	"From now on," Jim said, letting his eyes move from Alison to Vicky, "you will never use your old names.  You are slave- priestesses of the Order, and shall not speak unless commanded to by your lord."  Jim grinned wolfishly.  "Your lord commands you to become familiar with each other carnally, as the body is a map for the soul and we shall need to become one body and one mind to survive the end of times to come."

	Jim led Alison to the bed, and laid her down.  Then he led Vicky over, and had her lay in the opposite direction on top of Alison.  He pushed Vicky's face into Alison's crotch, and was delighted to see her begin to delicately lick Alison's hairless pussy.  He shucked his clothing to become as naked as the two women and retrieved his digital camera.  Jim videotaped the two women eating each other's pussies for a while, pumping his stiffening cock with one hand.  After he had half an hour of footage of the two women chowing box, Jim decided it was time to get himself off.  He finished filming by standing behind Vicky and placing the camera angled underneath her to catch Alison working her over.  Jim guided his cock into Vicky's slit, shivering as he heard her gasp.  Alison's tongue worked Vicky's clit as he fucked her, contributing to a shuddering orgasm that wracked her body.  Jim used his free hand to wriggle a finger inside Vicky's red, sore asshole.  The visual of his finger stabbing into her ass, combined with her hot wet hole enveloping his cock, and her continual moans quickly drove him to climax.  Jim pulled his cock out of her as he felt himself about to come.  He pushed the head of his penis down, and slid himself into Alison's mouth as he came into the back of her throat.  She coughed and sputtered, and drank every bit of his cum, sucking even as she gagged.  Spent, Jim collapsed on top of Vicky, who was in turn pressed down on top of Alsion, creating a sandwich of sweaty, naked flesh.  Jim knew Alison was having trouble breathing, but he lay on top of Vicky for a half an hour, relishing the feeling of his limp cock crammed against her wet ass and thighs.  Jim stroked the side of Vicky's face and neck with one of his hands, and then let it slide underneath her to grope her.  He kneaded her breasts, squeezing them, pinching her nipples and tugging on each tit.  Satisfied, Jim commanded his priestess whores to clean themselves up, and attend to a daily list of duties that he began writing up.

	Over the next few weeks, Jim studied the ancient tome and continued to develop the structure and ritual of his sex cult.  One of the spells he began experimenting with induced a period of absolute memory blanking.  Jim had the priestesses count from one to several hundred outloud as he cast.  After several days experimentation, Jim found that the spell successfully wiped two minutes worth of time from their minds.  Another spell also proved quite useful, with it Jim could temporarily read minds.  The spell lasted four minutes, he could concentrate on one individual at a time and know what he or she thought as it was thought.  Jim began using the spell to determine what his priestesses thought, and when their charm spells had failed.  Jim took precaution against the charm failing during the night by chaining the women down with locks, collars, and cuffs.  It also made for good videotape footage of bondage sex.  Jim realized that by now both his priestesses had actually seen him cast spells.  They could never be allowed to escape with this information.  During infrequent trips to purchase supplies, Jim discovered that Vicky's name and face were plastered all over the local news and televison for the murder of her former boss and the robbery he had committed.  Jim laughed at the idea that outside of his protection, she would likely face life in prison.

	Jim contacted a lawyer in the state's capital, and had the firm begin laying the foundation for a tax exempt non- profit company and the paperwork to establish tax exemption for a religious group and their property.  Following this, Jim spent several days researching county records for the land holdings around the cabin.  He found the names over several dozen people living within the five miles around the property he was currently using.  The plan was to eventually acquire all of the land and consolidate a large base of operations.

	Jim stocked the cabin with provisions within reach of his women, left them a bin of cat litter, and departed for an extended journey with the instruction that should either try to leave then the other should do all in her power to prevent that from happening.  He had eventually decided to drop out of school, and needed to break the news to his parents.  They were surprised, disappointed, and a bit angry.  Claiming the need to find himself, he apologized to them, and assured them he would return to school in a year.  He stayed with them for a week, outlining a fictitious plan to travel the nation which would free him from family obligations so that he may continue his true work.  At the end of the week, he had a tearful departure and returned to the cabin.

	Back at the cabin, all appeared to be well.  Just in case, a casting of extra-sensory perception revealed their thoughts to be of charmed slave- priestesses bent on following their master's directions.  Alison, Jim noted, was gaining a well defined abdomen and muscle tone throughout her body as the result of his mandatory exercise regimen.  Vicky, fleshier to begin with, would likely take more time to respond to the physical discipline.  He unchained them, allowed them to bathe and clean the litter box and cabin, and then return to their beds and lock themselves up again.

	Jim stocked and prepared the cabin again, readying for another excursion.  This time he drove a full day, crossing through two states.  His object was to clear as far as he could from the area so that any crimes and disappearances wouldn't be easily linked to his base of operations.  For Jim, anywhere would do, there was no need to shit where he ate, as the expression goes.  For the journey he packed his spellbook, dreading taking the precious volume with him, but knowing it was necessary in order to cast spells after more than one day from the cabin.  He stopped at a motel for the night, paying in cash in advance for three nights and giving an false name for registration.  He went to bed early, intent on making the most of this excursion.

	The next morning, Jim memorized spells of invisibility twice, charm twice, and sleep once.  Without a very definite plan of action, he set out from the motel in his truck.  Jim still had several thousand dollars left from the five Mitch had "loaned" him, as well as the several thousand from Vicky's restaurant.  Jim's mind was blank as to the easiest way of quickly acquiring a large sum of untraceable money, however.  He thought as he drove, hoping something would inspire him.  Inspiration for financial gain did not materialize, but Jim's lust was prompted on more than one occassion.  Now that he realized he could have just about any woman he wanted, Jim felt like a fox let loose in a chicken coop.  Hungry and hard to satiate.

	Spotting a large shopping mall, Jim pulled into the parking lot and stretched as languidly as a great cat.  Whistling brightly he wandered among the shops and kiosks speckling the complex.

	She was tall.  Tall and thin, the woman's figure could have been complimented as willowy or derided as lanky.  Jim was struck by her face.  She had fair skin, with a high concentration of freckles around her eyes and cheekbones.  This matched her light green eyes nicely.  Her nose had a slightly pronounced bridge, also thin and angular without being pinched or beakish.  Her lips were lined with traces of the freckles on her face, making them stand out.  Separately her features may not have been considered attractive, but they complimented each other.  Relative youth gave her skin a freshness and radiance that enhanced her features.  He guessed her as no older than thirty.  Her face may not have been considered beautiful in a classical sense, but she had a striking look that surely could have given her opportunity to do some work as a model.  He could envision her in trendy outdoors clothes- a picture in shades of grey hung as a poster to snare the teen and young adult market in one of the stores he was passing by.  She was walking too, but with more purpose than Jim.  She had on a security uniform.  Hottest rent-a-cop Jim had ever seen, surely.

	Jim wasted no time.  He pulled his cell phone from his pocket and used it as a prop to disguise the fact that he was uttering Words of Power that would charm this young vixen.  She had her back turned to him, so he followed her through the mall.  Stopping for a second before he caught up with her, Jim cast the telepath spell he knew.  Access to her thoughts and manipulation of her emotions and will was a terrible combination in his greedy hands.  Jim quickened his pace to overtake her rounds through the mall.  Tapping her on the shoulder, Jim formulated a plan.

	"Excuse me miss." Jim said, watching her lips spread into an easy smile.  He knew the charm had her already.  He dipped into her thoughts as she asked him how she could be of service.  Jim felt that she was marginally attracted to him, an angle he could take advantage of with her under his Power.

	"I just thought you were the most beautiful woman I've seen since I've moved here, and I would be honored if you would do me the kindness of taking you to dinner."  A stale line and approach, surely, however she was influenced by the magic.  He felt her reaction before she spoke it, she was excited yet hesitant because she already recently broken off a relationship.

	"I know it seems very forward of me," Jim countered before she spoke.  "I do not want you to think that I'm asking you for anything other than some pleasant conversation and company- I'm recently out of a long term relationship and I'm not ready for anything more than that myself."

	It was so easy to play her.  He felt her emotions, observed her thoughts, and tailored the conversation around her interests and ideas.  The benefit of this approach was that not only was she magically charmed, she quite consciously had made decisions to get to spend time with him.  Her name was Amy, and yes she was free tonight.  He planned to meet her for dinner at a local resteraunt, took her cell phone number, then asked her for directions just so that their conversation would look very normal to anyone passing by.  She pointed, he left.

	After driving for fifteen minutes, he pulled over to a public telephone.  He called her from the payphone and asked if she could meet him directly after work- no need to change out of her uniform.  Keeping his answers vague, he secured her agreement to meet him in at the end of a parking garage he had scoped out earlier.  He darted by a supermarket and picked up a few items, including several bottles of wine.  He prepared the hotel room as best he could for a romantic evening.

	She arrived on time to the parking deck, where Jim believed the chances of a passerby seeing them could be minimized.  At the end of the parking deck, there were very few cars.  Jim had noted that there was also no security cameras protecting this deck.  All the better.  Jim greeted her, and then asked if she was ready for a fun evening.  She was ready she said.  Jim innocently produced a blindfold and said that he had a surprise for her.  The charm eliminated any protestations she might have had.  The obviously bad idea of allowing a man she had just met take her somewhere blindfolded seemed like a fine idea.  So Jim blindfolded her, and put her inside his own vehicle.  Inside the car he asked her to bear with him and his mumblings for a moment.  She smiled, having no idea what he meant but trying to be pleasant.  Jim cast a spell of invisibility on her.  To all outward appearances, she could not be seen riding around in his car.  Jim drove back to his hotel and had her follow the sound of his voice as he led her through a side entrance to his room.  He made quite sure that no one was in the immediate area to accidently bump into the woman- and thereby ruin the spell of invisibility.  That would have been disasterous.

	In the room, Jim had her sit on the edge of the bed, seeing the bed shift with her weight, he knew where to reach to touch her.  As his hand brushed against her, the spell was cancelled.  She was smiling as he removed the bindfold.  Not much of a surprise, he conceded, but he had a indoor picinic for them.  During the course of their eating, Jim encouraged her to drink deeply.  After the second bottle of wine, she was smashed.  Drunk, slightly attracted to him, and under a spell that made Jim seem her most credible friend, it was easy to seduce her.  Jim drew out of her a candid conversation about sex and fantasies, favorite positions, and turn- ons.  Jim then laid it on hot and heavy about how much he wanted her and how incredibly sexy he thought she was.  Standing and walking up to her, Jim pulled her to her feet and into a kiss.  She responded predictably.  Jim continued to kiss her as he duck walked them against a wall.  Their hands were all over each other, and he dropped one hand down to her crotch and cupped her mound through the fabric of her work clothes.  She moaned in his ear, and Jim knew she was putty in his hands.

	He unzipped the fly of her dress blue pants, and let his hand slide inside.  She gasped as his fingers trailed across the front of her panties.  He could feel her pubic hair underneath the thin layer of material.  Running two fingers down her panties and between her legs, Jim hooked under the line of the underwear and pulled it aside.  His fingers were brushing up against a mound of hair that was sticky and hot.  Jim slid his middle finger against the skin of her pussy until it found its place between the folds of her skin.  He pulled his finger up, parting her lips in the process and relishing in the wetness of her juices.  She was steadily moaning, her shoulder blades against the wall and hips arched outwards with her legs spread slightly to allow him access.  She kept her balance by bracing herself with the palms of her hands against the wall, and she was rocking on the balls of her feet with increasing pleasure.  Dipping into her honey pot, Jim found her sloppy pussy.  He cupped her pubic mound, pushing two fingers as deep inside her as he could.  With his free hand, he undid his own pants and let them slide to the floor.  His rock hard cock quickly sprang free from the confines of his boxers.  Guiding himself into her with the same hand, he raised his soaked fingers and pressed them into her mouth.  She sucked on his fingers, letting her tongue slide between the digits.  Jim's cock found the entrance to her slit and he bucked his hips to press himself completely inside her.  He fucked her against the wall.  Since he was slightly shorter than she, he pushed onto the toes of his shoes with every fierce pump, and pulled her down into his shaft by gripping her shoulders.  She moaned, her arms hanging uselessly at her sides due to his hold on her.  Jim pounded away at her cunt, crushing her against the wall.  Changing stance, he braced her against the wall with one forearm and used his free hand to squeeze her breasts through her uniform shirt.  Jim felt the first twinge of the prickling sensation in his groin that signaled that he was about to blow his wad.  He pulled out of her hole, feeling the walls of her vagina close around his slimey cock in a unbelievabley delicious way.  Pushing on her shoulders, Jim had her on her knees and mouth level with his cock.  She knew what he expected and sucked his tool inside her mouth as far as she could.  As she bobbed up and down on him, he bucked his hips into her oral cavity and prepared to cum.  Jim's knees went weak as he began dumping ropes of salty semen down her throat.  He shivered without volition and sagged slightly, steadying himself by bending over at the waist and using the wall for support.  She continued to suck his knob, her tongue stroking his shaft inside her mouth.  As gentle as she was, his sensitive head began to twitch with her caresses.  He wrapped a hand in her hair and pulled her off of his penis, which slid down her chin as she came off of it.  She looked up at him, smiling.  "Did you like it?"  she asked, a thin strand of saliva stretching from her mouth to his cock.

	Jim nodded, a smile forming on his lips now breaking into a wide grin.  "Oh yeah baby, I liked it.  You fuck like a champ."  Jim spent the night exploring Amy's sexual prowess and delighting in her eagerness to experiment and serve his pleasure.

	The next morning in between long sets of carnal activity, Jim began musing about how to put his use of Amy to best effect.  Bone weary, and cock aching, Jim rolled off of Amy after having pumped yet another load of hot spunk into her moist pink parts.  She noticed his far away look and while kissing his chest she cradled his raw and tired cock in one hand.  "Baby don't want anymore?"  She intoned, gently cupping and fondling his balls.

	Glancing at the clock, Jim read the time as well before eleven o'clock.  "Of course I want to fuck some more, but first I need your help."  The plan was simple.  Amy worked as a security guard in the mall, and there were plenty of stores in the mall.  As such, she had access to the keys, codes, and security procedures that would allow her inside any of the shops.  The most obvious big fish was the cinema attached to the mall.  Amy explained that the security didn't patrol it, but that the cinema did call on them from time to time so it wasn't too out of place for security to drop by every now and again.  Jim was salivating over the idea of a weekend bank deposit, figuring a dozen screens times three shows at night times eight dollars a ticket plus any food sales could add up quickly to a hefty sum.

	Jim told Amy to go home and prepare for her shift and he would drop in on her this evening.  In her absence, Jim studied and prepared the same group of spells he had previously.  After a bite to eat and some television, Jim went to meet his new woman.