The coolness of the toilet seat, once she was seated felt good against her tender ass. She looked up at her Mom and Aunt and then with a sigh, released the enema that she had so struggled to hold.

As she had released, once the first rush was past, she had a lot of questions. “What are we Mom? How did you move us here? Why did she have to beat the hell out of my ass? Did you and Aunt Pam really have to go through this too? Did you do it at the same time? Is there going to be any more happen to me tonight that I need to dread!!??”

“Slow Down, I can’t remember that many questions at a time let me catch up!!” When she settled and was quiet her Mom looked at Aunt Pam and began. “First of all, we are Witches, this has nothing to do with anything religious, it is like being a Jew; we were born to it and may or may not ascribe to any particular religion. You know that your Dad and I are not big church goers but we have been in a church enough to know that we are not atheist either.”

“Witches are not mean evil women who turn people into toads, though I know a few who deserve it. We moved here because it was our wish to do so and one of the things you will learn to do with your new strengths is to feel and open doors that before you never were able to be aware of. This isn’t supernatural Cindy, it is ultra natural. At one time many people had these powers, not everyone, but many. It has to do with differences in brain chemistry.”

“As men began to more and more cultivate the land, the change in the diet led to certain deficiencies in certain substances that were critical in the development of these powers in children. Without them they just don’t develop. In Egypt before the first dynasty there was a Sect of High Priestesses that as a part of their ritual cleansing took enemas with various additives that were passed down from a past too far back to know. They were introduced into the mystery at the age of 6 and the cleansings reawakened the natural abilities in some. Over time they refined the methods as they realized for one thing that only girls who were their mothers first born could gain these abilities.”

“If you were the second child, no matter what the sex of the first, you could never become a Witch. This knowledge is one of the leaks and why such a big deal has always been made of “Elders”. We, every one of us is, the eldest Daughter of the eldest daughter of the eldest daughter and so on back through eternity. At one time there were men with similar abilities but they used them for conquest and in the end, killed themselves out. We don’t know exactly what path they took to the awakening of these abilities, but it is not ours, it has been tried repeatedly and our methods will not work on males.”

“Louisa welcomed you into the Mystery as all women are welcomed. In pain and fear you must pass through the door and into our sisterhood. There are other things that must have been met or you would not have been here tonight. Pamela and I were a rare exception as you can imagine and you bet we went over the throne as you did. We did it on the same night but not together.” She looked at Pam, Your Aunt had the jitters so bad she nearly wet herself at the last minute and since she was in the Bathroom, I went first.” She grinned, “Then I got to watch as she was brought into the coven. They were careful that she didn’t see me so she had no idea if I had even survived.”

Pam butted in, “I’ll have you know that it was your Mother’s idea for me to go to the bathroom right then. She always was the sneaky one and was always getting me in trouble. I know your bottom is tender Honey but you just don’t know yet. You were amazing!! Your Mom was on her 14th when she passed over. Because I was sure that they had killed my sister and were going to kill me now, I had so much on my mind that it took me 21 before I made the break through. At 7 you are about the quickest in my memory. And the way you did it was unique! You stopped her before you freed yourself! I don’t remember of hearing of that before. They say that Louisa ported behind her Tester on the 11th and then grabbed the paddle on the back stroke.”

“The rest of the evening will be your welcoming party and other than a little gentle teasing you should find little to complain about.” Her Mom finished.

“One more question! Just one!” She asked as they were helping her redo her makeup and hair readying her for return. When her Mom nodded, she asked, “You said that there were other things that had to be met before, what things? I don’t remember anything?”

Pam spoke for them this time. It had always been almost as if they were but one soul with two bodies. “You were here because you were not a wild child and not rebellious. You have accepted the enemas and the spankings long past the point where many would have become unmanageable. Do you know of anyone else in your class that is still spanked and given enemas as you are?”

“Well no, but I just thought you and Mom were weird!”

Laughing, “We are, just not the way you thought! Cynthia, our order learned millennia ago something that the men didn’t. If you are going to gift someone with the kind of power that you will grow to use, you need to be of a steady and not overly aggressive nature. The few mistakes we have made have been costly. We now take few chances. If you had resisted the weekly enemas beyond a little whining and an occasional tantrum they would have stopped. Did your Mother ever even once hold you down or FORCE you physically to take them?”

“Well I didn’t feel like I had a choice that is for sure!!”

“But did she force you?”

“Does mental coercion count?”

“Not in the least.”

“Then I guess not. She didn’t tie me down or anything like that, but she spanked me if I didn’t hold and take it like I was supposed too!”

“And what did you do?’

Cynthia looked down and sort of shuffled her feet, “Held it and took it like she told me too.”

“Exactly! You have to understand Honey, she had to be able to manage you without too much trouble. Pretty soon, there will be no one person that will be able to physically force you to do ANYTHING. You have to be a good girl to start with and be of the personality type that tries hard to please or you are just too dangerous. When a mistake is made, it is horrible! Once you attain your full powers the only way you can be stopped from doing something is to STOP you. Do you understand?” Aunt Pam and her Mom were both looking at her.

“You mean like kill?”

“That or worse! You will learn about all of that in school when it starts. Jane is a blessing and she will make a good witch. Thank goodness Beth wasn’t first! She is more than a handful without powers! She would never have come close and as soon, next month, as Jane passes through, the enemas will slow down at my house. The only reason the rest get them is because it isn’t a fair trial to single one child out so Jack and I decided that everyone will get them. They still help the good flora and without them Beth would most likely be unmanageable.”

“Mom! Does this mean that I don’t have to take them any more?”

“Sorry Dear, they will be a part of your life for as long as you live. But I will tell you this, you will find them a lot more entertaining at school and probably at home too. I will show you how to make them a real pleasure.”

Possibly because she had been so clean to start with, the release didn’t take as long to be done with as she had thought and soon after a trip that also felt nice to the bidet. After that she was laid over a bench and her ass was tended to with a soothing cream and then dried and cleaned off so as not to stain her new dress.

Once she was presentable again and ready to face her inquisitors, her Mom and Aunt each took one of her hands and in a flash of light were back on the stage. She kissed Cynthia’s cheek and took her hand as Aunt Pam took the other. “Time to fly!” As they popped she wondered to herself, “SCHOOL!”

When they appeared on the raised stage everyone in the room began to applaud. Cynthia blushed as her Mom and Aunt Pam stepped away from her, presenting her to the Queen and the covens.