I waited a few days before I was ready to begin the next part of my training. I spent a lot of time with William. I even trained him on the art of cunnilingus. He got exceptionally good at it, almost as good as Clara.

I was excited to finish my training while I was fearful of where I might be going. I only had a couple of weeks left to go before my new school year would begin.

I went to my great-grandmother and told her I was ready to begin my final training.

She said to me, "Be careful. You are going to a place where women are treated maybe even worse than in Germany. I will be with you."

I wore the amulet to bed, and I soon found myself in a strange but somehow familiar place. As I approached the town, I saw a sign that said Salem, Massachusetts. I about fell over. This was the place I had my lunch date with William.

I now knew what my great-grandmother meant by dangerous. This is the place where they hanged witches. Their opinions were not much different from those of Heinrich Kramer. I already knew to keep a low profile and not give them any reason to accuse me of witchcraft.

The all too familiar scene was happening here. I arrived just in time for more witch trials. This time the trials were made much more public than those in Germany. The court was called (Court of Oyer Terminer), which meant to hear and decide. I had read about this in my reading that my great-grandmother had me do.

I started walking away from the scene when suddenly I was grabbed by a man. He started screaming, "I caught a witch." Before I knew what was happening, they had thrown me in a cell with dozens of other women. There were all sorts of women in the cell. Some looked like peasants others looked like they belonged in high society.

I thought I was being safe and heeded my great grandmother's warning but apparently, being a woman was enough to have you accused as a witch. The crazy part was that not one woman there had a witch’s aura beside me.

I listened to the women talking and how the man in charge was named William Stoughton, and he already sent a woman named Bridgette to the gallows and was hanged. He had five more ready for the hangman.

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I was so upset I woke up, but my great-grandmother was waiting for me as always.

I told her, “I tried to be careful, but I had no chance. They just grabbed me.”

She replied, "I know they did, Katerina. There are some good people here. You must find them, and they will help you. This is a time to use your mind."

I told her, "I will do that, but not tonight. I need some rest."

I fell back to sleep without my amulet.

That day I needed some loving. I called William and asked him if he would take me to lunch at the Salem Cross Inn. I had such a great time with him, and most importantly, I could look around the area more closely.

He came and picked me up around noon. I asked him, “Do you still have those blankets in your trunk?”

He smiled at me and nodded his head yes.

This time we went to our place down by the creek first. We kissed and held each other. I needed his strong arms around me. It made me feel safe.

I started to remove my shirt, and he stopped me and said, "I want to do that today."

He came over to me and took off my shirt. He gently put his hand in my bra and started playing with my nipples as we kissed. He then sucked on my nipples, letting his tongue dance around them. They became hard like little pebbles.

I undid my buttons on my jeans and slipped out of them. My panties were soaked.

He held me with one arm and slid his finger into me, rubbing me as we kissed. I wanted him to lick me, but I wanted him in me even more. I took off my bra and slid my panties off. I was standing in front of him naked in broad daylight.

I undid his belt and opened his fly and took his manhood into my mouth. I knew he loved this. I craved the explosion of cum in my mouth.

I laid down on the blanket and watched him undress. He joined me on the blanket then teased my pussy with the tip of his cock. Lying back, I exposed my pussy and its glistening wetness. As he slid his cock into me, I could feel the goosebumps all over me.

I was moaning with pleasure and said to him, “Fuck me like you never had before.”

His strokes in me became faster as my juices flowed down on the blanket.

He rolled me over and said, "Katerina, I want to fuck you doggie style.”

My ass was in the air as a cool breeze came over us. He plunged into me. I bit my lip and was screaming, “William fuck me. Fuck me harder.” 

His cock exploding with cum. I felt him pull out of me. I rolled back over and sucked my juices and cum off his cock.

He looked at me and said, "Katerina, you were like a wild animal today. I do not know why but please let us do this again soon.”

I smiled at him and said, "Yes, please, very soon."

There was something different about making love to him today. I was not sure if it was because I feared for my life or I had fallen deeper in love with him. It did not matter. All that mattered was the sensation of sex and being in love.

We were driving home, and William asked me, "What got into you today? I loved what we did today, but you were different somehow."

I told him, "I was horny, and I wanted you badly."

He smiled and drove me home.

When I went to the door, I saw no one was home. There was a note on the kitchen table telling me my great grandmother had taken ill, and they took her to the hospital. I jumped in my car and rushed to the hospital.

I found my mom and asked her, “How is Grams? Will she be okay?

She replied, “I do not know, Katerina. The doctor will be out to speak to us in a few minutes.”

We sat down and anxiously awaited the doctor.

He finally came out and took us to a private room and told us, "She is not doing too good. Her heart is weak, among other problems that she has. We are still running tests on her, so I cannot tell you about her long-term health. You can see her one at a time but not for more than five minutes each. I will be back here in the morning, and I can call you with the prognosis, or you can come here and see me."

My mom thanked him. Then she said to me, "I will go see her first, then you can."

She came out of the room with a look on her face that I knew was not good.

My mom told me, "Your turn. Katerina, please do not take too long. She does not look good, and she needs some rest."

I went into her room, and my mom was right. She looked awful. I could not understand how she got this way so quickly.

I put my hand on her forehead and asked, “Grams, how are you?"

She looked at me and said, “I think you know how I am. I want you to sit down. I have a few things I must tell you. You must try to finish your training tonight. I will be with you if humanly possible. If I cannot be, you have learned so much already. Just follow your instincts. They have served you proud. I promise you will get through this. I need my rest now, child. See you in my dreams."

I gave her a kiss and hug and told her, “I will not let you down.”

My mom and I went home knowing there was nothing more we could do at the hospital.

When we got home, I told my mom, “I am going to bed now and pray for grams.”

I went up to my room more determined than ever. I would use everything I knew now to finish my training and escape my jailers.

I put my amulet on, and I was whisked right back to my jail cell.

I tried using my mind-reading abilities, and they worked. This was not like Germany. There were a dozen or more guards and no way could I knock them all out. I decided when it was my turn for trial, I would try my escape then.

Day after day went by with no changes in my situation. Then one day, a lady of some refinement named Mary came by the jail. I saw her as she looked at all the women. The thing that stood out is she had the aura of a witch. I tried to speak to her and was quickly beaten by a guard. 

One of the women came to me after they left and asked if I was okay. I heard the other women talking as she wiped away the blood from my wounds. This woman Mary was the wife of Governor William Phips. `

Somehow, I knew she would be the one to help me. I just did not know how to contact her. Soon after she left the jail, she was accused of witchcraft. The next day she was brought to the jail but put in a separate cell. I could not believe that her husband would stand for this.

A guard came to our cell, pointed at me, and said, "Come with me, wench."

I read his mind and knew that it was not my turn for trial. He was taking me to see Mary. We got to her cell, and he shoved me into it.

She came to me and helped me up, then whispered to me, "I know what you are. I could see your aura. I am Mary, and what might your name be?”

I answered, “I am Katerina.”

I was worried about why she called me and if I was to be hanged right away. I looked at her with a weak smile and asked, “What are you going to do about me being a witch?”

She replied, “Nothing. We are both getting out of here very soon. My husband will see to it. For now, we will make ourselves comfortable as we can.”

I asked, “Am I to stay here with you?” She nodded her head yes.

She told me about her husband and herself and how he came to power. She told me that the world had become very political, and England had made the colonies a mess. He had to travel back and forth from England all the time, and she barely saw him.

I asked her, “Do you have any children?”

She grinned at me and sarcastically said, "I think you need to have sex to have children."

I looked and said, "I am sorry, I did not mean to pry."

She told me, "That is okay. I should not have said that."

I asked her, “How long have you known that you are a witch?”

She told me, "Most of my life, my mother taught me."

We went to talk about how we were trained and places we had been. She was in Germany and saw the horrors there just like me.

I asked her did she know Gret and Clara.

She replied, "I met them both, and Clara was so cute I could have eaten her up."

I giggled and said, “Funny you say that. I did.”

She looked at me puzzled and asked, “What do you mean by that?”

I thought, what have I done. I should not have said that.

I looked at her sheepishly, “You know. Don’t you?”

She said, "Whew. For a minute, I thought you were a cannibal."

She stood up and peeled the way the layers of undergarments exposing her bushy pussy to me.

She looked at me and said, “It has been years since I have had sex. Would you indulge me?”

She did not have to ask me twice. I went right to work on her soaking pussy. She had her first orgasm the second my tongue touched it. I do not think needy was the right word for her. I guess desperate was more fitting.

She lay back on the paper-thin mattress and hiked up her dress, giving me better access. I fingered her and ate her for at least an hour. She had so many orgasms I lost count. Her moaning was so loud I had to muffle her with my hand.

She kept pushing my head down. I was drowning in her juices.

She finally let up and told me, “I do not have the words of appreciation. All I can tell you is thank you. I do not know where you learned your skills, but you are amazing.”

I had hoped she might return the favor, but that was not to be.

The next morning, we were woken by the guards opening our cell door. The one guard was saying that we were free to go.

I did not know why. I was certainly not going to ask.

As we got to the entrance, there was an order written on the wall. It was from her husband. It read in part. He had halted the proceeding and disbanded The Court of Oyer and Terminer. That he was forming a new type of court that would not allow spectral evidence, all the women that were locked up were set free.

I hugged Mary and said, "You were right. Your husband came through for us."

She smiled at me and said, "I knew he would. I must take my leave of you, Katerina, and go see him, but I will never forget you."

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I woke and wondered if I had completed my training. I felt different somehow.

I went downstairs and asked my mom, “When are we going to see Grams?”

She answered, "Her visiting hours begin in two hours so go get ready. I do not want to be late."

We arrived at the hospital and went straight to the doctor to find out her condition. We found him, and he told us that he had never seen anything like my great-grandmother. She was worlds better, and all the tests they ran came back negative. He did warn us that her heart was weak but that she was doing okay for someone her age. He also stated that he would release her later this afternoon, saying, "We do not want too much excitement so you can see her but only one at a time."

My mom went in first and saw her. I could hear through the door her crying with happiness. It was my turn next. I walked through the door with the biggest smile ever and gave her a huge hug.

She looked at me and said, “Katerina, I am so proud of you. Your training is complete now. I was with you last night.”

She coughed a little and continued, "I am not sure how to say this, so I will blurt it out. I did not know you were bi-sexual."

My face turned red as a cherry. I then said to her, “Neither did I.”

She said, "None of that matters. What matters is you are done training, and you now belong to the most exclusive fraternity. You will know more about your power in the coming weeks and months. Katerina, you must know that you are the most powerful witch that has ever walked the earth. Be careful and never misuse your powers. They could be stripped from you if you do."

I asked, “How do you know I am the most powerful?”

She replied, “Because I was before you, and now you have the crown of the sorority. Now go find out when the hell I am getting out of here."

We took her home that afternoon and made her comfortable. I went and saw William and told him all about my great grandmother’s condition.

I went to bed that night and no amulet. I was so happy to return to a night of regular sleep. I woke up the next morning and went into my great-grandmother's room.

I asked her, “Do you need anything?”

She replied, “No, I am fine but thank you for asking.”

I said to her, “Grams, I have a question I am not sure you know the answer to, but I will ask anyway. The man who set me free in Salem was named Sir William Phips. My boyfriend's name is William Philips. Is there any connection there?"

She smiled at me and said, “You are a clever witch. Yes, there is a connection. Mary and William never had children, but they did adopt one. Your boyfriend is a descendant of his family. They changed their last name to avoid the publicity of the witch trials. So, stay close to your boyfriend. He is a good man and comes from good bloodlines."

It was becoming clear to me now. The entire training was making me understand what witches had gone through.

I told her, "You have never steered me wrong, so I will do that. I miss him, and if you do not need me, I want to go see him."

She said, "Go, child, enjoy today."

I went to his house, and we spent the afternoon kissing and hugging.

He asked me, “Would it be okay if I went and saw your great grandmother?”

I nodded my head, yes, and off we went. On our way home, there were some new people moving into our neighborhood. He slowed down to look, and they were having trouble with some of their furniture.

He said to me, “I think it would be nice if we stopped for a few minutes and gave them a hand.”

I said, “I agree.”

We pulled over and lent a helping hand.

A woman came out of the house to thank us and said, "My name is Bridgette. I cannot thank you enough. I will get my daughters out here to meet you. They are about the same age as you."

I told her, “We are glad to help. My name is Katrina, and this is my boyfriend, William.”

She went inside to get them.

William said to me, “That is a pretty heavy accent she has. It sounds German or something like that.”

They came out and introduced themselves, the older one saying, "Hello, my name is Gretchen, and this is my sister Clarice."

I looked at them both, and they had the witches' aura. I looked at Clarice. Our eyes met, and we stared at each other for several seconds. It was like I was looking into Clara's eyes.

We helped for a little while then went to my house to see my great-grandmother.

I told William, “Let me go to her room first to make sure she is awake.”

She was, and I asked her, "Grams, I have to know this. We have some new neighbors, and their names are so close to the two I met in Germany. The mother speaks with a German accent. Is it any relation to them?”

She looked at me and said, “You already know the answer. They will join you one day soon in the sorority of witches. You can help them.”

The end, or is it?

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I went on to read more about the trials in Salem. In nineteen fifty-seven, the state Of Massachusetts formally apologized for the trials. In two thousand and one, they finally exonerated those that were convicted.

About a year after he ordered the end of the trials, Sir William Phips was ordered back to London. Before he left, he pardoned all who had been accused of witchcraft. He arrived in London and was arrested on exaggerated charges. He died of fever before the charges were ever heard in court.

There is a lot of information on Wikipedia about Salem and Germany. There is also information about Heinrich Kramer and Sir William Phips.

I want to thank my friend Hamburger73 for the inspiration and help in writing this series of stories.