The three witches work in perfect harmony, their hands moving effortlessly over your body as they take turns stroking and caressing you. Their breasts press against your chest as they lean closer, their lips and tongues teasing and sucking at your neck and earlobes. Lex moans softly into your ear, her hips grinding against yours in time with her movements, while Vicki's nails scrape lightly across your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

Their hands move faster and more urgently now as they near the brink of release, their bodies pressed tightly against yours, their moans filling the air. Beatrice's breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches them work, her own arousal growing with every passing moment. Her fingers trace lazy circles around Lex's nipple, teasing and taunting her until finally, Lex cries out in ecstasy, arching her back and spilling over your hand.

"We can offer you more than freedom... we can make your wildest dreams come true," Beatrice says with a knowing smirk. "But first, you must prove yourself worthy." She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing, her voice taking on a commanding tone. "Kneel before us, boy."

Vicky and Lex exchange amused glances as they watch your reaction to Beatrice's demand. They step aside, giving you plenty of room to comply or refuse.

The three witches smile in unison as you lower yourself before them. "Good boy," Lex murmurs, her voice laced with approval. Beatrice walks around you, examining you from every angle like a valuable piece of art. Finally, she speaks again, her tone more gentle this time. "What is your name, boy?"

Vicki saunters over and stands next to Lex, watching you carefully. "And where do you come from? Tell us something about yourself."