I.

Cassandra witnessed the ceremony without emotion. This despite how beautiful Sarah looked kneeling down naked before their Master. Sarah didn’t possess an innocent bone in her body, but her face appeared innocent, and added to her beauty. Cassandra was also naked and kneeled off to the other side of Damien.

Strangely, Cassandra didn't feel excited from the scene... almost as if she were disinterested. She reflected back to the sex she had with Theresa earlier in the day and realized that she would much rather be kneeling in front of Theresa than observing this ceremony. Of course, she didn't have a choice and was powerless to disobey her Master.

Cassandra winced a little when she watched Damien slash the shaft of his erect member with his ceremonial knife. Sarah quickly placed her mouth over Damien’s cut and drank from him. Cassandra could see Sarah's throat sucking down Damien's blood... and for the first time all night she actually felt her body respond. A pleasurable heat spread to her groin and the rest of her body... as she was reminded of her own turning a year ago.

As the ceremony came to a climactic end, Cassandra suddenly giggled at a thought. It hadn’t been too long ago when this pretty ex-actress played a vampire slayer on television… and now she was a real vampire. How poetic.

II.

All throughout the ceremony, Damien could tell that Cassandra's thoughts were elsewhere, noting her struggle, but he didn't want to take anything away from Sarah's turning, so he waited until Sarah passed out before he turned his focus to his favorite wife.

A mere glance captured Cassandra's mind and within seconds he ran through her ordeal with the sexy witch named Theresa. He smirked at Cassandra’s decision to have the witch enslave herself using one of her own spells, but then frowned on the fact that Cassandra had somehow managed to fall under the witch’s power as well. Damien concluded that the witch must have done something to Cassandra during the time she was gone, or when she was in the bathroom.

Damien felt the witch wouldn’t propose a major threat and normally he would ignore the situation and allow a vampire slave room to work themselves out of the situation all by them self but Cassandra was special. He didn't like the idea that his favorite wife was under someone else's power... nor did he like that he couldn't break the spell. Then again, he could add his own solution and he decided Sarah would play a part.

Damien reflected on Cassandra and Sarah's former relationship. On equal terms, Sarah was able to exert total control over Cassandra. As initiates, Cassandra's natural passive personality enabled Sarah to take control of her and it didn't end until Cassandra's turning. Now, they were on equal grounds again and although Cassandra did have a one-year head start on Sarah, he was confident Sarah would quickly regain her dominant control over Cassandra.

Damien smiled thinking… why take chances? He would give Sarah something extra.

Damien willed Cassandra to get up and go kneel down in front of Sarah. Sarah was in a deep sleep and wouldn't know about her gift until later. Damien then took Cassandra's hands and placed them on Sarah's breasts... then dove deep into Cassandra's mind.

"You desire to touch Sarah."

Damien then willed Cassandra to move her mouth down to Sarah's wet slit and again dove deep into her mind.

"You crave to taste Sarah.”

Damien then finished by willing Cassandra to kiss Sarah’s lips.

"You need Sarah's kiss."

The lust Cassandra felt for Sarah would be absolute and prove just as powerful as the witch's spell. Sarah's mere presence would now elicit a hunger in Cassandra that would render her helplessly in lust with her.

Damien looked at Sarah with a smile. The ex-actress was a beauty in her own right. Sarah mentioned that she wanted to go back to her acting career once she was turned and he smiled, thinking first things first.

III.

Cassandra's eyes flickered open.

Huh? Damien stood before her with Sarah draped in his arms. The ceremony had ended... when? She must have passed out soon after Sarah. What had happened? Damien placed the unconscious ex-actress into her arms and commanded her to take her back to her room.

"Yes, Master," she responded and proceeded to walk out the door.

As Cassandra walked, she found herself gazing down at Sarah. Naked and looking completely vulnerable with her eyes closed she couldn’t help but respond. Sarah was so beautiful and the memory of their time together was making her wet.

Cassandra carried Sarah across the mansion to Sarah’s chamber and the memory of her last time in this room made her blush. She attempted to ignore these feelings and refocus on Theresa, but she was finding it increasingly difficult. Damien commanded her to stay with Sarah until he returned and she was worried that she wouldn’t be able to control herself. All during the ceremony she hadn’t felt a thing toward Sarah, but now she couldn’t stop looking at her... why?

Cassandra climbed on the bed with Sarah to lie down next to her. Sarah looked so innocent... just like Sleeping beauty.

Unable to resist, Cassandra caressed Sarah's breasts, feeling a spike in her need. Sarah’s breasts were bigger now, just like hers had grown due to her turning. Sarah’s breasts were small and perky before, but now they were full and well-rounded. They had practically doubled in size. Cassandra brought her mouth down on one of Sarah’s nipples and began sucking. Sarah moaned in response. Then she repositioned herself in her favorite 69 position and teased Sarah's subconscious. Sarah responded.

Then Cassandra tongued Sarah’s wet folds with a growing uncontrollable need to drink from her. Her aroma of Sarah’s sex affected her like an aphrodisiac.

IV.

Damien Nightshade headed to a large city thinking it would be the perfect place for what he had in mind. He flew at speeds ranging between one hundred and fifty to two hundred miles an hour... all the while reflecting on Cassandra.

Poor Cassandra…

As much as he enjoyed Sarah, Cassandra would always be his favorite and there was no way he was going to allow a witch to steal her. Cassandra was eternally his, and although Cassandra was still subject to the supernatural laws, she would first answer to him.

As Damien neared the city, he wondered how long it would take Cassandra and Sarah to gain their shape-shifting powers. It had taken him five hundred years. Right now he was in the form of an eagle and flying at supernatural speed. Whoever came up with that bat idea must have been on drugs.

Quickly, he swooped down and landed in the back alley of a nightclub. This city was up all night and he would blend in perfectly.

Damien entered the bar in his usual flair. Now that Sarah had quenched his hunger for blood, he could pursue his other passion... sex. There were plenty of pretty females to choose from but one particular table captured his attention. The eroticism emanating from two girls at the corner table was exactly what he wanted. Both girls looked about mid twenties and dressed expensively. The thought of what Cassandra and Sarah were probably indulging in at the moment put him in the mood for a m�nage a trios.

Damien walked over to a barstool and sat down. Then he swiveled around to look at the girls again. He decided to play with the blonde first and willed the girl to look up at him. Then he bore into the girl and a second later she was leaving her table and walking over to him.

The blonde smiled bashfully as she introduced herself.

V.

Jessica Starr couldn't believe her eyes. One second she was telling Cindy about a guy she met and when all of a sudden, Cindy stood up and walked straight to the bar! Then she saw him and wondered if Cindy knew the man. The man was dressed in black and something about him sent chills through her, yet there was no denying how incredibly sexy he looked.

Suddenly, she felt jealous. She was the one that was single - not Cindy! So, why was Cindy even talking to him? Did she know the man from her college days? Maybe he was one of her old professors? Then she saw the man lean over and kiss Cindy full on the lips.

"What the?!" she cried out in shock... and was further shocked when it was obvious that Cindy was kissing the guy back! Cindy couldn't be doing this – she was a newlywed! Why would she even take a chance like this?

Then the man glanced over at her and smiled. Without consciously realizing it, she was smiling back at him. She watched as the man put his arm around Cindy and escorted her back to their table. Jessica blushed when she him palm Cindy's ass.

"Hi Jessica... my name is Damien Nightshade and Cindy has told me a little about you."

The man extended his hand and Jessica automatically shook it... and upon contact, she gasped at her sudden and intense arousal towards the man.

"Are you alright?" the man asked with a smirk.

“Yes,” Jessica whispered, looking at the man with a mix of confusion and need. Never had she felt more strongly about someone in all her life before!

Jessica then turned her attention to Cindy and noticed how her friend must have been feeling the same towards the man. If Jessica didn't know better, she would have sworn that they were both drugged.

"What's going on here?" she finally asked... realizing that their sexual desire for this man wasn’t natural.

"Notice something unusual... very perceptive of you… sexy and smart."

Jessica sat there blushing, realizing that was exactly how she described herself when someone asked her.

"As for Cindy, she's in a mild trance at the moment and her only desire right now is that I fuck her. I gave her an orgasm that put her in this state when I kissed her up at the bar. Amazing, isn't it? I mean… the ability to make a girl cum from simply kissing her."

Jessica looked at Cindy and saw her blush. She might have been in a trance and unable to do much, but apparently she was still there inside herself. Who was this man? How did he come to possess this incredible power? Maybe he was a stage hypnotist out on the prowl? What was it about this him that was making her horny? How was it possible for this man to affect them like this?

"Wh...what are you going to do to her...to us?"

"Well, first we're going to sit here for a few minutes and get further acquainted. Then we'll leave and go to Cindy's place... the three of us."

"But we can't… she's married."

"Come now, Jessica, Cindy's husband is away on a business trip and won't be back until tomorrow night. In fact, you were planning on spending the night with her just to keep her company. How nice that you two spend time like this. Hmmm, I see where you two are nothing more than best friends… we'll simply have to adjust that won't we?"

"I don’t understand," Jessica whispered... not wanting to acknowledge the implications.

"Jessica... Jessica... Jessica… Do you seriously think... never mind. I'll show you just how helpless you really are. When I snap my fingers, you’re going to kiss your blonde friend on the mouth like you really mean it. As you do, Cindy’s going to kiss you back with equal passion… and then when I snap my fingers you’ll both explode to a wonderful orgasm."

Jessica was stunned, wondering who in the hell this man thought he was and then Damien snapped his finger.

Jessica leaned over the table and kissed Cindy on the mouth. Cindy kissed her back passionately. They were so tuned into making out that she didn’t even realize that her hands were cupping Cindy’s breasts, which were plump and nicely rounded. Then she heard another snap which caused her to cry out with an intense orgasm. Jessica basked in the pleasurable wave of love that washed over her... and now her hands were on her own breasts... kneading and caressing them... until she opened her eyes.

"Oh God... how?!" she asked out loud in shock.

Jessica quickly took her hands off her breasts and without touching herself she knew she was soaked. She looked over at Cindy and saw that her friend was pretty much in the same state. Then she glanced around and felt incredibly embarrassed to see they had drawn an audience.

"How are you doing this?" she asked Damien.

"Not important... but what is important is that we get going... just the three of us... how does that sound?"

"I don't understand this...but...but...I think I'm going to like it...yes."

"Tell me, Jessica... as pretty as you two are, why haven't you two at least experimented with each other?"

"I never felt the desire too." Jessica blushed. "and if Cindy has, she never indicated it."

"Well, starting tonight… you two will find yourselves caught up in a passion for one another that you won't be able to resist. I'm going to let you keep these feelings forever."

VI.

Damien felt really good with his selections tonight. Cindy was a true submissive; while Jessica was a natural tigress... and he loved watching the two of them make love before joining in.

First, he had Cindy kneel down before him while Jessica watched. Cindy used her mouth and didn't stop until she swallowed all of him... every last drop. Then he willed her to sleep and turned to Jessica. Quickly, he positioned himself between her legs and rammed his supernaturally ready cock into her. Jessica screamed out in ecstasy.

Damien didn't want to break up Cindy's marriage so he compelled her to be totally subjugated and submissive towards Jessica... then he compelled Jessica to be maintain a strict discreet relationship with her. Then he turned their sexual orientation to make them bisexual in order for them to enjoy other female lovers as well.

When Damien returned to his mansion, he was met by one of his female slaves. Given his mood, he gave her a kiss and let her bask in a thirty-second orgasm. Carla was simply in the right place at the right time. Damien then proceeded to Sarah's room where he found both girls sleeping. Cassandra's head rested on Sarah's open thigh and with a mental push he awoke them.

"Master!" Sarah exclaimed.

Cassandra woke up confused.

Damien didn't relish the idea of taking a back seat to her Cassandra's obsession for Theresa... or with Sarah’s for that matter... but it would only be temporary. Once he knew what he was up against, then he'd personally intervene and maybe add himself a third wife.

"Cassandra, you can go home now. It's always a pleasure to see you."

"Yes, Master," Cassandra responded and then glanced back at Sarah.

Damien could tell that Cassandra was still feeling something for Sarah which obviously confused her.

"Go make yourself fresh and pretty for me... then meet me in my Study. We have a lot to discuss."

"Yes, Master," Sarah happily responded and sprung off the bed to do as commanded.

VII.

The closer Cassandra neared her home... the greater she felt her need... but things were really confusing her. She had felt a heightened need for Sarah but now that she was closer to Theresa, she felt her cravings she to her. She understood why she felt the way she did for Theresa, but why was she feeling such an obsessive desire for Sarah again? Hadn't she learned her lesson the first time around? She blushed as she reflected on her desire to taste, touch and kiss her. She came hard from making love to her unconscious form and she feared that if Sarah had been awake she would have been able to turn her into her sex toy again.

Cassandra couldn’t understand it. She had vowed never to allow Sarah back into her life again and she felt a burning desire to be her slave again. Was it because Sarah was a vampire now? Was it because Sarah was a stronger vampire? She thought because she had a year on her that she would have been stronger.

The closer she got home, the better she felt. It seemed like her desires were shifting from Sarah to Theresa.

When Cassandra returned back to her condo she told Jill that she didn't want to be disturbed. When she entered her bedroom, Theresa sat in front of the vanity brushing her hair. Theresa was naked and drop dead gorgeous.

"Cassandra, I missed you..." Theresa cried as she dropped her hairbrush.

“On the bed,” Cassandra commanded.

Moments later Cassandra was between Theresa’s legs and licking the witch’s pussy. The hunger to taste Theresa had overwhelmed her and she lapped at Theresa’s wet slit non stop for an hour.

"You've placed a spell on me, haven't you?" Cassandra asked her after several orgasms later.

"I’m sorry, Cassandra... does this upset you?" Theresa responded fearfully.

Cassandra was about to answer, but felt the desire to go down on Theresa again… and they 69’d for another couple of hours.

Cassandra and Theresa made love throughout the entire day until they were both very satisfied. But the rest was short lived. Cassandra couldn't get enough of Theresa and they made love over and over and over again, as they were both caught up in a supernatural passion.

VIII.

Theresa lay on Cassandra’s bed in exhaustion. She had a perpetually smile on her face that wasn’t going away. Her separation from Cassandra had been painfully unbearable and she had worried that the spell hadn't taken root. But now that her lover was spooned up against her, she purred like a happy pussy cat.

Although, she did wonder what took Cassandra so long. Did she try fighting the spell? The second she saw Cassandra step inside the bedroom, she knew her worries were over. The spell had worked. The heavy breathing coming from Cassandra… the pitching of her big beautiful breasts… and the lust filled desire in her eyes were all indicators.

Theresa still felt her love and desire for Cassandra as strong as before, but knowing that Cassandra was feeling the same made it easier. Cassandra was certainly just as passionate as she was now, as they love like animals. Theresa also found that they took turns being passive. In fact, Cassandra actually seemed more comfortable in her passiveness.

As the week progressed, their love for one another solidified. Their new relationship had them shower together, eat together, and Cassandra even allowed her to be present when she fed off her thralls when they were having periods. Theresa basked in the pleasure of their love and totally forgot about everything else. She knew that even if she could break the spell, she probably wouldn’t. She knew that this was a product of the spell but what was done was done. Her love for Cassandra overruled everything and she loved Cassandra with every fiber of her being.

IX.

Sarah's eyes lit up with excitement.

"You placed a spell on Cassandra to crave me sexually?"

"That's right, Sarah. Cassandra will find it quite impossible to resist you, but understand this; I've done this only to aid you in your mission. Whether or not I keep this spell in place will depend on your success."

"Yes, Master," Sarah replied, smiling. Then Sarah looked deep into Damien's eyes. "Master, may we... ah... before I leave, may we have sex again?"

"Of course we can," Damien replied with a smile.

Sarah's body cried out with need as Damien approached her... and then in one fluid motion, he picked her up and dumped her on the bed. While he did this, one of his hands cupped her naked wet pussy and he must have used his mind to play with her throbbing clit. Sarah came loudly. Then Damien turned her over onto her stomach and spread her legs.

"Fuck me, Master, fuck me hard!"

Damien rammed into her eliciting a squeal from her. She groaned with every one of Damien's thrusts until she cried out with her biggest orgasm yet.

X.

For three straight days, Cassandra and Theresa appeared to be joined at the hip. Both beauties did not do anything or go anywhere without the other. Cassandra knew the spell forced this behavior in her but she was coming to the realization that she didn’t care. She just wanted to be with Theresa for the rest of her life… basking in the pleasure the spell provided her.

One evening while Cassandra and Theresa were inside a restaurant, Sarah walked in.

Cassandra gasped. Despite her intense love for Theresa, who sat directly across from her, she felt her entire body pitch forward for Sarah. Her body cried out for the vampiress and she could feel herself creaming inside her panties.

“This shouldn't be happening,” she mumbled to herself, but it was and there didn’t seem to be a thing she could do about it.

Sarah smiled at her... giving her the impression that she knew what she was doing to her and she desperately wanted to leave. Instead, Cassandra remained seated and couldn’t move.

"Hi, Cassandra… surprised to see me?" Sarah asked with a smile.

"What are you doing here?" Cassandra asked, wishing her voice didn’t sound so breathless.

"Now… that isn't a nice way to greet your lover... is it?"

Cassandra darted her eyes at Theresa and saw her awestruck expression suddenly turn to confusion… probably due to Sarah's reference that they were lovers. Cassandra hadn’t told Theresa about Sarah and never thought she would need to.

"Theresa, this is a friend of mine... and a former lover. I met her when I used to model," Cassandra stated.

"I know who you are! I mean… wow! I was a big fan of your show! I can't believe I'm meeting you!" Theresa responded like a star-struck teen.

Sarah looked over at Theresa and smiled. "Hi Theresa, you're a pretty one, aren't you?"

Cassandra could tell Sarah was sizing her up.

"I know you're probably too busy, otherwise I'd invite you to sit down with us."

"Nonsense, I'd love to sit down," Sarah responded, forcing Cassandra to move over for her.

Cassandra didn't want to cause a scene or be this close to Sarah, but she felt powerless to stop her. She feared the closeness would elicit an even greater desire for Sarah and her fears were becoming a reality.

Cassandra looked over at Theresa and attempted to warn her, but the young witch kept on gazing at Sarah like she was in awe of her. She was about to say something when she felt Sarah's hand slide down between her legs.

Cassandra gasped and then squirmed as Sarah’s hand worked its way to her pussy. She attempted to close her legs, but found she was too weak to resist her.

Sarah leaned over and whispered. "You can't resist my touch, Cassandra, so don't even bother trying."

Cassandra could feel she was soaked and instead of trying to stop her, she opened herself up wider to allow Sarah to rub her hand against her thick denims. She groaned, blushed, and then groaned again.

Sarah played with her pussy through her jeans while smiling at Theresa the whole time. Theresa looked oblivious and smiled back at Sarah. Was her witch lover falling under Sarah’s mesmeric power? She wanted to warn her… do something, but she couldn’t.

"Theresa! Look away from Sarah, she's a vampire!" she suddenly blurted out, shocked with her own burst of will power.

Sarah laughed at this attempt and gave her pussy an extra rub causing her to cum.

"Theresa's too far under now for you to warn her... and now the three of us are going to go back to your place for a pleasant three way."

Cassandra wanted to get angry with Sarah, but her desire to be with her made her weak. She passively found herself following Sarah… with Theresa in tow… out of the restaurant.

XI.

As Theresa obediently followed Sarah and Cassandra out of the restaurant, she was still in awe of Sarah. Never would she have figured the actress to be a vampire like Cassandra. Fortunately, she had a lot of practice at being docile and entranced, so it was easy to fool Sarah into thinking she was under her power.

As the scene had developed, she was surprised at Cassandra’s behavior towards Sarah... it was like Cassandra was under Sarah’s spell. Cassandra’s whole demeanor had changed and Sarah obviously held Cassandra’s reigns

At first, she thought everything was normal… and she didn’t even question it when Cassandra referred to Sarah as her former lover. It wasn’t far fetched that the two could have known each other, for they were both very big celebrities. But then Sarah blew it with the way she talked to Cassandra… as there was definitely a role reversal going on. No mortal could ever get away with addressing Cassandra in this manner… no matter who they were, so she immediately cloaked herself with a protection spell.

Theresa was concerned that Cassandra might be upset if she intervened, for upsetting Cassandra was the last thing she wanted to do, but when Cassandra shouted out a warning to her, she felt relieved and knew what she had to do. What Cassandra hadn’t known all this time, and Sarah was obviously oblivious too, was the fact that she had full use of her witchcraft. Given she was very much in love with Cassandra, she would never use it on her lover, but this former actress was another matter altogether. Theresa remembered how easily Cassandra had taken her, but there was no way Sarah could. Cassandra had caught her by surprise... unlike Sarah.

When they returned to Cassandra's condo... Theresa allowed Sarah to lead her into Cassandra's bedroom, and obediently stripped naked as she was ordered. The sexual attraction she felt for females was exclusive for Cassandra, so the sight of Sarah nude form, however sexy, did nothing for her. Having sex with Sarah was not something she would have preferred doing, but she would need to do what she planned.

As they climbed on the bed, Theresa could feel Sarah trying to instill lust in her, but of course it was a simple incantation to block it.

Theresa watched Sarah lay back on the bed while Cassandra stood passive beside the bed watching them. Theresa felt sad because she wished she could assure her lover that everything was going to be alright.

Theresa settled down between Sarah's legs and then whispered an incantation. When her lips touched Sarah’s wet lips, Sarah cried out with an orgasm so sudden, and so powerful that she passed out from it. Theresa smiled... her spell had worked.

Cassandra looked at her in shock... no longer under Sarah's influence.

"I placed two spells on her... one to make her orgasm as soon as my lips touched her... and to fall into a deep sleep after her climax."

"How long will she sleep?" Cassandra asked her with a smile.

"About four hours."

Cassandra climbed on the bed to join her and planted a wet juicy kiss on her lips. Theresa groaned with a growing need for her lover… then she broke the kiss and looked at Cassandra with confusion.

"Does Sarah hold some sort of power over you?"

"We were lovers over a year ago...before I turned. Our relationship was rather on the strange side, but once I became a vampiress I broke free of her influence. Now that she's been turned it looks like those feelings have resurfaced."

"I believe it’s more than that and I'd like to cast a truth spell on her."

Cassandra looked surprised but agreed.

Theresa repositioned herself in order to lower herself down onto Sarah's stomach. The fact that she was still naked meant that she'd be resting her exposed sex on top of her belly button. Theresa then recited another incantation and this opened Sarah's eyes.

"Why does Cassandra feel helpless in your presence?"

"Our Master put a spell on her to crave me sexually."

Theresa looked over at Cassandra, who looked back at her in stunned amazement.

"Sarah, what do you know about me?" Theresa asked.

"Damien told me that you're a witch, but under a powerful love spell for Cassandra."

"He knows everything," Cassandra whispered.

XII.

Cassandra soaked lazily in the bathtub while her thralls tended to her. Thanks to Theresa's spell she was able to indulge in some major lovemaking with Sarah’s unconscious form. Much like she did when Sarah was out of it after her turning.

Cassandra smiled at the memory. As she nudged Sarah's legs open with her nose to give Sarah a tongue lashing, Theresa did the same for her. They both drank from hours. Only when she was fully satisfied did she break off with Sarah and turn back to Theresa. They made love with even a greater passion while Sarah lay beside them, unconscious, still laboring under the sleep spell.

XIII.

Cassandra and Theresa sat at the kitchen table. They had just returned from dropping Sarah off at a motel a few towns over. When Sarah awoke tomorrow, she would be absent her memory... but unfortunately it was temporary. It would just by them enough time to figure out what to do.

"Maybe if we do nothing, he'll leave us alone,” Theresa suggested.

"Not likely. As soon as he decides to take matters into his own hands, he’ll summon me and I'll be powerless to resist him," Cassandra responded.

"Isn’t there anything we can do to fight him?" Theresa asked.

"Theresa, Damien is very ancient and very powerful."

"Maybe he’ll simply allow us to be together," Theresa whispered.

"Given he sent Sarah to break us up, I don't think so."

"Then I'll fight him for you," Theresa responded in anger.

"You'd lose and I won't allow it," Cassandra replied.

"I can't survive without you," Theresa cried.

"Me neither... so we'll have to go to him and plead for mercy."

"I...I...love you so much... what if he says no?"

"I don't know," Cassandra whispered.

XIV.

Damien sat in his study deep in thought. Despite several attempts, he wasn't able to mentally contact Sarah and that was a first. He could sense her being, which meant she hadn't terminated, but apparently her deep sleep had been induced by supernatural means. He thought about contacting Cassandra but then decided to wait for her to come to him. Had he underestimated the young witch?

He understood Cassandra was an innocent pawn in this game, but she still had to be punished. He smiled... it had been a hundred years since the last time he had been challenged and he hoped it would prove interesting.