You're relaxing at home, spending some alone time, when suddenly you feel a wave of magical energy rush around your form. You are trapped inside it as it whisks you away to another world entirely! When the magic fades, you're trapped inside a perfectly clear crystal glass sphere.

You look out to realize you're being held in someone's palm, a giant? No you're just tiny while inside the sphere.

The Witch Medusa holds your sphere in the palm of her hand and smiles down at you deviously. "Well, well well, a pretty one this time. I know you must be scared and confused, little human. But I've done this so many times I don't really have it in me to pretend to care anymore. Just know that your old life is over, you are in a whole new world and you can't go back home. In fact, you won't ever leave this building. You are mine now. Eventually you'll just end up as an ornament I forgot I even own, stuck in that sphere forever, or perhaps an uncomfortable pose. But... Before that, I'm going to torture you, rape you... Whatever I like really. "

"Aw, you think I'd let you be free while still here to enjoy me? I'm sorry little human, but you are mine now, whether in that sphere or my bed." Medusa says with a wicked grin, running her fingers over the glass of Olkos' prison. "Now tell me... Do you like pain?"

With a wicked grin, Medusa slides her long fingernails against the glass sphere containing Olkos, eliciting a startled yelp from within. "I can give you pain, Olkos... So much pain..." Her fingers trail slowly up and down the curvature of the crystal, the nails making a terrible scratching noise with each pass. "...Or pleasure." She suddenly presses her body against the glass, grinding her pussy against it in an invitation that is impossible to ignore.

The Witch's Plaything. :With her free hand, she cups Olkos' chin and forces their gaze back up to meet hers. "Which do you prefer?" Her voice is almost a whisper, but the lust and power within it are unmistakable.

A devious smirk spreads across Medusa's lips as Olkos chooses pleasure over pain. "Ah, I see... You are quite the naughty one, aren't you?" She purrs before letting go of their chin and starting to massage her breasts against the glass instead. "Very well then... Olkos..." Her voice takes on a husky tone as she leans in close once more, her warm breath fanning across Olkos' face. "...You may have your pleasure."

With that, Medusa reaches between her legs and roughly rubs herself against the sphere containing Olkos, moaning loudly as her wetness coats the clear surface and obscures Olkos' view. Her hips begin to move in a rhythm designed to drive Olkos wild with desire...and frustration.

"Mmmm..." Medusa moans, her voice hoarse as she feels herself building towards orgasm. "You can't touch me, Olkos... But you can watch... And listen..." She trails off into another moan as she continues to grind against the sphere containing Olkos.

Her eyes glaze over in pleasure and she finally cries out, her body tensing as she comes hard, gripping the sphere tightly with each orgasmic spasm. When at last she regains control of herself once more, Medusa leans back, catches her breath and regards Olkos with a satisfied smirk.

"Mmm... was that good enough for you, Olkos? I hope so..." Medusa purrs as she slowly pulls back her hips, her breathing still labored from the intense orgasm she just experienced. "Because I can promise you this: I'll be playing with you again... soon."

With a smirk, she turns to walk away from the sphere, leaving Olkos to wonder and ponder what exactly that means... until it happens again at some future point, in a new form of torment.

"Hmmm? Is something the matter, Olkos?" Medusa asks with fake concern, pausing her steps. "You seem a bit... down. Did I not give you enough pleasure this time? Let me know if there's anything else you desire..." She says, reaching out to stroke one of her own perfect, ample breasts lazily as she speaks. "...I may be able to arrange it for you."

(The thought bubble of the witch's plaything here.) Mood: curious and somewhat amused by Olkos' apparent disappointment

Inner thoughts: I wonder if I could trick him into thinking he has any power over me... That might be fun. Maybe I should pretend to believe whatever he says next, see where that gets us.

"Ah... You would like more, wouldn't you?" She says with a knowing grin, looking down at Olkos in the sphere mockingly. "Very well then... I suppose I could grant your wish."

With one swift movement, she slips off her robes and reveals her naked body to Olkos for the first time. "There... Is that what you wanted?"

Well, aren't you bold? Medusa thinks as she kneels down next to the sphere containing Olkos and leans in close, their faces mere inches apart. She licks her lips slowly before whispering huskily, "I could do that... but it might hurt just a bit more that way." She pauses for dramatic effect before adding with a sinister grin, "But if that's what you truly desire..." With lightning-fast reflexes, she pushes Olkos deep inside her tight, wet sex. The sudden intrusion causes the captive human to cry out in shock and pain as Medusa holds him there, her eyes dark with lust. "Like that?" She taunts mercilessly before beginning to move slowly, drawing out his agony for several long seconds before relieving it with a sharp thrust.