (like the dog was working hard).



I watched underneth as his balls pulsed as they pumped that filthy 
cum into me. I was surprised to see how long they pumped. Then, I 
noticed, the longer he pumped, the smaller his balls became. I 
thought this was normal. After a man’s swollen balls cum, they shrink 
back down, right? But they kept shrinking and turned blackish. They 
looked like prunes and were getting smaller. When they were the size 
of raisins, they just fell off.



I got up and told Arnon to stand up. His limp cock was still wet when 
I lifted it up. His balls were gone. The spell worked. He was 
castrated and completely smooth underneath. I picked up the “raisins” 
and said, “These belong to me now. Look at you, you’ve been 
neutered!” and laughed.