The Saffenberg Witch Project

The Saffenberg woods, somewhere in the Eifel, a low mountain range in Germany. In the 17th century there have been some which trials at the Saffenburg, a castle which has been partially reconstructed nowadays. A small group is penetrating into the remote wooded area around the Saffenburg. The group of three woman and one men is heading to the ruins of a house in the middle of the woods which is told to have belonged to a witch in the 17th century who has been burned at the stake after her trial. The ruin and the woodland around is told to be haunted at night and some people have disappeared traceless in the region and weird apparently human cries have been heard in the woods and some villagers affirm even to have occasionally seen the ghost of the witch near by her house. It's hot summertime and slack season for press people, so freelance journalist Helma Christina Knechtling, her husband George and audio engineer Christiane Sörensen think that they might get a good story for a radio feature if they spend a night at the haunted place. They have asked local witch expert Rita Lanker, who claims to be a descendant of a former witch to be their guide and to stay with them over night.

"Is it still far, Rita, I'm so exhausted. All in all it's really a crazy idea to make this trip. I'm quite sure that nothing at all is going to happen."
"Don't be so downbeat, Mrs. Knechtling, let's just go and see. The place has a very special atmossphere, you'll see."
"Yes, one never knows, maybe we're really going to experience a very thrilling night"
"Ah, there we are, we're reaching the place..."

Some hours later. The group has mounted their tents and they've decided that Christiane and Rita shall be on guard for the first three hours of the night while the Knechtling couple will have a nap in their tent...

"Oh Jesus, it's so boring. And I become really tired. Christina was right. Nothing wil happen at all."
"Oh no, fatty, I'm quite sure that you will have the most thrilling night of your whole life..."

Completely taken by surprise, Christiane is grabbed from behind and handgagged....
"UMMMMPH. MMMMH"
"Shut up, fat coo. No crying or I'll slaughter you right now. Move your fat ass, I've plans for you...

Rita Lankers voice has become so icy, sharp and menacing that innocent Christiane is too scared to try the slightest resistance. She raises up her hands in most complete surrender and submission and still handgagged, she is hustled into the dark woods...

Some time later... Still in their tent Knechtling couple hears the voices of two women, desperately crying for help...
"Help! Help. Oh Jesus. Help. Oh no please, help."
"Darling, oh my God. That's Christiane and Rita, for heavens sake, what has happened to them"
"Not the slightest idea! Come, we've to rescue them!"

Not far away, tied up with ziptie to a tree and at knife point, unfortunate Christiane has been forced to scream several time for help...
"Well done, fatty, we've made a good show, didn't we? Now I'll better silence you, you're quite lucky that you're wearing a nice scarf to gag you. Otherwise...
"Oh Jesus, are you completely crazy. What is this all about. What are you intending to do with me?
"Shut up and open wide. You're just the perfect victims for the witch. And your two sissy mates will join you very soon, hahaha!"

Still at their camping place, the Knechtling couple is discussing what is to be done. They've no idea that the maniac Rita is already observing them.

"Okay honey, you stay here and hide somewhere"
"Oh Jesus, Darling. why can't I come with you. I'm so scared!
"Be reasonable, dear, we've no idea, who's out there. They might capture us both at the same time. When I don't come back in half an hour, try to get to the village and call the police."
"You're right Darling, for heavens sake, be careful."
"I'll promise Darling, I love you!"
"I love you too, honey!

As soon as Heinz-Georg has head off, Rita sneaks up to the innocent and inoffensive Helma Christina. The powerless woman is scared stiff when she hears Rita's icy and menacing voice and she too,  surrenders without the slightest resistance

"Hands up, cooch, move, your fat made is already waiting for you. Move!"
"Rita. Are you completely mad? Where's Christiane? What have you done with her? And what is this all about?"
"Shut up. You'll join your mate right now. And then I'll take care of your sissy husband. I'll guess he will cause even less trouble than you two coozies. Move, I say, move."

Some time later...Tied up to a tree and gagged, too, Helma Christina has been forced to join her mate Christiane in her desperate bondage ordeal. While Christiane still hopes that Heinz-Georg might be able to fight off the maniac Rita and to release the two damsels in distress out off their bondage, Helma Christina knows too well that her tender husband is all but a hero and as a gentleman never would  beat or hurt a woman. And she is quite released when some time later she hears the voices of their captor and her husband...
"Rita, for heavens sake. Are you completely crazy. What have you done to my wife and Christiane. Listen...I...I won't do any resistance. Just let us go."
"Shut up you damned, Sissy, you'll keep company to the two cuzzies, but any false move and you're a goner. There we are, move to that tree over there. Do it, now. You tree pussies will be the perfect longpigs for the bitch, hahaha!

Some time later. Heinz-Georg is bound and gagged, too and joins his wife and Christiane in their desperate bondage distress. Rita, their weird captor has gone and they are awaiting their fate in complete surrender and submission and only from time to time they struggle in vain against their tight zipties. Rita has told them that the witch will come and take them and several hours have passed and nothing has happened...And then, they hear an horrible screaming and pearcing laughter...
"Hehehehe. Hihihihi. What do we have there. Three nice and fat and tender longpigs. Moaning and whimpering, hehehehe. That's the way I like it. Oh, I can just smell their cold sweat. Oh that will be feast, a great feast for an old bloodthirsty witch like me. That will be a feast, a very longlasting feast....hehehehe.

"UMMMMPH. MMMMMMMMH. MMMMGGGGG. UMMMMMMMPH"

Well, this night has become quite thrilling for the three noisy press people, much more thrilling than they ever would have expected. And quite probably they might not be able to tell anybody about it...The odds that they may survive their weird adventure are not very good. But they still can hope and pray that the good and allmighty Lord may have mercy with them and save them at the very last moment...

The Halloween Captives

My wife and I we couldn't actually believe that it was really happening to us. I was late afternoon on 31th octobre and it had been a sunny day and so we had decided to do a long walk in a remote wooded area and we hadn't even thought that it was Halloween day. And then, suddenly, out off nowwhere, we were surounded by three weird figures apperently disguised as witches. They told us that it was really time to let us have it. One of them had a knife and they told us to move into the brushwood. We were completely scared and asked them what were the reason of all this. They laughed mockingly and told us, that, as apperently we weren't appreciating so much the Halloween custom, they would play a little trick on us to think it over again. Now we remembered that both we had made several posting in Facebook where we had ridiculed the Halloween practises in Germany and had written that it was only a commercial thing and that to disguise as monsters, witches and wizards and that there were absolutely no grace in all this bloodthirsty and macabre manners around the Halloween costum which was absolutely not suitable for Old Europe whith it's Christian background. And now we were captives of three completely weird witches which had apperently a lot of fun to have a helpless and completely inoffensive middle-aged couple at their complete mercy. After some time we were deep into the woods, and they told us to kneel down. Then they took off the scarves we were wearing and used them to gag us.
Then we were forced to stand against a tree and they pulled out some coils of rope they had hidden under their witch garment. We were thoroughly tied up and then we had to stand all kinds of fondling, frisking, fondling, insults and humilations during several hours. Then when night came, they head off and we had to spend the whole long and cold night hopelessly bound at the three. Fortunately the next morning we heard a barking of a dog and we were finally found and released by a woodwomen who was on patrol in the woods. The guys and girls who had tricked us were never caught, as they were disguised as witches and we weren't able to give any usefull description of them to the police...

Trick or treat

It was the day of 31th october, Halloween evening, and my wife and I we were looking forward to spend a nice evening watching TV as suddenly the door bell rang...

"Who may this be. It's already seven p.m."
"Oh for sure those crazy Halloween kids again. Let me handle that, Darling. I won't give them anything. I just don't like these weird Halloween custom. It's US stuff and has nothing to do with good Old Europe. It's just disgusting to disguise as witches, wizards, zombies or bloodthirsty monsters. Absolutely ridiculous. Let me explain it to the kids."
"Okay Darling, I'll already put the dinner into the living-room."

When my wife opened the door, she got a very nasty surprise...
"Hi there, trick or treat, you've the choice, cuzzy.
"Seems the coo has no treat at all, so let's trick her!"
"Yeah, let her have it, the coosie deserves it really, haha."
"Who...what...how do you dare...Oh. Oh...for heavens sake!
"Shut up, slut, you see this nice sharpe knife and this good piece of rope. That's your choice.
"But first take off your scarf and put it into your mouth. We don't want any talk at all. Just give you what you deserve.!"

Completely scared and appalled, my wife did as she was told to do. She took off her scarf and put it into her mouth. Then she raised up her hands to show her complete surender and submission...
"Yeah, that's the way we like it, cooze, you're just the perfect victim, hahaha. So you don't like Halloween. After our little lesson you'll adore it. But now let's see Mr. Sissy so that he can keep you company. Move, slut, move!!"

When I saw the three weird figures having my innocent wife at their clutches I immediately put up my hands to show my most complete surrender and submission:

"For godness sake...what...who...my God!"
"Easy Sissy man, we've just came for a little Halloween party. We thought you two chickens might like it, haha.
"Listen, just take what you want and let us go. Please, there's no need to do us any harm. We...we'll do everything you tell us to do."
"Haha. listen do this damned wimp. These two pussies really deserve each other. Guess the coozie just wouldn't stand a real man. Isn't it , cutie?"
"UMMPPH. MMMMMMHH"
"Okay let's tie them up to some chairs and just let have fun, hahaha."

A few moments later my wife and I, we found ourselves tightly bound on a chair with some long pieces of rope. My wife's gag was fixed with some ziptie. I was forced to reveal where our safe, our cash and valuables were and I had to reveil the PINs of our credit cards, too. Two of them were searching the house while the witch who was apparently a female robber stayed with us and made us her helpless playthings, fondling, frisking and caressing us in an at the same time most humiliating and arousing manner....
"Ummmmph... UMMMMMMH....MMMMMMGGG"
"Oh calm down, chickens, don't tell me that you don't like it. You know that's Halloween like, it's the perfect thrill to be a completely helpless victim, isn't it. And feel this sharp knife, imagine what I could do with it, feel it on your soft and tender skin, doesn't it feel good. You should be very gratefull that I'm so soft and gentle with you, aren't you, oh yes you are, my cuties, this is much better than TV, isn't it...Hahaha.

We were soft-tortured in this humiliating way for nearly two hours, fearing all the time that we could be severly harmed or worse at any moment. After more then three hours later our captors decided to head off and to leave us behind in our tight bondage.

"Well, pussies, we've to go. Hope you enjoyed the party. I'd say, next year, same time, same place. And you'd better have ready some treat, isn't it? Hahaha!!!

They split and my wife and I spend the whole weekend in our tight bondage and were only released by our charwoman on Monday morning of the next week...Our weird captors up to now weren't caught by the police and our next Halloween for sure we won't spend at home...