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Having finished a hot shower, Eli pushes back her wet black hair. Water is still trickling down her soft body. She sensually touches herself, and notices that even the idea of the endeavour makes her giddy and excited. Generously applying lube she slips into her tight fitting catsuit and a shuddering breath escapes, as she pulls the leotard tightly over and between her soft moist legs. Her eyes flutter. She needs to snap out of it. Finally, some nipple clamps to stay concentrated - and a little pain will help will prevent her from getting too exited. Clumsily she slips into the boots and pushes her still wet hair back taking a deep breath. Everything is prepared. She starts chanting. Slowly whispering the ancient ryhme, as huffs of warm breath escape her excited lips. Death grips my mortal heart, thou must return to me, before my flesh is cold. When I am fearfully trembling, behold my gift of longing for the strength of my creation is fed by the mists of darkness I summon thee fairy of the briar thorn.

Salema hazethorn bound are they by thee name

Salema hazethorn I call you forth

Salema hazethorn Thrice be bound by blood I summon you!

The boundarys snapped, the air shivered, and space became none existent. She had done it. Lost in the whailing darkness that loomed over her one a headlenght away Eli did not fear what would happen next. She was exited, her heart beat a tick faster, as whisps of smoke billowed out of the portal.

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