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Cassandra - Vampiress
Chapter Two: The Awakening
By JR Parz


I.

The Agency sent a team of representatives, which included three teenage 
models and guardianship of Cassandra was transferred accordingly.  She was 
reluctant at first, but thanks to the other models she quickly forged new 
friendships and she settled right into her new life.  One girl by the name 
of Tricia Lane was her age and they became inseparable.

By the time they were seventeen years old they had made it to the big time 
and began traveling around as supermodel.  It was on Cassandra's 18th 
Birthday that her life changed... forever.



II.

Tricia Lane was on her way back to her room from a shoot when she walked 
straight into one of the most gorgeous 'hunks' she'd ever seen.  She 
stammered an apology and blushed from walking into him, finding herself 
reacting in a way that others usually towards her!  Then to further 
complicate matters she saw that he was getting on the same elevator as she 
was and she couldn't resist stealing glances at him.  She was shocked at how 
nervous and excited she felt... finding him utterly irresistible.  Finding 
herself so taken with him, she didn't even realize that he was blatantly 
looking her up and down as if he were appraising her.  When she did 
notice... she gasped.  'How dare him!'  She thought, acting as if she were 
merely an object on display.  But as she thought this, she was finding an 
ever-increasing arousal from being near him.

Then he made eye contact with her and she blushed.  She needed to get out of 
the elevator and back to her room but when the door opened, she just stood 
there, staring at him.  She couldn't look away.

"Would you like to come to my room?"  She asked him, propositioning him like 
a whore might... shocked and confused that she would offer such a thing.

She had lost her virginity when she was fourteen... the hazards of having a 
woman's body at such a young age.  But ever since, she could count her 
sexual experiences on one hand and this was very out of character for her.  
What even made it worse was the man's silent response.  She remembered how 
often she complained to Cassandra that modeling was ruining any chance at 
having a love life but what was happening at the moment wasn't the answer.  
She wanted to tell the man that she was sorry and had changed her mind but 
when she tried... the words wouldn't come.

She led the man back to her room and without the slightest hesitation, 
invited him in.  Then she walked to the middle of her living room and turned 
around to look at him.  He nodded his head at her and she felt a sudden 
compulsion to strip.

'What am I doing?'  She asked herself, stepping out of her dress.  'How was 
this possible?'  She quickly unsnapped her bra and slid her panties down... 
now stood there standing naked and at attention.  She was so 'wet' at this 
point that she could feel her juices leaking down the insides of her thighs.

With stunned amazement, she realized that this man had complete power over 
her and she was powerless to stop him.  She also felt a sweet weak feeling 
in her new submissiveness.  She wanted to say something or do something but 
he just gazed at her.  It was almost like she was a prized mare in a horse 
show, and he was inspecting her.  The thought should have upset her but 
instead she found herself turning around for him... offering a view of her 
shapely buttocks.  This she believed was her finest asset and she felt proud 
to show it off.

When she finished her pirouette, she looked at him expectantly... then 
dropped down to her knees in submission.  With every step he took closer to 
her, she licked her lips in thirsty anticipation... and when he was close 
enough, she found her hands reaching for the zipper of his pants.  She'd 
never given 'head' before... but now she wanted to 'suck' this man more 
strongly than she ever wanted anything before in her life.  It didn't matter 
that she was behaved this way... what mattered was what lay between his 
legs.  She pulled his zipper down and pulled out the largest cock she'd ever 
seen.  It was thick and had to reach ten inches.  She licked up one side of 
its shaft and then down the other... before covering his knob with her 
mouth.

While she caressed and sucked and slurped all along his hardened shaft, she 
felt an urge to slip a hand down to her soaked pussy... but something 
prevented her and instead she continued to suck and make slurping sounds as 
her mouth and tongue lavished his tool with a hungry passion.  When he 
finally shot a thick stream of cum deep down her throat, Tricia licked and 
swallowed every drop.  The ice cold taste of his cum didn't once surprise 
her.

Tricia wasn't sure what had happened or how much time had elapsed but she 
was still down on her knees with her head bowed.  She desperately tried to 
make some sense of what had just happened.  She could hear the man zip up 
his pants and then she lifted up her head at some unspoken command.  "You're 
very lovely Tricia...but then again models are, aren't they?"

Tricia wanted to reply and ask what had just happened... say thank you for 
his compliment... anything... but her mouth wouldn't form the words and she 
just kneeled there and stared.

"You make take comfort in knowing we'll meet again.  You will also remember 
our time together here but be unable to tell anyone.  Every time you 
remember sucking me you will feel an intense desire to do it again.  The 
thought of my cock inside your mouth will kiss your pussy with a promise of 
more."

Tricia's head wasn't allowed to move, so she couldn't follow the man's 
movement as he disappeared out of her sight.  Seconds later she heard the 
door open... then close and knew now that he had departed.

Tricia wasn't sure how long she stayed kneeling on the carpet floor but when 
she found she could move again, she started to cry.  How could she have 
allowed what had just happened?  Nothing made sense to her but instead of 
getting up to cover herself...or go to bed...or go in the shower, she thrust 
two fingers deep inside her very wet pussy and screamed out with an orgasm.  
Tricia came and masturbating and came as her fingers moved in and out of 
her.  Tricia cried out again with another orgasm and then again...and again.

*****

Tricia woke up on the floor.  Slowly and with pain, she rose off the floor 
and made her way to her bed.  She smelled like sex and her thoughts went 
back to the fellatio she performed...with it there was a desire to do it 
again.  'Who was he?' she asked herself.  'He must have been some sort of 
hypnotist.'  'He must have hypnotized me in the elevator.'  Tricia 
remembered how one minute she smiled at him and the next minute she wanted 
him to fuck her.  Tricia was getting horny again and again felt the need to 
masturbate.  It was as if there was an internal fire that had been lit deep 
inside of her pussy and no matter what she did, she couldn't put it out.  
'What has he done to me?' she asked herself.

The next day, Tricia walked around in both a daze and extremely horny.  She 
couldn't help herself as vivid images of her act played inside in her mind.  
Tricia wanted desperately to tell Cassandra but as much as she wanted to, 
and in three different attempts she tried, she found she couldn't.  Tricia 
had to handle the last minute details of Cassandra's 18th Birthday party and 
wondered all the while when she'd see him again.

Tricia tried staying up late as she pranced around her room naked...but the 
second her head hit the pillow she fell into a very deep sleep.

***

Damien stood quietly watching the naked girl toss and turn in her sleep.  
Sexual desire was without a doubt the strongest human emotion known and 
Damien would forever use this emotion to play with all his lovely females.  
Tricia was young and beautiful, pretty much like all the girls he played 
with, and tonight he decided to enslave her.  Damien looked at Tricia's tits 
and thought they could be bigger.  Why models insisted on small breasts was 
beyond him.  Damien decided that he would give her a burning desire to get a 
boob job.  Damien looked at Tricia's hair and decided she looked good in her 
short dark 'page boy' fashion.  Damien was pleased and willed her awake.

"Who...who are you?"  Tricia asked...looking up at him.

"Hi beautiful, did you miss me?"  Damien asked ignoring her question.  
Damien let his eyes roam down Tricia's nudity and grinned...sending waves of 
desire deep inside the girl.  Tricia moaned and started to thrash 
around...supernaturally in the grips of arousal she couldn't control.  
Damien could smell her arousal and reached down to scoop up some of her 
nectar and then brought it up to his mouth for a taste.  'Not bad' he 
thought...but he'd like it much better when she was menstruating.  While 
Damien licked up the rest of Tricia's cum from his fingers, he scanned her 
mind with only half interest...but then stopped suddenly when he saw her.  A 
girl named Cassandra Seavers would be celebrating her 18th Birthday tomorrow 
night and Damien was stunned at the girl's beauty.  "Cassandra... is she 
your friend?"

"Yes...I'm her best friend."

"I think maybe I'd like to go to this party you are throwing her... how 
about I be your date."

"Yes!" Tricia squealed.

Damien continued to pick at Tricia's mind, learning all about this female 
beauty named Cassandra.  The girl was breath taking and for the very first 
time in close to a century, Damien was feeling...desire.

Originally, Damien had planned on having a couple of nights with this lovely 
model and that was basically it.  Through mind control, he could will her to 
do or act anyway he so chose and other than planting the desire for Tricia 
to get breast enlargements inside her subconscious, he hadn't planned on 
anything else.  Damien would allow Tricia a vague memory of her experience 
but not enough to ruin her life.  Anytime he returned though, the girls he 
left in this state would find themselves aroused all over again.  Now, 
however, this all changed.

Damien continued to peak inside Tricia's mind as he carefully shuffled 
through the times they had together and stopped suddenly when he caught a 
picture of Cassandra sitting naked in front of her vanity mirror.  Damien 
could tell that Tricia was aroused from this scene and this made him smile.  
Tricia would also have a chance to taste from Cassandra...it was the least 
he could do.

Damien used his mind to push the very lust he was feeling for Cassandra 
straight into Tricia and chucked when she saw the girl suddenly clutch her 
groin.  Tricia groaned while he mentally allowed her fingers to ease her 
desire.  Tricia was panting hard now as she pleasured herself while Damien 
slowly stripped out of his own clothes.  By the time he climbed on the bed 
and in-between her legs, her pussy was swollen with need.  Damien then 
entered all ten inches of himself deep inside of her and Tricia cried out 
with an orgasm.  Several more thrusts later and she climaxed again...and by 
the time he brought her to orgasm one more time, she had feinted during the 
throes.  Damien drew his cock out of Tricia's pussy and then angled her 
lovely neck to his lips.  Using his fangs he punctured small holes inside 
her skin and quickly took two long gulps of her rich human blood.  Just as 
quick he used his power to heal her wound and other than a slight red 
blemish there wouldn't be a mark on her.  Tricia was his slave now and she 
would prove pivotal in his plans.

Mind control took effort and concentration and the subject couldn't be 
controlled over great distances, but once he drank from a girl she would 
become his pleasure slave.  He could control her from across the ocean if he 
so chose.  Tricia's body would cry for his lips, his caress, and above all 
his cock and although she would appear perfectly normal to the public and 
very much herself inside her mind, she wouldn't be able to disobey any 
command he gave her.

***

When Tricia woke up, she felt an all-new hunger for Damien Nightshade and 
with that thought came the question of how she knew his name?  All she 
wanted, all she desired, all she craved was this immortal being named Damien 
and the intensity of these new feelings overwhelmed her.  Tricia called out. 
  "Damien... please...where are you?"  With as much time as it took a human 
to blink, Damien was beside her and brought his palm up to caress her.  She 
could feel him inside her mind and she welcomed it...instructing her to calm 
down.  Then proceeded to telepathically explain her new role in life.

II.

Tricia came to the party with her arm draped around an absolute hunk of a 
man.  He was tall, dark and mysterious and quickly had the other models 
buzzing.  Cassandra was shocked at first because Tricia had just complained 
to her the other night that she didn't have time to date...and here she was 
with the best looking man at the party.  Cassandra did have to admit that 
they looked good together but deep down she thought that Damien and she 
would look even better together.


***

"Cassandra, I'd like you to meet my date, Damien Nightshade."

Damien extended his hand while Cassandra did the same and as their hands 
touched Damien locked her in his gaze.  He only needed a mere second to 
establish control and once this was accomplished he could push her 
mind...her very actions ...her every desire... in any direction he so chose. 
  A quick scan told him that Cassandra was not only innocent looking and by 
far the most loveliest female creature he's seen in not one but several, 
centuries, it also confirmed his suspicion that Cassandra had never 
experienced a man before.  Starting right now, Cassandra was going to feel 
the way a girl of her beauty should feel every waking moment of her life.


***

Cassandra felt a shiver of desire shoot straight up her arm as her hand made 
contact with Damien's hand and gasped at the intensity of it.  How could the 
mere touch elicit such feelings inside of her?  Cassandra couldn't believe 
it but there was no denying what it was as every symptom flooded her.  Her 
breasts pitched forward... her breathing quickened... and she could feel a 
dampness inside the crotch area of her panties.  When Damien finally 
released her hand, the intensity of her arousal dissipated...but not 
completely.  Cassandra glanced at Tricia hoping that her best friend hadn't 
noticed the affect her date was having on her and was surprised to find 
Tricia smiling at her instead.  Tricia had either expected her reaction or 
maybe she thought it was perfectly natural.  Cassandra managed to excuse 
herself and make her rounds talking with the other guests.  She did 
everything in her power to avoid the man and hoped that Tricia wouldn't be 
offended.

Cassandra acted like the gracious guest of honor but something had been 
brewing inside of her that she found herself unable to fight.  Need... need 
greater than anything she'd ever fathomed possible had consumed her and for 
the first time in her life, Cassandra knew what it was like to sexually 
desire another.  Now she knew what the other models meant when they talked 
about sexual arousal...and its affect on a woman's body.

Cassandra couldn't resist the temptation to steal glances at Damien and with 
each glance she stole it seemed her desire for him went up a notch.  With 
the way she was feeling right now, she wanted to tear-off her dress and beg 
him to ravish her!  How could this be happening?  The mere sight of him had 
soaked her panties!

It didn't take more than a few moments later when Cassandra finally couldn't 
take it anymore and rushed to the bathroom.  She locked the door and quickly 
stripped out of her dress.  She pulled down her panties and finally 
unsnapped her 38D-cup bra and let it fall to the floor.  Every inch of her 
was erotically charged and as she brushed her fingertips against her 
enlarged nipples, she cried out at their sensitivity.  Cassandra cupped her 
ample breasts and then squeezed her nipples...she gasped at the sensation 
this elicited and knew that she needed to cum.  She was panting now as she 
stuck two fingers deep inside of her vagina...this sparked a powerful climax 
and when Cassandra pulled her hand away it was soaked with cum.  She flashed 
back to a fantasy she had about a dark mysterious man who would some day 
sweep her off her feet...but this was ridiculous.  Cassandra again inserted 
two fingers into her wet hole and this time used her thumb to brush against 
her clit...the next orgasm was even more intense.  Cassandra felt like 
crying.  There was no denying it...she wanted him.  She wanted Damien to 
make love to her...no...that wasn't right.  She wanted Damien to fuck her 
pussy until she passed out and the mere thought of his big dick ramming in 
and out of her made her fingering all the more intense, bringing her to her 
third and final orgasm!

Cassandra must have passed out because the next thing she knew there was 
someone knocking at the door when her eyes fluttered open.  She was sitting 
on the commode, her legs spread out, and three of her fingers were still 
buried deep inside of her.  Her cum dribbled out the second she slid her 
fingers out and she grabbed for a wash cloth.  She remembered her brief 
experience with Nicole three years ago and giggled when she thought how that 
was nothing compared to this.

When Cassandra heard a second knock, she had her bra and panties back on and 
was in the middle of slipping back on her dress.  She smelled of sex and 
there was nothing she could do about it.  Now she understood what people 
were talking about when they said; 'that girl reeks of sex'.  She felt like 
a female dog in heat.  By the time she exited the bathroom, she was feeling 
aroused all over again.

How could a complete stranger, armed with nothing more than a handshake, 
have this type of effect on her?  As she passed a couple of the older models 
in the hallway, they gave her a funny look.  Cassandra imagined that they 
could smell her and blushed in embarrassment.  What Cassandra didn't know 
was that the girls did actually smell her and wondered whom the lucky guy or 
girl was.  Cassandra not only smelled of sex, her whole body was flush and 
she looked as if she'd just been willingly raped.

When Cassandra went back to the living room, she found out that Tricia and 
Damien had already left the party.  She leaned her back against the wall 
with a sigh of relief...mingled with disappointment.  Cassandra wondered if 
she would ever see him again.


IV.

Damien and Tricia went straight from the party to Cassandra's hotel room and 
when they arrived, Tricia was feeling horny again.  Damien told her that she 
was going to experience Cassandra's charms firsthand and Tricia could hardly 
contain herself.  She was no longer subject to her old inhibitions and she 
stripped naked and kneeled before her master.  Damien merely patted her head 
as he waited for Cassandra to return to her hotel room.


***

Damien looked down at his new sex slave and elevated her arousal with a 
simple gaze.  Tricia gasped, squeezing her thighs together as tight as she 
could.  He mentally instructed her to tighten her pussy muscles, which 
helped her achieve her second orgasm.


***

Cassandra's sexual arousal was making it hard for her to stay at her own 
party, so, she apologized to everyone and made the excuse she was feeling 
ill and needed to call it a night.  She returned to her hotel room and was 
startled to find Damien sitting on the couch, with her best friend Tricia 
kneeling in front of him.  At first she thought she might be giving him a 
blow job but could see now that she was merely kneeling in a submissive 
position before the man.

"Hi Cassandra, did you enjoy the party?".

"Yes...  NO!  I..."

The mere sight of Damien elicited the memories of her masturbation and the 
image of her fingers going in and out of her vagina was making her horny all 
over again.  Damien smiled at her as if he'd known somehow what she was 
thinking and said.  "Turning eighteen can be a traumatic 
experience...especially when a young beautiful woman is awakened down 
under."

Cassandra blushed at his words.  "Why are you here?"  she asked and then 
looked down at Tricia.  "Tricia... what has he done to you?"

"Permission to speak freely." Tricia asked Damien.

Cassandra saw Damien shake his head with permission.  What the hell was 
going on?

"Damien wanted to give you your birthday gift personally, and he invited me 
to help him."  Tricia replied with a smile...and then stood up.

Cassandra was feeling hornier with every second that went by and now that 
she stood in front of the man responsible for her condition, she wasn't sure 
what to do.  Arousal like she'd never experienced before flooding every pore 
in her body and it no longer mattered to her that Tricia stood there stark 
naked beside her.  Then in an act that both shocked her and excited her, 
Tricia made a pass at her by placing her hand in back of her neck like a 
lover might do.  Cassandra remembered how Nicole had seduced her and 
Tricia's touch resurfaced everything.  She had seen Tricia naked on 
countless occasions, as like the other models, and never once reacted to it 
like she had with Nicole.  She'd been relieved that she wasn't gay but now 
her body was alive with arousal.  As Tricia moved her naked body up against 
her...she couldn't deny what her body wanted her...but if she gave in now 
her life would change.  "It's really late... we have to get some re..." 
Cassandra stopped talking in mid sentence.  Not voluntarily, but because for 
some reason she wasn't aware of, her vocal chords simply stopped working.

Damien stood up from the couch and walked up in front of her.  Tricia went 
around to the back of her.  Not only couldn't Cassandra talk, but she also 
couldn't move...and the only thing she could do at this point was feel.  
Cassandra could feel that her panties were soaked.

In one motion, Damien used both hands to tear open the front of her 
dress...and then let it fall in a heap by her feet.  Cassandra then gasped 
when he did the same to her bra, springing free her generous breasts.  
Cassandra's whole body was shaking with need and she knew she must look like 
an animal in heat.  Slowly Damien began caressing her tits and all along the 
slopes of her highly excited body.  Cassandra was caught up in a passion 
that she could neither deny nor resist, and moaned in pleasure.  Then she 
felt Tricia spread her ass cheeks apart and cried out when Tricia's tongue 
entered her asshole.  Pleasure cascaded over her like a river.

Cassandra's entire body throbbed with lust and she desperately wanted to be 
fucked!  It didn't matter whom...she just needed it!  More than anything in 
her life, she wanted this man to fuck her.  More than anything in her life, 
she wanted Tricia to eat her out.  The realization no longer bothered her 
and she cried out when Damien thrust his hand between her legs.  She gasped, 
moaned, and screamed, just now realizing that she could talk again...but 
instead of yelling 'stop' she screamed for them to 'fuck her' where she 
stood.  Only a small part of Cassandra knew that she should feel embarrassed 
for the way she and Tricia were acting but intense sexual desire 
swallowed-up all these feelings.

Damien picked her up as if she were weightless and carried her into her 
bedroom.  Damien then placed her on her bed while she squirmed on top of her 
sheets in anticipation.  Moments later, Tricia joined her and as if they 
were responding to some unspoken commands, they crushed their teenage bodies 
up hard against each other and pinched, squeezed, caressed, and kissed every 
inch of each other before descending down to lick and lap at one another.


***

Damien had already stripped and was stroking his own ten inches while he 
watched this very erotic sight play out before him.  These two beauties were 
meant for each other and rutted together like long lost lovers.  He was 
amused when he thought how innocent these girls were prior to his 
corruption.  As he continued to enjoy the show of Cassandra and Tricia going 
down on each other, he couldn't help do something he hadn't needed to do in 
such a long time.  All three of them came to a shattering climax.

Damien found himself dazing for a few moments before looking down at the 
sleeping beauties.  When passion was ignited by the supernatural, these 
mortal girls had a habit of passing out during the throes of an orgasm.  He 
glanced at his slave Tricia and sent her spiraling down deeper into a 
controlled sleep.  Damien didn't want his lovely slave to wake up during 
Cassandra's initiation.


***

Cassandra woke to see Damien naked before her.  Her mouth was full of 
Tricia's cum and she licked her lips savoring the taste.  Now she was aching 
to fill her mouth with Damien's cum.  Cassandra glanced over at Tricia and 
saw that she was still asleep while Damien moved his body in-between her 
legs, and wrapped his hands around her thighs.  As much passion as there was 
wracking her body, Cassandra was a bit frightened to think that his huge 
dick could actually fit inside her virgin pussy...but when she felt Damien 
exert his will on her to spread them she quickly complied.

"Damien, I'm a virgin.  Please...please be gentle with me."  Cassandra asked 
with trepidation.  She again glanced at Tricia and smiled at how close and 
pretty her lovely face was to her.  Then she glanced back at Damien, who was 
now descending his lips over her pussy.  Thanks to Tricia's licking moments 
before, she knew she was very wet down there.  Damien quickly thrust his 
tongue against her lips, stabbing his tongue in and out of her cream filled 
pussy.  Cassandra again found her body thrashing around as wave after wave 
of pleasure washed over her.

Damien then guided his cock into her, inserting his member deep inside of 
her creamy pussy...and Cassandra screamed out when she felt her hymen break 
and Damien begin his pounding.  Cassandra felt a most glorious sexual high 
and begged Damien.  "Please Damien, harder, fuck me harder," forgetting her 
previous request for him to be gentle with her.

Damien was relentless as he shoved his cock deeper and deeper down the 
depths of her hot pussy.  Cassandra finally screamed out as loud as she 
could when another orgasm rocked her entire being...and she passed out.


V.

While Cassandra slept, Damien lapped up her virgin blood from her 
pussy...making sure to get every last drop.  Vampires who drank from a 
girl's neck turned the girl into a sex slave.  Vampires, who drank blood 
from a newly deflowered pussy, initiated the girl into his special circle.  
In addition, Cassandra would also hunger for sex.  'We're half way there 
Cassandra' smiled Damien as he licked up the last of it.  Cassandra would 
remain mortal until Damien let her drink from him but in the mean time, she 
would do as she was told as an initiate.  Damien lifted himself up off the 
bed and then gazed back down at Cassandra.  She was absolutely 
breathtakingly but he wouldn't convert her until she turned twenty-one... 
then she would become his immortal bride.  Until then, Cassandra would be 
his lover.

Damien glanced over at Tricia.  Tricia was now his willing slave, and would 
do his bidding.  This would make it easier for Cassandra, because only his 
slaves could slake her arousal during his absences.  He focused on Tricia 
and exerted his will.  'You are to be Cassandra's lover and service her 
every need.  You will pleasure her and she will pleasure you.  You need each 
other and love each other very much.'  Damien turned to Cassandra for one 
more glance and then blew her a kiss while using his will to send a rush of 
warmth straight to her pleasure points.  Cassandra stirred and unconsciously 
moved her hands down to her groin.  One of her fingers slipped inside of 
her...Cassandra moaned.  It took some effort, but Damien left the two 
sleeping beauties on the bed and left.


VI.

Cassandra woke first and looked down at herself.  She felt different.  She 
looked different.  She felt sexier...healthier.  Her tits felt 
firmer...fuller.  She squeezed them hard and rubbed them while relishing the 
pleasure she felt because of her ministrations.  Only yesterday she had 
rubbed them like this and felt nothing more than the sensation of rubbing.  
Now, she rubbed them and she felt jolts of sensual pleasure.  She turned to 
her left and looked at Tricia.
She was stunning and the remembrance of last night made her horny...and 
happy.

Cassandra leaned over and kissed Tricia on the lips.  Upon contact, the 
girl's mouth opened up allowing Cassandra to sneak her tongue in.  Tricia 
opened her eyes in pleasure and both girls slowly made love, relishing the 
feelings each of them provoked.

After several orgasms later, Tricia got up to take a shower...  Cassandra 
knew if they showered together, that they'd be in there for a couple of 
hours, so she purposely lay on the bed waiting her turn.  While waiting 
Cassandra reached down to touch herself, noting the soreness between her 
legs, but instead of feeling pain... she felt pleasure.  Cassandra couldn't 
stop thinking about how incredible it all was last night and Damien 
deflowered her.  They fucked until she passed
out and she was no longer a virgin.   When Tricia was done, Cassandra 
giggled as she pranced by her to take her shower...that was when she saw the 
note on her vanity...it was from Damien.

'Hope you enjoyed your birthday present!  Love, Damien'.

Cassandra remembered the fear she felt when Tricia had said that Damien 
wanted to give her a birthday present personally, and how she'd been invited 
to assist with it.  It was the best present she'd ever received in her life! 
  When Cassandra came out from taking her shower, she saw that Tricia was 
already dressed.

"I'll see you later...lover." Tricia whispered.

Cassandra knew she had a shoot this morning and smiled.  Then they kissed, 
hugged and cupped each other's ass cheeks...while grinding together their 
groins.  The act sent them both a bolt of pleasure.  Cassandra finally broke 
it off, and Tricia reluctantly left.

Later on that afternoon, while Cassandra lay naked on the couch in her 
living room relaxing, her mind continued to be filled with Damien.  Was this 
love?  Why didn't she react to sharing Damien with Tricia?  Why didn't 
Tricia react?  Cassandra never in her wildest dreams believed in the 
supernatural, but she wondered now if they were under some sort of spell.  
Cassandra didn't care.  She was sexually alive now and she never wanted to 
lose this feeling.  Cassandra loved being naked now and basked in the 
constant state of arousal she was in.  Strangely she knew that she wouldn't 
be seeing Damien until tonight and wished Tricia would hurry back from her 
shoot.  Wait, how did she know that she wouldn't see Damien until tonight?  
She just knew... and her mind accepted it.  Her thought went back to Tricia 
and the she wondered why she accepted her new relationship with her when she 
didn't accept them with Nicole.  It simply didn't bother her that she was 
making it with another girl...as long as it was Tricia.  Cassandra walked to 
her bedroom and tried to ignore the stirrings she felt inside her pussy.  
Tricia would be here soon.


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