0 comments/ 8516 views/ 1 favorites Under Her Spell By: Dice_Casden This story is written by both Dice Casden and Kristi as part of the D&K Universe. ****** At an ECW taping at the Hammerstine Ballroom located within the Manhattan Center in New York City, Tony Mamaluke is sitting with his tag team partner Little Guido Maritato after their dark match against SmackDown's Paul London and Brian Kendrick. Guido, dressed in his traditional green wrestling tights and red boots, holds his ribs, which took a pounding in a match against ECW's Vampire Kevin Thorn the week prior. "Man that... damn Paulie... first he has his goons beat me up... and then he throws me to face that... that freak... something ain't right here Tony..." Guido says as he gets up from the chair he's sitting on. "I know what ya mean boss, but what we gonna do huh? Paulie's got those riot guys..." Tony replies. Tony Mamaluke is dressed in long black tights and white wrestling boots. Guido thinks for a moment, "You know, we ain't gonna touch Paulie, I want a piece of that freak first..." Guido says as he starts walking to the stairs and starts heading down the basement of the building. Tony follows him. "Whoa, boss... you're gonna go after that guy?" Tony asks as the two Full Blooded Italians head down the stairs. "Yeah I'm sure... no one does that to Italian Shooter and gets away with it..." Guido replies as they arrive in the dark barely lit basement. The two Italians walk to the most lit area of basement of the building, and Guido calls out, "Hey... Freak... I know you're down here! Come on out and face me when I'm able to fight!" Guido screams out. Tony, who is looking around to see if there's anyone around, swallows hard, "Hey boss... no one's here... let's get out of here..." Tony says as he gets the feeling he and Guido aren't as alone as they appear to be. As Little Guido and Tony Mamaluke slowly turn to leave the eerie, dark basement of the Manhattan Center; however the two studdly Italian suddenly pause and gulp when a female voice echoes throughout the basement "What... does the future hold? What...does the future hold?" The mysterious voice pauses, before continuing on "What...does the future hold? Only I know your fate...Only I know your future." Guido looks at Tony, "Tony... I hope that was you throwing your voice..." Tony shakes his head, "That wasn't me boss..." Guido composes himself and looks around, "All right... quit the games... who's down here?!" Guido shouts. "Only I can see the future..." The eerie, mysterious female voice says before the basement of the Manhattan Center suddenly goes pitch black, within an instant. "What the fuck!" Guido shouts as he can no longer see anything. The Italian Shooter reaches out with his hands to feel what's around him, "Tony... you ok?" "Yeah I'm fine boss.... I hope the power just went out...." Tony says as he sounds a bit scared from what's going on. "Of course the power just went out... what else could've happened?!" Guido replies, snapping at his tag team partner. "I see a future...of darkness..." The eerie, mysterious female voice says "I see a future of despair..." The mysterious female voice says as the voice appears to be getting closer to the two Full Blooded Italians. "And I see future of chaos..." The voice says before a wicked laugh. "Do you...want to see your future?" The mysterious female voice asks before the lights of the basement at the Manhattan Center slowly flicker on. Both Little Guido Maritato and Tony Mamaluke are unaware that the mysterious tarot card reader and close associate of the Vampire Kevin Thorn, Ariel, is standing behind them as she's dressed in a black strapped halter top and a short lime green skirt as she holds two of her tarot cards. Tony and Guido both blink their eyes a few times to get used to the lights being back on. "Man... this is creeping me out..." Tony says as he and Guido turn to look behind them to see if anyone is there. Both Italians jump when they see Ariel standing there. "Where.... where did you come from?!" Guido shouts. Ariel lowers her eyes and smirks before she presses her lips together. The mysterious tarot card reader of ECW, slowly lifts her eyes slyly and licks her soft, pouty lips "Do you want...to see...your future?" Ariel says in an eerie, soft voice. Tony and Guido both exchange looks as they try to compose themselves. Tony swallows a bit and folds his arms, trying to appear as if he isn't a little shaken, "Uh... sure... what's our... future..." Tony Mamaluke asks. Ariel grits her teeth a together as she slowly narrows her eyes into a glare as she locks her cold, wicked eyes with Little Guido and Mamaluke. The mysterious Ariel smirks before she glances down at both cards that she holds her hands "I see a future of...suffering and pain..." Ariel presses her lips together as she looks back up at the two Italians "Mmmm...and I see a future of fiery...wicked...passion..." Ariel says in a soft haunting voice, before licking her lips. Guido raises an eyebrow and he puts his hands on his hips, "What are you talking about... suffering and pain... and fiery wicked passion? What are you crazy?" Guido asks. Ariel locks her cold, dark eyes with Little Guido as she raises her eyebrow and smirks "No...I'm not crazy, just wicked..." Ariel says with slight laugh before she begins to approach Mamaluke and Little Guido. "I know why you're both here..." Ariel says as she grits her teeth. "Yeah... we're looking for that Freak that got an easy win on me... where's that coward at?!" Little Guido asks as his fiery Italian temper starts to get riled up. Tony Mamaluke takes a step back, "Yo boss... I think we ought to get outta here... she's that freak's friend...." Ariel licks her lips as she casually checks out Little Guido and Tony Mamaluke "If you leave...I see a future of terror.." Ariel says with a sly smirk "I think it's best you stay..." Ariel says as she takes another step towards the two studdly Italians. "A future of terror if we leave?" Guido raises an eyebrow again, "Lady... can you speak straight... what the fuck are you talking about?" Guido asks as he's noticeably angry and close to losing his temper. Ariel smirks wickedly "Do what I say...and my master won't be any trouble for you two..." Ariel pauses "You leave...and the terror begins..." Tony looks at Little Guido, "Hey boss... let's just... forget about taking out that Freak for now... at least until Trinity gets back..." Guido folds his arms, "Yeah... three of us beating up that freak is better than just two..." Guido says agreeing with Tony Mamaluke as he looks back at Ariel, "All right... so what do you want?" Ariel presses her lips together as she locks her narrowed eyes on Little Guido and Mamaluke "What do I want? What do you think I want?" Ariel asks in a haunting voice as she doesn't give either Italian a clear answer. Tony shrugs his shoulders, "I dunno... a pizza pie..." Tony replies, giving an obvious wrong answer to Ariel's question. Guido unfolds his arms, "Hey lady... don't look at me like that unless you plan on seeing why my wife is a very happy woman every night..." Ariel grits her teeth together as she tilts her head back and smirks wickedly "That's...what I want..." Guido smirks a bit after hearing Ariel's reply, "All right then... now we're getting somewhere...." Tony smiles a little, "Boss you think she want to have some pure Italian sausage..." Guido grins, "She just said she did...." Guido says as he looks at Ariel and casually checks her out. Ariel places her hands on her rounded hips as she looks at Guido and Mamaluke "Do it now...before I change my mind and tell my master you wish to see him..." Ariel says as she narrows her eyes once again and grits her teeth. "Hold on..." Guido says as he licks his lips. The veteran of the of the FBI tag team lower his green wrestling short, revealing his impressive twelve inch cock. Tony also lowers his wrestling tights as well, freeing his ten inch dick. Both studdly Italians step out of their tights and smirk at Ariel. "All right... you see us... let's see you." Guido says. Ariel shakes her head and smirks "No...you're under my spell now..." Ariel replies with a wicked laugh before the mysterious, tarot card reading ECW Vixen, lowers herself down onto her knees on the floor of the Manhattan Center's basement and looks up at Mamaluke and Little Guido. Ariel licks her lips as she reaches down and takes hold of both of shafts with her sinister, but soft hands. Tony Mamaluke licks his lips as Ariel gets a sold firm grip on his and Guido's cocks. "Maybe being under your spell isn't a bad thing..." Tony says as he puts his hands on his hips. Little Guido Maritato folds his arms and looks down at Ariel to keep his eyes on her. Ariel smirks mischievously before the mysterious Vixen begins to gently and slowly move both of her wickedly soft hands up and down the shafts of Tony Mamaluke and Little Guido, stroking both cocks at the same rate. "Mmmm.... she's got some talent..." Little Guido moans as his cock becomes hard and rigid as Ariel pumps her hand along the length of his twelve-inch cock. "I ain't gonna argue with that..." Tony replies, while licking his lips. Tony bites down on his bottom lip when Ariel gives his the head shaft a squeeze. Ariel presses her lips together as she slowly lifts her cold, dark eyes up and shifts her eyes back and forth between Mamaluke and Little Guido. The mysterious Ariel smirks slyly before she leans her head down towards Little Guido's harden cock and opens her sinisterly warm mouth and accepts his cock. Ariel wraps her lips around Little Guido's shaft and the tarot card reader begins to bob her head on his cock. Little Guido Maritato groans as Ariel's warm moist mouth travels back and forth on the top half of his cock. "Mmmm..." Guido moans as he closes his eyes and tilts his head back slightly while he opens and closes his hands. Ariel closes her eye as she starts to lash her wicked tongue against Little Guido's shaft as she starts to bob her head quicker on his hard cock. While the mysterious Ariel bobs her head, sucking on Guido's cock, she wraps her right hand around Mamaluke's cock tighter as she strokes his cock with a bit more force while she lifts and lowers her sinisterly soft hand on his shaft quicker. "Ahhhh damn.... best hand job ever..." Tony groans as Ariel fiercely pumps his cock with the same swiftness and intensity that she's using to bob her head on Guido's fat twelve-inch prick. Little Guido opens his eyes and places his right hand on the mysterious Vixen's head and lightly thrusts his hips forward to push his cock against her wet mouth. Ariel slowly lifts her head up from Little Guido's hard cock as her warm saliva drips down the length of his shaft. Ariel slowly opens her eyes and smirks mischievously at Little Guido as she looks up at him. Ariel presses her lips together "Mmmm....I think I like the future I see..." Ariel says in a soft, seductive voice as she slowly turns on her knees towards Tony Mamaluke. Ariel licks her lips as she locks her cold, dark eyes on Tony's hard cock. She grits her teeth before leaning her head in towards his cock and opens her warm, sinister mouth and takes his cock deeply into her mouth. Tony moans as his ten-inch cock is completely swallowed by the sinister hot vixen, "Ohhhh mama mia..." Tony says as he looks up at the ceiling and bites his own tongue when Ariel closes her lips tightly on the his meaty cock. Little Guido moves around so he's behind Ariel and he smirks, "Yeah I can see the future too... and I know I'm going to enjoy it..." Guido says as he kneels down behind her and pulls her lower body upward so she's almost in the doggy style position. The Italian Shooter pushes Ariel's lime green skirt up over her hips and licks his lips when he sees that she's not wearing anything underneath to hide her evil wet pussy. Ariel closes her eyes as she presses her lips tighter around Tony Mamaluke's shaft and she begins to bob her head swiftly against his cock as she laps her tongue around his shaft, while spraying her warm saliva against his cock. Ariel cups his ballsack with her left hand and gently squeezes his ballsack as she takes more of his cock into her warm, sinister mouth. Tony licks his lips and continues to moan as Ariel works over his cock with her wicked mouth. "Shit... ohhh damn this is the best... blowjob... ever...." Tony says. Meanwhile, behind the mysterious Tarot Reader, Little Guido is lining his cock up with her pussy. The former ECW Tag Team Champion holds Ariel's skirt up with his right hand and slides his fat foot-long cock into her pussy. The Italian Shooter begins to instantly thrust his shaft in and out of the wicked Vixen's hot wet cunt, using sharp slow movements in order to make her feel his cock moving back and forth as Guido fucks her. Ariel begins to move against Mamaluke's cock before she starts to push herself back against Little Guido's cock. Ariel gently presses her teeth against Mamaluke's shaft and begins to rake her teeth against his shaft as she lifts and lowers her head on his cock. Little Guido Maritato grits his teeth as he drives his cock into Ariel's delightfully evil pussy, "Ahhh... ohhh yeah... she's a hot one..." Guido moans as he begins to build momentum, pumping his cock into Ariel's pussy like a piston. Tony puts both of his hands on Ariel's head and pulls on her hair as she slobbers all over his cock. Ariel's moans vibrate and bounce against Mamaluke's shaft as she starts to grind her mouth against his cock as she bobs her dark haired head swiftly on his cock, sucking him off at a fast rate. The mysterious tarot card reader starts to push herself back against Little Guido's cock more aggressively as he thrusts his cock deeply into her evil, warm pussy. Tony grunts as he Ariel snacks on his meaty cock, "Ohhh fuck... that's one... hot... blowjob..." Tony moans as he pulls his cock out of Ariel's mouth after letting her suck on his shaft for a few more moments. Little Guido, meanwhile, continues to slam his cock hard and deep into Ariel's pussy as she slams herself back against him. Guido gets a bit of a smirk on his face, "What... does the future... tell ya now?" He asks Ariel as he pulls out of Ariel's soaking wet pussy and pulls down lime green skirt from around her waist. Ariel grits her teeth as she stands straight up and licks her lips. Ariel slowly shifts her head and glances at Tony Mamaluke before narrowing her cold, dark eyes "The future suggests...that we take things extreme..." Ariel says with a wicked smirk before pointing at Tony "Lay down...I command you..." Ariel says as she grits her teeth. Tony nods his head and lays down on the cool floor of the basement of the Manhattan Center. He puts his hands behind and smirks, "All right... I'm laying down like you commanded..." Tony says with a grin as his stiff ten inch dick stands straight up with Ariel's saliva still dripping down it. Ariel licks her lips as she places her hands on top of her black halter top and begins to remove the halter top from her body until her large, round tits are exposed. Ariel smirks mischievously as the now completely nude mysterious ECW Vixen begins to approach Tony Mamaluke as he lays on the cold floor. Little Guido licks his lips as he takes a look at Ariel's large shapely tits, "Shit... you gotta be Italian with tits like that..." Guido says as Ariel walks past him on her way to Mamaluke. Ariel grits teeth "I am many things..." Ariel says with a sly smirk before she lowers herself on top of Tony's cock as he lays on the floor. Ariel closes her eyes as she keeps her teeth gritted and places her soft, sinister hands on his slightly muscular chest. The mysterious Ariel tilts her head back as she starts to rock her body on his hard cock. "Shit....mmmm....'" Tony moans as he puts his hands on Ariel's hips as the sexy Tarot Card Reader smoothly rocks back and forth on his cock. Little Guido casually walks over behind Ariel and kneels down once again. As the sinister vixen rocks backward on Tony's cock, her ass cheeks brush against the head of Little Guido's cock. Ariel's body shivers as she feels Little Guido's hard cock brush against her ass cheeks "Mmmm ohhhh...the future is good.." Ariel sneers as she grinds herself down against Mamaluke's cock as she bounces and rocks back on his cock. "You bet it is...." Little Guido says as he wraps his left arm around Ariel's waist and pushes his cock between Ariel ass cheeks and into her tight asshole. Guido grits his teeth as begins pumping his cock in and out of Ariel's asshole, matching the way she rocks on Tony's cock. "Ohhhh...that's it..." Ariel moans as she feels Little Guido's hard cock enter her tight asshole. Once his cock is in her ass completely, Guido puts his right hand on Ariel's right shoulder as he steadily fucks Ariel's ass with smooth sharp thrusts. Tony Mamaluke groans and licks his lips as Ariel comes down sharply on his cock after Guido rams is shaft all the way into her asshole. "Ohhhh that's it...mmmm...fuck me!" Ariel groans as she slams herself down harder on Tony Mamaluke's cock causing her body to thrust back against Little Guido's cock as well. Little Guido grits hits teeth as he drive his cock in and out of Ariel's ass, "Fuck... you got a hot ass...." Guido grunts as he rams his dick into her. Mamaluke begins to buck his hips upward, shooting his dick up into Ariel's pussy, "Ahhhh ohhh shit... mother fucker..." Tony moans loudly as Ariel rides him hard and fast. Ariel tilts her head back and grits her teeth tightly as she slams down roughly on Mamaluke's cock while Little Guido powerfully thrusts his meaty Italian cock out of her tight asshole "Ohhhhh ahhhh yesss!" Ariel sneers. "Ohhhhh.... damn.... ohhhh mmmmm baby..." Tony moans as he moves his hands from Ariel's hips up to her large round firm tits. Tony squeezes both of Ariel's tits with his hands, as Ariel grinds her pussy against his cock. Little Guido wraps his arms around Ariel's waist as he repeatedly drives his cock in and out of Ariel's asshole. The Italian Shooter rams his cock into her pussy so hard that at times he lifts her off of Mamaluke's throbbing ten-inch cock. Sweat drips down Ariel's stunning body as the mysterious Vixen begins to rise and fall on Tony's cock roughly and quickly, and soon she begins to cum. "Ahhhh.... ohhh shit..." Tony Mamaluke grunts when he feels Ariel's climaxing pussy tighten around his cock. The younger member of the FBI clenches his eyes shut as he starts to cum inside of the hot Tarot Card readers pussy, filling her with his warm load. Ariel grits her teeth tightly "Ohhhhh shit..." Ariel groans as the mysterious tarot card reader's body begins to tremble after cumming and feeling Tony's cum flood her pussy. Meanwhile, Little Guido is still fucking Ariel's tight asshole. The former WWE Cruiserweight Champion of the World keeps jerking Ariel back towards him so that her ass cheeks smack against his waist. "Uhhhh Uhhhhh Uhhhhhh ahhhhhhh...." Guido moans loudly as sweat rolls down his body. The Italian shooter gives Ariel one more strong thrust before he starts to cum deep inside of her asshole. Ariel licks her lips as she slides her hand through her dampened hair "Mmmm...the future...is great..." Little Guido pulls out of Ariel's ass and lets out a deep breath, "Ohhh shit... the present isn't so bad either..." Guido says with a smirk. Tony sits up slightly as Ariel remains mounted on his cock, "So... what... do you see in the future now...." Ariel grits her teeth before smirking wickedly "I see...a future of blood... and terror..." "Huh? A future of blood and terror.... what the hell is that supposed to mean?" Tony asks as he looks up at Ariel. Ariel presses her lips together as she slowly stands up "Soon...my master, Kevin Thorn, to get revenge on those who outcasted him..." Ariel grits her teeth as she narrows eyes "And soon...ECW will been take to a whole new kind of...extreme..." Under Her Spell -END- Under Her Spell Living in a small town of Boston, Massachusetts during the early 19th century, is a young Latina woman by the name of Rosalina. Her mother migrated from Brazil to Boston when she was just 4 years old. She is just one of many witches who must hide their secret identity from witch hunters who will hang her beautiful yet lifeless body for the townsfolk to gaze upon as a lesson if you practice such a dark yet seductive art of coventry. When Rosalina was 7 years old, the witch hunters unfortunately made a lesson of her mother. Rosalina hid in the downstairs basement of her house and had to listen to them take her mother away to be hanged and burned. She had to live in an orphanage until she turned 10 years old by another witch friend of her mother's. The old woman taught Rosalina everything she knows about making potions, drawing protection symbols to combat curses from other witches, and seducing men of the town to give her things without second thought. She was still young and wasn't developed yet until... -10 years later- Rosalina is now 20 years old and quite the curvy witch. She now stands at 5'9",balloon-sized caramel complexioned breasts, and small cylinder shaped waistline. Her eyes were the color of the early fall morning sunrise. She would walk through the food market every morning to go shopping for the elderly woman who has taken care of her since she was 10 years old. She would stroll very slowly, switching her sexy hips from side to side looking to see what fruits, meat, and bread she would take home for the old, ailing woman. The women of the town would scowl at her jealously. "There is something not right about that woman." the townswomen would whisper. "She is not like the rest of us. She gives me an eerie feeling." they would also whisper. Rosalina pays them no mind. She finds it funny they would take her money when she buys from their booth but have so much to say under their breath. She doesn't need her love potions to seduce their husbands and she knew as well as they knew which is why they were so threatened by her. She walked into the usual store to buy the usual fruits, meats, and bread. "Good day to you Ms. Rosalina." greeted the storekeeper. He was a middle-aged Caucasian man with a wife 3 years younger than him and a son a few years older than Rosalina. "Good day to you Mr. Tom. Your shop smells of wonderful goods as usual. How is your wife and son?" asked Rosalina. "Martha is in the back making dough for breads and cakes. John was back there helping but he might be taking out the garbage." replied Tom. Rosalina had a naughty thought in her head. She figured she would have a little "fun" with John. "Good day to you Mr. Tom. The night approaches and I must make haste home." Rosalina said. "Good day to you Ms. Rosalina. I will see you on morrow's morning." Replied Tom. Rosalina walked outside the store and peered around the backway of the store to see if John was still taking out the garbage. Luckily, he was not only taking out the garbage, he was also sweeping the leaves from the doorway. "Good day to you John." Rosalina seductively whispered. John quickly turned around to find Rosalina face to face with him. He was a 6'2" Caucasian strapping young man with sea blue eyes that widened at Rosalina's appearance so close to his face. "Rosalina! You surprised me. What brings you to me?" John asked. Rosalina inched closer to his lips as if to sneak in a kiss. She seductively loosened her corset and slowly ran her pointer finger along the curve of her full breasts. Her nipples began to harden underneath her cotton blouse that hung off her thin shoulders. She reached for John's face and gave him small and gentle kisses. She slowly reached below his bloomers and gently massaged his hardened shaft. Even thought John is a devout Christian, he found it hard (figuratively and literally) to say no to such an exotic beauty. He closed his blue eyes and allowed her hands to continue to arouse him. "Ahem." A long haired, blonde woman standing at 5'7" and a thin frame interrupted their semi-sexual romp. John and Rosalina quickly broke apart and faced the young woman in embarassment. "Am I interrupting anything? Is your store still available to customers?" she asked. "Yes madam. I can help you with what you need." John quickly replied. He ran inside the store and left the two women to confront each other. "Pardon my rudeness but I must return home." Rosalina said. "You were not being rude. I found it quite arousing to see two young people showing affection towards each other." The woman replied. "You were watching us?" Rosalina inquired. "For a little while. You are quite the sexual being. May I ask your name?" the young woman asked. "I don't mean to be rude but perhaps I can know who you are." Rosalina replied. "My name is Selena. Pleased to make your acquaintance." Selena answered. "My name is Rosalina. Pleased to make your acquaintance as well. I must hurry home now. It is becoming dark." Rosalina said. "Perhaps we can see each other again on morrow's morning?" asked Selena. "Yes we shall." Rosalina replied and hurried off to the old woman. When she arrived back, her elder caretaker was still laying in bed sick and aging. She was afraid the old woman didn't have long to live to take further care of her or show her any other spells. Rosalina began to prepare dinner until the old woman called her into the room to talk to her. "I have a book of spells and potions that I'm afraid you must continue on your own for as you can see I do not have long to last on this earth." The old woman said. Rosalina shed a tear within her left eye for she knew the woman was right. "I will not fail you." Rosalina promised. Early next morning, Rosalina awakened to find the old woman has not awakened as well. She went to old Mr. Tom's shop for him and John to assist her in burying the old woman's body. It seems they were the only ones who were not afraid to help her as well as not to judge the old woman as a strange possible witch. Little do they know, they were correct but Rosalina would never tell them her secret. Rosalina had a secret herself to keep. "I am sorry for your loss. You have my condolences." Said Selena. "Oh! I did not expect you to be here." Rosalina exclaimed. "Why shouldn't I be. It seems as if you need a friend right now." Replied Selena. Selena reached out and gave Rosalina a hug. She turned her head to Rosalina's ear and sang a little song to her. "There's no need to fear/For I am here/To take all the pain away/You are not alone/I'll come to your home/ I'll bring the sun back to your day" Selena sang to her. "What a beautiful song." Rosalina whispered and leaned in to kiss Selena when Selena gasped. Rosalina quickly turned around and they both gazed at an eerie figure of a man standing behind a tall tree. He walked away and disappeared. "Who was that strange man?" Selena inquired. "I do not know but I must return home." Rosalina said. "You should not be alone right now. That man gives me such a bad feeling." Selena said. "I suppose I can tolerate company. You can sing more songs to me and we can cook dinner." Rosalina said. "Oh yes, I love to sing. I also would love to sing to you." Replied Selena. They headed back towards now Rosalina's home with Selena walking beside her. Little do they know, the strange eerie man was still observing their every step. Rain clouds began to roll in and eventually thunder. Selena and Rosalina was preparing dinner for themselves and Selena was singing songs with her beautiful golden voice which at times would distract Rosalina from continuing to prepare dinner. Selena would have to remind Rosalina that the stove was still burning or water was boiling a little too long. "What is it about your voice that is so hypnotizing?" Rosalina asked. "You're not the only one with a secret." Selena replied. "Do you care to share with me over our dinner?" inquired Rosalina. She prepared their plates and sat them on the table for them to share their story. "Ever since I was a child, my voice has gotten me my way quite a bit. I did not know my mother and father but fortunately my voice has kept me alive for so long. Some has said I could be a creature called a siren. When I researched what a siren was, I eventually came to terms perhaps I could be such a creature. Their voice hypnotizes anyone to do anything they sing about as well as I." Selena explained. "My story is almost the same as yours except my mother was discovered to be a witch. She was burned and hanged as I hid underneath my house. The old woman that used to live here took care of me and taught me things." Rosalina explained. "Taught you things such as what?" Selena inquired. As soon as she asked the question, there was a strange feeling coming over Selena. She began to feel very aroused and felt the need to pounce on Rosalina and make passionate love to her. "I feel strange." Selena said. Rosalina sat closer to Selena so their lips touched. She ran her fingers through Selena's long blonde hair and along her face. Her pointer finger ran along the side of her neck, and down to the outlines of Selena's perky breasts. "Strange how?" Rosalina seductively whispered. Selena leaned in to kiss Rosalina. Their tongues playfully squirmed in each other's mouth and their fingers happily aroused their nipples. They slowly began to peel each other's clothes off walking towards Rosalina's room. A single candle was lit to set a romantic mood just for them. They each suckled each other's breast nipple and fingered each other's wet slit. Their moans and groans seductively filled the room with Rosalina on top of Selena kissing and licking each other's love button. *knock knock* A firm but subtle knock was on the front door. They both jumped up and gathered some of their clothes to see who could be knocking on their door during such a horrible storm. When Rosalina asked who could it be, no one answered. She peered out the window and no one was there. "Is someone at the door?" Selena asked. "No. I see no one." Rosalina replied. Just as she walked away from the door, the knocking returned. "Maybe I should answer." Selena said. She opened the door and still no one was there. She turned back to Rosalina to see her scared expression on her face. Selena turned back around to see a figure of a man standing before her. They both screamed. The man took his hat off and revealed his identity. "John!" Selena and Rosalina exclaimed. "May I come in?" he asked. They invited him in and took his wet clothes off and gave him tea and food. "Why are you out during this time of night?" Rosalina asked. "It is also raining harshly. You were very wet. You could have been sick." Selena replied. "I cannot help it. Seeing the both of you together was very intriguing. Rosalina, you have touched my heart with your sexual energy. Selena, your beauty and your voice draws me in as well." John said. "Well it wasn't intentional." Selena said. "We cannot help it." Rosalina included. "There is something else I cannot help as well." John said. "Whatever could it be John?" Selena inquired. John smiled revealing long fangs along each side of his mouth. Under Her Spell Under Her Spell "Yes." "Well . . .?" "Oh! I like your stockings. You have beautiful legs!" She shifted to a sing-song voice, "That wasn't so hard, now, was it? And just like I told you to – so very obedient. I think you like to hear me tell you what to do, isn't that right Gene? You like doing as you're told!" What could I say? It was true. "I . . . think so, yes. Oh! Um, yes, I do like you telling me what to do – it's very exciting. I have this strange desire to please you." "Oh, it's not strange at all, honey. It's the most natural thing in the world, to want to please a lady. Do you know what would really please me right now?" "What? Whatever it is, I'll do it. Just tell me. I want to!" "I like my admirers to be very obedient, and compliant with my wishes. I will grant you certain special privileges provided that all our interactions are on my terms. Do you understand?" "OK . . . yes, I understand. All on your terms," and when she raised an eyebrow, "All our interactions must be on your terms, and I have to do as you tell me." "That's right! You're getting it. And you should also know that I will have many demands. Do you think you could handle that?" "I'll try to. I mean, I want to. I think I'd like that." "There's more. I expect you to be totally honest with me, especially with what you are feeling. Looking at me stirs up some strong feelings inside you, doesn't it, Geney?" "Yes, it's a little overwhelming." "I can help you with that Gene. Help you understand and explore those feelings. Would you like that?" "Very much. I'd like that very much." She stood up, stepped forward to me and held out her hand. As I took her hand she pulled me forward, but put her other hand on my shoulder and gently pushed me down as I slid off the chair onto my knees. She pushed me back to sit on my heels and said, "Stay right there." She walked around me and moved my chair off to the side of the rug, then circled me completely until she stood right in front of me. Her belly was level with and a foot in front of my face. It surprised me how intensely exciting such a simple act could be. Thoughts of overt sexual acts flashed through my mind. I desperately wanted to be intimately sexual with her. She had slightly different plans. She placed two fingers under my chin and tipped it up so that I was looking up at her towering over me. Seeing her looking down at me like that made me feel very meek, even though she was smiling at me. "Look at me, Gene. I want to see the look on your face as we do this." I wasn't sure what 'this' was, but I did want to please her so I kept eye contact, even though it felt so intimate, but in an uncomfortably intimidating way. She pet my hair and brushed it away from my eyes, leaned down and softly said to me, "I want to hear you ask for the privilege of admiring me, and I want to hear sincere yearning in your voice. Can you do that for me, Gene?" I whispered a barely audible, "Yes," like it was confessing a dark secret that I was ashamed of. "Then do it, Gene. Say it now. All of it. And mean it." "I . . . um . . . Ms. Regina, you are so beautiful, and, um, I can't take my eyes off of you," I started out a little shakily, "and I want so much to admire everything about you. I know it is a privilege, and ask that you please give me a chance to earn it." I was starting to get some momentum. "Please allow me to admire you. God, I want so badly to kiss your legs!" I blurted out. "That was pretty good, Gene. I bet it felt good to let that all out. But you must understand that whatever I decide to do with you will be entirely on my terms. Do you think you'd be able to accept that?" "Um, I understand -- all on your terms. Yes, I can accept that. It's worth it – I mean, you are worth it." "Of course I am, dear boy. And if you're a good boy, the rewards can be great. Lovely things come to obedient boys and girls. You promise to always comply with my wishes and obey my directions, hnnnh?" "Yes . . . oh! I mean, yes, I promise to always do what you tell me to. I don't know why, but I . . . I feel . . . like I really want to." She grasped my head and hugged my face snug to the soft swell of her belly, and said very softly "Do you trust me, Geney?" I was feeling overwhelmed, surprised with the intensity of my emotions. It was all I could do to burble out, "Unh hunh, I want to." "That's a good boy. You need to trust me, because I understand these feelings you are having. And I can help you realize them -- beyond your wildest dreams." She began to pet my hair and subtly rock back and forth, causing the cheek I had pressed to her belly to slide back and forth a bit. I could feel the slick slipping of nylon on nylon, and I guessed it was her slip sliding across the front of her panties. "You like that, baby?" I was in a state of complete surrender, totally mushy. She was holding me tighter to her belly, "You want to be Regina's special pupil? Hnnnh?" A subtle verbena perfume had enveloped me and intermingled with it I could smell the scent of her excitement. It made me hard as a rock. "Glggglggggllrg" I couldn't speak anymore. And then, in a baby-talk voice, "Oh! It looks like Geney-weenie is all excited to be so close to Ms. Regina. It's too bad our time together this evening is almost up. Geney-weenie's going to have to go soon." "Hunh? was all I could muster. "Would Geney-weenie like a memento to remember our special evening together? A reminder of your agreement to our special arrangement?" With that she reached up under her skirt, pulled her panties down, and tucked them in my pocket. "A little something for you to study at home. I expect you to become very familiar with them – and next time there just might be a test." I just stared dumbly at my pocket. "That's it for tonight -- it's time for you to go." She abruptly pulled me to my feet, took me to gather my books, led me to the door, and saw me out with a "Until next time, good night, Gene." Under Her Spell "Yes, I smelled them." "My goodness, what a naughty thing to do! And after I'd worn them all day! Did you like how they smelled? " "Un huhn." "You liked sniffing my panties - my fragrant soiled panties?" "Yes" "Say it. I want to hear you say it," "I . . . I liked sniffing your fragrant soiled panties." Saying it brought surprising relief. "There, that wasn't so hard, now was it?" Now tell me everything. Everything you did and everything you felt. Regina wants to hear you tell all." Once the initial taboo was aired, it all started to come out, like a siphon had been started. The more I said the more embarrassed I felt but also the more relieved to let it out. It gained its own momentum to where I couldn't stop and didn't want to. "Yes, I liked sniffing your panties, especially the soiled crotch. I love how they smelled. I put them over my head and jerked off while smelling them. I've done that at least twice a day all week since you gave them to me. I didn't want to at first but after a few days I . . . I . . . started licking them." "Oh my! My panties compelled you to do that? Ha, ha! Oh, sweetie, were my panties controlling your behavior? I knew you would be easy to panty-whip but I didn't expect you to surrender so easily to them on your own without any encouragement! What a natural panty boy you are! Now tell me where. Where exactly did you lick, babydoll?" "Um, . . . I licked the inside of the gusset. I lapped it up, all your sticky pussy cream. And later I sucked them clean." "Naughty, boy! How'd it make you feel? Did Geney-weenie like sniffing and licking Aunty Regina's dirty stinky panties?" "I loved it! It felt so good, like I was safe at home. I've never been that excited before! I couldn't control myself and didn't want to. I just had to jerk off. " By this time I was drunk with lust. She was blatantly exposing her red panties to me and I wanted so badly to lick them while she wore them. She seemed to know this already. Her eyes glowed like coals. She spread her legs a little wider. "That's very good, Geney, very good! I really like hearing you tell me how my panties affected you; how you lost control to them. You're looking at my panties right now, aren't you Geney? "Unh hunh", I had fallen into a trance looking at her red panties through her slowly oscillating legs. "Crawl over to me, Geney, so you can get a better look." My dick was so hard it was awkward to crawl, but I did so until I was a foot away from her pantied mound. I could see the outline of her labia through the thin material and the aroma of her arousal was making my head spin. "Look, Geney, look at my panties. They control you, don't they? You'd do anything to worship them, wouldn't you?" "Unh hunh." was all I could muster. "Would you like to be Regina's panty boy? You wanna to be my widdle panty-sniffing, crotch-licking, jerk-off?" Her words got to me. "Ohhhhh, unh hunh, please, may I?" "Mmmmm, very well. Today's your lucky day" as she slid off the desk. She deftly unbuckled her belt, unzipped her skirt, and stepped out of it. She then pulled her red panties half way down, so they were taught between her mid-thighs. Her swollen labia protruded from just beneath her black garter belt. "Come and get it, panty boy. Come smell Regina's panties. Only sniff." I put my face right down close to the panty crotch. I could feel her labia brushing the hair on the top of my head. I deeply inhaled of her scent. Laced through her thick womanly bouquet were very faint overtones of urine and ass musk. The lushness of her scents with their accompanying pheromones hit me like a jolt of narcotics and my balls immediately tightened, "Oh, God! Ohhhhhhhhhhh." was all I could say. I was completely intoxicated. "Uh, uh, that's enough for now!" she said as she pushed me away. She pulled her panties back up and proceeded to remove her shoes and unclip and remove her stockings. She pulled the desk chair over, pulled her panties half way down and sat in the chair. She grasped the panty crotch with her fingers and turned it inside out. "Come closer, Geney. Do you see those slimy white streaks on my dirty panties? That's Regina's pussy cream. Is that what you like to lick up?" "Oh, God ... oh, God . . . yes! Yes! Ohhhhhh!" "Show me how you like to lick Regina's dirty panties. I want to see you lick up my creamy pussy juices. Do it!" The humiliation I felt when telling her that I'd licked her panties had been tempered with the relief of confession. Being told to lick her vaginal secretions off of the crotch of her panties while she watched was more intensely humiliating than I ever would have imagined. And yet I strongly felt compelled to do it. I had agreed to do as she told me – to obey her. And regardless of that I desperately wanted to. I started to lick the pungent salty goo off the cotton gusset while she held them out for me. As I licked I could feel her fingers on the other side of the crotch, pushing them against my tongue. After a little while she said, "Wait" and stopped to slide them off her legs. She made me stick out my tongue as far as I could and hold it out and she used her fingers to vigorously rub and wipe the slimy inside of the crotch on my tongue, "That's it, lick it all up, panty boy. Every little bit! Mmmm, yummy!" I almost gagged but my dick was the hardest it had ever been and I didn't want her to stop. "Okay, Geney, that's enough. You clearly like that, even though it's second hand. I think it's time for you to get some of that yumminess fresh, right from the source. Would Geney like that, hnnnh?" "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh," All I could do was let out a low moan of assent. She scooted forward on the chair and firmly pulled my face to her crotch. "Lick my pussy. Get your tongue in there really deep, as far as you can. Ahhhhhhhh, that's it. That's what you've been wanting all along isn't it? Suck up all my juices. Show me what a good cunt lapper you're going to be for Aunty Regina!" She had me eat her out for a long time. She kept a tight hold of my head, pushing it around and directing me how she wanted to be licked, tongued and sucked. She told me over and over that I was her cunt lapper now, how she was going to have to train me to do it just the way she liked, and that many hours of practice would be required. I was in heaven and lost all track of time. The first time she came, a little fluid squirted out and coated my face. She just kept going, using it as lubricant for humping my face. As her second orgasm approached she warned me and said "I'm going to come again, Geney. I'm going to squirt my cum in your mouth. Catch all of it this time, don't miss a drop! Here it comes! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh!" and she let loose with a series of short squirts. I caught it all and swallowed it. After she had come down a bit from her orgasms, she produced a towel from somewhere and wiped my face off in an almost methodically maternal way. "That was good, Geney, very good. Did you enjoy that too?" I was on another planet. Her toying with me, dominating me, and using me for her sexual satisfaction was the most exciting, gratifying experience that I had ever had. I felt like I could and would do anything for this woman. My dick was so hard that it hurt. I was whimpering a little whenever I changed position. She saw my suffering and reached out and grabbed my dick through my pants. I almost went through the roof. "Oh, it looks like someone here did enjoy that. Good lord, it's hard! Let's take a look at your little weenie. Stand up and take your pants off, Geney." I stood up in a daze and she started unbuckling my belt for me. As she began to pull my trousers down I came to my senses, realized what was happening and, in a panic, held onto my pants to keep them up. "What are you doing, Geney? Let go, I want to see your little dickie," and she yanked the pants out of my hand and down to the floor. "What's this then? Oh my God! Those are my panties! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! You're wearing the panties I gave you last week! No wonder you didn't want your pants down." With my pants around my ankles I stood before her utterly mortified. I had washed and dried her panties intending to return them to her. I had forgotten that I had impulsively put them on that morning in a desperate attempt to feel closer to her. At the time it had seemed reasonable but now it just seemed pathetic. "Oh, Geney! you are a panty boy, aren't you? Ha, ha! You know, I've been calling you Geney as in G-E-N-E-Y, but now I think Jeanie as in J-E-A-N-I-E might suit you better. Yes, I think from now on when you hear me say "Jeanie" you should know that I mean J-E-A-N-I-E. Others might not notice the difference but you will know. Oh, we are going to have so much fun with this, Jeanie with a J." I was dying of humiliation. What had I been thinking? I noticed that my dick had noticeably softened. "So, Jeanie-jay, I knew you liked me wearing very feminine clothing but now I see you like wearing pretty things too. Apparently, you like wearing my pretty panties, hnnnh? Do they make you feel special? Like a pretty girl?" She had pulled the front band of the panties out so that she could inspect my dick. "Oooh, what happened to Jeanie-jay's little dickie-poo? It was so hard before." With that she began aggressively kneading my penis. "I want to see Jeanie-jay getting really hard in her pretty panties!" I was moaning and whimpering. I hated the direction this was leading but the combination of the physical stimulation and the humiliation was getting me really hard again. "Does Jeanie-jay like dressing up in girly things? Hnnnh? Maybe Jeanie-jay is curious to see what it would be like to be a girl, hnnnh?" She was grasping my dick through the panties and jacking me off. I wasn't going to last very long. "Would Jeanie-jay like to be Auntie Regina's niece and dress up in pretty panties and party dresses?" With that last remark I shot my load, hard. "Oh, my! I think we just learned that Jeanie-jay gets excited thinking about being girly! Ha, ha!" I was mortified – that I had come when she said such things and that she was pointing that out. I just wanted to hide. Thankfully she seemed to let it go by. She patted my waning erection and said, "I think that's enough for tonight, Jeanie. Pull up your pants." She had me gather my things and within two minutes I was once more out on the doorstep.