Chapter Six
 

Prologue

Cassandra felt nervous as she sat at the table.

"Has he tried to contact you?" Theresa asked.

"No.  But he will... I'm sure of it,” Cassandra replied... wondering how upset Damien would be when he discovered what Theresa did to Sarah.
 

I.

Sarah stretched her lithe body and yawned.

Then with a start she suddenly realized her unfamiliarity.  She bolted upright in bed and looked around the room.

"Where am I?" she asked out loud and then realized that not only did she NOT know where she was... she didn't know who she was!

Sarah looked across the room and saw a mirror.  Maybe if she saw her reflection she would remember.  She jumped off the bed with an ease that surprised her and then gazed at herself.  She smiled, thinking whoever she was, she was incredibly sexy looking... slim figure... fine ass… and what an incredible set of tits for such a small frame.  She must be a D cup!

Sarah looked down further and saw that she was clean shaven.  She smiled, thinking how kinky.  Whoever she was, she certainly enjoyed her body, but right now she needed something to cover it.  She saw a pair of jeans and a sweater draped over a chair... and a pair of tennis shoes on the floor.  She looked around for some panties and a bra but didn't find any.  Maybe she didn’t believe in underwear, she giggled.

Her jeans fit her skin tight... like a second layer of skin, and she grinned at how incredible her ass looked in them.  The sweater was also tight and hugged the contours of her protruding breasts.

“Hottie,” she proclaimed out loud.

Then she slipped on the pair of tennis shoes and stepped outside.

The sun was bright and she wished she had some sunglasses.  In looking across the street she saw a convenient store.  She dug into her pockets and pulled out a $20.00 bill.  This would work.

As soon as Sarah entered the store she be-lined it to the sunglass rack.  While trying different pairs she drew the attention of a pretty teenager.  The girl looked like one of those typical California girls... long blonde hair, sea blue eyes, and incredibly innocent and hot at the same time.  Sarah could feel her body responding eliciting a blush.  She realized that this pretty teenager was turning her on.  Was she a lesbian?
 

II.

Damien sighed.  He was kind of disappointed that Sarah failed in her mission... and even more surprised at how easily the witch had handled her.  Who would have thought that amnesia would prevent Sarah from responding to him?  He hadn't wanted to personally get involved, hoping that Cassandra would come to him first, but now it looked like he didn't have a choice.

Damien could enter Cassandra's mind with or without detection... and he chose the later.  Cassandra was discussing her fears and concerns with the witch this very moment.

Quickly, he sifted through her mind to obtain Sarah's whereabouts and in doing so; he visualized the witch's appearance.  He hadn’t bothered to really look closely at her before and now he could see why Cassandra was so smitten with her from the start.

Damien sighed.  First he had to go retrieve Sarah before her *hunger* set in, and then he would deal with Cassandra and her witch lover.

Damien took flight and reached the motel.  A quick scan around the grounds indicated that she recently left.  He used his supernatural senses to pick up her scent and discovered she was across the street in the convenient store.

Damien placed a cloak of invisibility around him and entered... and smiled when he saw her in the middle of a seduction.
 

III.

Sixteen-year-old Holly Breeze had only gone into the store for a juice when she spotted the actress trying on sunglasses.

"Oh my, God… you're... you're the Slayer!"

"Excuse me," the actress responded.

"I'm sorry... I mean...Sarah... I mean... oh, God, it's so cool to meet you," Holly babbled with excitement.

"You know me?" the actress asked.

"Of course… who doesn't know you?" Holly cried out in response.  "I mean... I don't know you personally, but I know you.  I’ve seen the reruns of your show over and over again.  Why did you quit the show and quit acting?  Why did you disappear?”

Holly watched as Sarah’s eyes suddenly left her eyes to travel all along her body.  She blushed when Sarah’s eyes locked on her breasts.  Then when Sarah looked back up and into her eyes... she suddenly started to feel very strange.

"You're very pretty," Sarah whispered.

"Thank you," Holly responded, as she continued to gaze into Sarah’s eyes, feeling giddy and a fluttery sensation inside her groin.  Did the Slayer just call her pretty?

“I… I really have to go,” she mumbled, reacting to an inner voice that told her she should leave, but there was something about Sarah’s eyes that were so... hypnotic.

"No you don’t Holly… just keep looking deep into my eyes… deeper and deeper," Sarah responded.

Holly felt completely helpless as she fell into Sarah’s eyes… and eventually her fear disappeared.  Then she heard Sarah calling her name and giggled when she realized it was Sarah.  Then she heard herself respond to Sarah's question without realizing it.

"No, my parents are outside waiting for me...we're on our way to visit my cousin in Somersville."

Holly wasn't sure what was going on, but the next thing she knew, she was following Sarah into the back room.  The second they were out of sight, Sarah spun her around and kissed her!  Stunned as she was, she didn’t respond, but then the other feeling rushed into her… desire!  She felt sexual desire for Sarah!  Holly eagerly kissed Sarah back and nearly swooned when the actress caressed her breasts, while at the same time she wondered how this was possible.  She could have sworn she wasn’t gay… and was shocked to feel this way about Sarah.  Then she realized that maybe it was because Sarah was famous and very beautiful.  Then Sarah finally released her from the kiss, and her knees buckled and she dropped down to her knees.

"Are you a virgin?" Sarah asked, grinning down at her.

"No," Holly whispered with embarrassment.  "I had sex twice."

"Did you cum?"

"I... I think so," Holly stammered, adding, "But I...I never kissed a girl before... and I never felt like this before."

Sarah smiled at her and then pulled her halter-top over her head and threw it to the floor.  She kneeled before her in stunned silence.  Then Sarah pulled her own sweater off, exposing her naked breasts.  They were huge… bigger than she remembered!

"Take off your bra," Sarah commanded her.

Holly quickly reached back and unsnapped her bra.  They were small, but very shapely and perky.  At least that was what the boys told her.  Sarah reached down and palmed them... eliciting a wet heat below.

Holly groaned… she never felt this horny before!

"I... I... I can't believe we're doing this," Holly whispered, moaning from the soft caresses from Sarah.

"Do you want to do more?" Sarah asked her.

"Ohhhhh yesssssss... more than anything," Holly responsed, never imagining how great another girl’s touch could feel.

Sarah kneeled down and kissed, just underneath her left breast, and then she felt a sting.

"Owwww,” she yelped before she started to feel an incredible rush of pleasure sweep over her.

Holly looked down to see the actress sucking her blood while she basked in the tidal wave of pleasure.  Then she must have passed out because the next thing she knew she was waking up completely naked and fingering herself.

"Holly, you're forever in my power now.  You live for my touch and my kiss.  You're my slave... my lover... and will obey me."

"Yes Sarah," Holly responded as she realized Sarah was talking to her inside her mind.

Holly stopped masturbating and got to her knees.  The desire to please Sarah overruled every other emotion.

"What would you like me to do, Holly?" Sarah asked her with a smile.

"I need you to make love to me," Holly groaned.
 
Sarah quickly stripped off her own jeans and was now as naked as she was... and then she moved down behind her.  One of her hands came around to play with her breasts while the other cupped her wet mound from underneath.

First one... then two... and finally three fingers pushed into her folds, igniting an unbearable need in her.  Then she heard Sarah inside her head again.  "For being so sweet... every time you think of me, you will feel and remember this feeling and now you may cum for me… and cum for me hard."

Holly screamed out as she exploded to an incredible orgasm and if Sarah weren't right there behind her she would have collapsed face down in exhaustion.  Sarah then moved around and kneeled in front of her... smiling.  Holly's legs were slightly apart and she could feel herself leaking... Sarah pushed her onto her back and moved her face down to her wet sex.  Then she kissed her sex and stabbed her clitoris with her tongue!  Then she was eating her pussy and swallowing all her juices!  Holly screamed out with another intense orgasm.

When Holly finally recovered, Sarah kissed her full on the lips.  So, this is what she tasted like, she thought with a smile.  Holly loved Sarah more than her very life.

"Okay, Sarah... you've had your fun, now it’s time to kiss your pet goodbye."

Holly was shocked at seeing a tall man standing beside them… wondering where he had come from.  The sudden intrusion from the man should have caused her alarm but suddenly, she didn't seem to care.  The man had obviously witnessed Sarah and her lovemaking and was now seeing her naked, but again she didn’t seem to care.  Nothing seemed to matter except for Sarah.

"Holly, get dressed and rejoin your parents.  Someday soon I'll come for you," Sarah commanded her.

Holly quickly put her clothes back on as commanded.  It hurt knowing that she was being commanded to leave, but her total obedience was absolute.  When she was done dressing, she turned around to say goodbye to Sarah, and that was when she felt the man’s powerful presence.  Strangely, she felt a sudden urge to prostrate before him… and that was without knowing what the word meant!

Instead, she went over and knelt down before Sarah, somehow realizing this was what was expected of her.  Sarah had her standup and they kissed again and hugged.  Sarah then affectionately slapped her on her shapely fine ass and told her to run along.

When Holly got back into the car, her mother was upset.

"What took you so long?  We were about to send in a search party for you!"

"I... I had to use the bathroom," Holly lied... something she had never done to them before.

"You feel alright?"

"Yes... I think so.  I'm just feeling a little cold.  I think I'm coming down with something," Holly lied again as she covered herself up with a blanket.  "I'm going to nap."

"Okay, honey," her mom replied.

Holly covered herself with the blanket because she desperately needed to masturbate.  She closed her eyes and fantasized about Sarah.  She let out a barely audible groan as she and Sarah began to make love.  Her parents heard her, but they thought she was getting sick… when in fact, she was leisurely fingering herself.
 

IV.

Holly wasn't the only one getting off at the moment, as Sarah was naked and facing the wall with Damien ramming deep inside of her from behind.

"Yessssss... yessssss... yesssssss," Sarah cried over and over again.  It was times like this when Sarah understood why Damien made her call him Master.

After they fucked, Damien used his supernatural speed and strength to carry her back to his mansion.  Sarah listened closely as Damien filled her in on the details.  She got pissed off at what Cassandra and Theresa had done to her, but Damien reminded her that they were both under a very powerful love spell.

Sarah took pleasure in knowing that they would be punished... and she would reap some pleasure from their punishment.
 

V.

Theresa Fawn felt very nervous as they entered the mansion.  When she turned to her lover, Cassandra, she saw that she was even more nervousness.  Moments later they entered Damien's Study.  Damien looked very powerful and very intimidating.

"Well, it's about time you two found the courage to come to me."

"I'm sorry, Master," Cassandra quickly responded as she dropped to her knees.  Theresa remained on her feet.

"Stand up," Damien ordered Cassandra.

Cassandra got back to her feet.

"I can see why you were so smitten with the witch... she's absolutely breath-taking," Damien added, shifting his gaze to her.

Theresa wasn't sure whether to thank him for the compliment or fear what he had in mind for her.

"We have come to ask you for permission to be together," Theresa finally responded.

"Oh... so, you two want my blessings now.”

"Please, Master... I beg you," Cassandra pleaded.

"Why didn't you come to me sooner?"

"I was afraid you'd say no," Cassandra replied.  "I was afraid you would want her for yourself," she admitted.

"And you aren't afraid of that now?" Damien asked.

Theresa didn't like the way this was going and she wondered if her witchcraft was in any way a match against Vampire powers.

Damien suddenly responded by shifting his gaze from Cassandra to her.  "Don't even think it," he spoke directly to her mind.

"Master, I love Theresa and she loves me," Cassandra argued, not aware of what had just transpired.

"Yes, it appears this is so, but what is real and what is due to the spell is debatable.  Or does this concern you?"

"No, Master, the feelings I have for Theresa are very real."

"Well, there may be a way where we can all get along but it would mean accepting a severe punishment."

 
VI.

"So, Cassandra... do you accept your punishment?"

Cassandra was on her knees crying as Theresa looked on in shock.  Cassandra couldn't imagine living a day without her Theresa... never mind a whole year.  "But why so long?" she asked, wishing that she didn't have to accept the punishment but knowing she would.

"You both deceived me and Theresa needs discipline," Damien responded.

Cassandra turned to Theresa.

"I trust you, Cassandra.  If this is the only way we can be together is to accept this year long punishment, then you have my support."

"Okay," Cassandra whispered.

"Look into my eyes, Theresa... and don't fight it," Damien commanded.

Cassandra watched as her lover looked into her Master's eyes.

"Look deep... that's a good girl... now, come before me."

Trance-like, Theresa walked to stand in front of Damien.

"Strip," Damien commanded.

Cassandra knew that Theresa would have normally hesitated at this point, but Theresa was totally under her Master's control and did as she was told.  When Theresa was naked, Damien moved around to the front of his desk and then had her brace herself against it and spread her legs.

Cassandra could feel herself responding to the sight of her lovers as Theresa presented herself.  She didn’t even notice she started to finger herself.

Damien glanced over at her and telepathically ordered her to strip.

"Yes, Master," Cassandra whispered as she quickly took off her clothes.  Soon, she was just as naked as Theresa.  She was hoping that she would be allowed to join Damien, but feared he was teasing her.

"Theresa will become the first of her kind.  A Vampiress Witch… but just like you, she will be my slave and subject to my will," Damien announced as he stripped out of his own clothes.

Then she watched as Damien palmed Theresa’s wet heat eliciting an even greater need in Theresa.

"She's a passionate one... that's for sure," Damien commented.  "So, are you ready to watch your lover become my slave?"

Cassandra was fingering herself harder and harder as she watched Damien nudge Theresa's legs apart a bit further.  Then she watched Damien kneel down between Theresa’s legs and kiss her plump juicy vulva.  When he withdrew she was not only dripping cum from her pussy, but blood as well.

Theresa was wiggling her ass with anxious need to be penetrated and when Damien thrust into her… Theresa screamed out in ecstasy!  Cassandra watched as Damien moved in and out of her witch lover with hard thrusts.  Theresa screamed as Damien continued to pump in and out of her and only after Theresa cried out one more final time and collapsed face first on top of the desk did he cum himself.

Cassandra also came... and afterwards removed her wet fingers from her hot depths.  She saw where Theresa was leaking from her sex.  Damien then walked over to the drawer and pulled out a box.  Slowly, he withdrew his ceremonial knife and telepathically commanded Theresa to kneel before him.

Cassandra tried to detect some life inside of Theresa’s eyes, but her lover was still in a trance.  Damien took the knife and cut along side his rigid member and like she had... and Sarah had... Theresa opened her mouth and began sucking down Damien's blood.  Cassandra masturbated again while she watched.

When the ceremony had ended, Theresa lay lifeless on the floor.  Cassandra was also on her knees crying.

"Just like you, Cassandra, Theresa belongs to me... mind, body and soul.  She'll always be a witch... but now she'll be my witch.  My concubine... my bride... my Vampiress Witch.  Now, take her to one of the bedrooms and then report to Sarah.  The second you leave Theresa's room, you'll forget her for an entire year."

"Yes, Master," Cassandra whispered, crying.
 

VII.

"Hi Cassandra... miss me?" Sarah asked Cassandra when she entered her bedroom.  Sarah was stretched out naked on her bed.

"No," Cassandra replied, trying to sound defiant.

"Sure you did... I can smell how much you missed me."

Cassandra blushed and could feel her body responding to Sarah.  Part of her punishment in addition to being Sarah's slave for a year was to be under her absolute subjugation.  Her mind wanted to tear Sarah apart but her body felt weak and docile.  She was also very wet and felt an overwhelming need to please Sarah.  She knew she was looking at Sarah like she loved her... but actually she hated her.

Sarah didn’t seem to care because she grinned at her.  To tease her, Sarah moved her hand down to her pussy and spread her soft creamy petals apart.  Cassandra gasped and moved to her.

"Lick me, sweetie."

Without saying a word, Cassandra climbed on top of the bed and positioned herself between Sarah's wet lips.  The craving she felt for Sarah’s pussy made her compliance all the more humiliating for her.  She buried her face in Sarah’s pussy and began to lick.

"Welcome back, Cassandra... I missed you," Sarah responded, spreading her legs further.
 

VIII.

Damien Nightshade gazed down at Theresa Fawn with a huge smile on his face.  He found that the longer he looked at the witch, the more he was taken with her.  Cassandra had selected well.

Theresa radiated a natural innocence, much the same way Cassandra did.  Her long dark hair came down to her ass and her tits were as big as Cassandra’s now that she had *turned” her.  Damien sent out a tendril of power and nudged Theresa to awake.

Theresa's eyes fluttered open and it took a moment for her to realize where she was… and remember what had happened.

"You MONSTER!" she cried out, springing off the bed.

"Is that any way to talk to your Master?"  Damien asked, stopping Theresa cold.

"MASTER?!  I'll NEVER call you MASTER!  How... how could you do this to me?  You monster!"

"Did you forget what you agreed to already?" Damien asked with a smile.  "You should feel honored... you're the first girl I've ever turned within seconds of their initiation."

Theresa suddenly looked down at herself and noticed her larger tits.  Her eyes lit up with shock at what she saw and then she looked around the room for something to wear.  "You asshole, why would I be grateful for you turning me into this?!  You've got nerve!  I want my clothes!  Where are they?  Or are you getting a big thrill at seeing me naked?!"  Theresa screamed.

Secretly, Damien loved the girl's feisty attitude and really did look forward to taming her.  "Get used to it because until I say otherwise, you aren't allowed to wear clothes."

"Go fuck yourself... pervert!"  Theresa responded... and then headed towards a robe that she saw hung up inside a closet.

The second Theresa went to grab for it, something prevented her, and for a moment she looked confused.  Slowly, she turned her attention back to Damien.

"What did you do to me?"

 
IX.

Theresa stood there naked and angry wondering why she wasn’t able to pick up the robe.  She desperately wanted to cover herself, but couldn't and she didn’t know why.  Then she reflected on her punishment... and how she was doing this to be with Cassandra, but something had changed in the way she felt towards Cassandra.  Something must have happened during her transformation.  She was still fond of Cassandra, remembering their countless hours of lovemaking, but no longer did her love feel binding.  Based on the way she felt now, she never would have agreed to be Damien's slave for a year.

"Theresa, there are things you need to accept.  First and foremost, you are my wife and slave.  I am your Master.  The sooner you accept this, the easier it will be for you.  Second, you are a Vampiress now."

"I don't care what you did, I'll never accept being your vampire slave.  I wasn't myself earlier... it was the spell Cassandra had forced me to cast on myself.  I would never have agreed to be your fucking slave!  I'm not a... a... vampire!  I'm a WITCH!"

"Well, to be more accurate, you're both.  You're a vampiress... and a witch.  But you’re still my slave and will always be one."

"I'll never be your slave... never!"  Theresa cried.

"You just don't get it... do you?"  Damien asked with a sigh.  "I think I need to demonstrate just how helpless you truly are."

Suddenly, Theresa felt a sudden and overwhelming desire to walk over to the bed.  She sat down on the edge and looked down at her new, tremendous breasts.  Then she cupped them and began caressing them.  Looking directly at Damien, she presented them to him.

"Thank you for giving me big delicious boobs, can you come over and suck them for me?"  she asked in stunned amazement.  "Please... please suck my boobs… pretty please," she pleaded.

Then Theresa felt her mind being returned again and quickly took her hands off of her breasts.

"How dare you!" she cried, shocked at what she had just done.

Damien smiled.

"I don't just have control of your outer physical functions, but your internal ones as well.  I bet you feel the need to pee, don't you?"

Suddenly, Theresa felt exactly that and wanted to rush to the bathroom.

"Yes, damn you!  I need to go!" she cried and jumped off the bed and rushed to the door but then she stopped.  She couldn't move!  She had to squeeze her vaginal muscles to stop her bladder from emptying!

"I control everything... your bladder... your thoughts... your pussy’s desire to have sex… everything.  Who you desire...  when you desire... and oh yeah, you don’t need to pee anymore."

And just like that Theresa no longer needed to pee.  Slowly, she returned to the bed and crawled to the middle.  She gave Damien a clear view of her naked rump and then in the sexiest voice she could muster, she whispered.  "Master, please fuck me."

Theresa turned red with embarrassment... unable to do anything other than what Damien had commanded.  Here she was in a doggy position, a position she vowed never to assume.  She couldn't even turn around to face him when she felt his weight on the bed.  She could feel him move behind her, and then palm her wetness causing her to groan and wiggled her ass like she was enjoying it… and damn-it, she was!

Damien stuck three of his fingers deep inside her, eliciting a gasp.  She felt a tremendous emptiness when he slid them out of her.  Then he brought his hand up to her nose and allowed her to sniff.

"You'll smell like this whenever you think of me," He commanded in a deep commanding voice.

Theresa took a deep breath of the aroma filling her nostrils and tasted Damien’s fingers.  She eagerly licked her cum off of Damien’s fingers like she were a dog!

"Please... please, fuck me.  Please!" she begged.

"First I’ll release you and let you ask on your own.”

Theresa still felt her need to be fucked, but her free will returned.

“Now, please fuck me... what?"

"NEVER!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.

Damien chuckled.

Theresa lost an internal battle to start fingering herself.

"Until I tell you otherwise, you aren't allowed to masturbate," Damien responded with a grin.

Theresa pulled her fingers away from her hot throbbing pussy and cried out in frustration.

"Please, please… you can't do this to me!"

"I can do anything I wish to you, like I said... I'm your Master... and you are my slave.  The sooner you accept this, the easier it will be for you."

Theresa couldn't stand it any longer.  The desire for something inside her pussy was too bearable to deal with.

“Okay!  MASTER!  Okay, I said it!"

"Not good enough, you horny beautiful vampiress witch."

Theresa felt tears drip down her eyes... stinging them.

"Master... please, master... please, fuck me."

"Much better, Theresa… much, much better... and from this point on you aren't allowed to cry again in my presence."

Like magic, Theresa stopped crying - at least from sadness anyway.

Damien quickly positioned his hard member at her soft slick entrance and she cried out when he entered her.  Never... not Cassandra or anytime in her entire life, had she felt so full and female.

Theresa groaned and whimpered, cried and moaned, overwhelmed with pleasure as Damien conquered her, one thrust at a time.  Theresa must have cum ten times in the course of ten minutes.

"Does this feel good to you?"

"Yesssssssssss...pleaseeeeeeee...yessssssssssss," Theresa panted and groaned over and over again.

"And who am I?"  Damien asked her.

"Myyyyyy...myyyyyy massssstttteeerrrr," Theresa replied, no longer caring... only wanting.

Who?"

"MY MASTER!" Theresa cried out at the top of her lungs.

Damien thrust one more time and then whispered.  "Cum for me Theresa...cum hard and long and then pass out."

Theresa felt the most incredible orgasm explode inside of her... eliciting the loudest scream yet… and then like she had been commanded, she passed out with a smile on her face.  The smile had not been commanded.
 

The End of Chapter 06: The Punishment

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