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Subject: {ASSM} Cassandra - Vampiress by JRParz,4of8{MC,Magic,Fdom,Ff}
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Cassandra - Vampire
Chapter Four: Witching Hour
by JR Parz

I.

Cassandra couldn't stop gazing at the girl... she had seen beautiful girls 
over the years, but never had she seen one as beautiful as this one.  The 
girl seemed to combine a natural innocence with a soft sensuality that 
elicited a rush of desire in her she hadn't felt since... since Damien.

Cassandra moved closer to the girl while comparing their beauty... she was 
blonde and wore her long hair down... the girl's hair was dark and even fell 
further down her back.  With every step closer she felt her groin throb and 
wanted her like she'd never wanted a girl more.  The second the girl turned 
to her and looked into her eyes, she bore into her with everything she had, 
quickly mesmerizing her on the spot.


***

Theresa had been debating whether to hit one more store before calling it 
quits when she felt the presence... when she looked up she saw a pretty 
blond approaching her.  It was her beauty that distracted her from thinking 
and before she realized something was wrong she was totally captivated.

Theresa tried looking away but found she couldn't.  Her mind screamed 
warning when she attempted again... but she kept on staring at her.  Why 
hadn't her witchcraft detected danger from the start?  Theresa quickly 
attempted a protection spell but during the middle of formulating the right 
incantation, her mind felt muddled and confused... she couldn't complete it. 
  Who was this girl?  She did look familiar... she was very beautiful and 
could rival her own beauty.  When a huge grin spread across the blonde's 
face, Theresa felt herself slipping away.

"You're very beautiful, what's your name?" The blonde girl asked.

"Theresa Fawn" Theresa replied, unable to respond any other way.  Again she 
tried a protection spell, but this time she couldn't even start it.  She 
found herself unable to move a muscle... physically or mentally.

"What a lovely name." The blonde stated.

Theresa blushed.

"Tonight I initiate you into a very exclusive club." The blonde added with a 
smile.  "When I spotted you standing here a few seconds ago I knew I 
couldn't go the evening without us becoming intimate.  Would you like 
that... to become intimate with me?"

"No.  I... I'm not attracted to girls." Theresa replied.  The blonde looked 
slightly surprised at her remark and then appeared to focus on her more.

"Tell me Theresa, how are you feeling about me at this moment?"

"Confused... fear... I don't know how you're doing this." Theresa replied.

"Are you saying that you're not the least bit horny for me!?!" the blonde 
responded in shock.

"No.  I told you I'm not into lesbian sex." Theresa replied, unable to 
muster anything other than calm responses.  Here she was, one of the most 
powerful witches on the east coast and she couldn't break this simple 
hypnosis... at least that was the only explanation she had for her inability 
to control her own actions.

"Theresa, you should be aroused by me... this doesn't make sense."

"It's probably due to my charm." she replied, wishing she'd shut up.

"Explain." the blonde commanded.  Theresa could see her eyes light up with 
interest.

"The charm is inside my body and was given to me by my grandmother to ward 
off supernatural influences." Theresa responded, unable to stop from 
disclosing this.


***

Cassandra was stunned.  A mixture of awe and fear washed over her at this 
girl's declaration.  She wondered exactly what she had stumbled upon.  Part 
of her insisted that Theresa was no different from Jill, Colleen, Amy, or 
Jennifer... current members of her harem... part of her wanted to simply 
take this girl home and add her to her collection but then the other part of 
her screamed warning.  She was obviously messing around with something she 
knew nothing about.  She decided she needed to sit down and see what she was 
up against.  If the girl wasn't so beautiful she would erase her memory and 
leave but she was in fact the most beautiful girl she'd ever seen.  
Cassandra led her to the food court where they took a seat.

"I must admit Theresa... you've taken me by surprise...and if you weren't so 
incredibly beautiful we wouldn't even be having this conversation.  
Incidentally, how is it that you are far prettier than every model that I've 
ever seen?"

"I combined my natural beautiful with enhancing spells to restructure my 
physical body.  I'm perfection by desire."  Theresa replied... then blushed 
at her admission.

Cassandra sat there with her mouth agape.  Was it possible?  I guess if 
there could be vampires, there could also be witches.  She knew that once 
she placed someone under her hypnotic power that the subject was powerless 
to disobey.  Nor were they able to lie.  Damien had told her once that once 
a vampire exerts their mesmerism power and gained control... the subject was 
theirs to command.  Damien even said that if she were ever to manage putting 
him under, that he'd be powerless himself... but then he laughed and told 
her that he'd never allow her to win a mesmerism battle.  "Theresa, are you 
trying to tell me you're a witch?"

"Yes."

"How powerful are you?"

"Very powerful."

"If you're so powerful, then why was I able to place you under my power so 
easily?"

"I don't know, really.  I don't understand it myself.  My charm protects me 
from spells being cast but I guess hypnotism is something altogether 
different.  I've never been hypnotized before and every time I try breaking 
the control you have over me I can't seem to think straight.  The 
incantation keeps eluding me.  I guess if you were to give me permission, 
then I could do it."

Cassandra thought what a 'twist' this had taken... she was feeling both 
aroused and still a bit afraid... too bad the witch wasn't feeling the same. 
  She looked into her eyes and saw the same glazed look that accompanied her 
other victims but knew she couldn't keep her in this state forever.  What if 
she managed to break free?  Could the witch use her powers against her?  She 
wondered if she performed her usual initiation whether or not it would work. 
  Could a witch become a thrall?

Then a brilliant idea came to mind... Was it possible to use this witch's 
power against herself?  "Tell me Theresa, how good are you at casting 
spells?"

"It depends on what type of spell."

"Let's say a love spell."

"There are different degrees to love spells... the only one I ever cast was 
an infatuation spell."

"Oh... tell me about it."

"About three years ago, my cousin, Bart, had a crush on this girl in high 
school but the girl was a cheerleader and wouldn't give him the time of day. 
  Anyway, he knew I was a witch and asked me if I could help him.  At first 
I said 'no' because I don't believe you should make someone feel something 
that isn't natural.  Anyway, he pleaded with me and I eventually gave in.  I 
performed an infatuation spell on the girl and within a week the girl became 
Bart's steady girl friend.  He called me a couple of weeks later to tell me 
that the girl couldn't get enough of him.  "She keeps on pleading with me to 
make love to her." He told me.  To this day they're inseparable and she only 
has eyes for him."

"Do you think that was fair to make her fall in love with your cousin?"

"No... but everything turned out fine.  The girl doesn't know that what 
she's feeling is due to witchcraft... and whether it's artificial or 
natural, the love is real to her.  Bart and the girl couldn't be happier."

"What's the strongest love spell you are capable of casting?"

"I've only heard of someone using it once, but I guess I could do it.  The 
spell is called a love/lust obsession spell.  Once the subject is under this 
spell, he or she is totally consumed with an unrelenting sexual craving and 
love for person who cast the spell.  Once this spell is cast it can't be 
reversed."

"Are you telling me that once someone is under this spell it's for life and 
there isn't anything anyone can do about it?"

"Yes."


***

Theresa couldn't believe she was telling this girl all this and wondered why 
she was interested in these spells.  Another thing that kept on nagging at 
her was the girl's familiarity.  She wondered where she had seen her before.

"Theresa, explain the ceremony you'd need to perform to cast this spell."

"The benefactor of the spell must be totally naked and then place a white 
cloth, soaked with their intended victim's blood, around his shaft if he's a 
man... or inside her vagina if she's a girl.  Once this is done the 
benefactor of the spell must invoke a brief incantation.  That's all there 
is to it.  The spell is absolute and immediate."

Cassandra smiled at her.

"Theresa, is it possible for me to cast a spell on someone?"

"No.  Only a witch can cast a spell."

"Hmmm.  What if the person's a vampire... could they cast the spell on a 
witch?"

"No."

"What if the person has a charm to ward off supernatural influence?"

"The only spells that would work on someone with a charm would be if they 
were casting a spell on themselves... this is why I can change my appearance 
or enhance my looks."

Cassandra could hardly sit still as her body flushed with excitement.  
"Theresa, we're going to go back to my place... I want to talk more about 
this witchcraft of yours."

Theresa was powerless to resist.


II.

While Cassandra led Theresa back to her place, Theresa continued to try and 
break free of the hypnotic control she was under.  When Theresa entered the 
luxury apartment, she was momentarily surprised when she passed two 
beautiful and very naked girls... on their knees.  They both bowed their 
heads in subservience.

"Theresa...do you know who I am?" the blonde asked.

"No, but you look familiar.  I think maybe I've seen you on T.V. or 
something."

"My name's Cassandra Seavers... do you recognize it?"

"Yes!  You're that model!  Now I remember you."  Theresa exclaimed with 
excitement.  She sounded like a schoolgirl suddenly meeting a celebrity but 
couldn't help it.  She then watched Cassandra walk over to a drawer and 
retrieve a handkerchief from it.

"Wh... what are you going to do?" Theresa stammered, wondering why she was 
able to talk but not recite the incantation.

"Take off your clothes." Cassandra commanded with a smile, ignoring her 
question.

Without the slightest hesitation, Theresa unbuttoned her blouse... shed her 
jeans... then stripped off her bra and panties.  Now she stood in front of 
her completely naked, blushing.

"You're a very lovely witch, Theresa." Cassandra stated as she slowly 
inspected her.  Theresa's ample breasts stood proudly at attention; 
perfectly formed with a sexy lift to them... her nipples were as hard as 
pebbles.  Her dark patch of pubic hair was neatly trimmed.  "Tomorrow, 
you'll shave that off."

Theresa didn't respond... she just stood there quiet and at attention.

Cassandra then walked behind her to check out her ass, her blush deepened 
when she felt Cassandra's hands caress her well-rounded and perfectly formed 
buttocks.  Then she came back in front of her and smiled... then reached up 
to cup her full breasts...giving them a squeeze.

Then Cassandra stripped naked herself and now they stood facing each other, 
staring at their naked beauty.  Cassandra slowly got down to her knees and 
kissed her... down under.  She could feel Cassandra's tongue slide between 
her petals but felt nothing sexual about the act.  She simply stood still... 
like a statue.

She didn't feel revulsion, just embarrassment... and then Cassandra moved 
her lips up along her stomach and to her breasts... she yelped when she felt 
a prick just underneath her right globe... Theresa could feel a trickle of 
blood seep from the open cut.  "A vampire." she whispered.

"Vampiress." Cassandra corrected with a smile.

Theresa thought for sure that the vampiress was going to drink from her but 
instead she dabbed at her blood with a handkerchief... then it HIT her!  
"Please don't." she whispered.

Cassandra merely smiled in response... and then took the blood soaked 
handkerchief and inserted into her vagina... and then.  "Alright Theresa... 
now the incantation."

The compulsion to do as commanded was too hard to resist and she heard 
herself chant.  "Misa...Vesual...Remor...Talto"... and then it happened, 
eliciting a gasp.  Theresa felt a searing heat flood her groin like nothing 
she'd ever felt before and while her mind shouted 'no' her body lit up with 
sexual arousal for the blonde goddess before her.  Stronger and faster her 
passion grew and the wet heat forced her down to her knees.  She looked up 
at Cassandra with pleading eyes as every fiber of her being wanted to touch 
her... kiss her... love her.  Cassandra was so, so beautiful... smelled so, 
so beautiful... she needed to please her... she was everything to her... 
everything... she couldn't imagine life without her.

Only for a brief second had she acknowledged that these feeling were 
generated by the spell... it simply didn't matter.  The intensity of her 
desire rapidly spread and it became physical painful not to act on her 
desire... finally, Theresa step forward and soon they were kissing like two 
sex-starved lovers reuniting.

"Please... Cassandra... Please love me" Theresa begged... and then Cassandra 
inserted two fingers into her wetness below.  Theresa gasped, and then came 
all over Cassandra's hand... then Cassandra led Theresa over to the 
king-sized bed where she stretched out provocatively.  "Tell me Theresa, 
would you like me to lick my pussy?" she asked with a grin.

"Ye...Yes.  I would...please."  Theresa whimpered, as her craving grew 
stronger.

"Then come here sweetie." Cassandra replied.

Theresa climbed on top of the bed between Cassandra's spread legs... then 
without a moments hesitation began licking... greedily sucking all her 
juices... and only after they both climaxed to several orgasms did they 
finally pass out... Theresa's head nestled between Cassandra's legs.


III.

When Cassandra awoke, she expected to find her new lover next to her side... 
Instead, she found a note.

'Cassandra, I never dreamed a spell could make someone feel this way... 
Knowing this is a spell doesn't matter.  I love you so much it hurts and 
leaving you this morning was the hardest thing I ever had to do.  I don't 
think the spell will allow me to stay away too long, so, I will probably be 
back very soon.  Please Cassandra.  Please understand.  I must say goodbye 
to my Mother.  I love you.  Theresa.'

Cassandra felt fear.  Damien had never told her about witches so she wasn't 
sure what to expect.  Had she underestimated her?  Cassandra lifted herself 
up off the bed and walked over to the mirror.  Her hair had a wild look to 
it, but like every part of her anatomy, she oozed sensuality.  Cassandra 
reflected on their night of passion and the memory sent new signals of 
pleasure through her.  She thought the spell would keep Theresa at her 
side... it didn't.  She tried reaching the witch with her mind... nothing.

Cassandra figured that there must be some occult law that dictates the 
greater power and noted that Theresa broke free of the hypnosis once the 
spell was cast.  She telepathically sent for her thralls, hoping that maybe 
Theresa had said something to them before she left.

Two of the girls were already up and entered her room.  They were both 
naked.  Cassandra didn't allow the girls to wear anything... except panties 
when they were having their period... then they spent much of the time in 
her bed.  This was the only time she fed.  Fortunately for her, the girls 
were on different cycles... only Jennifer and Jill overlapped.  During these 
times, they all slept together.  Once Cassandra enthralled them, she 
converted their body chemistry to respond only to females.  Three of the 
four under her power hadn't shown any lesbian tendencies until she seduced 
them... then she 'turned' them to reap pleasures from one another.

"Did any of you two see Theresa leave this morning?"

"Yes Mistress." Jill replied.  "The girl told me that you said not to wake 
you.  She said that she would be returning."

Cassandra felt quite helpless to do anything other than wait for her... and 
as she sat there thinking the worst she wondered if Theresa was playing her? 
  What if she wasn't returning at all?  Worse yet, what if Theresa was 
preparing a spell of her very own and getting ready to cast it?  For the 
first time in her immortal life, Cassandra felt fear and didn't like it.  
She had no choice but to bank on Theresa returning and instructed all four 
of her thralls to do everything in their power to imprison her in her 
bedroom upon her return.  She might not be able to telepathically 
communicate with Theresa but she could use her thralls as liaisons.  She 
didn't trust the witch and felt that she had to keep her distance until she 
was convinced Theresa was indeed under the obsession spell.  Part of her 
thought about telling Damien but another part of her decided against it.


V.

Theresa Fawn struggled to get back to her house.  Every step was difficult 
as her sex throbbed with need.  Never in her wildest dreams did she think a 
spell could render her to this state and she hoped that her book of spells 
could help her.

When she reached home she told her Mother that she didn't have time to 
explain.  Then she went to her room to study her 'Book of Spells'... in 
studying the spell she saw where there wasn't much she could do... as it 
appeared relentless and permanent.  When her Mother came upstairs to her 
room, she confessed everything and cried.  Her Mother consoled her.  Theresa 
confessed.  "I love her so much... it hurts to be away from her.  I need her 
like I've never needed before.  I never ever thought about a girl like this 
before but now I can't think of anything but... I'm sorry.  I don't know how 
long I'll be gone for... it may be forever."

"I have something that may help." Her Mother responded and she led her into 
her room.  "I never could bring myself to use this on someone... it was a 
gift from your Father."

Her Mother handed her a small vial that she pulled out of her drawer.  "This 
should make life easier to deal with... just slip it inside her mouth."

"How?" Theresa asked, looking at the clear liquid inside the vial.

"Without her noticing, pour the contents inside your mouth and then kiss 
her... you can transfer the potion into her mouth... the potion is designed 
to taste and feel like your saliva... it won't work right away but when it 
does it will make things easier."

"What will this do to her?"

"It's a powerful love potion... she'll find herself in love with you as much 
as you are in love with her.  She'll quite literally be addicted to your 
touch and need to be with you constantly.  This means that every time you 
aren't with her, she'll suffer much of the same thing you'll be feeling.  
Your touch and kiss is what she needs to feel happy."

"Then I'm doomed to be her lover for the rest of my life." Theresa 
whispered.

Her Mother nodded and then they said their good-byes.  She took a cab to get 
back to Cassandra's apartment... and it seemed the closer she got to her 
place, the more anxious her body became... by the time she knocked on 
Cassandra's door she felt so horny and wet that she could feel her panties 
chafe against her thighs.

Theresa felt incredibly frightened and depressed when Theresa wasn't home 
but she had no choice but to wait.  She knew she couldn't do anything again 
to displease Cassandra.

"Mistress told me to tell you to strip and lay naked spread eagle on the 
bed.  No masturbating." Jennifer instructed.

Theresa was far beyond modesty and complied.


VI.

Cassandra smiled when she discovered Theresa was back... and beamed when she 
heard that the witch was naked and assuming her directed position.  It 
proved that she was under the 'obsession spell' and under her power.  Just 
as she was heading back to be with Theresa she felt Damien's summon.

"Yes Master." She telepathically responded.

"I'm turning Sarah tonight at midnight... I want you in attendance when I 
perform the ceremony."

"Yes Master." She replied and then felt their link disappear.  She didn't 
like Sarah and never would.  She had taken advantage of her during their 
sexual relationship and she'd never forgive her... it was the most 
humiliating experience of her life.  Cassandra decided she still had time to 
play with her witch before the ceremony and continued back to her apartment.

When Cassandra opened the door to her bedroom, the sight before her elicited 
a rush of pleasure.  Theresa had been instructed to wait for her spread 
eagle on the bed... and that was exactly the way she found her.  She could 
smell the witch's arousal come from her glistening and dripping pussy.  
Theresa's eyes read one expression... passive lust.

"So, my lovely witch slave has returned.  Did you miss me?"

"Yes Cassandra... I'm sorry... I just had to say goodbye to my Mother.  
Please forgive me."

"Maybe."

"Can I please go to the bathroom."

"Sure honey, but hurry up because I'm horny and I want to put your tongue to 
good use."

Cassandra smiled as Theresa struggled to the bathroom... she could see the 
witch's arousal dripping down her leg.


***

Theresa didn't need to go to the bathroom... but she did need the privacy to 
take the potion.  She made sure not to swallow it and returned to 
Cassandra... soon they were kissing and while Cassandra was busy squeezing 
her ass cheeks she transferred the potion into her mouth... it was done and 
she never suspected.


VII.

While Theresa slept, naked, on top of Cassandra's bed, Cassandra was 
entering Damien's mansion.  The maid at the door was none other than Tricia 
Lane, looking lovely as ever... but as Cassandra gazed at her former friend, 
model and lover, her thoughts were focused on Theresa.  Cassandra reflected 
on their passion of a couple hours ago and still couldn't get over how much 
they came.  Tricia acted the perfect servant and led Cassandra down to the 
pool area... there she saw Sarah, naked like usual, beautiful as ever.  
Cassandra saw a smirk on Sarah's face but Cassandra shot back a powerful 
"behave your self!" which quickly wiped the grin off her face.  Cassandra 
sat down in a chair next to the former actress.

"Well... well... well... if it isn't my favorite model." Sarah stated, 
regaining some of her boldness.

"Shut up... I'm not in the mood!"

Sarah remained quiet as Cassandra fidgeted.  She couldn't concentrate and 
didn't want to be here.  She wanted to be with Theresa, and she could 
picture the teenager the way she left her... lying peacefully naked on her 
bed.  Cassandra wanted to get back to her and then it 'HIT' her!  She bolted 
up in shock.  There was no other explanation!  Theresa must have done it to 
her... the longer she was away from her the stronger the feelings became.  
Somehow, Theresa had cast a spell on her.

"What's wrong Cassandra... what is it?"  Asked Sarah, breaking the silence.

Cassandra turned to look at Sarah, and then got up and walked slowly towards 
the pool.  Looking at the water she finally mumbled.  "I'm under her spell."

Sarah looked at her in confusion.

The End of Chapter 4.



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