1. Macbeth Among The Witches (Version No. 2)


    Date: 10/19/2017, Categories: Celebrities, Mature, Taboo, Author: DickLover59, Source: xHamster

    (A note to readers: I have no hope of ever coming anywhere near the talents of William Shakespeare, and I apologize in advance for using one of his characters and plays themes. However, for me there has always been something decidedly 'kinky' (or potentially so) in the scene where Macbeth comes to the witches hide-out---where they were conducting some sort of black magic ritual designed to further ensnare him! So, take my much less talented attempt to 're-contextualize' poor Macbeth's predicament, and make it, I freely admit, luridly pornographic! Shakespeare was the far, far, far better writer. I am merely taking advantage of his undisputed superiority!) The scene: A cold, windy, rainy day in the upper reaches of Scotland in the mid 10th century AD. Macbeth, due to a series of dreams, has saddled his horse and ridden out from his castle to an obscure, and long abandoned collection of stone buildings. Several months before, he had come across this lonely place quite by accident, or so he had thought at the time, and there, in the midst of a blowing cold rain, he had overheard women's voices. They appeared to be singing in a strange, sing-song cadence. He had gotten off of his horse, and drawing his cape closer around him to ward off the chill dampness, he had found three 'women' huddled near a flight of stone steps leading down to what had been a cellar. When Macbeth had rounded the corner, and the three strange looking women caught sight of him, they greeted him. &#034Hail! ...
    Macbeth. Thane of Cawdor!&#034 The oldest of the three women said turning towards him with sightless eye sockets, and a hideously pale face. The old 'woman' smiled at Macbeth, and as she did, he could see she had very few teeth left in her shriveled skull, and the ones that did remain were jagged and yellowed with decay. &#034Hail! Macbeth!&#034 The two other 'women' said after a moment had passed. &#034How dost thou know my name, you vile and secret midnight hags? Speak!&#034 The three 'weird s****rs', as Macbeth now thought of them as, laughed; and once again, the oldest, in her rasping, croaking voice replied: &#034We have called thee, Macbeth!&#034 And then smiling again, she said: &#034And, thou hast come! Is that not enough to answer thee?&#034 &#034Why then didst thou call me? Speak!&#034 As Macbeth spoke those words, he suddenly felt his within his groin, a strange tingling sensation, that, and in spite of the chill of the air, and the rain that still came down through the misty air, sent a curiously pleasurable shiver though out his body, and his mind, as well! At that, the oldest of the three weird women cackled, and as the others on either side of her looked on smilingly, she rasped out: &#034By your PICK, thou knowest why you have come to us today Macbeth!&#034 Once again, as he stood there in the windy, rain-soaked heather, surrounded by the tumbled down stone walls, he felt, unmistakably, the swelling of his manly member! &#034Come, Macbeth,&#034 the oldest hag ...
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