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Cassandra
couldn't stop gazing at the girl... she had seen beautiful girls over the years, but never had she
seen one as beautiful as this one. The girl seemed to combine a natural innocence with a soft
sensuality that elicited a rush of desire in her she hadn't felt since... since Damien. Cassandra
moved closer to the girl while comparing their beauty... she was blonde and wore her long hair
down... the girl's hair was dark and even fell further down her back. With every step closer she
felt her groin throb and wanted her like she'd never wanted a girl more. The second the girl turned
to her and looked into her eyes, she bore into her with everything she had, quickly mesmerizing her
on the spot. *** Theresa had been debating whether to hit one more store before calling it quits
when she felt the presence... when she looked up she saw a pretty blond approaching her. It was her
beauty that distracted her from thinking and before she realized something was wrong she was
totally captivated. Theresa tried looking away but found she couldn't. Her mind screamed warning
when she attempted again... but she kept on staring at her. Why hadn't her witchcraft detected
danger from the start? Theresa quickly attempted a protection spell but during the middle of
formulating the right incantation, her mind felt muddled and confused... she couldn't complete it.
Who was this girl? She did look familiar... she was very beautiful and could rival her own beauty.
When a huge grin spread across the blonde's face, Theresa felt herself slipping away. "You're very
beautiful, what's your name?" The blonde girl asked. "Theresa Fawn" Theresa replied, unable to
respond any other way. Again she tried a protection spell, but this time she couldn't even start
it. She found herself unable to move a muscle... physically or mentally. "What a lovely name." The
blonde stated. Theresa blushed. "Tonight I initiate you into a very exclusive club." The blonde
added with a smile. "When I spotted you standing here a few seconds ago I knew I couldn't go the
evening without us becoming intimate. Would you like that... to become intimate with me?" "No. I...
I'm not attracted to girls." Theresa replied. The blonde looked slightly surprised at her remark
and then appeared to focus on her more. "Tell me Theresa, how are you feeling about me at this
moment?" "Confused... fear... I don't know how you're doing this." Theresa replied. "Are you saying
that you're not the least bit horny for me!?!" the blonde responded in shock. "No. I told you I'm
not into lesbian sex." Theresa replied, unable to muster anything other than calm responses. Here
she was, one of the most powerful witches on the east coast and she couldn't break this simple
hypnosis... at least that was the only explanation she had for her inability to control her own
actions. "Theresa, you should be aroused by me... this doesn't make sense." "It's probably due to
my charm." she replied, wishing she'd shut up. "Explain." the blonde commanded. Theresa could see
her eyes light up with interest. "The charm is inside my body and was given to me by my grandmother
to ward off supernatural influences." Theresa responded, unable to stop from disclosing this. ***
Cassandra was stunned. A mixture of awe and fear washed over her at this girl's declaration. She
wondered exactly what she had stumbled upon. Part of her insisted that Theresa was no different
from Jill, Colleen, Amy, or Jennifer... current members of her harem... part of her wanted to
simply take this girl home and add her to her collection but then the other part of her screamed
warning. She was obviously messing around with something she knew nothing about. She decided she
needed to sit down and see what she was up against. If the girl wasn't so beautiful she would erase
her memory and leave but she was in fact the most beautiful girl she'd ever seen. Cassandra led her
to the food court where they took a seat. "I must admit Theresa... you've taken me by
surprise...and if you weren't so incredibly beautiful we wouldn't even be having this conversation.
Incidentally, how is it that you are far prettier than every model that I've ever seen?" "I
combined my natural beautiful with enhancing spells to restructure my physical body. I'm perfection
by desire." Theresa replied... then blushed at her admission. Cassandra sat there with her mouth
agape. Was it possible? I guess if there could be vampires, there could also be witches. She knew
that once she placed someone under her hypnotic power that the subject was powerless to disobey.
Nor were they able to lie. Damien had told her once that once a vampire exerts their mesmerism
power and gained control... the subject was theirs to command. Damien even said that if she were
ever to manage putting him under, that he'd be powerless himself... but then he laughed and told
her that he'd never allow her to win a mesmerism battle. "Theresa, are you trying to tell me you're
a witch?" "Yes." "How powerful are you?" "Very powerful." "If you're so powerful, then why was I
able to place you under my power so easily?" "I don't know, really. I don't understand it myself.
My charm protects me from spells being cast but I guess hypnotism is something altogether
different. I've never been hypnotized before and every time I try breaking the control you have
over me I can't seem to think straight. The incantation keeps eluding me. I guess if you were to
give me permission, then I could do it." Cassandra thought what a 'twist' this had taken... she was
feeling both aroused and still a bit afraid... too bad the witch wasn't feeling the same. She
looked into her eyes and saw the same glazed look that accompanied her other victims but knew she
couldn't keep her in this state forever. What if she managed to break free? Could the witch use her
powers against her? She wondered if she performed her usual initiation whether or not it would
work. Could a witch become a thrall? Then a brilliant idea came to mind... Was it possible to use
this witch's power against herself? "Tell me Theresa, how good are you at casting spells?" "It
depends on what type of spell." "Let's say a love spell." "There are different degrees to love
spells... the only one I ever cast was an infatuation spell." "Oh... tell me about it." "About
three years ago, my cousin, Bart, had a crush on this girl in high school but the girl was a
cheerleader and wouldn't give him the time of day. Anyway, he knew I was a witch and asked me if I
could help him. At first I said 'no' because I don't believe you should make someone feel something
that isn't natural. Anyway, he pleaded with me and I eventually gave in. I performed an infatuation
spell on the girl and within a week the girl became Bart's steady girl friend. He called me a
couple of weeks later to tell me that the girl couldn't get enough of him. "She keeps on pleading
with me to make love to her." He told me. To this day they're inseparable and she only has eyes for
him." "Do you think that was fair to make her fall in love with your cousin?" "No... but everything
turned out fine. The girl doesn't know that what she's feeling is due to witchcraft... and whether
it's artificial or natural, the love is real to her. Bart and the girl couldn't be happier."
"What's the strongest love spell you are capable of casting?" "I've only heard of someone using it
once, but I guess I could do it. The spell is called a love/lust obsession spell. Once the subject
is under this spell, he or she is totally consumed with an unrelenting sexual craving and love for
person who cast the spell. Once this spell is cast it can't be reversed." "Are you telling me that
once someone is under this spell it's for life and there isn't anything anyone can do about it?"
"Yes." *** Theresa couldn't believe she was telling this girl all this and wondered why she was
interested in these spells. Another thing that kept on nagging at her was the girl's familiarity.
She wondered where she had seen her before. "Theresa, explain the ceremony you'd need to perform to
cast this spell." "The benefactor of the spell must be totally naked and then place a white cloth,
soaked with their intended victim's blood, around his shaft if he's a man... or inside her vagina
if she's a girl. Once this is done the benefactor of the spell must invoke a brief incantation.
That's all there is to it. The spell is absolute and immediate." Cassandra smiled at her. "Theresa,
is it possible for me to cast a spell on someone?" "No. Only a witch can cast a spell." "Hmmm. What
if the person's a vampire... could they cast the spell on a witch?" "No." "What if the person has a
charm to ward off supernatural influence?" "The only spells that would work on someone with a charm
would be if they were casting a spell on themselves... this is why I can change my appearance or
enhance my looks." Cassandra could hardly sit still as her body flushed with excitement. "Theresa,
we're going to go back to my place... I want to talk more about this witchcraft of yours." Theresa
was powerless to resist. II. While Cassandra led Theresa back to her place, Theresa continued to
try and break free of the hypnotic control she was under. When Theresa entered the luxury
apartment, she was momentarily surprised when she passed two beautiful and very naked girls... on
their knees. They both bowed their heads in subservience. "Theresa...do you know who I am?" the
blonde asked. "No, but you look familiar. I think maybe I've seen you on T.V. or something." "My
name's Cassandra Seavers... do you recognize it?" "Yes! You're that model! Now I remember you."
Theresa exclaimed with excitement. She sounded like a schoolgirl suddenly meeting a celebrity but
couldn't help it. She then watched Cassandra walk over to a drawer and retrieve a handkerchief from
it. "Wh... what are you going to do?" Theresa stammered, wondering why she was able to talk but not
recite the incantation. "Take off your clothes." Cassandra commanded with a smile, ignoring her
question. Without the slightest hesitation, Theresa unbuttoned her blouse... shed her jeans... then
stripped off her bra and panties. Now she stood in front of her completely naked, blushing. "You're
a very lovely witch, Theresa." Cassandra stated as she slowly inspected her. Theresa's ample
breasts stood proudly at attention; perfectly formed with a sexy lift to them... her nipples were
as hard as pebbles. Her dark patch of pubic hair was neatly trimmed. "Tomorrow, you'll shave that
off." Theresa didn't respond... she just stood there quiet and at attention. Cassandra then walked
behind her to check out her ass, her blush deepened when she felt Cassandra's hands caress her
well-rounded and perfectly formed buttocks. Then she came back in front of her and smiled... then
reached up to cup her full breasts...giving them a squeeze. Then Cassandra stripped naked herself
and now they stood facing each other, staring at their naked beauty. Cassandra slowly got down to
her knees and kissed her... down under. She could feel Cassandra's tongue slide between her petals
but felt nothing sexual about the act. She simply stood still... like a statue. She didn't feel
revulsion, just embarrassment... and then Cassandra moved her lips up along her stomach and to her
breasts... she yelped when she felt a prick just underneath her right globe.
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.. Theresa could feel a
trickle of blood seep from the open cut. "A vampire." she whispered. "Vampiress." Cassandra
corrected with a smile. Theresa thought for sure that the vampiress was going to drink from her but
instead she dabbed at her blood with a handkerchief... then it HIT her! "Please don't." she
whispered. Cassandra merely smiled in response... and then took the blood soaked handkerchief and
inserted into her vagina... and then. "Alright Theresa... now the incantation." The compulsion to
do as commanded was too hard to resist and she heard herself chant.
"Misa...Vesual...Remor...Talto"... and then it happened, eliciting a gasp. Theresa felt a searing
heat flood her groin like nothing she'd ever felt before and while her mind shouted 'no' her body
lit up with sexual arousal for the blonde goddess before her. Stronger and faster her passion grew
and the wet heat forced her down to her knees. She looked up at Cassandra with pleading eyes as
every fiber of her being wanted to touch her... kiss her... love her. Cassandra was so, so
beautiful... smelled so, so beautiful... she needed to please her... she was everything to her...
everything... she couldn't imagine life without her. Only for a brief second had she acknowledged
that these feeling were generated by the spell... it simply didn't matter. The intensity of her
desire rapidly spread and it became physical painful not to act on her desire... finally, Theresa
step forward and soon they were kissing like two sex-starved lovers reuniting. "Please...
Cassandra... Please love me" Theresa begged... and then Cassandra inserted two fingers into her
wetness below. Theresa gasped, and then came all over Cassandra's hand... then Cassandra led
Theresa over to the king-sized bed where she stretched out provocatively. "Tell me Theresa, would
you like me to lick my pussy?" she asked with a grin. "Ye...Yes. I would...please." Theresa
whimpered, as her craving grew stronger. "Then come here sweetie." Cassandra replied. Theresa
climbed on top of the bed between Cassandra's spread legs... then without a moments hesitation
began licking... greedily sucking all her juices... and only after they both climaxed to several
orgasms did they finally pass out... Theresa's head nestled between Cassandra's legs. III. When
Cassandra awoke, she expected to find her new lover next to her side... Instead, she found a note.
'Cassandra, I never dreamed a spell could make someone feel this way... Knowing this is a spell
doesn't matter. I love you so much it hurts and leaving you this morning was the hardest thing I
ever had to do. I don't think the spell will allow me to stay away too long, so, I will probably be
back very soon. Please Cassandra. Please understand. I must say goodbye to my Mother. I love you.
Theresa.' Cassandra felt fear. Damien had never told her about witches so she wasn't sure what to
expect. Had she underestimated her? Cassandra lifted herself up off the bed and walked over to the
mirror. Her hair had a wild look to it, but like every part of her anatomy, she oozed sensuality.
Cassandra reflected on their night of passion and the memory sent new signals of pleasure through
her. She thought the spell would keep Theresa at her side... it didn't. She tried reaching the
witch with her mind... nothing. Cassandra figured that there must be some occult law that dictates
the greater power and noted that Theresa broke free of the hypnosis once the spell was cast. She
telepathically sent for her thralls, hoping that maybe Theresa had said something to them before
she left. Two of the girls were already up and entered her room. They were both naked. Cassandra
didn't allow the girls to wear anything... except panties when they were having their period...
then they spent much of the time in her bed. This was the only time she fed. Fortunately for her,
the girls were on different cycles... only Jennifer and Jill overlapped. During these times, they
all slept together. Once Cassandra enthralled them, she converted their body chemistry to respond
only to females. Three of the four under her power hadn't shown any lesbian tendencies until she
seduced them... then she 'turned' them to reap pleasures from one another. "Did any of you two see
Theresa leave this morning?" "Yes Mistress." Jill replied. "The girl told me that you said not to
wake you. She said that she would be returning." Cassandra felt quite helpless to do anything other
than wait for her... and as she sat there thinking the worst she wondered if Theresa was playing
her? What if she wasn't returning at all? Worse yet, what if Theresa was preparing a spell of her
very own and getting ready to cast it? For the first time in her immortal life, Cassandra felt fear
and didn't like it. She had no choice but to bank on Theresa returning and instructed all four of
her thralls to do everything in their power to imprison her in her bedroom upon her return. She
might not be able to telepathically communicate with Theresa but she could use her thralls as
liaisons. She didn't trust the witch and felt that she had to keep her distance until she was
convinced Theresa was indeed under the obsession spell. Part of her thought about telling Damien
but another part of her decided against it. V. Theresa Fawn struggled to get back to her house.
Every step was difficult as her sex throbbed with need. Never in her wildest dreams did she think a
spell could render her to this state and she hoped that her book of spells could help her. When she
reached home she told her mother that she didn't have time to explain. Then she went to her room to
study her 'Book of Spells'... in studying the spell she saw where there wasn't much she could do...
as it appeared relentless and permanent. When her mother came upstairs to her room, she confessed
everything and cried. Her mother consoled her. Theresa confessed. "I love her so much... it hurts
to be away from her. I need her like I've never needed before. I never ever thought about a girl
like this before but now I can't think of anything but... I'm sorry. I don't know how long I'll be
gone for... it may be forever." "I have something that may help." Her mother responded and she led
her into her room. "I never could bring myself to use this on someone... it was a gift from your
Father." Her mother handed her a small vial that she pulled out of her drawer. "This should make
life easier to deal with... just slip it inside her mouth." "How?" Theresa asked, looking at the
clear liquid inside the vial. "Without her noticing, pour the contents inside your mouth and then
kiss her... you can transfer the potion into her mouth... the potion is designed to taste and feel
like your saliva... it won't work right away but when it does it will make things easier." "What
will this do to her?" "It's a powerful love potion... she'll find herself in love with you as much
as you are in love with her. She'll quite literally be addicted to your touch and need to be with
you constantly. This means that every time you aren't with her, she'll suffer much of the same
thing you'll be feeling. Your touch and kiss is what she needs to feel happy." "Then I'm doomed to
be her lover for the rest of my life." Theresa whispered. Her mother nodded and then they said
their good-byes. She took a cab to get back to Cassandra's apartment... and it seemed the closer
she got to her place, the more anxious her body became... by the time she knocked on Cassandra's
door she felt so horny and wet that she could feel her panties chafe against her thighs. Theresa
felt incredibly frightened and depressed when Theresa wasn't home but she had no choice but to
wait. She knew she couldn't do anything again to displease Cassandra. "Mistress told me to tell you
to strip and lay naked spread eagle on the bed. No masturbating." Jennifer instructed. Theresa was
far beyond modesty and complied. VI. Cassandra smiled when she discovered Theresa was back... and
beamed when she heard that the witch was naked and assuming her directed position. It proved that
she was under the 'obsession spell' and under her power. Just as she was heading back to be with
Theresa she felt Damien's summon. "Yes Master." She telepathically responded. "I'm turning Sarah
tonight at midnight... I want you in attendance when I perform the ceremony." "Yes Master." She
replied and then felt their link disappear. She didn't like Sarah and never would. She had taken
advantage of her during their sexual relationship and she'd never forgive her... it was the most
humiliating experience of her life. Cassandra decided she still had time to play with her witch
before the ceremony and continued back to her apartment. When Cassandra opened the door to her
bedroom, the sight before her elicited a rush of pleasure. Theresa had been instructed to wait for
her spread eagle on the bed... and that was exactly the way she found her. She could smell the
witch's arousal come from her glistening and dripping pussy. Theresa's eyes read one expression...
passive lust. "So, my lovely witch slave has returned. Did you miss me?" "Yes Cassandra... I'm
sorry... I just had to say goodbye to my Mother. Please forgive me." "Maybe." "Can I please go to
the bathroom." "Sure honey, but hurry up because I'm horny and I want to put your tongue to good
use." Cassandra smiled as Theresa struggled to the bathroom... she could see the witch's arousal
dripping down her leg. *** Theresa didn't need to go to the bathroom... but she did need the
privacy to take the potion. She made sure not to swallow it and returned to Cassandra... soon they
were kissing and while Cassandra was busy squeezing her ass cheeks she transferred the potion into
her mouth... it was done and she never suspected. VII. While Theresa slept, naked, on top of
Cassandra's bed, Cassandra was entering Damien's mansion. The maid at the door was none other than
Tricia Lane, looking lovely as ever... but as Cassandra gazed at her former friend, model and
lover, her thoughts were focused on Theresa. Cassandra reflected on their passion of a couple hours
ago and still couldn't get over how much they came. Tricia acted the perfect servant and led
Cassandra down to the pool area... there she saw Sarah, naked like usual, beautiful as ever.
Cassandra saw a smirk on Sarah's face but Cassandra shot back a powerful "behave your self!" which
quickly wiped the grin off her face. Cassandra sat down in a chair next to the former actress.
"Well... well... well... if it isn't my favorite model." Sarah stated, regaining some of her
boldness. "Shut up... I'm not in the mood!" Sarah remained quiet as Cassandra fidgeted. She
couldn't concentrate and didn't want to be here. She wanted to be with Theresa, and she could
picture the teenager the way she left her... lying peacefully naked on her bed. Cassandra wanted to
get back to her and then it 'HIT' her! She bolted up in shock. There was no other explanation!
Theresa must have done it to her... the longer she was away from her the stronger the feelings
became. Somehow, Theresa had cast a spell on her. "What's wrong Cassandra... what is it?" Asked
Sarah, breaking the silence. Cassandra turned to look at Sarah, and then got up and walked slowly
towards the pool. Looking at the water she finally mumbled. "I'm under her spell." Sarah looked at
her in confusion.
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