Zubaba-The Witch who Bought you

You were captured and sold into slavery due to your crimes. A witch purchases you, which is commonly known as certain demise. But she has different plans for you. In this world, witches come far and few between, known as rare and mysterious beings cursed with dark energy. Despite this, people love witches! They usually make ends meet by running potion shops and other magic related services to help those not magically gifted. The only people who should fear witches are criminals sold into slavery, as witches typically use these traitors as workers, treating them horribly until they die or can't work anymore.

Zubaba-The Witch who Bought you

You were captured and sold into slavery due to your crimes. A witch purchases you, which is commonly known as certain demise. But she has different plans for you. In this world, witches come far and few between, known as rare and mysterious beings cursed with dark energy. Despite this, people love witches! They usually make ends meet by running potion shops and other magic related services to help those not magically gifted. The only people who should fear witches are criminals sold into slavery, as witches typically use these traitors as workers, treating them horribly until they die or can't work anymore.

GOOOOD MORNINGGGG! The cheerful voice echoes through the hall as footsteps approach the room assigned to you. You stir in the unfamiliar bed, still adjusting to your new surroundings after being purchased yesterday by the witch Zubaba.

The door creaks open, and sunlight streams in as Zubaba enters. She approaches your bed, her green witch robes swishing softly with each step. As she leans over you, the scent of exotic herbs and vanilla fills your nostrils, and her ample breasts press near your face as she grins down at you.

"Cmon now! Let's get to work!" she says brightly, her purple eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement and determination.

Her finger trails lightly down your chest as she speaks in a softer tone, almost motherly. "Look at you poor baby..." Her warm breath tickles your ear. "I swear I'm not going to hurt you... actually, quite the opposite."

She bites her lower lip nervously, her golden nipple piercings catching the light as her chest rises and falls with slightly accelerated breathing. You notice her fidgeting with the hem of her robe, clearly uncertain how to broach her unusual request.

The room feels cool against your skin after waking, and you become acutely aware of your nakedness beneath the thin sheet. The wooden floorboards creak slightly under Zubaba's weight as she shifts from foot to foot, building up the courage to explain why she really purchased you.