Wurzburg, Germany
April 2016
If you were given the chance to save the life of another at the cost of great peril to yourself, would you do it? People might hesitate a little, and some others might not even think twice to turn away, after all self-preservation is the most important thing. But that’s certainly not what Karla Wagner would do. Otherwise, she wouldn’t find herself in this dire situation. In a world where magic is frowned upon, what was she doing using her ability to heal some stray cat in public park?
The young woman is gasping as she runs through the city alleyway. Her shoulder-length brown hair waves as she occasionally turns her head to watch her back. Her slender legs are slowly giving up, she’s been running non-stop for 20 minutes. After turning several times he stops briefly to catch her breath. Sweat is running down her fair skin, drenching her white blouse.
Ten seconds haven’t passed since Karla paused and around the corner, one man in a black uniform comes storming through. Their eyes are locked and by now break time is over.
*Shit, SHIT!* Karla can only grunt to herself while she drags her feet in near exhaustion as the man rushed towards her.
*Why can’t they just leave me alone!?*
The *Hexenjager* or simply Jagers, is what the man pursuing her is called. A police special unit designed to hunt witches and magic users; people like Karla. Some people see them as heroes, carrying the will of the church and God. For those that do not, the Jagers is a state-enabled cult of crazy people.
As she paves her way through the sea of people on the streets, Karla eyes for an exit. Not too far ahead is the main entrance to the market district, a perfect place to get lost in the crowd. She bolts away and try to blend once she’s sure that she’s run far enough. Her hands are still shaking, both from fear and exhaustion.
*Oh, god..w-what are they going to do to me if I get captured?*
Among her circle of magic users, she’s heard only unpleasant rumors about the Jagers. From torturing prisoners to performing wicked experiments on them, the Jagers have built quite the reputation. The thought of having to go through such things makes Karla nauseous. Maybe she’ll feel better if she goes to the washroom to calm herself a bit.
She locked the cubicle door. As she leans to the cold walls of the room, ironically her body has been hot for quite some time from all the running. The aching in her legs start to grow. The smell of her perfume as now blended with her sweat. She takes off her soaked white top to try to get some air.
Beneath the white fabrics of her blouse is a slender figure, covered in a black tank top. On her fair skin you can find a few spots of freckles, spread across her shoulders. Her hands move to wipe some sweat off her chest, and then her breasts. Karla’s breasts are not too big, but they’re pretty tight and give her a fit look.
To give her legs some time off, Karla sat on the toilet. Her hands start to massage her slender thighs and feet which are covered by knee-length jeans. She takes a deep breath as her body gets more relaxed.
She opens her phone to type a text message. She opens the contact of someone named ‘Claudia’.
*Can you come fetch me at the market district?* It says
Claudia Meyer is a fellow magic user and Karla’s big sister figure. When Karla started developing her power, Claudia reached out to her to guide her. When she was scared of herself, Claudia was there for her. She’s her most important person in the world.
*What are you doing there?* Claudia replied.
*Oh, long story…I’ll tell you when I get there*
*Alright, then.*
For several minutes, Karla just anxiously wait for Claudia. Once she’s here, Karla can feel fully safe. Unlike Karla who possessed restorative power, Claudia is an elemental magician who is fully capable in holding her own in combat. Those Jagers mooks should be no problem for her.
After 15 very long minutes, a text from Claudia finally arrives.
*I’m at the main entrance*
It’d be better if Claudia were to come here, but she supposed she’s troubled her best friend enough.
*I..I really don’t want to get out but…*
She gathered the courage to continue the escape. Hopefully she’s way out of the Jagers’ radar now. Karla clenched her fist and thumps her legs to ready herself. She’s not sure if such mental preparations will work but it’s better than nothing. And then there she goes.
Before she heads out, Karla goes to wash her face to refresh her mess of a mind. Beside her is a woman with short black hair, they exchanged a smile when their eyes met. Karla feels a bit safer.
“Is everything okay?” the woman said, still washing her hands.
Karla is a bit startled. “E-Excuse me?” she gives a puzzled look.
“Oh, I’m sorry, dear..it’s just that..you look a bit nervous.” the lady returned Karla’s look. From her mannerism she sounds like an old lady but she doesn’t look ten years older than Karla.
“Oh, no..I mean, yes, I’m alright! I’m having my first date near the park, I’m afraid that I’ll butcher it!” Karla tries to calm herself. Is she that easy to read?
“My, no wonder you look so pretty!” the lady’s smile gives a soothing feeling to Karla.
“Oh, you’re too kind, ma’am” Karla smiles in return. Maybe she should exit the area with her. Having a company might make the Jagers think twice before pursuing her further. She timed her exit to be at the same time as the lady.
Karla walks out the door following the lady, but before they could exit the room she suddenly stopped.
“Is there something wrong?” Karla said. She hears the sound of the door locking and she realizes that she’s in big trouble. The lady pushed her to the wall, smothering Karla with her arms.
“Miss Karla Wagner, you’re under arrest” she said.
*You’ve got to be kidding me*
Karla struggles to escape from her hold. She headbutted the lady pretty hard before she finally let go.
*I don’t want to use my powers against normal humans, but….*
Her life is at stake here. Karla used her restorative power to strengthen her arms. It’s Karla’s turn to go on the offensive. Her punches are sloppy but it’s clear that the lady has been avoiding it. At least she’s considered a danger.
Eventually the tide has turned and Karla corners the lady. “Look, I have nothing against you..but if you’re with the Jagers I won’t hold back”
Hearing Karla’s threat, the lady just smirks. “Well, aren’t you a dangerous one”. She pointed two of her fingers at Karla and before she realized it, she was sent flying to the other wall. You can hear the sound of her body thumping against the wall.
*What the hell? A magic user!?*
She tries to get up. Strangely, she couldn’t even lift a finger. The energy is there, but something is pulling her down to the ground. As if she was barred by gravity itself from leaving the ground.
“This is Fox, package secured” the lady who identifies herself as the ‘Fox’ talks through her earphone.
“W-Why did you do it? Why did you help the Jagers to hunt your own kind?” Karla’s eyes filled with anger, presented with unbelievable betrayal in front of her.
“Nothing personal, dear. It’s just business” she replied. “Now, sleep for a moment would you” Fox placed her palm on Karla’s face. She can feel her consciousness fading.
*No..no! No! No! No! Somebody help me, please!*
Her head feels lighter and lighter, at the moment she can only think of one thing.
*Claudia…*
****
*Ah, damn it….*
Karla feels dizzy as she slowly opens her eyes. Trying to remember what happened just makes her head hurt. When she’s fully awake, she finds herself in lying on the floor in a dark room. No sounds or noises, just the silent buzzing in her mind. Her skin feels really cold and just then she realized that she’s been stripped down to her underwear with her hands cuffed behind her.
*Oh…oh my god…no! No way!*
Amidst the silence, Karla’s mind is starting to lose itself in panic. Her skin crawl imagining the things that would come her way. She looks for an exit, a futile attempt in a faintly lit room with no windows and just a single door. Before she could get herself together, she hears the door crackle followed by four men in Jagers uniform. One of them who appears to be the leader approached her while the other three await.
“Karla Wagner, the witch…” he said with a deep voice.
“Philipp Wolf, the archbishop’s lapdog and certified lunatic” she replied. Hearing her reply, Wolf just cracked an amused smile.
Karla knew this man from stories about him. The Hexenjager Captain Philipp Wolf. There are rumors about him personally carrying out executions and tortures while laughing to his heart’s content. Whether that’s true or just an exaggeration, Karla can feel that Wolf is dangerous. The captain is a man with tall stature, a full head taller than Karla with solid build. He doesn’t look to be older than a man in mid 40s.
Even knowing what she’s facing, Karla tries to steel herself.
“Hey, what are you doing? Get a seat for our guest here!” Wolf commanded his men to prepare a proper setting for two people to talk. They lifted Karla’s body off the ground and sat her on a steel chair. She shivers as the cold surface embraced her round butt. “Our men can be a little rude, sorry about that” Wolf smiled, taking a seat in front of her.
Karla just stay silent. Just what does the man want with her? Does he want to talk now?
“So..one of my friends saw you..performing miracles on your little friend” Wolf initiated the conversation. “Care to share with us what happened?” he smiled.
Karla doesn’t utter a single word. Actually, she glares at Wolf to show her resolve. *If I don’t stand up for myself, nobody would*, she thought. This doesn’t go unnoticed by Wolf.
“You’re a beautiful woman, Miss Wagner. The world is surely missing your radiance right now” Wolf lights his cigar. Karla can feel Wolf’s men ogling every inch of her body following that comment.
“If you just want to kill someone, just be done with it” she retorts.
Wolf exhales. “No..Gods, no..what kind of man do you take me for, Miss Wagner?” Wolf laughs and pretend to look hurt by that comment. “I just want to get acquainted with you and if possible, your ‘friends’…”
Wolf have made his intentions clear. He wants to get to other magic users through Karla.
“If you look at the mirror, you’ll get why nobody wants to be your friend, captain” she replies. Her sass is the only way to cope with her terror of Philipp Wolf right now.
Wolf just chuckled. This is the first time his prisoner managed to hide their fear so well. They say Philipp Wolf can smell fear from miles away, and like a hungry hound he feasts on it. The tougher his victim is, the more pleasure he gets when he finally manages to gouge fear out of their shell.
“Oh dear, you sound so irritable. Max, get her some water!” Wolf signalled for the man called Max.
“Sir!”
Not long after Max returns with a glass of water. Wolf calls for him. “Max, make sure that Miss Wagner hydrate herself enough”
“Yes, Sir” Max approached Karla. She tried to drag her chair back.
“Go away!” she snarled. But to her surprise, without saying anything Max pinched her nose, blocking her air passage.
“Hmmpphhhh!”
When Karla gasps for air, Max takes no time to pour water into her mouth. As she struggles, Karla falls onto the floor. She coughed as her throat is grasped by the choking sensation. The pain in her left shoulder she used to land is starting to grow.
“So…where were we? Ah, right..your friends” Wolf just continues with his affable tone.
“Go to hell, you-…”
Karla would continue but a burning sensation suddenly starts enveloping her body. She’s in heat from head to toe. Her breasts and vagina in particular receives a jolting sensation everytime her underwear scratches them.
“W-What did you do to me?” Karla looks at Wolf.
The captain just let out a deep breath. “I’m making it easier for both of us, Miss Wagner”
“It’s alright. I know that some people just need that..little push to be encouraged to talk” he put out his cigarette and stands up. “Let’s do it over, then..shall we?”
Karla is starting to lose her cool front as the worst is yet to come.
—
How long has passed since Karla was captured? An hour? Half a day? She has no idea. But Wolf knows that it’s just half an hour past twilight and the night is still long. Wolf ordered Max and the others to stand her up and change her cuff. Right now Karla is standing with her hands tied up, exposing her armpits and letting her bell-shaped breasts hang loose. Her underwear has long gone, in its place are electric clamps tightly squeezing her nipples and labia. She has never felt such intense pain. Karla feels like there’s two hands constantly pinching her nipples. It’s even more excruciating combined with that aphrodisiac Wolf forced her to drink.
*Unhh…you..bastard..*
Though her body might be weak, her eyes are still burning with rage and Wolf couldn’t be happier.
“Miss Wagner…do you understand how dangerous your kind is?” Wolf walks around the room with a new pack of cigarettes in his hands.
“We never..harm another…human being..on a whim like…you…” Karla’s breath is racing. Her body still hasn’t calmed down.
Wolf takes a look at Robert, the person in charge of the remote control. He immediately understood the signal and pressed one of the buttons.
“Unnggh!..Aaaahhhhh!!” Karla’s body convulsed. Jolting pain is running through her nipples and labia. Her knees almost gave up. “I….I have nothing to say…to a scum like y-….AAAHHH!!”
Once again the clamps released electrical stimulations that almost drive Karla insane.
“Never, you said?” Wolf chuckled, almost mocking what Karla said. He gets closer and caressed Karla’s hair “But what if you have?” he looks into her eyes before letting go.
“Have you heard of…The Case of Danika Wolf? In 2014?” he lights up another cigarette.
Karla is indeed familiar with it. Everyone in Wurzburg knows it. The news of the 36 years old Danika Wolf who was murdered by a group of mysterious men. She was Captain Philipp Wolf’s late wife before he joined the Hexenjager. A classified Jagers document later revealed that the murder was part of a life magic experimentation by rogue magic users. Since that day, Philipp Wolf lives with only one thing on his mind: eradicate all magic users.
“The police said that the murder was motivated by grudge, you know?” he looks at Karla once again. Until now, Wolf has been nothing but confident and cheeky, but for just a bit, there were something else in his words: pain. The pain of someone who wished he could have fixed the past. “But that’s a lot of bullshit, Danika didn’t even have enemies in her life”
“She was a…painfully sweet woman who wouldn’t think twice to help someone in peril” he gazed into the ceiling, looking at something far up there. “When they showed me her lifeless body, I couldn’t believe what I saw..just..just how could they…” Wolf stopped to smoke. He might lose his calm if he continue.
“It’s not fair, isn’t it? That someone so innocent have to go through such painful death, while the madmen who slaughtered her are probably breathing fresh air right now…” he reached for Karla’s cheek. “Just like you, it’s not fair that you’re here and not them, isn’t it?”
Karla has no answer to his question. She just looks at him in anger, and maybe, just maybe, a bit of a pity. He’s gone so far in the name of revenge. Is that what Danika would want? If she is indeed just as Wolf described, then surely it’s not.
“So don’t hurt yourself, girl. Don’t do it for the sake of protecting those murderers..” he caressed Karla’s left cheek, wiping her sweat off it.
“I have..NOTHING..to do with those people..!”
Of course. The fact that the captain thought she has some kind of connection with random psychopaths sounds ridiculous. She does have a social circle of magic users but surely none of them would have anything to do with Danika Wolf’s murder.
“Fine..” Wolf let go of Karla and pulled back. “Lieutenant Kruger!”
“Sir!” the third man, Lieutenant Hans Kruger stands ready as Wolf’s second-in-command.
“I leave it in your hands” Wolf said as he retires to a seat at the back.
“Understood, Sir.” he replies.
Every foul rumor surrounding Philipp Wolf, they’re not entirely true, but not entirely false either. Or more accurately, people have been misattributing it to the wrong person. Everything people thought Wolf did, they were actually done by Hans Kruger on Wolf’s order. Of course they’re mostly exaggeration, but Hans is certainly doing the dirty job for Wolf.
Hans approached Karla and grabbed her jaw “You’re wasting the captain’s kindness, lady” he smirked.
“Yeah..I’m..sure I’ll miss himAAAAAHHHH!” before Karla could finish, Hans pressed the buttons to her clamps. He’s having none of her sass, Karla’s knees finally gave up and she relies on her wrist to support her weight.
“Don’t fall asleep just yet, lady. We have a lot to talk about”
****
Half an hour has passed since Hans started toying with Karla’s body. In the meantime, more of the Jagers who just got off their shift joined the session. Karla can see around nine people surrounding her, excluding Wolf who just watched from the sidelines. Her nipples are hard from all the stimulation and her vaginal juice are dripping on the floor. She still refuses to tell the Jagers anything. But as they prevented her from reaching her climax she can’t take it for much longer.
“Please…ahh..haaahh..h-have..have mercy..” she begged. The excruciating pain in her breasts and vagina has reached its peak. There’s nothing left from Karla’s resistance and bravado earlier. All she is right now is a helpless woman in heat.
“Alright, then.” Hans takes a close look at her eyes, they’re powerless and empty. This is not the same woman who stood up to Captain Wolf an hour ago. There is no fight left in her. “Let her go”
The other Jagers lowered her chains and took off her handcuffs. Karla’s body dropped to the cold floor, powerless and defeated.
“Miss Wagner, we will let you go. And we will not ask you to sell out your friends anymore” Hans told her. “Under a condition”
Karla is just listening, she’s too weary to care. She’ll do anything to get out of this hell.
“We want you to be true to yourself, to admit what you are…” He crouched and reached for Karla’s messy brown hair.
“Y-Yes…yes! I..I’ll do anything!” she mutters. Hans just smiled.
“Can you stand?” he helped her get up and embraced her from behind. He signalled for the others to ready the camera. Without warning, he squeezed Karla’s right tit and rubbed her pussy with the other hand. Her tits are soft yet firm, having the perfect weight to hang loose without her bra. His fingers pinched her nipple, which is now fully erect. Meanwhile his left hand is gliding through her pussy, rubbing the thin layer of Karla’s pubic hair.
“Hnnngghh….ahh…hhaa…” Karla feels that jolting sensation running throught her milk ducts again.
“Who are you?” Hans asked, still toying with Karla’s tits.
“I..ahh…I’m a witch…” she answered obediently. Hans cracked a smile to the camera.
“How’s your body feeling?” he said, blowing to her ears.
“I feel..I feel hot…my tits and pussy is burning..I-I…I can’t hold it anymore..” she can no longer think straight.
“What do you want?”
“ I…I want to cum…please..please please please let me cum” she begged.
Hans smirked. “Feast on, boys” he threw Karla’s body onto one of his men. Excited cheer can be heard as the Jagers peel of their clothing one by one to ravish Karla.
It doesn’t take long for them to put Karla’s body on top of a table and bend her hips. Hans gets ready to be Karla’s first man. But before entering her he whispered to her ears. “Do you want it?”
“…it” Karla just muttered
“What?” Hans slapped her ass to get her to talk louder.
“I want it…”
“Louder!”
“I want your dick in me! P-Please! Please mess me up with your cock!” tears started streaming down Karla’s pretty face. She’s utterly crushed and defeated. Hans spared no part of her dignity. She feels dirtier than a whore. Without saying anything, Hans thrusted hard inside Karla’s soaked pussy from behind.
“Uhh..aaaaaaahhhhhhh!!” Karla screams in agony as her virginity was taken away from her. The rest of the Jagers watched around them, calling Karla all sorts of names. But she doesn’t care anymore. She just wants this nightmare to end.
“Ahhh…hhaaa…uhh..ahhh..” with her every moan, Hans only gets harder in ravaging her. The walls of Karla’s pussy wraps Hans’ cock tightly with every thrust. Hans doesn’t hold back as he blows his full load inside her. Hans’ thick semen is dripping out as he pulled out. Karla can only cry as she feels the warm sensation in her belly. Hans quickly pulled her away.
“Don’t keep her waiting, boys” he passed her body to the next man. He put her on all-fours and fucked her from behind. The other guys won’t let any of her holes goes to waste. One of them put his dick in Karla’s mouth and goes deep into her throat. Karla feels suffocated with every movement in her mouth but she can’t do anything about it.
“Mmhh…nnhhhh…hmmmhhh…mmhh…” she can only let out muffled cries as the Jagers tear down whatever remains of her spirit. Her mouth, her pussy, and her butthole were shown no mercy.
Each time a man finishes, another immediatelly takes his place. They’re not letting her have any rest. Karla would pass out from exhaustion a few times but they will wake her up either with water or a slap to her cheeks.
After a few hours, Karla’s body lies lifeless on the floor, covered in semen and sweat from her face, breasts, stomach, pussy, and her ass. She’s utterly broken. Her consciousness is about to fade again when she hears a footstep approaching. It’s Captain Wolf.
“Maybe you have a change of mind, Miss Wagner?” he said.
Karla’s hatred reignited upon seeing his face, but she’s too weak to do anything. If only she has her energy from this afternoon, with her hands free she’d have punched Wolf as hard as she could.
“Go to hell…” even after she’s been through, she’s still able to spite Wolf. The captain just smiles.
“Okay, then..Miss Wagner” he walks away. “As per our arrangement, you’ll be free to go”
Karla struggles to get up, but she slowly managed to sit down.
“We have another guest to entertain, and it’d be rude to divide our attention” he said as a group of other Jagers took someone else into the room.
Karla’s eyes lit up in rage once again upon seeing the next prisoner: Claudia, pulled around by Fox by her collar chain. She’s been stripped down to her white underwear, just like Karla when she was brought here. Claudia’s wavy blond hair is tied in a low ponytail, flowing through her left shoulder. She definitely looks horrified, yet not uttering a single word. Claudia is about to tear up but she tries not to establish any kind of link to Karla in order to let the poor girl go after witnessing what she’s been through from the outside of the room.
“Do you know her?” Wolf asked her, almost mocking.
*Wolf you son of a bitch..*
“I don’t know that woman. Let her go”
“Well, I guess we’ll just ask your friend right here then” Wolf signalled for Hans to start interrogating Claudia. He shoved her into the ground and tore her bra, leaving Claudia’s big round pair of breasts exposed.
“N-No! P-Please, let us go!” Claudia begs, knowing what Hans is capable of.
“Round two, boys! Violate Claudia Meyer to your heart’s content! If I see any of you going easy, I will drop you from the highest floor of the building!”
“Sir!”
Karla shudders hearing what Hans intend to do with her best friend. The Jagers cheer in excitement. Some of them already started copping a feel on Claudia’s flawless skin and fondling her breasts.
*N-No…I can’t let Claudia go through that hell…I can’t…b-but…if I tell them..*
“Don’t hold back, everyone! After all, Claudia Meyer has to go through this because Karla Wagner is a selfish woman who is only interested in protecting herself!”
*I..I can’t take it anymore…*
“Stop it!” Karla screams, tears start running down her face again. “I’ll…I’ll tell you what you want to know…just, please…don’t hurt her”
“Karla…no…” Claudia’s brave front is starting to fade as well.
Wolf smiled and put out his cigarette. Tonight has been a huge success.
“Well, now that’s not so difficult, is it?”
The night is still young and surely both Wolf and Hans have all sort of things planned for the two of them through the night.
******
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