The house at the end of our street had been empty since the fire had gutted the insides. The owner had started construction but never finished. Rumors had it that she was an alcoholic and had used the insurance proceeds for alcohol causing her to run out of money before construction was over.
I ran by the house every morning, hopped the wall, and ran to the gym. After I lifted weights I would run the same route home and go back by the house. One morning I ran by and saw a car parked in front of the house. The car was black and had darkly tinted windows. I saw a light on inside the house so I stopped and watched to see if there was movement inside but I saw none. I lost interest and continued on my morning run.
The next morning when I ran by the house I noticed that the windows had been tinted on the house as well. Smoke was coming out of the chimney and I could smell food cooking. I made a mental note to stop by and welcome our new neighbor or neighbors.
That same day I was washing my car when a woman walked up to where I was. I was on my knees washing my rims and one second I was alone on my driveway and the next second she was one foot from where I was kneeling. She said, “Now that’s where I like my men; on their knees.”
I looked over and noticed she had strong muscular legs. They were sleek and sexy but powerfully built. She was wearing cut off blue jean shorts and had an incredibly large but muscular ass, especially for a white girl. I imagined what it would be like to have her legs wrapped around my face as I buried my face into her pussy. Then I stood up and said, “You must be the new person who just moved in. I’m James.”
I held out my hand to shake her hand but she left it out there without taking it to shake. She got a strange smile on her face and instead of shaking my hand she took it, flipped my palm up and said, “Hmm. Interesting. Very interesting. Oh wow.”
I said, “What’s wrong, what do you see?”
She said, “Oh nothing I am going to share with you. I just read your palm but I don’t think you want to know what I saw.”
I hated, I mean I detested, when people did that kind of stuff to me. It reminded me of being a kid and someone on the playground would come running over and say, “Want to hear a secret.” When I excitedly said yes they would say, “Never mind, I can’t tell you.” Then I would beg them the rest of the day to tell me.
I was older now and had learned not to beg so I said, “Okay, if you ever change your mind let me know. I’m curious to hear what you saw.”
She said, “If you ever get curious why don’t you stop by instead. I am the one who knows something about you.” She let out of a sort of snorting giggling sound and then said, “Anyway, I wanted to ask you where the closest liquor store is. I want to pick up some wine for tonight.”
I said, “Now I am the one who knows something you don’t. I’ll make you a deal. You tell me what you saw on my palm and I’ll tell you where the liquor store is.”
What she did next scared the hell out of me. She said, “No deal.” Her hand came up to my head and she put her fingers on my forehead. She said, “Think of the store and the roads I would walk to get there.”
I felt like my head was suddenly a 3D map. I immediately conjured up an image of exactly what streets she needed to take and then flashed an image of the storefront into my mind. At the same time I felt as if every ounce of energy had been drained from my body. She let go of my head and said, “Thanks for the info. Bye. I expect I will be seeing a lot more of you.”
I stepped back in terror and fell over my soap bucket. She turned to walk away and said, “I hope you enjoy the view James. And I agree completely, I do have a large muscular ass for a white woman. But I’m glad you like it.”
I finished washing my car in a state of shock and went inside both physically and mentally exhausted. I fell into a deep sleep and did not wake up until morning. I got dressed for my morning run and as I did I recalled how my new neighbor had sucked information right out of my head. I thought about finding a different running route but then decided I wasn’t going to let some creepy woman scare me out of my usual morning routine.
As I approached the wall I felt a renewed sense of strength. I put my arm up to jump the wall and felt as if someone was assisting me over the wall. It was an incredible feeling and so realistic that I turned to see if someone was behind me but no one was there. On my way home the opposite happened. I went to leap the wall and suddenly felt as if two hands were pushing me down. I tried again and felt even heavier. I decided to crawl over the wall and put both hands on the wall. Right as I pushed off with my feet I became light as a feather and flipped right over the wall. As I crashed to the ground I heard a woman’s laughter. It was coming from the house.
That afternoon on my way home from work I stopped by and picked up a few steaks, a bottle of red and a DVD rental. I went into the store to get a pound or so of meat but my mind completely blanked out and I bought almost three pounds of beef. When I got home I fired up my barbecue and poured a glass of wine. As I waited for my barbecue to heat up I heard a voice say, “Your new neighbor is all alone and would like to be invited to dinner.”
I looked around but no one was around. I thought I was imagining things and went inside to get the meat. I had clearly bought too much steak. I was looking at the meat contemplating whether to cook it all up now or freeze some when I heard the voice again. It said, “Come to me. Come to me now. Do not cook your food yet. Leave the house and come to me.”
I looked around but no one was inside my house. I poked my head outside but no one was there either. I suddenly felt fingers against my head just as I had when my neighbor read my mind but no one was anywhere near me. The voice said, “Come to me. Invite your master to dinner and I will share with you what I read on your palm.”
It was clearly my new neighbor’s voice. I felt like a zombie on those old movies before good special effects. My arms fell to my side, my feet started walking and I said to no one in particular, “Yes master.”
I was in some trance like state right up until the moment I knocked on her door. As soon as I knocked I realized where I was and turned to run. No sooner did I turn than the door opened up and there she stood. She had a stunning black glitter dress on that accentuated her muscular legs and butt. Her dress was sleeveless and for the first time I noticed her arms and shoulders were equally muscular and she had fair sized breasts as well. Her lips were a dark red but I think they just looked dark up against her pale white skin. I stopped, not because she made me but because she looked so good.
I turned back to the door and said, “I bought some extra steaks. Would you care to join me for dinner?”
She said, “Of course I would. Why else would I have made you buy double meat and summoned you to my front door?” She took my arm and said, “Lead the way.”
We walked with our arms interlocked and although I was in front leading the way there was no doubt who was in charge and it sure wasn’t me. We got to my home and as I reached for the door it opened itself. I knew she did it and I feared what else she was capable of. I was looking right at her face, her lips never moved and yet I clearly heard her say, “Do not fear me. Just obey me. Soon you will be mine. Now go and prepare our meals.”
I looked into her eyes and felt like she reached into my head and yanked out my soul. I felt any fear I had towards her disappear from my mind and said, “Yes master.”
I walked over to my grill that was now fully heated and threw the three steaks down onto the barbecue. I suddenly felt a tug at my shirt. Whatever had my shirt spun me around and began to pull me. I took two steps forward and as I did my neighbor came into view. She was holding a pretend fishing pole and as she reeled in the line I was being pulled to her. Then she said, “Kiss me. Surrender your will to me. Obey me and be mine forever.”
Somehow I knew that when I kissed her I would relinquish control of my mind to her. I looked at her body in that dress, I looked at her dark inviting lips, thought of those muscular sleek legs wrapped around my face and without a bit of resistance left in me I said, “Yes master, a kiss.”
As she finished reeling me in she stood up and put a finger to my chest to halt my forward movement. She said, “Hmm. So easy. So obedient. So completely under my power. Now kiss me and become my slave.”
I thought she was just playing with me. I mean she had already compelled me to walk down the street and invite her to dinner and already had me calling her master. I wondered what one simple kiss would really change. But the wondering ended when she kissed me.
Her lips were incredibly soft and the kiss was everything I thought it would be in pure physical terms but there was something more. As she kissed me and I kissed her back it felt as if my soul left my body and interlocked with hers. It felt as if we meshed together and became one. It felt wonderful, it felt heavenly and I did not realize until the kiss ended that the feeling that left my body and intertwined with her had stayed with her. As our lips parted I felt like something was missing. I felt empty.
She said, “Go and flip the steaks slave.”
My body jolted into motion and I said, “Yes master.”
I flipped the steaks and immediately returned to her side. Then she said, “Give me your hand.”
I gave her my hand and she flipped my palm up again. Then she said, “I was just happening by your home and I spotted you washing your car. I knew you were the man who had so nimbly leapt over the wall so I thought I would come up and see what you thought of me. I used simple mind reading techniques and could hear your thoughts about my legs and butt. When you thought about having my legs wrapped around your face I felt my pussy being licked. Do you know what that meant?”
I said, “No master. What did that mean?”
She said, “I have read hundreds of men’s minds and although they imagined themselves in some sexual act I never felt anything except amusement at how easily I could conjure up sexual images in their simple minds. Then I met you. As you reacted to my presence and imagined your sexual act I felt it too. This had never happened to me before so I immediately took your palm and read it. You are the one. You were chosen at birth to be mine. That is what I read on your palm.”
My entire life I had known I had been selected for something but never knew what. Sometimes I thought I was supposed to be some great leader. Other times I thought I was supposed to be an assassin and reorder world politics. I thought it was supposed to be some history altering event and not simply to be some servant of a witch. I stood up in absolute disbelief and began to back away from her like she was some disease.
She lifted her finger into the air and made the motion for me to come to her. My body suddenly stopped dead in its tracks and then began moving forward. As I drew closer to her she said, “Don’t fight it James. There is nothing wrong with being my slave. We will have children together and your life will be spent in a blissful state of ecstasy and servitude. You knew I would come for you someday. Now look into my eyes and let me into your mind.”
I said, “Please, I don’t want to be your slave. I have bigger plans for my life. Why me? How did you find me?”
She laughed and said, “I didn’t find you, you summoned me. You have felt emptier and emptier in each relationship you had with a woman. When you broke up with the last girlfriend and cried all night your tears summoned me. Spontaneous combustion starting a fire? Don’t be silly. Your anguish caused that fire. Your longing for me lit those flames.”
I said, “Are you saying I lit that fire?”
She said, “No, I could never spend my life with someone that would do that. It was my mother’s magic. It was the same magic she used to cast a spell on you in your infancy that would someday ensure I had a loving slave. It is the same magic I will now use to enter your mind and turn you into my love slave. Now look into my eyes and surrender to me.”
I closed my eyes and said, “You don’t need to enter my mind. I accept my fate. I will be your slave although I have no idea what I can provide to someone with your powers.”
I felt her lips on mine and that same feeling swept over me again. My eyes popped open and unable to move a muscle I waited for her to bring her eyes into view of my eyes. Our eyes met and she said, “There we go. That’s much better. Now stare deeply into my eyes and surrender you mind to me. A life of servitude is not something you accept. It is something you embrace. That’s it. Good. Let your thoughts go and become one with my will. Surrender to me. Surrender and obey.”
My mind and her mind were now intertwined. I smiled back at my master and knew nothing in the world could make me happier than a life of serving her. She read my thoughts and said, “Yes, that’s right James. Nothing will make you happier than serving me. Now aren’t you glad you let me into your mind?”
I said, “Yes master. But what good am I to you?”
She said, “I have an insatiable sexual appetite but more important, I have a yearning to produce offspring. My female children will be powerful witches and I will train them as you assist. Now take me to the bedroom and make love to me.”
Nine months later my beautiful wife and I were the proud parents of twin girls. I had thought it was luck until she explained to me that she had cast a spell the night we made love to each other to ensure the outcome. Two rooms over another woman gave birth to two twin boys. I said, “Wow, what a coincidence. What are the odds of two sets of twins being born in a hospital this size?”
My wife looked at me with a sly smile and said, “Yes, what are the odds. Go ask the proud parents how they wound up here.”
I went in, introduced myself and told them I was the father of the other twins. They proceeded to tell me how the ambulance driver seemed unaware of everything around him and drove to the wrong hospital. I knew a spell had been cast. As they were telling their story my wife entered the room with a piece of paper in her hand. The man stood up and walked to her without saying a word. She handed him the piece of paper and he put it into his pocket, sat down and fell asleep.
My wife walked over to the woman holding her twins and said, “Be a dear and look into my eyes. That’s a good girl. Your husband has our address on a piece of paper. He will suggest you visit us and visit often. You will visit. Do you understand?”
The woman’s jaw was slack, her eyes fixed to my wife’s and she said, “Yes master, as you wish.”
A week after we came home from the hospital there was a knock at our door. My wife yelled out, “James, the couple we met at the hospital is here to have me cast a spell on their two little boys. Be a good boy and let them in.”
I said, “Yes master, I mean yes dear.”
When I opened the door they both walked in like I wasn’t even standing there. My wife walked past me and took the two boys from them. They stood motionless and without emotion as my wife walked away with their two boys. She put them in the play area with my daughters and then my spoke in a tongue I could not understand. Then in English she said, “It is done.”
My wife picked the two boys up, handed them to their mother and said to me, “Let’s give it a test.” She said to the two babies, “Sleep” and they immediately slept.
She said, “Worked like a charm. Years from now our daughters will be enslaving those two baby boys just as I enslaved you.”
I smiled at the two boys, put my arm around my wife and master and said, “Those lucky boys.”