"I already have," came the plaintive wail. "Please—just leave me alone," Danielle sobbed. "Start packing your stuff. You can leave tomorrow," she whimpered. Andy rattled the doorknob, but she was quiet except for muffled weeping. He wanted to comfort her, to tell her that it was all right, to hold her so she would know that he still cared. But she wouldn’t answer his quiet, persistent rapping. The only answering noise was her crying. He sighed in exasperation and went across the hall to his room. As soon as he sat down, he was reminded just how exhausted Susan had left him. He was worried about Dani, but sleep just… wouldn’t… stay… away…
Dani was very tired. She had been crying for the last hour and a half. Just when she would start to believe that she had no more tears, another image from the nightmarish evening would flash before her, and she would bawl some more. So Andy was going to leave her for Susan. She hadn’t wanted him there in the first place, so why did she care now? Her pride had been torn to shreds by Susan’s manipulations. Dani just knew that they would just use her again and again after he had left her house. She wished that she’d never met Gina or heard of the coven. She even wished that she was still married to Larry. Her ugly thoughts and pain eventually dissolved into a hazy, thick fog, and Danielle Gray went to sleep. Her dreams were distorted by the gloom that pervaded her soul.
Danielle woke up suddenly; she looked around and saw Brendan, Chris, and… Larry??? She heard Mistress Susan’s sultry voice, "Take off your clothes. You know the little bitch wants it…" Dani watched in horror as the three very handsome, well-built men revealed enormous erections, bigger than she could ever remember them with. Her shock turned to abject fear as they leered at her somehow-naked body. She turned to run, but ran into a pair of strong arms coming out of a solid wall that easily held her. There was a face in the wall; no, there were several faces. Dani faintly recognized the face above the arms holding her: she had slept with him sometime after she had joined the coven. The wall was made of the guys that she had used the power on to satisfy her sexual desires. "Look at them, my little wanton wench," Mistress Susan said. "You were so eager for them, so predatory. Now they hunger for you as prey…"
Dani screamed as Larry began to approach her, moving in a torturous slow-motion, stroking himself. She wanted to run, but the sight of her late husband’s erection froze her. She glanced at Chris and Brendan, both with monstrous hard-ons and crazed lust in their eyes. Her mind cursed her traitorous body as she felt herself get very wet. The itch was strong, feeding on her reason, and she watched helplessly as her revulsion and fear turned into fevered arousal. "You cannot control yourself, slut," Mistress Susan’s voice spat in disgust. "How can you control others?"
Eyes glued on the men and their wonderful cocks, Dani felt her mouth open and form an "O" of its own volition. Brendan was moving towards her and her legs automatically parted in response. Chris mumbled, "Gonna fuck yer ass, baby. I know ya wannit." Larry’s cock was pointed directly at her mouth, even though he was several feet away. Chris continued to make semi-literate obscene references to her ass, and a sharp excitement began to rise within her. She wanted to suck them all, fuck them all. They continued to come closer, still in slow-motion, and Danielle wanted to cry out to them, yes, fuck me, take me, use me…
Suddenly, the approaching men were stopped. Danielle’s body screamed in frustration. Each time one of the men would get within a few feet, they would bounce back. Blue sparks accompanied a crackling sound like electricity. She couldn’t move, and her sexual hunger turned into ravenousness, consuming her, becoming her entire existence. The blue sparks became a wall and she couldn’t see the men any more and the wall was closing on her, crushing—no, absorbing her and the heat went away…
Danielle Gray sat upright in her bed, panting. Ohhh, fuck. It was just a nightmare. She took long, deep breaths to slow her pulse. The sweat on her skin chilled her, so she got up, toweled herself off, then put on a robe. Blue and plush, just like Andy… Stop that. She shook her head violently to dislodge the thought. Shit, I need a cigarette—I left them in the kitchen. She opened her door and stumbled over a pile of clothes: Andy’s unfinished laundry. Swearing quietly so as not to wake him, Danielle turned on the hall light. She was standing in an eerie blue fog that came up to her ankles. It stretched everywhere she could see, even into the living room, and seemed to be flowing from the space under the closed door to his room. She went in. "Andy, wake up," she snapped. He stirred, rolling over, but remained asleep. "Wake UP," Dani demanded, shaking him. He blinked groggily. "Your goddamn aura is leaking all over the house," she complained. "Do something about it." He looked at her stupidly and opened his mouth. She thought she heard him say something, but an intense wave tore through her without warning, setting her senses on fire. A hundred brilliant colored strobes went off behind her eyes; she felt cold and hot… Dani managed to squeak, "Oh, shit," before everything went black.
Her limp body pitched forward and she fell on top of Andy. He grabbed her, somehow managing to pull her into the bed from beneath her. Danielle was breathing normally, but his efforts at rousing her were unsuccessful; she was definitely out cold. He thought about calling an ambulance. When he shifted position, Dani, naked under her robe, wrapped herself around him, making it difficult to move at all. She then gave a little sigh and burrowed into his body. Her heartbeat was strong, she was soft and warm, so he just let her sleep.
Andy woke up the next morning, rolled over, and promptly bumped into Danielle. She didn’t move, but she looked OK, if still deeply, completely, asleep. He watched her sleep for a while, caressing her hair from time to time, then finally got up, being careful not to wake her. Andy slipped out of the room to get dressed and fix breakfast. He dawdled over his tea, listening for any signs of life, but walked back to the bedroom to check her every five minutes.
Dani woke up gradually, her eyes fluttering open. She sat up slowly, then spun to lie on her side. Her ass was sore. She stood up stiffly, and her stomach made a very rude noise. The aroma and sound of frying sausage were in the air. He’s still here, but for how long? She briefly considered sneaking over to her room to hide, but her stomach complained even more loudly. She was too hungry to hide.
"Da—Mistress Danielle!" Andy exclaimed when she appeared in the kitchen.
"Cut the crap, Andy," she irritably responded. She didn’t feel like being patronized, especially not by him. He just turned around, went to the table and presented her with a cigarette, which he lit. Then he quickly moved to fetch her coffee. A familiar sensation embraced her: Andy was there. Damn. I can’t even stay mad at him. Relaxing into a chair, she crossed her legs, and took a long, leisurely drag on her morning smoke. All the tension in her body dissipated. God, I’m going to miss him, she thought, then noticed his continued attention. "What are you looking at?"
Andy blushed and spun away, suddenly becoming very interested in scrambling eggs. Danielle smiled and let him simmer in embarrassment. She knew exactly what he had been looking at. After all, she was naked under the robe, and leaning back had exposed her. So what? He was leaving anyway. "A little more coffee, please?" she requested. She made no motion to cover herself while Andy poured, calmly finishing her cigarette and exhaling so that it pushed her breasts forward. Dani watched the slowly growing lump in his pants with pride. "So when is—" She hesitated. "—Mistress Susan coming for you?" Damn, breakfast smelled good.
"She isn’t," Andy replied. "I’m staying here. As far as I know, I’m still your houseboy." He placed a steaming plate of food in front of Danielle, who immediately attacked it, then paused long enough to mumble an embarrassed, "Sorry, go ahead." He returned with his own breakfast, and sat to eat with her. "Until Gina decides otherwise, I’m here."
Danielle stopped eating long enough to consider what she was going to say next. Oh hell, why not? "I know she makes you really horny—"
"She does the same thing to you," Andy immediately interjected. She blushed. "She got you insane enough to call me ‘Master’—" Dani dropped her fork, turning a very deep red. Bulls-eye. "—But both of us know better than that. Besides, my aura likes you better."
Danielle’s face cooled. Yeah, there was that. What had happened to her after the nightmare? She couldn’t remember any details of the bad dream, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to, either. "I’m thinking," she muttered. There was the blue fog… then she went into his room… then he looked at her… then… then… She felt really weird… "What did you do to me last night?" she finally asked.
Andy looked positively shocked. "Nothing," he said defensively.
"No, that’s not what I mean. I know that. I mean, with your aura." Dani elaborated, "One minute, it was all over the house like a fog, and the next thing I know, I’m waking up in your bed." She looked at him, hoping for an explanation.
"Dani, I told you that I don’t have any control over it," Andy complained. "I can’t even see it, so I have no idea."
"I know who does," Danielle said. "We’re going to see Gina—right after breakfast." She picked up her fork. "Your cooking is excellent, as usual," she smiled.
Gina Mansfield nervously paced around the library. She was about to encounter Andrew for the first time since having told Danielle about one of his fantasies. Although it had achieved the goal of making Danielle cognizant of the metaphysical plane, Gina feared that he would be too angry with her for to her to ever have a chance at feeling the magic of his aura. Maybe if I… The intercom sounded. Angie was on the phone from San Francisco; she had found a rare book that Gina wanted for her library. The coven leader spoke with her, then called to authorize the transfer of funds. Gina was about to run up to her suite to fetch the items she might need when the intercom beeped again. Andrew and Danielle. She sighed and had them sent upstairs. Soon thereafter, she heard Danielle’s muffled urgings from outside the library doors. "What’s with you, Andy? You’ve been acting funny ever since we got here. Do I have to zap you?" Gina gently touched his mind. Reluctance…
That turned to defensive anger when Danielle dragged him through the doors. Gina blanched a little at the maelstrom of emotion that assailed her before closing herself off to Andy. "Gina, I want to learn about this—aura thing," the initiate immediately said without preface. "Some… things happened last night that I don’t—want to have happen again." Whatever did that mean? Gina scanned Andrew for a clue, but his thoughts were adroitly masked. Tightly packed thoughts of Danielle were on the surface, but beneath that was a layer of static that gave the coven leader a headache. His anger formed a protective shell underneath it all. She supposed that she could just go in and take the memories, but that would certainly injure him. She pressed the intercom to call for refreshments. This was going to be a long day. When the servant arrived, Gina asked, "And what color is he?"
There was a pause, then Danielle correctly answered, "Sort of golden-yellow. But I can’t feel him like I can feel Andy." Gina proceeded to explain how his attraction to, and feelings for her caused his aura to float to her if she was nearby. "That’s nice, but… how do I make him stop?"
"Just ignore him. Don’t think about the metaphysical plane, don’t wonder about what he’s thinking or feeling. Close that section of your mind," Gina instructed. "You can’t make him stop. The only thing you can do is to not notice it."
"OK, I’ll learn how to do that," Danielle mumbled excitedly, and wrote it on a notepad. She stopped, looking troubled. The coven leader encouraged her. Finally, Dani said, "Ummm… I ate a little bit of him a couple of nights ago. Honest, Gina, I didn’t mean to. It just—happened!" The young woman looked as if she would cry at any moment during her explanation of the circumstances of the accidental essence transfer.
Gina nodded, then calmly began, "Don’t worry, Miss Gray. He was probably concerned about you, and gave you a little bit of himself. You just happened to be in a receptive state, mouth open and all that. It was his doing more than yours." Turning to Andrew, she continued, "Even though you couldn’t see it. You have a remarkable amount of control."
The double meaning of Gina’s words wasn’t lost on Andy. He was tensely waiting for her to play with his head, since he had apparently been successful at keeping her from rummaging freely through his thoughts. "Well, I’m not sure how I did it so my control… can’t bethatgreat," he exhaled. Shielding his thoughts so completely was a difficult job. Selectively expressing one almost destroyed his elaborate scheme. He fell silent, and the tension between him and the coven leader began to build.
Gina was growing increasingly frustrated; he was confounding her efforts at getting more details from his memories. He was one of the most skilled she had ever met at closing his mind to her. In seven hundred years, she had only run into three other men who could do it as effectively. She had wanted to marry each of them, and had been unable to. Maybe this is my curse, she thought, to be attracted to those I can’t conquer. A very draining fatigue washed over her. She was very tempted to just grab a hold of his pleasure centers, ending his determined resistance. From there… Could she possibly be successful at making Andrew love her? Had she gained enough skill since the last time she tried something like that? "Ummm… Gina? Are you OK?" Danielle’s voice allowed the coven leader to regain her composure. Had she truly just contemplated violating her most sacred rule for him?
Gina snapped herself back to the task at hand. If she couldn’t find out directly, she’d have to do it the conventional way. "Miss Gray, is there something else?"
"Well… last night…" Dani began, then hesitated.
"Go on, tell her, because I want to know, too," Andy urged her, causing Gina to raise her eyebrows. This is going to be interesting…
"Last night I got up in the middle of the night, and his aura was—leaking or something. It was all over the house like a fog," Danielle began. She leaned over and indicated her ankles. "It came up to about here."
"He was asleep. Lord only knows what he was dreaming about, but that’s not that unusual," Gina commented.
"Well, anyway," Dani resumed, "I woke him up and told him to stop it, ‘cause it was really freaking me out. All of a sudden, I felt so strange, like cold and hot at the same time and just… I dunno. And the next thing I knew, it was this morning and I was asleep in his bed." She stopped, then realized that the coven leader was waiting for her to say something else. "No, we didn’t do anything. At least that’s what Andy told me, and I trust him."
Gina questioned the initiate extensively about the feelings she had experienced. Was it sudden? What was Andrew doing when it happened? Had Danielle touched him in any way? Was it painful? Had she had fainting spells before? After getting all this information, the coven leader mulled it over. "I think that—" She looked up at both young people before her. "—Andrew re-gathered his aura when he woke up. That is nothing new or different. After all, he needs it with him. But what you are describing is as if his entire aura passed through you on its way back. That would explain the suddenness of it all—it wouldn’t have lasted more than a second or two at the most—"
Danielle interrupted with, "But it didn’t feel like it usually does. I mean, I’ve been swimming in it for the last two days."
The coven leader nodded. "I believe that you were reacting to having, for a brief period, an aura of your own." Both Andrew and Danielle were stunned by this revelation. "Every coven member loses their own aura when initiated," Gina explained. "That is the price we pay for the power. That is why we have to—feed." Andrew blanched. "The void must be filled periodically. Miss Gray, do you see anything that remotely resembles an aura around me?" The initiate shook her head. "That’s because there is none. And that’s why I, and others in the coven are attracted to Andrew. His aura calls to us, and we want to feel it. It is one of the rarest types of aura, and it is delicious, as you and others have found out."
"Others?" Dani said weakly. She immediately started worrying that Andy had aged imperceptibly from being fed upon by other initiates. Strangely, he showed no sign of being troubled by what Gina had just said.
"Yes," Gina confirmed. "But you shouldn’t worry that we’ve harmed him. Later, I will teach you how to increase the strength of his aura so that you may feed on it without hurting him." She waited, deliberating whether to tell the initiate about what else had been done with Andrew. She reasoned that Danielle would find out eventually. "This also means that he has been—sexually involved with other women in the coven. One way they can surround themselves is—"
"Fucking him, and lying next to him after they’ve both come," Dani broke in. She was a little upset that her man had been screwing other women besides Gina. Gina was the coven leader, and Dani figured that it was her right to have anybody she wanted, current ties notwithstanding. But the others… "I know the feeling," she stated pointedly. Take that, your ladyship…
"I’m sure you do, Miss Gray." Gina’s voice turned a little cold, then she realized that Danielle’s jealousy was responsible for the momentary verbal fencing. She ignored it—that was actually a good sign. "But he’s in love with you, so you don’t have to make love to feel him." The young woman nodded matter-of-factly. "So, in essence," Gina said, returning to the original subject, "you actually possessed all of Andrew’s aura for an instant. It’s such an uncustomary sensation that you couldn’t handle it, and passed out." I would gladly pass out for the chance to have Andrew’s aura for a microsecond, she thought, then wondered with amusement, now who’s jealous?
"So what else happened that you would like to avoid in the future?" She could feel the initiate’s sudden withdrawal. Danielle was obviously reluctant to talk about some details of her discovery weekend. Gina jokingly began, "Is it that you got carried away getting to act like Susan—" At the sound of Susan’s name, she caught a glimpse of a scene from Andrew’s mind before he could shut it off. She was mildly surprised that Susan was the missing piece of the puzzle. Gina had honestly thought she had been making a joke.
Regaining her regal, omniscient air, she said, "If it’s that Susan has seduced you both, that is no shock." Growing nostalgic, she sighed, "She can be quite—wonderful." Andy was so shocked that his screen collapsed. Had she bothered, Gina could have had all the details in a heartbeat, but she was too caught up in her own memories. She noticed Danielle’s expression of dismay. "Oh, don’t worry, Miss Gray, I have no plans for you or your appetizing little body. Especially in the presence of such a gorgeous man." A quick glance at Andrew gained no reaction. Sigh. "Now, what exactly did she do? Did she take over Andrew?"
It took much patient, gentle, repeated coaxing to get Danielle to speak. When she finally did, her eyes were downcast, her voice a nearly inaudible whisper. Gina really wished she could have obtained the information directly from the girl’s mind. "Danielle, we’ll stop a moment and let you compose yourself," the coven leader said. "It’s all right, dear. I am the last to judge in matters of sexual attraction. Over the course of seven hundred years, I doubt that there’s anything I haven’t tried." Danielle just sighed and a tear was forming in her eye. It was obvious that bisexuality troubled her. Gina wanted to ask Andrew to make the young woman feel better, but that would eliminate any chance of it succeeding. Danielle pulled out a cigarette and took a couple of nervous drags. "Slow down, Miss Gray," Gina clucked soothingly. She did. Andrew’s aura flared brilliantly around the initiate, and the coven leader saw the change in her expression. That’s right, I had almost forgotten about that…
"I guess," Dani began, then paused to bask in the comforting glow of Andy’s aura. "If it’s all right to Andy, I can tell you." Gina noted the renewed strength in Danielle’s voice. Ohhh, I want him to do that to me… "Well, Mistress Susan, I mean, Susan, did something to him. You know how he’s always surrounding me?" Gina nodded patiently. "Well, when she did whatever she did, he made a funny noise, and I couldn’t feel him any more. Just like that. Then she told him that she was his mistress, and he could only obey her. And he did. He told her that he adored her, that she was the sexiest woman he’d ever seen and… and… he ignored me! It was like I didn’t exist. But the strange part is that he didn’t act like Susan was using the power." She turned to Andy, puzzlement growing on her face. "It was as if she told you what to do, and it was up to you how."
Gina cleared her throat. "What Susan did, Danielle, was to steal his aura. She didn’t let him have it back, either." Looking at Andrew, she mouthed, "Angie," and continued. "Her personality is strong enough that she could hold on to it. He had no choice. When this happens, a man is extremely suggestible. It’s like hypnosis, in a way. They are aware, functional, but willing to do whatever you say." Danielle opened her mouth to say something, but then waved at Gina to continue. "When you use the power, it is possession. When you take the aura away from someone, it is seduction of the highest, most effective sort." Gina smiled sweetly at Andrew, then leaned forward and asked Dani, "Would you like to learn how to do it?" The coven leader heard his mental "Oh, no…" quite clearly.
"I-I-I don’t have that kind of personality," Dani stuttered.
Gina smiled. "This is Andrew, darling girl. And you are Danielle Gray, the woman of his dreams." Both of them blushed. "You don’t have to take his aura away from him. He’s giving it to you. All you have to do is take it," Gina instructed. "Just imagine that it’s—a string. A string that’s connected to Andrew. Bring him to you now." Andrew’s screen was gone, replaced by the thought, "Please don’t do this to me…"
Dani thought that Gina’s instructions were stupid, but she found a loose tendril of Andy’s aura. Concentrating, she reached for it with her hand as if it were a real thing, and grabbed it. It made her hand and arm tingle. She pulled forcefully, drawing her arm back. Andy made a loud noise, his body went stiff, and he came flying out of the chair, falling on the floor like so much dead weight. "Not so hard," the coven leader giggled. "He really is attached to that ‘string’ in your hand."
The young initiate was very excited by this discovery. "That’s the same noise he made when Susan did it! Only it wasn’t as loud." She lowered her eyes and blushed, sheepishly adding, "’Course, she probably didn’t pull as hard." Dani let go and saw Andy blink sleepily. He looked up at the two women with a perplexed expression on his face as if to say, how did I get down here? "You really don’t remember? You remembered everything Susan did to us." Gina explained that Danielle hadn’t done anything with him in thrall, so there was a small gap in his memories. "OK, OK," Dani said, trying to control her excitement. "Can we do this again?" She looked at a slightly dazed Andy. "I promise I’ll be more gentle about it," she cooed. He took a deep breath and nodded. She concentrated again, using her hands to wind the floating tendrils of his aura into a ball.
"Miss Gray, you don’t have to use your hands," Gina interrupted. "Just think of doing it, and you’ll find you don’t need to use your body at all."
Dani blushed again; she hadn’t realized that, but it suddenly seemed that there were many things she didn’t know about her powers. I should have taken the time to learn before now, she scolded herself, then resumed winding Andy’s aura. She watched his expression grow increasingly blank. "Andy, I am your Mistress Danielle. You adore me, and will obey my every instruction," she whispered. "You are under my power."
"I obey… Mistress Danielle. I adore her," he said, quietly, slowly. Dani’s insides fluttered. God, she liked that tone of voice.
"Does that make you randy?" Gina asked casually, causing Danielle’s face to turn red yet again. "That’s normal too. Many initiates get turned on, some more than others. It is quite the thrill for the first two hundred times or so." She paused. "Ask him a question, dear. But do something with him."
Danielle frowned. "It’s not quite right, Gina. He was—different with Susan." She tried to put her finger on it. "Maybe I’m holding it too tightly…" She relaxed her grip on the balled aura. "Andy," she cooed, and he sighed yes, very happily in response. "Don’t you love me?"
"Dani, I’ve wanted to be with you since I saw you on the train platform," he said. "I am hopelessly attracted to you." Gina’s insides quivered as her hopes collapsed. Andrew wasn’t going to be her husband. At least not in this lifetime. Danielle’s face showed that she had fallen for him, as well. That was no surprise. His aura was quite irresistible, and the coven leader tried to imagine what she would be like if she were constantly exposed to it. Gina doubted that she’d be able to deny Andrew anything. At least Danielle wouldn’t be causing any more trouble with indiscriminate use of the power.
"Andy," Dani resumed, her voice lighter, more cajoling, "do you adore Mistress Susan?" She had to know. "Tell the truth."
"She’s very sexy, in a strange way. I find her very, very intriguing, but I could never love her the way I do you," he answered. Dani’s eyes went starry.
Gina broke in with, "His answers are colored by his perception of what you want, Danielle. He was probably much more ‘mistress this’, and ‘mistress that’ with Susan." Danielle nodded in confirmation. The coven leader continued, "She is a dominatrix, and her force of will is formidable. Even those of us in the coven can sense it. While she hasn’t the ability to use the power on us, she can appeal to what lies inside of us." Dani nodded again, but distractedly this time. Her attention was focused on the hypnotized Andy. "If you want to be worshipped like a dominatrix, then start acting like one, and he will respond accordingly when he is in thrall."
"No, that’s OK," Dani replied absently. Why didn’t his answers, so similar to Brendan’s, make her feel horny? If it had been Brendan proclaiming his love, she was sure she’d have ripped off his clothes right there. Andy’s gentle responses had just left her feeling… she didn’t know exactly what it was, but she liked it. "Remember everything that has happened," she softly told him, then let go of his aura. He blinked and blushed. "Gina, I don’t think I need to be like Susan. He likes me fine as I am, and I think I can deal with her." Danielle kissed him on the cheek, and started to move her chair closer to his. She also noticed the brief flash of pain across Gina’s face, and decided not to. She cares for him too, she reminded herself. "Susan and I will have to come to an understanding about him," Dani said firmly. The conviction in her voice startled all three people in the room.
Gina gave a wan smile and nodded. "You’ll have a bit of a battle on your hands. Susan is more man than many men, but she’s all woman."
"That’s another thing!" Danielle suddenly cried out. "She told me that I was a child!!! Susan said that Andy deserved a real woman!" Angry tears came to her eyes. "She said that you were wasting your time—and Andy on me," she sniffed. Gina quickly shut down her perception of the metaphysical spectrum; Andrew’s aura had surrounded the young woman in a brilliant flare.
"Danielle," Gina soothingly said, "rest assured that I do not waste my time, nor squander so valuable a resource as Andrew on hopeless causes. Yes, you may hold his hand if it will make you feel better. I shan’t be mortally wounded, Miss Gray." Andy sent her a very tightly focused mental question. "Because, Andrew," the coven leader replied, "the responsibility of being the coven leader outweighs my carnal and romantic desires. Perhaps we will talk about this later, you and I and Danielle, but this is not the time." Gina returned to her seat. "Danielle, what makes a woman?" She smiled knowingly at Andrew, whose puzzlement at the gesture flashed through her mind.
Hanging her head, Dani had to admit that she didn’t know. Andy’s presence flooded her with a soothing warmth, and her shame dissipated. She thought about Gina’s question. Sex wasn’t it; she certainly wasn’t a woman at 15. Moving away from home hadn’t done it, either. It was a step, but didn’t seem a big enough change to signify a threshold. Getting married at 22 definitely hadn’t been anything but a mistake. Larry hadn’t respected her at all. He was insanely jealous, and he had tried to get her to quit her Physical Therapy training on several occasions. She almost had quit at his constant nagging and insults, but managed to get her degree anyway. Then Gina and the power removed Larry as a problem. What had she done since then? She had certainly had a lot of fun, and met a lot of cute hunks, but…
"You have used the power to remove the obstacles in your life," Gina patiently said. "It has been too—easy, in a sense. In using the power as a crutch, you have not had a chance to develop into a woman. Susan is a woman because she has subdued her personal demons. You have chosen to shield yourself from them. And the answer to your next question is no, we never really conquer our personal demons; we just learn how to control them a little better. I should know. After all, dear, I have had seven hundred years of practice.
"I think you should go home and try to get along without Andrew’s aura for a while. No, I don’t mean for you to leave him here. I want you to ignore his aura, and forget about the power. Treat him as a man that you are interested in, one that you would like to get to know better. Talk with him. Share your dreams, your fears. I’m sure—" The coven leader turned to Andrew again. "—That you will find you have chosen the company of a most charming, intelligent, and caring young man." He blushed. Her praise made him drop his mental screen again. Gina just gave a quick tap to his pleasure centers. Andrew’s gasp and shiver made Danielle look questioningly at her. Gina smiled. "Just to let you both know that I am interested in that same company." Gina Mansfield looked at Dani, smiling in her best motherly fashion. "Andrew is in love with you, however, and although rank does have its privileges, I could never keep him away from you."
Dani quietly said, "Ummm… what about… about feeding on him?" She wondered exactly what Gina had meant by rank having its privileges. She wasn’t sure that she liked the idea of Andy being with other women, but in Gina’s case, Dani also knew that she really had no choice. Resigning from the coven would leave her without the power and it would be that much easier for the coven leader to take him away. She needed to know as much as she could about the power now. "You said that you’d show me how to feed on him without hurting him."
"I did, didn’t I?" Gina said idly. Andrew was bombarding her with pleas not to do it. He was embarrassed. "Well, it’s—sexual in nature, Miss Gray. I’m not sure that you’re in the mood for such a demonstration," she cautiously started. Danielle shrugged and told her it was OK. Gina couldn’t read the initiate’s face, and wished for the millionth time this life that she could read women’s minds. "Very well," she said. "You have to excite him sexually, but use the power to delay his release. In the split second before release, you will notice that his aura increases in intensity. That is when you can feed on him."
"Can you show me how?" Danielle asked. "I mean, I’m not sure exactly what you’re saying. And I’m afraid of hurting him," she said.
Gina shook her head. "I do it somewhat differently. I can actually prevent a man’s release so that I don’t have to hurry, and the aura can build well past its limits." The expression of fear and disappointment on Danielle’s face forced the coven leader to adopt her teaching mode again. "Oh, all right, Miss Gray." She looked at Andrew, who had gone beet red. "I’m sorry, Andrew, you are her training aid. So—off with your clothes." Gina waited patiently, giving him no indication that she would force him to undress. Danielle leaned to his ear and whispered for a few seconds, then kissed him on the cheek. He sighed, and began to disrobe.
Gina lectured Danielle while Andy took off his clothes. "You’ll know when to stop, because his aura will gradually return to its original state while you are feeding. If you want him to be able to finish sexually, then make sure that it is brighter than that. If you just want to feed, then you can go until he gets soft." She looked at Andrew, who was now nude. "How long you have before he ejaculates depends on the power, Miss Gray. I think that you will eventually be able to delay him for fifteen seconds or so. However, this first time, I would guess that you will have no more than two or three seconds." The initiate asked her if fifteen seconds was a long time. "Yes. Most initiates can only do it for five seconds at most. Are you ready?" They both nodded, Andrew clearly reluctant and very embarrassed.
He raised his hand to start, but Dani gently grasped it and purred, "No. Let me do it for you." Her lips brushed his ear, and she breathed a sweet obscenity to him. One hand caressed his chest, the other his legs, and she drew closer. She was fully dressed, but she smiled and buried her mouth in his neck, kissing and sucking and licking him. Andy felt the blood move. She touched him, gently, running her fingers along his expanding length. She stood on tiptoe and kissed him amorously; he felt himself thicken. Dani moved around him, whispering her erotic intentions, stopping to nibble and lick at his neck and shoulders. Her hand continued moving along his cock, as his breathing became faster and more shallow, released from his conscious control. "Close your eyes, Andy. Forget about everything except me," she whispered seductively. He moaned and reached back for her, to touch her, anywhere.
Danielle moved to let his hands feel her hair. She was getting caught up in this, wanting to give him pleasure, but she had to keep her control. Her soft center gave a little throb, but she forced it out of her mind. "You will not come until I command you to, Andy. You must wait for me," Dani said, letting her power grip his body and mind. He gave a soft gasp. She moved in front of him. Her hand moved easily now, aided by his lubrication and the small amount of sweat on her hand. Danielle concentrated on maintaining her hold of his mind with the power; it wasn’t easy, because she was getting turned on despite her constant self-reminders. She figured that she had better get him to the important point as soon as possible. Dani whispered, "I want to fuck you in the ass and feel you moan and shudder when I make you come," and ran her tongue as sensually as she could around her lips. She was almost caught completely by surprise as his aura flared to a brilliant, incandescent blue a split-second later. His hips jerked. She had to concentrate completely on stopping his ejaculation. While it was extremely difficult was to push him back to the peak, she was surprised at how easy it was to keep him on orgasm’s edge once she’d made the initial effort. Dani opened her mouth and willed the transfer to start.
Instantly, the sweet, rich ambrosia of Andy’s life essence flowed between them. Ohhh, shiiittt… I think I’m in heaven… Danielle closed her eyes, giving herself over to the sinful pleasure of a life essence so delicious. It was so thick and sweet, and she could just drink his life forever… She lost track of time; her eyes suddenly shot open, panicked. Had she taken too much? To her relief, his aura was still brighter than it had been, so she carefully watched as it slowly died down while she fed on him. His cock began to get soft, despite her continuing masturbation. She let go of it, as she decided not to waste Andy’s cum on her clothes. There were much better places for it. Besides, he did the laundry, and would be the one to have to clean the difficult stains. He collapsed back into the chair, gasping as if he had just run a marathon. She leaned forward and sweetly kissed him on the cheek. "I’m sorry I didn’t let you finish," she cooed, then ran a finger down his chest. "But I didn’t want you to waste anything here," she lewdly whispered.
Gina had been watching the metaphysical plane during the entire episode until the sparkling blue shape collapsed into a sitting position. She saw Danielle’s kiss and whisper, but couldn’t hear what the young woman had said. However, a quick scan of Andrew’s subsequent thoughts revealed the gist of the clandestine communication. Still, Gina could slow the initiate down a little, giving him a chance to recover some more. "Would you like to have dinner here at the castle?" Danielle giggled something else into his ear, then told him to get dressed. During the meal, Gina watched Danielle’s animated movements and facial expressions; they were much different now than a few months ago. The training aid was working out just fine. The coven leader delicately poked around in Andrew’s mind. He made no effort to stop her, nor did he hide his thoughts on her attractiveness. Gina resolved to fix some of Andrew’s outstanding curiosities. No, she couldn’t have him. But she certainly could borrow him for a while.
Dani sighed blissfully. "I know you think I’m a nymphomaniac." Andy gave a weak chuckle and stroked her hair as she lay in his lap. "I’m not, y’know. I mean, I like sex, but I like being sexy more." She sat up. "Like, when Brendan would look at me like I was the only woman in the world, even if I had to zap him, and we were all dressed up, I was like, the sexiest woman with the sexiest guy…" She paused. "Sorry, Andy," she sheepishly said.
"S’OK. Were all the guys like him?"
"Uh-huh," Danielle replied. "Oh, Brendan was by far the best, ‘cause he had the job, the looks, the bod… but I guess I wasn’t too picky before him when it came to bed partners. As long as they were big and strong and good-looking…" She thought for a moment, then muttered, "You’d think I would have learned after Larry." She explained the details of her marriage to Andy, ending with, "If I wasn’t a widow, I wouldn’t be divorced, though. I didn’t know any better. I always thought that any problems we had were my fault."
Andy kissed her forehead. "So what changed your mind about me? I’m not exactly big and strong."
"You make me feel sexier than any of those guys. I don’t have to zap you for it, either. Then there’s this—" she waved her arms around her to indicate his aura. "You are definitely tops when it comes to making me feel good out of bed." Danielle climbed into Andy’s lap to sit. "But I am going to miss that faraway voice that you had when you were my piggie," she said.
"Geeez, you and Angie and hypnotism," Andy grumbled.
"You made it with Angie!!??! Gorgeous, tiny Angie???!!! Oh, you’ve got to tell me this one," Dani chattered excitedly. When he had finished telling her what he could remember, she was surprised to find that she was aroused instead of jealous. "So wouldja do it with her again?"
"I don’t remember half of it," he complained. "I mean, waking up in the middle of sex, even with Angie is like—missing half the fun."
Dani nibbled on his ear and ran a finger around Andy’s neck. "Well, I promise that I’ll let you remember everything," she panted in his ear. "It really turns me on and makes me hot," she sensuously breathed. She gasped when he fingered her. "But not tonight," she purred, opening her legs wider for his questing hand.
A couple of days later, Dani was enjoying after-dinner coffee. She had gotten Andy to wait on her the way he used to by promising him "something special." He was finishing the dinner dishes when she decided that it was time for her little surprise. "Andy, would you come here, please?" she innocently called. As usual, his aura arrived before he did. Dani tried not to give in to the pleasant, relaxing sensation that it always gave her, but she couldn’t just ignore the metaphysical plane. She needed it. Her new boyfriend walked over to her and asked if she needed anything. "Yeah, I do," she said. After a pause, she sang, "Pi-i-gie." Andy was about to say, "Oh, no,"; she saw it in his face. It was too late as she started to gather the aura. "You are my loving, sweet slave. I am your mistress. You must obey me," Danielle purred.
"Yes… mistress," Andy responded, his face blank. Danielle’s clit gave a little throb. His faraway voice and detached manner were still very—stimulating—to her. She asked him to say some more things like that, just so she could hear him speak from the hypnotic depths. He slowly responded, "I must obey my mistress… Danielle." She began to unfasten her blouse while he repeated enthralled oaths of obeisance. It was getting very warm in the air-conditioned room. She instructed him to get undressed and excited for her. "Yes… mistress… I… must… obey." Dani disrobed faster.
"Carry me to my bedroom, piggie. You must obey," she growled, voice thickened with increasing passion. As he lay her upon the bed, Dani gazed at his erection and the vacant look on his face. "Look at your beautiful mistress, piggie, and get even more excited. You can not touch me until—I say so," she breathed. Now she was having trouble thinking. She watched Andy’s cock stiffen and grow even more. He began to shift on his feet, and it looked like as if not being able to touch her was hurting him. She couldn’t stand it much longer, either. "Come and worship your mistress, piggie."
When he touched her leg, Dani thought that she would jump out of her skin. She dropped his aura. Andy blinked, hesitated with a strange look on his face, then looked at her, obviously slightly peeved. He waggled his finger as if to say, "Shame on you," before running his tongue from her ankle to her hip. She sighed very loudly and collapsed on the bed. He bit her on the ass, and she yelped before giggling, "You rat!!! I’m gonna have a hickey!"
"At least I put it—" Andy nuzzled her belly button, then raised his head, and with a devilish grin, finished, "—Where it won’t show. At least it better not to anybody but me." Danielle giggled some more. He burrowed between her legs and licked her muff, tickling her. She laughed, then pushed his head down where he would stop tickling her and do something else.
"I think you are a goddamn nymphomaniac," Andy said, nibbling at her neck.
"I’m sorry Andy, but I had to practice." Her apology was much easier to accept when she was cuddled naked against his unclothed body. "You are my training aid," she cooed. Dani burrowed some more, fitting snugly into the contours of his body. "But—I want my boyfriend now." She ran a fingertip around the head of his cock.
He shivered, but managed to resume, "We do have to go to work tomorrow. More importantly, I’m only human." He gasped as Danielle swung around and closed her mouth on his cock. He was human, but she was Danielle Gray. Both of them called in sick to work the next morning.