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Cassandra - Vampiress
Chapter Six: The Punishment
By JR Parz


I.

Cassandra felt fidgety and nervous as she sat at the table.  "Has he tried 
to contact you?" Theresa asked.

"No.  But he will... I'm sure of it." She replied... She wondered if Damien 
would be upset with her for what they did to Sarah.  Theresa had cast a 
spell on her to make her forget in order to give them time to decide how 
they wanted to handle their dilemma.



II.

Sarah stretched her lithe body and yawned... then she suddenly realized her 
unfamiliarity.  "Huh?"  She bolted up to a sitting position.  "Where am I?"  
She asked aloud... then she realized that not only did she NOT know where 
she was... she also realized that she didn't who she was!  She looked across 
the room and noticed a mirror.  Maybe seeing herself would jar her memory.

As she gazed at herself in the mirror... she smiled.  Whoever she was, she 
certainly was sexy and cute... slim figure... a set of large full tits... 
and based on the fact that she was shaven, she obviously enjoyed her body.  
But now she needed to cover it...

She saw a pair of jeans and a sweater draped over a chair... and a pair of 
tennis shoes on the floor.  She looked around for some panties and a bra but 
didn't find any, so she slipped on the jeans.  Skin tight... like a second 
layer of skin.  She grinned when she turned to check out her ass.  The 
sweater was also tight as the material hugged the contours of her protruding 
breasts.  She looked 'hot'.  Then she slipped on the pair of tennis shoes 
and stepped outside.

The sun was bright and she wished she had some sunglasses.  In looking 
across the street she saw a convenient store.  She dug into her pockets and 
was relieved to find a couple of $20.00 bills.

As soon as Sarah entered she went over to the sunglasses rack.  While trying 
different pairs on her attention was suddenly drawn to a very pretty 
teenager that walked in.  The girl looked like one of those typical 
California girls... long blonde hair, sea blue eyes, and a very innocent 
face... she started to feel a warm tingling sensation down deep and blushed. 
  Was this girl actually turning her on?  Was she gay?'


III.

Damien paced his den... he had been surprised that Sarah failed in her 
mission... and even more surprised at how easily the witch eliminated her as 
a threat.  Who would have thought that amnesia would prevent him from 
linking with her?  He hadn't wanted to get personally involved with this, 
hoping that Cassandra would have come to him first... but now it looked like 
he didn't have a choice.

Damien could enter Cassandra's mind with or without detection... and he 
chose the later.  She was discussing her fears and concerns with the witch 
this very moment.  Quickly, he sifted through her mind to obtain Sarah's 
whereabouts and in doing so; he visualized the witch's appearance.  He could 
see why Cassandra was smitten with her.

Now he had to go and retrieve Sarah... before her 'hunger' set in.  Damien 
took flight and reached the motel.  A quick scan around the grounds 
indicated that she had been and gone... then he used his supernatural senses 
to pick up her scent... and it led him across the street to the store.  
Damien placed a cloak of invisibility around him and entered... and smiled.  
Just in time to watch a seduction.


IV.

Sixteen-year-old Holly Breeze was only going into the store for a juice but 
when she spotted the actress trying on some sunglasses, she cried out in 
shock.  "Oh my God!  You're... you're... the Slayer!"

"Excuse me." The actress replied.

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

"You know me?" the actress asked.

"Of course...who doesn't!" Holly exclaimed.  "I mean... I don't know you 
personally but I know you.  You kind of disappeared for awhile but..." then 
she suddenly stopped talking.  Sarah was no longer looking into her eyes... 
instead her eyes traveled all along her body before resting on her 
breasts... Holly blushed when Sarah reestablished eye contact.

"You're very pretty." Sarah grinned.

"Thank you." Holly whispered, gazing deep into her eyes.  Did Sarah Love 
Hart just call her pretty?!?  Something was telling her to leave... but 
there was something about her eyes... They were so beautiful... so hypnotic.

"I...I'm...ah...I really have to go, but it was...it was nice meeting 
you..." She managed to whisper but instead of turning to leave she stood 
there unable to move.

"Look deep into my eyes, Holly, look deeper and deeper." Sarah whispered.

Holly felt completely powerless to do anything else and wondered without any 
real fear what was happening to her.  Then she heard someone say her name 
and giggled when she realized it was her that said it.  Then she heard 
herself respond to Sarah's question without any real intention.  "No, my 
parents are outside waiting for me...we're on our way to visit my cousin in 
Somersville."

Holly wasn't sure what was going on... but the next thing she felt was a 
compulsion to follow Sarah into the back room.  The second they were out of 
sight, Sarah spun her around, grabbed her head and brought their lips 
together for a passionate kiss!  Stunned was her initial reaction... but 
soon she was feeling something all together different... something she 
didn't at all expect... never realizing that she could feel this way.  Holly 
kissed Sarah back with as much passion as Sarah was kissing her while a rush 
of desire flooded her every pore.  This wasn't just any girl she was making 
out with... this was someone famous and very beautiful.  This was Sarah Love 
Hart!  And when Sarah finally released her from the kiss, she nearly dropped 
to her knees in a swoon.

"Are you a virgin?" Sarah asked, grinning.

"No." Holly whispered... ashamed now that she didn't save herself for her.  
"I had sex twice."

"Did you cum?"

"I... I think so." She stammered.  "But I...I never kissed a girl before... 
and I never felt (she blushed) like this."

Sarah smiled at her and then pulled off her sweater...freeing two of the 
most beautiful breasts she'd ever seen.  "Now, let me see yours."

Holly quickly pulled her halter-top up over her head and then unsnapped her 
bra... her breasts were small, but shapely... and ever so perky.  Sarah 
brought her hands up and palmed them... eliciting a wet heat down below.  
God!  She'd never been this horny before!

"I...I...can't believe we're doing this!" Holly whispered, enjoying the soft 
caresses from Sarah's hands.

"Do you want to?" Sarah asked.

"Ohhhhh yesssssss...more than anything." She responsed, never imagining how 
great this could feel.  Then Sarah moved her mouth down and kissed, just 
underneath her left breast and that was when she felt it.  "Ow!' she yelped.

Holly looked down to see a trickling of blood but just as she was about to 
ask what Sarah was doing, she suddenly felt a tidal wave of pure pleasure 
while Sarah sucked.

Holly wasn't sure what happened or how long she was 'out' but when she 
opened her eyes next she was completely naked and fingering herself.  Then 
she heard Sarah's soft voice inside her head.  "Holly...you're mine 
now...you live for me...you live for my touch... you live for my kiss.  
You're my slave... my lover... and will obey me."

"Yes Sarah." Holly responded.  Quickly she stopped masturbating and got to 
her knees.  The desire to please Sarah overruled every other emotion.

"What would you like?" Sarah asked with a smile.

"Please... I need you... I need you so, so much."  Holly begged.

Sarah quickly stripped her own jeans off and now was equally as naked... 
then she moved behind her and got down on her knees.  One of her hands came 
around to play with her breasts while the other cupped her wet mound from 
underneath.  One... two... and then three fingers pushed into her folds, 
lighting a fire.  Then she heard Sarah inside her head again.  "For being so 
sweet...every time you think of me, you will feel and remember this 
feeling... now cum for me, cum for me hard."

Holly screamed out as she exploded to an incredible orgasm and if Sarah 
weren't right there behind her she would have collapsed back in exhaustion.  
Sarah then moved around and kneeled in front of her... smiling.  Holly's 
legs were slightly apart and she could feel herself leaking... Sarah moved 
her face down to her wet sex and began kissing her... stabbing her with her 
tongue... and then eating her... moments later she cried out to yet another 
intense orgasm.

When she finally recovered, Sarah kissed her full on the lips... so this is 
what she tasted like.  Holly kissed back with unabashed love.

"Okay Sarah...you've had your fun, now its time to kiss your pet goodbye." A 
firm male voice commanded from the other side of the room.

The sudden intrusion of a male voice should have startled her but she didn't 
seem to care.  He had obviously witnessed their lovemaking and was right now 
seeing her naked... again, she just didn't care.  Nothing seemed to 
embarrass her anymore.

"Holly, get dressed and rejoin your parents.  You're mine now...and someday 
soon I'll come for you." Sarah commanded.

Holly quickly put her clothes back on... it hurt knowing that she was being 
commanded to leave Sarah, but her total obedience was absolute.  When she 
was done dressing she turned around to say goodbye to Sarah... and it was 
then that she saw the man.  She felt weak with the force of his powerful 
presence.  She felt a sudden urge to prostrate before him.  Instead, she 
went over and knelt down before Sarah... somehow realizing that this was 
expected of her.  Sarah had her standup and they kissed again and hugged.  
Sarah then affectionately slapped her on the ass and told her to run along.

When Holly got back into the car, her mother was upset.  "What took so long? 
  We were about to send a search party in there for you."

"I...I had to use the bathroom."  Holly lied...something she'd never done 
before.

"You feel alright?"

"Yes...I think so...although I'm feeling a little dizzy and cold.  I think 
I'm coming down with something."  Holly replied.  Her mother offered a 
blanket and she stretched out along the backseat.  "I'm going to nap."

"Okay honey." Her mom responded.

Holly still felt horny... real horny... and now that she was covered with a 
blanket she felt safe enough to play with herself.  She smiled at how wet 
she was... and then groaned.  Her parents heard her but they thought she was 
just sick.  The whole time she fingered herself, she fantasized about Sarah.


V.

Holly wasn't the only one getting off at the moment... so wasn't Sarah, who 
was naked and spread eagle against the wall.  Damien rammed all ten inches 
of him deep inside of her from behind.  "Yessssss...yessssss... yesssssss."  
She cried out.  It was times like this when Sarah understood why Damien made 
her call him 'Master'.

After they're 'fucking' reunion, Damien used his supernatural speed and 
strength to carry a very satisfied and drowsy Sarah back to his mansion.  
Sarah listened closely as Damien filled her in on the details.  She got 
pissed off at what Cassandra and Theresa had done to her but Damien reminded 
her that they were both under a very powerful love spell.  They'd be 
punished... and she would reap some of the punishment.


VI.

Theresa Fawn felt very nervous as they entered the mansion.  When she turned 
to her lover, Cassandra, she saw that she was even more nervousness.  
Moments later they entered Damien's Study.  A very powerful looking man sat 
behind his desk... grinning.

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

"I'm sorry, Master." Cassandra replied, dropping down to her knees.  Theresa 
remained on her feet... despite being intimidated.

"Stand up."

Cassandra got back to her feet.

"I can see why you're so smitten with the witch... she's absolutely 
breath-taking!" He stated while shifting his gaze to her.  Theresa wasn't 
sure whether to thank him or fear him... instead she got to the point.  "We 
have come to ask you for permission."

"Oh...so you two want my blessings to be with one another."

"Please Master... I beg you." Cassandra responded.

"Why didn't you come sooner?"

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

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

Theresa didn't like the way this was going and she wondered if her 
witchcraft was any match for his Vampire powers.  Then she shuddered when he 
returned his gaze on her and spoke directly to her mind.  "Don't even think 
it."

"Master... I love her... and she loves me." Cassandra responded, not aware 
of that Theresa had just had an exchange with Damien.

"Yes... it appears this is so... but what is real and what is due to the 
spell?  Or do you care?"

"No Master... these feelings are very real."

"Well, there may be a way... but it means accepting a severe punishment."


VII.

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

Cassandra was on her knees crying... Theresa stood there stunned.  She 
couldn't imagine living a day without her Theresa... never mined a whole 
year.

"But why so long?" she asked, wishing that she didn't have to accept the 
punishment but knowing she would.

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

Cassandra turned to Theresa.  "Theresa?"

"I trust you Cassandra... if the only way we can be together is to accept 
this year long punishment... then I'll do it."

"Okay." Cassandra whispered in defeat.

"Look into my eyes, Theresa... don't fight it... just allow it to happen." 
Damien commanded.

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

"Look deep...that's a good girl...now come here."

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

"Now strip." Damien commanded.

Cassandra knew that Theresa would have normally hesitated at this point... 
but she was totally under her Master's power and quickly stripped out of her 
clothes... When she was naked, Damien moved around to the front of his desk 
and then had her brace herself against it, spreading her legs.  Cassandra 
couldn't help but react to how erotic Theresa looked while presenting 
herself and slid her hands down inside her pants to finger herself.  Damien 
saw her and commanded telepathically for her to strip.

"Yes." Cassandra whispered while she quickly took off her clothes.  Soon, 
she was just as naked as Theresa was.

"Theresa will become the first of her kind... a vampiress witch.  But just 
like you she will be my slave.  Subject to my will."  Damien stated while he 
stripped off his slacks and white shirt.  He then moved behind Theresa and 
palmed her wet heat between her legs.  Theresa moaned while thrusting her 
ass up for the offering.  "She's a passionate one...that's for sure." He 
commented.  "So, are you ready to watch your lover become my slave?"

Cassandra was too busy masturbating to respond and continued to watch as 
Damien nudged Theresa's legs apart a bit further.  Then he moved in position 
to enter her and she could tell from Theresa's wiggling and groaning that 
she was slowly being penetrated.  Then Damien thrust into her with force 
eliciting a scream!

Cassandra watched while her Master moved in and out of her... then he moved 
her long wavy hair to the side and punctured her delicate skin.  Theresa 
screamed out and moved about like a banshee... while Damien continued to 
pump in and out of her.  When the initiation was finally complete, Damien 
pulled out, allowing her to collapse face forward on top of the desk.

Cassandra had cum right along with Theresa... and now removed her sticky 
fingers from her 'hot' depths.  She saw where Theresa leaked from her 
sex...and neck.  Damien then walked over to the drawer and pulled out a box. 
  Slowly, he withdrew his ceremonial knife... and then telepathically 
commanded Theresa to come kneel before him.

Obediently, Theresa lifted herself up off the desk, turned around, and 
complied.  Cassandra tried to detect some life inside her eyes but she still 
looked like she was in a trance.  Damien took the knife and cut along side 
his rigid member... and like she had... and like Sarah had... Theresa opened 
her mouth wide and began to suck Damien's blood.  Cassandra once again 
masturbated.

When the ceremony ended, Theresa lay lifeless on the floor.  Meanwhile 
Cassandra cried out with another orgasm.

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

"Yes Master." Cassandra whispered.


VIII.

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

"No." Cassandra responded... trying to sound defiant.

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

Cassandra had felt her body responding to Sarah the second she entered her 
bedroom.  Part of her punishment in addition to being Sarah's slave for a 
year was to be under her subjugation.  Her mind wanted to tear Sarah apart 
but her body felt weak and docile, eliciting a 'wet' and 'wanton' response.  
She knew she was looking at Sarah like she loved her... but in reality she 
hated her.

Sarah grinned, obviously knowing her condition.  To tease her she moved her 
hands down to her pussy.  Slowly, she spread her soft creamy petals apart 
and smiled.  Cassandra gasped and moved towards her.

"Lick me, okay sweetie."

Without saying a word Cassandra climbed on top of the bed and positioned 
herself between Sarah's wet lips... the craving for her pussy made 
compliance all the more humiliating but she couldn't help it as she buried 
her face and began to lick.

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


IX.

Damien Nightshade gazed down at Theresa Fawn with a smile.  He found that 
the longer he looked at her, the more he was taken with her.  Cassandra had 
selected well.  Theresa radiated a natural innocence, much the same way 
Cassandra did.  Her long dark hair came down to her ass...her tits were nice 
and full before her 'turning' and now looked incredible!  Damien sent out a 
tendril of power...and nudged his dark haired slave awake.  Theresa's eyes 
fluttered open... took a moment to realize where she was and what had 
happened... and then.  "You MONSTER!" and sprung off the bed.

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

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

"Did you forget your punishment already?" Damien asked... a little 
surprised.  "You should feel honored... you're the first girl I've ever 
turned within seconds after their initiation."

Theresa looked down at her nudity...noticing her much larger tits.  Her eyes 
lit up and then she scanned the room for something to wear.

"You asshole... why should I be grateful!?!  You've got nerve!  I want my 
clothes!  Where are they?  Or are you getting a big thrill from seeing me 
naked!"  Theresa screamed.

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

"Go fuck yourself...pervert!"  Theresa responded...then headed towards a 
robe that she saw hung inside the closet.  Theresa went to grab for it but 
something prevented her.  She looked confused as she stared at it...unable 
to pick it up.  Slowly, she turned her attention back to Damien.  "What did 
you do to me?"


X.

Theresa stood there in shock...still naked.  Why couldn't she pick up the 
robe?  She wanted desperately to cover herself, but couldn't... Why?

She reflected on her punishment... something she agreed doing because of her 
love for Cassandra.  But she didn't feel the same way.   Something must have 
happened during her transformation... Sure she was fond of Cassandra, 
remembering their lovemaking... but no longer did she feel that blinding 
love.  Based on the way she felt now... she would have never agreed to be 
Damien's slave for a year.

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

"No!  I don't care what you did... I'll never be your vampire slave.  I 
wasn't myself earlier... it was the spell.  I would never have agreed to be 
your fucking slave!  I'm not a...a...vampire...I'm a WITCH!"

"Well, to be more accurate, you're both.  You're a vampiress... and a witch. 
  But more importantly, you're my slave."

"I'll never be your slave...never."  Theresa whispered.

"You just don't get it...do you."  Damien stated...then added.  "I think I 
need to demonstrate just how helpless you truly are."

Suddenly, Theresa felt his strong will wash over her and before she realized 
what she was doing she was walking over to the bed.  Then she sat down on 
the edge and looked down at her new, tremendous breasts.  Without 
hesitation, she cupped them from underneath.  Looking directly at Damien she 
presented them to him.  "Thank you for making me big...I just love big 
tits...can you come over here and suck them?"  She heard herself ask.  
"Please... please suck my tits...please." She added.  Then she felt him 
recede from her mind allowing her to control her actions again.  Theresa 
quickly took her hands off of her breasts.  "How dare you!"

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

Suddenly, Theresa felt exactly that...and needed to go to the bathroom.  
"Yes, damn you...I need to go!" and with that said she jumped off the bed 
and rushed toward the bathroom door.  Then stopped.  'Huh'.  She couldn't 
move, and now all she could do was squeeze her vaginal muscles to stop her 
bladder from emptying.

"I control everything...your bladder...your thoughts...your sex drive.  Who 
you desire... when you desire... everything.  You don't have to pee 
anymore."

And just like that Theresa stopped fidgeting... then returned to the bed and 
crawled to the middle.  She gave Damien a clear view of her naked rump and 
in the sexiest voice she ever heard come out of her mouth, she whispered.  
"Please fuck me."

Theresa turned red with embarrassment... unable to do anything other than 
what Damien commanded.  Here she was in a doggy position, a position she 
vowed never to assume.  She couldn't even turn around to face him when she 
felt his weight on the bed.  She could feel him move behind her, and then 
palm her wetness below... she groaned and wiggled her ass.  Damien stuck 
three of his fingers deep inside her... eliciting a gasp.  She felt a 
tremendous emptiness when he slid them out of her.  Then he brought his hand 
up to her nose and allowed her to sniff.  "You'll smell like this whenever 
you think of me." He stated in a deep commanding voice.  The aroma of her 
sex permeated the air.  Then he brought his fingers to her lips and allowed 
her to lick herself.  She cleaned his fingers up like she was a dog.  
"Please...please fuck me...please." She begged.

"Please fuck me...what?"

"NEVER!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.  Damien chuckled.  Theresa 
knew she was losing the battle and moved her fingers up to her pussy to 
masturbate.

"Until I tell you otherwise, you aren't allowed to masturbate." Damien 
stated.

Without consciously willing it... Theresa pulled her fingers away from her 
'hot' pussy and then cried out in frustration. "Please...please you can't do 
this to me!"

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

Theresa couldn't stand it any longer and cried.  "MASTER...okay, I said it!"

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

Theresa felt tears drip down her eyes... stinging them.  "Master...please 
master...please fuck me."

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

Like magic, Theresa stopped crying... at least from sadness anyway.  Damien 
had him hard member positioned at her soft entrance below and then cried out 
in passion when he entered her.  Never...not Cassandra or anytime in her 
entire life, had Theresa felt so conquered as she did right now... and with 
each thrust Damien rammed into her, she cried out for more and more.

"Does this feel good to you?"

"Yesssssssssss...pleaseeeeeeee...yessssssssssss."  Theresa panted and 
groaned.

"Who am I?"  Damien asked.

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

Who?"

"MY MASTER!" Theresa cried out while just on the edge.

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

Theresa felt the most incredible orgasm explode inside of her...eliciting 
the loudest scream yet and then like commanded... she passed out... with a 
smile on her face.


The End of Chapter Six.







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