epilogue

This is a report from the past, To put it bluntly, the treatment was a failure. Sigh... I, the doctor who preceded him, Despite all the hard work he put into his treatment, Your masochistic symptoms are not getting better, It's getting worse and worse. It's truly an admirable masochistic trait. No, since you're a witch, I guess it suits you to be looked down upon by women. Because, just by me approaching you like this, My heart is still beating hard, "I love you, I love you..." even more than when we first met. My dick is twitching. Ah, until the very end, He was a hopeless pervert. Now, this document... picture? Please write your name in this signature line. Yes? This is the contract for further witchcraft treatment. My name is already written on it. All you have to do is write it. What is it? Your masochism hasn't been cured yet, Naturally, you will need to continue treatment in the future, so from next time onwards, we will provide a more advanced treatment. This is the contract for that purpose. Anyway, that pathetic witch cock is erect, The urethra swells up, "I love you, big sister, touch the tip, tease me a lot," he says, his cock dripping with witch juice, and he's sure he can't handle it on his own. Don't look so happy, masochist. Yes. So, please wait for me at home tomorrow. I will come to you at 9:00 AM. Oh, of course, Please save your semen. From now on, every day at home, A witch treatment for two, Let's do our best, pervert witch ♡