Sandra couldn't help but chuckle as she came home to find a naked young man hanging in mid-air by his ankles in her living room. She recognized Chuck, the boy who lived next door. His arms were pinned behind his back, his legs spread apart, his eyes and mouth bound shut. He writhed and whimpered in the air, but his motions were limited, locked in place as he was by the ankles and the wrists. The bonds were invisible, of course, making it look like he was just hovering there, but they were also absolutely unbreakable. Such was the power of the Sex Magic which bound the boy and was presently attacking his poor diamond-hard cock with abandon.
Sandra could sense he was presently feeling a combination of three blowjobs, a dozen feathers, and four slick hands all stimulating him at once. Each sensation was distinct, and moved with its own rhythm, overlapping and blending at different frequencies, driving the boy towards the mightiest orgasm of his entire life! Except, of course, such a heavenly release was not forthcoming. A powerful Orgasm Block kept him denied, even as the phantom stimulations lovingly and relentlessly coaxed him.
Sandra took a moment to bask in the boy's intense Lust Energy. He clearly hadn't cum in a while, and the Tease Spells were revving his engine into the red. She could tell his balls ached terribly, full of unspent cum, even as his cock throbbed with an unbearable tension! But the pleasures could not be resisted any more than the invisible bondage.
Sandra stepped into the room to see her daughter Julia playing a video game, one of those dumb arena shooters Sandra just never saw the appeal of. Despite looking like a runway model, Julia still had a nerdy side to her. Perhaps because of this, she had very studiously practiced her powers as soon as she got them. Despite having them for only two months, she was already a master, as poor Chuck could presently attest to.
"Hi, Mom!" she said, her eyes still on the game.
"Hello, dear," said Sandra. She feigned a stern expression and crossed her arms, looking at her daughter. "And how long, exactly, has this poor boy been hanging here?"