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WARNING: This is a work of erotic fiction. It contains depictions of
nudity and graphic sex.

Author: A Strange Geek
Title: Melissa's Initiation
Universe: Haven
Summary: A 15 year old girl is subjected to a cruel prank by her peers,
but turns the tables on her would-be tormentors. A repost with grammar
and style cleanup only.

Part: 3 of 3
Keywords: ff, Mf, fsolo, teen, mc, nc, bon, humil, magic

Copyright A Strange Geek, 2007

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The car raced through the flashing yellow light of the intersection
without slowing down, tires squealing as it took the turn in the road
beyond it while traveling at the same breakneck speed.

"Jesus, Susan, are you trying to get us killed?!" Ann shouted, her left
hand over her pounding heart, her right hand holding the door handle
with a white-knuckled grip.

"Maybe I should be asking you that question!" Susan yelled. "That was
just brilliant, Ann, simply fucking brilliant."

"Well, fuck, how the hell was I to know he'd let it slip?"

"Ann, your boyfriend Brad's age is higher than his IQ. And thanks to
you and him, we have exactly twenty minutes to collect Melissa, calm
her down into a semi-coherent state, and hope to God that she'll cover
for us with her Mom."

"Why are you always picking on Brad?" Ann whined.

"I'm not, I'm picking on you. How stupid can you be, Ann??"

"/All right already!/ I said I was sorry! What the fuck more do you
want?!"

Susan took a deep breath and forced herself to ease off the accelerator
as they headed up the road into the forest. She almost wished Ann had
not come clean about her spilling the beans to her boyfriend about what
they had planned for Melissa. She would have preferred to live in
blissful ignorance of why Susan had been rudely awakened to the sound
of the telephone a full hour before dawn and forced to deal with
Melissa's distraught mother.

Melissa's mom had gotten the idea that Melissa was in some sort of
trouble, and that Susan and Ann had perhaps taken her someplace they
shouldn't have. Susan had tried to reassure the woman that this was not
the case ...



/"If she's all right, then let me talk to her," Melissa's mother
insisted ./

/"Melissa is still sleeping," Susan said./

/"My Melissa has always been an early riser. She'll be getting up soon
anyway."/

/"We ... we were up late last night."/

/"What were you doing to all hours of the night?!" Melissa's mother
demanded in a panic-stricken voice./

/"Nothing! I mean, nothing bad, just talking. We just ... lost track of
time. She was really tired."/

/There was a long pause. "All right," Melissa's mother said cautiously.
"I'll give her another half hour before I call back. But if you won't
let me talk to her, I'll be over there like a shot!"/



"Ann, you better hope that the little stunt you pulled with the panties
didn't, like, send her over the edge," Susan said darkly.

Ann frowned. "You really didn't like me doing that, did you?"

"No, I didn't. You were way too hard on her."

"I didn't see you stopping me."

"Because it would have screwed everything up even worse. Look, I don't
want to argue anymore. Let's just get up there and fetch her. And
listen to me, Ann, listen real hard. We treat her like a queen this
morning. She did what we asked of her, so she's in the Circle. We make
her feel really good and maybe she'll convince her Mom she's okay. Got
it?"

"Yeah, I got it," Ann grumbled. "Treat the little cunt like the belle
of the ball."

The light of false dawn was just brightening the sky as they pulled off
the road and up the gravel path. Susan drove a little recklessly, the
back end of the car fishtailing and sending up plumes of gravel and
rock behind them.

When the reached the path that led to the clearing, they scrambled out
of the car, grabbing the robe from the back seat, and ran up the path.
In the back of her mind, Susan felt a twinge of fear over what she
might find. Sometime during the night, she had a severe attack of
conscience. She had several bad dreams where they came up to fetch
Melissa only to find a bloody corpse, or a skeleton, or nothing at all.
Now she entertained the same notions, but with the addition of
Melissa's mother crying over a dead body.

None of these things greeted her when the reached the clearing. Instead
they found Melissa as they had left her, staked out naked on the
ground. Both Susan and Ann came to a stop at the edge of the clearing,
staring. Susan held her breath until she saw Melissa's chest rise and
fall steadily.

Susan paused, took a deep breath, then put on her best smile and strode
forward. Ann followed her, but mustered only half a smile that was not
very convincing. "Oh, Melissa!" Susan sang. "We've come for you. We've
come to free you and accept you into the Circle! You've made it!"

There was no response for a moment. Susan's smile faded, and her panic
mounted. Ann gave her a worried look.

"Good morning. You're a little early, aren't you?"

Susan and Ann exchanged glances. They were not sure what it was about
Melissa's voice that frightened them. Her voice had been perfectly
calm, even serene. Or perhaps that was it. It was certainly not the
kind of voice they expected to hear from a wuss of a girl that had just
spent the entire night in the forest tied down naked.

Or perhaps it was the realization on Susan's part that they should not
have expected a response at all from someone that had her mouth taped
shut.

"Um ..." Susan said, having lost what she was going to say. "Um, yeah,
we ... we came early for you."

"We were just soooo eager to welcome you into our ranks, sister," Ann
said in a lilting, sarcastic voice.

Susan slapped Ann on the arm and gave her a dirty look. Ann stuck her
tongue at her friend.

"Yes, the Circle," said Melissa. "You were right, Susan, this was a
wonderful experience."

"I was?" Susan said, confused. "I mean, um, yeah, of course."

"Ooo, did the goddess come to you?" Ann asked, grinning.

Melissa paused. "I was visited. And was shown power."

Susan felt nervous. She was not sure what to make of that answer.

"So are we going to stand around or are we going to free our newest
member and /get her back home?/" Ann said in a low voice to Susan
through clenched teeth.

Susan blinked. "Oh, Jesus. Yes, let's untie her quickly ... so we can
get this warm robe around her."

Susan started to untie Melissa's feet, while Ann did her hands. Ann
looked over to Melissa, who smiled at her. Ann felt a shiver pass
through her as she saw that smile. It was not a pleasant smile, or a
humorous smile. It was the smile of someone that was entertaining a
private, amusing, and unflattering thought of another. Ann knew it
quite well, for she herself was very good at such smiles.

"What are you looking at?" Ann snapped in a soft voice.

"One of my Circle sisters," Melissa replied. "Am I not?"

Ann swallowed, then suddenly came to a realization. "Hey, what happened
to the tape and your panties?"

"Ann, please hurry up!" Susan hissed.

"All right, all right." Ann gritted her teeth and set her face hard as
she struggled to untie the ropes from around Melissa's wrists.

"Is there a problem?" Melissa asked.

"Um, no, not really," Susan said as she finished, picking up the robe
again.

"You just seem in a terrible hurry. I was hoping I'd be left for a
little longer. I was starting to enjoy it."

"Figures you would," Ann muttered. She looked up at Susan, pointed to
Melissa, then encircled a finger around one ear.

Susan pressed her lips tightly together. As soon as Ann finished
releasing Melissa, Susan stepped forward and held the robe open for
Melissa.

Melissa slowly stood up, moving as effortlessly as if she had never
been tied up. She did not appear in any hurry whatsoever, looking up at
Susan and the robe for a few moments.

"So what are you waiting for, your majesty?" Ann sneered.

"Ann, shut up!" Susan exclaimed.

Melissa gave another of her strange smiles. "Such contention among the
Circle. Has something gone amiss?"

The more Melissa spoke, the more anxious Susan became. This was not
like her at all. Even before the "initiation" Melissa did not speak
like this. The hesitation in her voice was gone, as was the perpetual
submissive undertone they had found so endearing. She did not seem the
least bit nervous about her nudity. She even appeared comfortable with
it. Had Melissa actually lost it sometime during the night? Was she
even sane any longer? Was it just a matter of time before she exploded?

Susan decided that the only way to get Melissa moving was to tell her
the truth.

"Look, Melissa," Susan said urgently. "I think something got back to
your Mom about all this and she's going to call the house really soon.
If you're not there, we could all get into deep trouble."

"And I for one don't want to get into trouble just because you're still
communing with the goddess," Ann said in a mocking voice. "So get up
and let's /go!/"

Melissa looked up at Ann and flashed a grin and a wink. Ann's mouth
dropped open, and she stumbled back a step . It felt as though an
ice-cold wind had chilled her to her very core.

Melissa stood and let Susan help her into her robe. "All right, let's
head out," Susan said. She placed an arm around Melissa's waist and
hustled her down the path.

"What about the stakes and rope?" Ann asked as she jogged to catch up.

"Leave it! We'll come back later and get them. We've got less than ten
minutes to get home!"

They put Melissa in the back seat before spinning the car around in a
U-turn that made smoke issue from the tires. When the car bumped back
onto the paved road leading back to town, Ann turned around and frowned
angrily at Melissa. "You better not cross us on this, Melissa!"

"Ann!" Susan cried, exasperated. "Look, Melissa, we told your Mom we
were up late talking and you were tired."

"Yeah, and you better say you had a wonderful time."

"Oh, but I did," Melissa said. "I had a most wonderful time after you
two left last night. That was the best thing that had ever happened to
me."

Susan glanced briefly at Ann. Ann took one more look at Melissa and her
strange, secretive smile, shuddered, and remained quiet the rest of the
trip home.



"Oh, Jesus, the phone is ringing already!" Susan cried as she burst
through the front door of the house, panting. "Melissa, you better get
that."

Melissa calmly strode past an anxious Susan and upset Ann, in no
particular hurry, letting the phone ring another three times before she
finally reached it and picked it up. "Hello? ... Hi, Mom."

Susan blew out her lips in a relieved sigh. She shut the door behind
them and collapsed into an easy chair. Ann passed her and plopped
herself down onto the sofa, making a face as she stretched herself out,
her back up against one of the hand rests.

"Of course I'm okay, Mom, why wouldn't I be?" Melissa asked as she
twirled one of the ends of the belt on her robe. Her voice was
completely calm and self-assured. "I've been here the whole time, with
my friends."

Melissa turned her head towards Susan and Ann and smiled, dropping a
wink. Ann rolled her eyes but looked relieved nevertheless.

"No, Mom, I haven't been out at all, not since I got here yesterday.
Why would you get the idea that I was out?"

Susan gave Ann a dirty look. Ann sneered in response.

"Why, what did you hear? ... Oh, /really/ now." Melissa grinned. "What
a fantastic story. I mean, the very idea that my friends would be so
cruel as to take me out into the forest and leave me there."

Susan shifted nervously in her seat. There was something in Melissa's
voice that made her uncomfortable. Moreover, she felt an odd sensation
along the back of her neck. It had started soon after they had picked
up Melissa. The only other time she had felt something like that was
when she was practicing magic and believed she had come close to
actually achieving the effect she had wanted.

Ann rolled her eyes again, but even she started to look a little
nervous. She did not feel any of the odd sensations that her friend
did, but she was growing increasingly uncomfortable having Melissa
around. She intended to go home very soon after Melissa was done with
her call.

"Now, mother, do I /sound/ like someone that just spent the entire
night alone in the forest?" Melissa asked.

/No, you don't,/ Susan answered in her own mind. /And that's the
problem./

"Well, I was late in getting up because we were up late last night.
Yes, I know that's unusual for me, but how often do I do things like
this?" said Melissa, sounding slightly annoyed. "Look, everything is
obviously okay with me, so why not just drop it? ... Really? I
certainly don't think so ... Anyway, I'm fine, and I'll probably be
over here for awhile longer."

Susan tried to hide her distress at hearing this. She had hoped that
Melissa would be eager to leave. The longer Melissa stayed in the
house, the more nervous it made Susan feel.

"Okay, I'll call if I'm later than that. I'll see you later. Good-bye,
Mom." Melissa quietly hung up the phone and turned towards the others
with a smile. "Well, that's all taken care of."

"Thank you, Melissa," Susan said sincerely.

"Yeah, thanks," Ann said half-heartedly.

Melissa came around the other end of the sofa and sat down. Ann drew
her legs towards herself, as if afraid of being too close to Melissa.
There was total silence in the room for the next few seconds, so heavy
that Susan could almost feel the weight of it upon her shoulders. She
finally broke the silence when she said in a contrite voice, "Hey,
Melissa, you ... you've been really good about all this."

"Well, it's not like she didn't agree to do it," Ann said.

Susan sighed. "Yes, Ann, but we could have been a little nicer about
it."

Ann just shrugged and folded her arms.

Melissa smiled. "Oh, no, please, I should be thanking you for that
experience. I quite enjoyed it."

Susan leaned forward in her chair. "Um, Melissa ..."

Melissa fixed her steady gaze on Susan. "Yes?"

Susan paused a moment as she locked eyes with Melissa. The tingling on
the back of her neck grew worse. "What, um, exactly happened to you in
the forest?"

"Oh, what I'm sure you had expected, at first," Melissa answered as she
turned herself to face Ann more, her back against the hand rest. "I was
cold, I cried my eyes out, I was terrified, I was humiliated."

Susan swallowed. Though Melissa's voice was calm, her eyes had a hard
edge to them that sent a shiver down her spine. "I'm ... I'm sorry
about that."

Melissa shrugged. "Like I said, that's how it was at first. Then the
Power came to me, and I was no longer upset. It was a wonderful
experience."

Susan nodded slowly. She both wanted to know and didn't want to know
the details about how this "power" came to her and what exactly she was
talking about. For the moment, the latter won out.

Ann, however, was not smart enough to keep her mouth shut in similar
fashion. "Melissa, what the hell are you talking about?"

Melissa turned her steady gaze to Ann. Ann appeared nervous at this
scrutiny but did not flinch or retreat. Part of her mind was still
trying to believe that Melissa was the same weak-willed wimp from the
day before. "What do you mean?"

"What's this power that you keep talking about? What, you can work
magic now?"

Melissa smiled. "Wasn't that the whole idea?"

"Yeah, sure. So show us some magic then."

Susan's eyes widened. "Ann, please, stop it," she said softly but
urgently.

"Don't tell me to 'stop it'!" Ann snapped. "We go through all this
trouble for Melissa to get her into the Circle, so I think we have a
right to see a little proof that the 'power' really came to her." She
grinned malevolently. "And if not, she's out."

Susan felt control of the situation completely slipping away from her.
She looked to Melissa to try to discern what the girl might do next.
Was this where she blew up at them when she could not produce anything?
Though at this point, Susan was not so sure Melissa would fail in this
regard.

"So you want proof of my power, do you?" Melissa asked darkly.

Susan never felt more frightened by a single sentence in her entire
life.

Ann faltered for a moment, hesitating, shifting nervously in her seat.
She drew her legs up, her knees to her chest, as if going into some
defensive posture. "Yeah," she said in a lower voice. "Show us
something."

"What about you, Susan?" Melissa asked. "Do you need a demonstration
too?"

Susan shook her head. "No, you don't need to prove it to me any
further."

Ann gaped at Susan. "What the hell are you talking about? It was your
idea to think of some reason later to kick her out." Susan gave Ann a
stricken look, and Ann's mouth dropped open. "Why ... why did I say
that?"

"Ann, tell me," Melissa said. "That bit you did with my panties, was
that part of the ceremony like you said?"

"Y... Ye ... N ... No," Ann sputtered, as if struggling against her own
mind, trying to repress the words tumbling out of her mouth. "It ... I
... I did it because I was just being mean to you ... Why am I saying
this??"

"You said you wanted a demonstration of my power," Melissa said with a
serene smile.

"She can't lie to you?" Susan asked warily.

"She can no longer lie, period," Melissa said.

"Stop it, whatever you're doing to me!" Ann shouted. "You're ... you're
scaring me!"

"If you don't want to be scared, I can arrange that."

Ann stared at Melissa, her eyes widening. "What ... what do you mean by
that?"

Melissa smiled evilly. "What it means, dear friend, is that I have
complete control of your mind right now, and I can make you feel or
think anything I wish."

Ann did appeared frightened, but defiance was mingled with the fear in
her eyes. "You ... you can't do that. I don't believe you."

"Oh, jeez, Ann, don't provoke her!" Susan cried.

"So you believe I can do it, Susan?" Melissa asked.

Susan stated at Melissa, and felt fear clutching at her as well. "I ...
I can feel something happening, Melissa," she said cautiously and in a
very soft and deferential voice. "I'm not sure I can explain it
completely, but I know you're doing something."

"You're just as nuts as she is, Susan," Ann snapped. "If you really
believe Melissa can ... " Ann paused and sniffled. "That she can ...
make me ... " Tears welled up in her eyes and began to roll down her
face. "Th-that ... I ... oh, God!"

Ann dropped her face into her hands and began to cry hard enough to
make her whole body tremble, tears pouring out of her eyes. She wailed
in anguish as overwhelming feelings of sadness and despair flooded her
consciousness. Every bad thing she ever did in her life came back to
her in cruelly crystal-clear images in her memory, and intense feelings
of remorse now engulfed her psyche.

"I'm so sorry!" Ann wailed. "I'm so sorry for anything I ever did to
you, Melissa! Oh, God, please forgive me!"

Melissa smiled. "Much better attitude, Ann. Much better."

Susan could not stand looking at Ann suffer any longer. "Melissa, stop
it! Please! Don't do this to her!"

"She did it to herself," Melissa snapped, her eyes like ice. "She
brought it on herself. But don't worry, I have no intention of letting
her cry her little eyes out for much longer, not when there's much more
useful emotions for her to be feeling."

Slowly, Ann's crying abated. She sniffled and wiped her eyes on the
sleeve of her shirt. "I'll ... I'll never be mean t-to you again,
Melissa. I ... I realize now what ... what a wonderful person you are."
Ann smiled weakly at Melissa, her eyes betraying only a small amount of
residual fear, and a great deal of dreamlike admiration.

"So, Ann, am I still a 'stupid cunt' in your mind?"

Ann cast her eyes down. "No, Melissa," she said, hunching her shoulders
and appearing submissive. "I should not have called you that. If anyone
is a stupid cunt, it's me."

Melissa looked thoughtful for a moment. "Yes, you're right. Yes, Ann,
/you/ are the stupid cunt around here."

Ann smiled more broadly. "Yes, I am. Th-thank you."

A sycophantic, submissive Ann was even harder to deal with for Susan
than an arrogant, stubborn one had been. "Melissa, is this ... is what
you did to Ann permanent?"

"For as long as I choose to leave her that way," Melissa replied
smoothly. "Considering her old personality, why would I want to change
her back?"

Susan's heart thumped in her chest as Melissa kept an unwavering gaze
on her. She took a deep breath to calm herself before asking, "Melissa,
do you intend to do the same thing to me?"

"You were kinder to me that Ann was. And you left me my pendant. You'll
be interested to know that it was the one thing that allowed me to
acquire the Power that I did, so in a way I owe you for that. So no, I
will not do to you what I just did to Ann."

Susan nodded. "I ... appreciate that. And I am sorry for what we did to
you. I hope you can tell I'm being sincere."

Melissa paused a moment and then nodded once. "You are. But it still
does not make up for what you did to me, and you will have to suffer
for that."

"P-please, Melissa. Think about what you're doing. Think ..."

Susan stopped. Suddenly her entire body felt flushed. Her heart
hammered in her chest, and she felt a tingling in her nether regions.
Her emotions began to swing wildly, distracting her from coherent
thought. Whatever she was going to say to Melissa next, it was quickly
lost among the chaos.

Ann was also reacting to something similar. She let her breath out in a
long sigh and closed her eyes. She spread her legs slightly. "Oh,
Melissa ..." she said in a breathy whisper. "Something's happening to
me ... I'm ... " She sighed again and placed a hand lightly over the
crotch of her jeans. "I'm ... I'm getting wet ..."

Susan groaned as she shifted in her seat, her thighs rubbing against
each other with a faint squishing noise. She felt heat in her sex and
dampness in her panties. There was a tingling in her breasts, and her
nipples rose to erect points, poking at the fabric of her bra and
shirt, causing two prominent little bumps on the surface.

She felt the words form in her mind and travel to her mouth despite her
attempts to suppress them. "I'm ... g-getting wet, too ... my pussy
feels really hot ..." Susan looked over to Melissa with languid eyes.
"You're ... you're not making me say that, are you? You're just ...
just taking away inhibitions."

Melissa smirked. "Oh, must you analyze everything, Susan? Yes, that is
what's happening. But I can choose to make you say something simply by
planting the thought in your head. Like this."

Suddenly Susan blurted out, "My pussy is so hot, I want to stroke it
over and over again until I cum. I want to cum again and again until I
go insane!" She shuddered and blushed bright red. "Oh, Jesus, Melissa,
please don't do that to me again."

"I will do as I please, Susan. And what pleases me now is for Ann to
take her clothes off."

"Yes, Melissa," Ann said obediently. "I do whatever you want me to do
for you."

Susan watched as Ann stood and slowly stripped off her clothes. Susan
felt the urge to touch herself, desperate as she was for sexual
release. So sensitized was she and so engorged was her sex that the
least movement in her chair was enough to stimulate her. She resisted
the urge to masturbate, yet she found herself unconsciously squeezing
her thighs together and rubbing them against each other and her pussy,
giving her a low but constant level of stimulation.

As more of Ann's body was revealed, Susan's thoughts swung in a new
direction. It was as if she were seeing Ann in a completely new light.
With all of her mental barriers down, she was helpless to stop from
speaking thoughts as they came to her mind. "You're rather
sexy-looking, Ann. Nice tits ... I like your ass ... Oooo, look how wet
your pussy is."

"God, yes, isn't it?" Ann cried softly as she sat back down. She spread
her legs and started to slowly stroke herself. "Mmmm, that feels really
good ..."

Susan was mortified beyond belief, both at the things she heard from
her mouth and from having to watch Ann masturbate. Yet at the same time
she was very aroused by all of it, having to fight the urge to do as
Ann was doing. Susan wondered if Melissa had purposely left her this
tendril of reason, able to still think independently to some degree.

With her inhibitions lowered, she did not hesitate to make her thoughts
known. "You've turned Ann into a mindless slave," Susan said
accusingly. She felt her pussy ache and groaned, adding in a softer
voice, "Which really turns me on ..."

"She's not completely a slave," Melissa said with a sly grin. "I've
left her old personality intact, tucked away in the back of her mind,
forced to watch what's happening to her. It would not any sort of
punishment whatsoever if she did not know what was happening to her."

This sent a shiver down Susan's spine. "You really are cruel, you know
that?"

"No more so than the two of you were to me."

"Ohhh ..." Ann moaned. "Ohhh, this is nice ... I love stroking myself
..."

"See how wet she is, Susan?" Melissa asked in a husky voice.

Susan swallowed, her eyes drawn to Ann's hand as it slowly stroked her
sopping slit. "Y-yes," Susan breathed. "It's really wet."

"Remember what Ann did to me before you both left me?"

Susan's eyes flickered to where Ann's panties lay on the floor. "Yes, I
do."

"Do it to me!" Ann cried. "Please, Susan, do it. Make me suck on my
panties."

"I ... I ca ..." Susan tried to speak, but the words would not come
out.

"Oh, yes you can," Melissa said. "You want to. Look at Ann's pussy,
Susan."

Susan stared at it. She slowly licked her lips. "It's ... it's really
nice ... I l-l-ove her pussy."

"Please, Susan, "Ann begged. "Wipe my panties on my pussy and make me
eat them."

Susan groaned and stumbled out of her chair, falling to her hands and
knees. She moaned when she felt her thighs rub together, sending a few
dull throbs through her pussy. Her panties were completely soaked, the
crotch of her jeans damp as well. She crawled over to where Ann's
panties lay and picked them up with a trembling hand.

Ann took her hand away from her pussy and spread her legs wide, looking
eagerly at Susan.

Susan crawled forward. As she neared Ann's glistening crotch, she
caught the aroma of Ann's aroused sex. She breathed it deeply, savoring
the odor, the most delightful thing she had ever smelled.

Susan pressed the panties into Ann's slit and ran it slowly up and
down. Ann threw her head back and moaned. "Ohhhh ... mmm ... that feels
so nice, Susan ..."

Susan started to pant. The urge to stroke herself was overwhelming.
When the panties were soaked with Ann's juices, she brought it to her
own nose and sniffed deeply before lifting it to Ann's face. Ann
eagerly opened her mouth and allowed Susan to wad and stuff the panties
into her mouth.

"Mmmm!" Ann murmured in pleasure.

Susan stumbled back and started to remove her clothes. "I'm too horny
now ... I have to stroke myself as well."

"See how much fun Ann is having, Susan?" Melissa asked.

Ann's jaw moved as she purposely squeezed her panties, milking all the
absorbed juices from it as she resumed masturbating. "Mmmmm ... mmmm
..."

"Oh, yes, I do ... Look how wet my panties are ..." Susan murmured as
she stripped. Once she was naked, she took her wet panties, inhaled
deeply of them, then wadded them up and stuffed them in her own mouth.
She then laid herself out on the carpet and masturbated in earnest.

Melissa watched the two of them, smiling broadly. "So this is what it
feels like to be in control. I like this feeling much better than what
I had felt in the past. It's too bad that neither of you will ever feel
in control again."

Susan felt despair despite the intensity of her arousal and the
sensations from her pussy. She wished she had never thought of the idea
of Melissa's "initiation" in the first place. She wished things were
the way they had been only a day ago. As close as an hour before the
initiation, she had reconsidered. Now she felt foolish for not heeding
her own feelings.

Susan was rising quickly, but suddenly the level of stimulation dropped
precipitously, as if her pussy had become numb. She groaned with
unsatisfied need and gave herself firmer and faster strokes to gain
back what she had lost. Ann was also making desperate noises through
her nose and rubbing herself so fast that it could actually be heard.

"Oooo, now I didn't expect this," Melissa said. "I can even control
your pussies directly. I was just thinking what exquisite torture it
would be if you were this horny but you couldn't get yourselves to cum.
Now you'll feel a little like I did when I was left aroused by Ann's
little stunt and no way to satisfy it."

Susan panted as she stroked herself so quickly that her hand started to
ache. She could barely feel herself rising again. Ann had tears coming
out of her eyes as she resorted to using both hands in a vain attempt
to get more stimulation.

"But I actually have a better idea for you two. Stop masturbating and
take your panties out of your mouths."

The two girls did as they were told, albeit reluctantly. Ann started
crying again. "Please, Melissa, let me cum!" she wailed. "I'm so horny
it hurts!"

Susan tried to catch her breath. She drew her legs under her and
moaned, her pussy still hot and dripping with moisture, begging to be
touched again. She brought her hand to her face to wipe a strand of
hair out of her eyes and smelled her sex on her fingers. She licked
each one of them clean, which only increased her arousal to painful
levels.

"I have charmed the two of you so that hands will no longer work,"
Melissa said.

"Then how can we cum?" Susan asked. "Please, Melissa ..."

"You know, I just adore it when you two beg. Now think, you two. Only
hands will not work. What else may you use that you have on your
person?"

Ann's eyes widened and she gasped. "You ... you can't mean ..."

Susan felt a shudder pass through her. "Oh, God, she does ... You ...
you want us to ... l-lick each other."

Ann slipped off the sofa and came over to Susan, panting. "We have to,
Susan. If we want to cum, we've got to eat each other out."

"B-but ... n-no ... I ..."

"You have to, Susan," Ann said huskily. She slid her arms around Susan.

"No, Ann, s-stop, I ..."

Susan was interrupted when Ann suddenly kissed her, moaning deeply.
Susan fought it at first, until Ann pressed herself against Susan,
forcing her back down onto the carpet. Susan felt her desire rekindled
and wrapped her arms around Ann. She opened her mouth and thrust her
tongue into Ann's mouth.

Ann was the first to break off the kiss, panting. "Let me eat you," she
begged. "And you eat me."

Susan felt her will collapse. Her body's needs were too great. "Then
turn yourself around, so I can taste that wonderful, wet pussy of
yours."

Ann smiled and quickly turned herself around. Susan eagerly extended
her tongue as Ann's pussy descended on her, feeling Ann's tongue
probing her at the same time.

"Oh, you're delicious!" Ann squealed.

"Mmmm, nice ... " Susan moaned.

Ann and Susan lay on the floor entwined about each other, their faces
buried in each other's mound as Melissa looked on with glee. "Oh, this
is delightful! You two are so entertaining. I could watch this all
morning. Or at least long enough for me to tell you exactly what I
intend to do with you."

"Mmmpph! ... Mmmm ..." Susan cried softly. Ann's juices were trickling
down her face as she licked and sucked at Ann as if starved. Her nose
was filled with the strong aroma of Ann's arousal.

Melissa steepled her fingers and looked thoughtful. "Hmm ... First, I
believe a curse is in order. An extension of the charm I placed on your
pussies. How about this: The both of you will not be able to cum unless
it's by the other's tongue. You'll never cum by any other means. Oh,
and your pussies will not be able to make anyone else cum. What does
that mean? It means you can kiss your precious boyfriends good-bye. No
matter how much you let them fuck you, you'll never get off and he'll
never get off. How does that sound for starters?"

Susan felt tears welling up in her eyes for the first time since this
started. Melissa just ruined her sex life. Susan was very sexually
active, having sex with her boyfriend at least twice a week, plus the
occasional affair outside their relationship.

Ann made a distressed noise but did not cry. The two of them continued
to lick each other, both slowly rising now.

Melissa smiled evilly. "And to be even more cruel to you two, I also
place a second curse on you two. From now on, you two will be horny
little bitches in heat. You'll get massively aroused at least once
every day or two. Since the only way you can satisfy it is by doing
what you're doing now, you two better get used to being passionate
lovers from this point on."

Ann and Susan began moaning in earnest as they rose higher, swiftly
approaching climax. At the same time, there was a despairing tone to
their voices as Melissa's words reached the parts of their mind not
under her control.

"I won't be so cruel as to say that this is a permanent arrangement,"
Melissa continued. "I'll give you two a chance to have me lift the
curses. It all depends on how nice you are to me from this point on,
and how willing you are to do as I ask of you. And never, but never beg
me to lift the curses. The first one of you to do that will make the
curses permanent for both of you." She smiled and leaned back in her
seat. "Now that that's taken care of, you two may cum."

The two of them had been hanging just short of orgasm, moaning and
whimpering, licking each other with abandon, trying desperately to push
each other over the edge. Now finally they each crested, their bodies
spasming and writhing, their pussies throbbing hard and strong. They
each gave guttural cries through their noses, still clutching each
other and licking, prolonging their orgasms. After nearly a full
minute, they finally slowed and stopped, and fell away from each,
panting, exhausted, and spent.

"Oh, God ..." Ann groaned in despair, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"M-my life is over ..."

"No, Ann ... " Susan said. "We'll ... we'll get out of this. We'll do
as she says and we'll be okay. See? She ... she let loose of you a
little."

"Very good attitude to have, Susan," said Melissa. "And I have indeed
eased my control of Ann. I daresay, however, that she had been humbled
by this experience."

Melissa stood. She strolled over to where her clothes sat on the table,
sans her underwear. She shed her robe and stockings then slipped into
her jeans and blouse.

Susan struggled to sit up as Ann cried softly into the carpet. "Are you
leaving now?"

Melissa finished buttoning her blouse before she replied. "I think I've
had enough of your hospitality for now. Oh, believe me, I will be in
touch very soon."

"Just what ... what are you going to ask of us?"

Melissa smiled. It was a smile totally devoid of warmth or
friendliness, a smile that sent a chill through Susan, making her
shiver, fear clutching at her heart. "I have a great many things to
explore about my new power," she said as she moved to the door. "I have
to have someone to practice on, don't I?"

She waved at them and showed herself out, closing the door behind her.



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