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I was sitting in the parlor of my home, waiting.
Before long, a knock on the door ended my short
vigil. I stood, catching a view of myself in the
mirror. Beautiful and tall, about 30, with long dark
brown hair, brown eyes, a long black dress with a
long slit in the front, sheer tan pantyhose, and
black high heel sandals. I ran my hand through my
hair, adjusted my dress, and walked to the front
door.
Opening the door, a vision of loveliness stood before
me. She was 18, petite, with shoulder length straight
blonde hair, blue eyes, and an innocent, child-like
look about her. She fit the profile perfectly of what
I had called for in my spell the evening before. She
was wearing a short black skirt, a white baby tee,
and clunky step in slides. A backpack was slung from
her right shoulder, and a silver pentagram hung from
her neck on a silver chain.
"What can I do for you?" I inquired.
"I felt like I should come here, that I might find
what I?m looking for here."
"Of course you will. Won?t you come in?" I invited.
She nodded, and I stood aside and let her in. "Follow
me." Leading here from the parlor, I indicated a
place for her to sit, a large plush red velvet chair.
I sat on a nearby divan, crossing my legs.
"What is your name, dear?" I wondered.
"Amanda," she replied, "Amanda Madison."
I smiled. "That?s a beautiful name, Amanda. I call
myself Sandara Midnight, but you may call me Mistress
Sandara." I got right to the point. "You have come
here seeking power, haven?t you?"
She looked dumbfounded. "How did you know?"
"I knew you would come, because I used my powers to
draw you to me." I smiled. "Well, not you
specifically, but a mental image of what I desired."
She gaped with obvious incredulity. "I know this
seems fantastic, but that?s the nature of true
magickal power." I was curious as to what she knew.
"How long have you been working magic?"
"I?ve been fascinated with it ever since I was
little. I bought my first book on magick when I was
13. For a long time, my incantations didn?t work, but
I felt so powerful and alive when I did them anyway."
"And when did they start working?"
She thought about this for a second. "A little after
I turned 15, my mom found my books and stuff. She got
real mad at me, and told me that I was going to hell
for messing with this stuff." Obvious bitterness
pervaded her last statement.
"That?s terrible!" I sympathized. "What happened
next?"
"She made me promise to throw it all away, but of
course I didn?t. That night I did a spell to make my
mom change her mind."
"Did it work?"
"That?s the amazing thing, it did! The next morning,
she apologized, hugged me, and told me that I should
live my life in a way that makes me happy."
"What happened after that?" Naturally I was curious.
"Well," Amanda began, "I kept on reading about
magick, and casting spells every now and then. They
worked, but took different amounts of time to work.
After a few months, I found myself reaching a limit
on what I could do. I realized it when I tried to
cast a really powerful spell, and it worked only a
little bit. Then this morning I got a psychic
impression that I should come here."
I leaned forward. "Do you want to have the power to
do what you want, when you want?" She nodded
enthusiastically. "Before we go forward, I have
something to show you." Standing up, I pulled the
fold of my dress up, revealing my hard cock straining
against my pantyhose.
Amanda gasped. "Oh, my God, you?re a crossdresser?!!"
I let the dress fall back around my leg. "Yes,
Amanda. I have been using my powers to live as a
woman for the past few years. Thanks to my magicks,
every nuance of my form is female save one." I smiled
wryly.
She sat in stunned silence for a moment. "What will
you do to me if I decide not to accept your offer?" I
saw fear in her eyes.
"I will have to wipe your memory of what you?ve seen
and heard here, but otherwise you will come to no
harm."
Amanda sighed. "That seems fair enough. But seeing
what your powers can do, I want that kind of power,
too." Her features took on an entreating quality.
"Please share your power with me and teach me," she
pleaded.
I patted the empty space on the divan. "Then come and
sit with me and I will tell you what you must do."
She stood, moved over to the divan, and sat down
beside me. I put one arm around her shoulder and my
free hand on her thigh. She tensed, and a look of
apprehension crossed her face. "Don?t be afraid," I
reassured her. She relaxed slightly. "Tell me,
Amanda," I inquired as I gently kissed her cheek,
temple, ear, and neck, "Have you ever been with a
man?"
She was taken aback by my question. "N-no, I?ve never
done it with a guy, if that?s what you mean," she
stammered.
"You?re so beautiful," I complimented, "I?m sure lots
of guys want to do it with you." She blushed. I
started rubbing my hand on her thigh. "Sex is power,
Amanda. It?s the most powerful thing in the universe.
Don?t forget that."
She moaned slightly and her breathing became
shallower. I worked my hand up to the hem of her
skirt. My cock was now diamond hard and I could feel
precum oozing onto my pantyhose. My hand went under
her skirt, and my fingers played around the edge of
her panties. She leaned against me and moaned softly.
I moved my other hand under her arm and began
fondling her breasts through her top. My other hand
delved inside her panties to touch her pussy. She was
already very wet as I inserted my middle finger into
her cunt and rubbed her clit with my thumb. I started
thrusting my finger. Her moaning got louder, and she
stuck a finger in her mouth.
"Oh, baby, your pussy is so wet and tight, there?s a
lot of power there." I thrusted faster, and moments
later, her body tensed and shuddered with an
obviously intense orgasm.
I bent my head down to hers and kissed her
passionately, our tongues rifling in and out of each
others? mouths. I pulled my hand from her sex and put
it on her cheek. My fingers had her wetness and scent
on them. She took my hand in her hands and licked my
fingers.
"Do you like the taste of your juice?" She nodded. I
licked my own fingers, and then kissed her again. I
took her hand and stood up.
"Come upstairs with me, and I will make you mighty
and powerful." She stood, and we walked upstairs hand
in hand, anticipating what was to come.
The second floor is as typical as most two story
houses. A door in front as one ascends the stairs,
and two doors on either side of the hall. A banister
rings the stairwell. I led her through the center
door into my private chamber. A large four poster bed
sat in one corner. On the other side of the room was
the table where I do a lot of my magicks. A bookshelf
stood on the wall nearby. A large plush throne-like
chair sat against the wall opposite the door. I led
her to the center of the room, let go of her hand,
walked to my throne and sat down, crossing my legs.
I began without preamble. "I am willing to give you
power beyond your wildest dreams, but I will also
require things of you.
"What things?" she wondered.
I smiled wryly. "The first requirement is that you
will call me Mistress Sandara at all times. If you
prefer, you may just call me Mistress or My
Mistress."
"I understand - Mistress", she said adding the last
word after an involuntary pause.
"Second, you will obey me at all times without
question."
"Yes, Mistress."
"Be very sure now; you can still go back if you
want," I offered.
"I will obey." She sounded very certain.
"Thirdly, no matter what else you wear, you will wear
pantyhose and sandals at all times when you are in my
presence. You have such beautiful legs, and it?s a
shame not to see them in sheer, silky hose." She
smiled coyly.
"And the final requirement: You will provide me with
sexual favors on demand." A mixture of fear and
excitement crossed her face. I pulled back my dress,
exposing my stiff cock. "Are you willing to trade sex
for power?"
Amanda came forward, knelt in front of me, took my
cock out of my pantyhose and held it in her hands.
"I?ll do anything for power," she said as she took me
into her mouth. I grasped her hair and moaned as she
moved her mouth up and down on my rod. Her tongue
went along the underside of it, increasing my
stimulation.
"Ohhhh... that feels so good, sweetie." Amanda took
my cock out of her mouth, teased the tip with her
tongue, and went back down on me, faster and harder
than before. I moaned and bucked my hips, moving in
time to her oral movements. I held one of her hands,
and fondled her breasts with the other one. Now I was
nearing the point of no return. I took her head in my
hands and held it on my cock. Suddenly I ejaculated,
squirting large amounts of semen into her mouth,
which she managed to swallow without choking.
Amanda took my cock out of her mouth. It still had
leftover cum on it. "Clean it off!" I commanded. She
eagerly slurped my jism off. "Good girl," I cooed.
"Come up here," I said, my arms outstretched. She
arose and sat down on my lap, one arm around my neck
and the other down in my crotch, with her hand
rubbing my spent cock. I pulled her to me, kissing
her passionately, tasting my own cum. We snogged for
a few minutes more before I decided it was time to
reward her with the Power.
I led her out of my chamber to the near left door.
Opening the door, I led her inside. A full size bed,
a chair, and a chest of drawers with a mirror adorned
the room. On the bed were a pair of suntan sheer to
waist pantyhose, and a pair of pretty brown leather
sandals.
"It?s time for your initiation and first lesson," I
informed her. A look of anticipation flashed across
her face.
"Do you want me to wear what?s on the bed, Mistress?"
Amanda asked.
"Yes," I said, putting my hands on her hips, "Not
only will you put them on, you will present yourself
to me wearing those pantyhose and sandals and nothing
else. When you?ve put them on, come to the next
room."
"Yes, Mistress," she responded.
With that, I turned and left the room, closing the
door behind me. I entered the room next door, into
what I euphemistically referred to as the play room.
It contained a throne like chair, similar to the one
in my private chamber, a full size bed with black
satin sheets and restraints on the corners and
headboard; a short concrete and steel pillar with
neck and wrist manacles on chains; a tall, gallows-
like structure with an inverted ?T? shape, with wrist
restraints hanging off the crook and leg stocks at
the bottom; a pillar attached to a base for tying a
subject up in varying positions; a padded chair with
moveable stirrups, ankle straps, and straps on the
arm rests; a stand-up pillory with holes for the head
and wrists; and a floor mounted pillory with stocks
at one end for the head and wrists and the other end
for the legs.
I sat down in the throne-chair and cast a spell of
clairvoyance. My mind?s eye went into the room next
door, where Amanda had stripped down to a pair of
little white bikini style panties. She was so
beautiful, with silky smooth skin and pert little
breasts, which stuck out as only those of a girl her
age can. My cock grew very hard once again. I shifted
my view all around the room, looking at her from
every angle I could. My view was behind her as she
removed her panties. Her teen ass was heart shaped
and perfect. I began to stroke my cock, and I shifted
my view in front of her and lower. She moved her
panties down to her knees, and let them fall around
her ankles. As she stepped out of them, I got a
glimpse of her shaved teen pussy.
She sat down on the bed and picked up the pantyhose.
My cock began to throb as she rolled up one leg of
the soft nylon, stuck a cute little foot in it, and
pulled the hose up to her knee. I had to stop
touching myself or else I would ejaculate; I already
had enough precum in my pantyhose as it was. It
continued to throb as Amanda rolled up the other leg
of the hose and put it on, stopping at the knee. I
was mesmerized as she stood up and worked the
pantyhose up her shapely thighs and up over her ass,
hips, and pussy. She turned and looked in the mirror,
posing and smoothing out the pantyhose. Good girl, I
thought.
Amanda sat back down on the bed and picked up the
sandals. She unbuckled them, slipped them on her feet
and strapped them on. She lay back on the bed and
stuck her sandaled feet and pantyhosed legs up in the
air. She reached between her legs and began stroking
her pussy through her pantyhose. Using my powers of
telepathy and empathy, I read her mind and felt her
emotions.
'Yes!' she thought. 'I will finally have the Power!'
The pleasure she was feeling was unbelievable. I had
to break the empathic contact or it would have sent
me over the edge. Even though we were both having
fun, I was ready for her. I implanted a subconscious
suggestion in her mind: Come to Me. She stopped
masturbating, got off the bed, and headed out the
door. I ended the clairvoyance and waited.
A few seconds later there was a timid knock at the
door. I employed my telekinetic powers to open the
door. There stood Amanda, beautiful in her pantyhose
and sandals. Her arms covered her breasts. "Come
forward," I commanded. She approached me, stopping
about 5 feet short. I saw a hint of apprehension in
her eyes. The door closed at my mental command. I
raised my hand toward the door and intoned the words
of a spell. A red aura formed around my hand and
around the door. The door was now magickally sealed
and only I could break the spell to open it.
I fixed my gaze on her. "Don?t be afraid. Lower your
arms for me."
Her arms fell slowly to her sides. Her breasts were
even lovelier than w hen I had seen them through the
eyes of my mind. I stood and walked up to her,
putting my hands on her pantyhosed hips. I bent my
head to hers and kissed her. I cupped my hands on her
pantyhose covered ass and pulled her up against me,
my pantyhose covered erection pushing up against her.
She put her arms around me and we began kissing
passionately again. I ran my hands all over her
pantyhosed legs and ass as she ground her hips into
me. I moved my lips to kiss her neck and I began to
turn her around slowly. Once her back was to me I
began to kiss and lick her right ear. I put my arms
around her, using one hand to fondle her pussy
through her pantyhose, and the other to fondle her
breasts and pinch her nipples. She moaned softly and
ground her ass against my straining cock. After a few
minutes, I released her from my embrace and took a
couple of steps back.
She turned around with a look of longing on her face.
"Please, Mistress Sandara," she entreated. "Give me
the Power."
"All in good time, my beautiful apprentice. You must
undergo your initiation now. I will make you mighty
and powerful, but first you must know what it is like
to be the exact opposite."
"I?m not sure I understand, Mistress," she responded.
"What you have seen is merely a tiny sample of my
power. Not only will you command mighty and powerful
magicks, but also highly developed and potent mental
powers. The greatest of all mind powers is mind
control." I reached out with my mind into hers. "My
mind is in your mind. You are under my power."
She tried to move but couldn?t. "I can?t move!" she
protested.
"That?s right." I smiled evilly. "You can only move
at my whim. Think what you could do with this kind of
power." Comprehension crossed her face as she
considered the possibilities.
"I understand now, Mistress," she said. "Teach me, do
with me what you will."
Manipulating her mind, I caused her to walk over to
the floor pillory with the double stocks. I used
telekinesis to remove the bolts holding the stocks
shut and open them. I willed her to get in it, going
down on her hands and knees, positioning her
pantyhosed legs into the back stocks and her head and
wrists into the front. I telekinetically closed the
stocks and put the bolts back in place. Her beautiful
pantyhose covered ass and pussy stuck up in the air
invitingly. When she was secure, I released my mental
control. She squirmed in the restraints but could not
get free.
"Stop that!" I shouted. She ceased her struggling.
"Now, tell me, Amanda, do you feel powerful?"
"No, mistress," she replied, with a touch of fear in
her voice.
"Good," I cooed. "That?s the intention." I rubbed my
hands all over her pantyhosed ass. She began to
relax. Now begins the next part of your initiation, I
thought. I suddenly smacked her ass with my hand.
"OWWW!" she yelped. "That hurts, Mistress!"
"Keep quiet!" I demanded. I continued spanking her,
my hand going WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! against her little
pantyhosed ass. She moaned with each smack. I stopped
spanking her and ran the edge of my hand against her
nylon covered pussy. She moaned again, this time with
pleasure. I alternated spanking with stroking her
pussy, all the while talking dirty to her. "You love
this, don?t you?"
"Yes, Mistress," she gasped between ecstatic moans.
"You sure let me have my way with you easily. You?re
a little slut, aren?t you?"
"Yes, Mistress, I?m a little slut!"
"You little bitch!" I berated. "You?ll spread your
legs and let anybody fuck you, won?t you?"
"No, Mistress!" she insisted. "I?m yours to command,
that includes my pussy. I promise I won?t fuck anyone
else!"
I stopped the spanking and stroking. I read her mind;
she was telling the truth. "Good girl." I cast a
spell that made my cock fall out of my pantyhose
without tearing them. I took it in my hand and
smacked it against her pantyhosed ass. 'Do you want
your Mistress to put her cock in your pussy?"
"Yes, Mistress," she replied breathlessly.
"Pleeeease."
I straddled the pillory and positioned my cock at the
entrance to her cunt. I cast a spell to let my cock
pass through her pantyhose crotch without tearing,
and I slid my cock slowly into her. She moaned as I
inched my way into her. It turned out she wasn?t
lying when she told me she had never had sex, as her
hymen blocked my way. I thrusted hard and ruptured
it. Amanda yelped in pain as I popped her cherry but
began to feel pleasure again as I entered all the way
into her. I started to fuck her slowly, and she
moaned with each thrust of my cock. Her tight pussy
massaged my cock; the sensations were incredible. I
increased the speed of my fucking, and she responded
with more moaning and a breathy "Ohhhh, yesssss...
ohhh, yesssss." I reached under my cock and fingered
her clit with my fingers. This sent Amanda over the
edge and her whole body shook with an intense climax.
I continued to fuck her and fondle her clit. By this
time I was thrusting really hard, the base of my cock
and my balls smacking against her with each thrust.
It wasn?t long before I was ready to come and fulfill
my pledge to her. "Are you ready for the Power, my
beautiful sorceress?"
"Yesssss," she moaned. "Fill me with power."
I recited an ancient incantation from a culture that
predated even the Sumerians, one that gave incredible
powers of magick and mind to one who engages in and
completes an act of sexual intercourse with the
caster. I felt the pressure in my cock and balls
build as I cast the spell. As I pronounced the final
word of power, I ejaculated, shooting wave after wave
of hot cum and power into her little pussy. My body
tensed as I flooded her with my jism.
Amanda felt me spray my juice into her body, but she
also felt something else. A warm feeling, like a
globe of energy within her, formed in her womb and
moved up her spine. She felt it creep up, up, up,
until it reached her brain, exploding its energy in
her mind. The world around her faded to whiteness and
she experienced the most intense orgasm she had ever
felt in her young life. She felt energy course
through her whole body, empowering her, transforming
her...
Amanda regained her senses and saw me sitting on the
edge of the bed. She was still bound, but she felt
the power burn in her brain and in her pussy.
"Mistress," she asked softly, "Please release me."
I looked at her and said, "Release yourself. You have
the power now." "Ok." She remembered that there were
bolts holding the stocks that imprisoned her in
place. She reached out with her mind with the thought
of moving the bolts, and slowly they moved until they
fell out of their positions. She then telekinetically
lifted the stocks and stood up. A look of sheer bliss
crossed her face. "I have the Power now! I can do
anything!" She ran to me and sat in my lap and we
hugged for a long time. "I love you, Mistress. Thank
you for fulfilling my greatest wish."
I kissed her cheek. "I love you, too, Amanda. I will
teach you how to use the Power, and together we will
love each other, work our spells, and increase our
power."
She whispered in my ear, "Will you fuck me again,
Mistress?"
I smiled. "Yes, but let me show you a fun way to do
it. Stand up." We stood, and I snapped my fingers. My
dress vanished, leaving me clad only in my suntan
pantyhose and black high heel sandals. I told her
about a spell that gave its caster the ability to
fly. We held hands and chanted the spell. After the
third intonation of the spell we began to float. The
more we repeated the spell the higher we flew. Now we
were six feet in the air and flying around the room.
Amanda smiled and giggled with delight as she turned
and banked around the room, arms spread as though
they were wings.
I stopped in midair above the bed. "Come over here,"
I called to her. She sailed my direction and I caught
her in my arms. We kissed, I spread her pantyhosed
legs, and penetrated her cunt through our pantyhose
with my magick again. The feeling of us rubbing our
nyloned legs together as we fucked was unbelievable.
She wrapped her legs around me and ground her
sandaled heels into my pantyhosed ass. That
sensation, along with the rubbing of nylon against
nylon and fucking while floating in mid-air turned me
on no end. Mere seconds after that, we experienced an
amazing simultaneous orgasm.
After a few minutes of afterglow Amanda inquired,
"Errrr... how do we get down, Mistress?"
"Simple," I replied, "Repeat with me... Down...
Down... Down..." She recited it with me and we slowly
drifted down until we were lying on the bed. She
smiled. "That was unbelievable." We kissed again. She
glanced at her watch. "Oh my, goodness! I need to get
home! My mom?s waiting for me, and I?ve only got 5
minutes to be there!"
I got up off her and helped her up. "Not to worry." I
pointed at her and discharged a simple magick. She
once again had her baby tee and short skirt on, and
her backpack was slung over her right shoulder. She
still had on the pantyhose and sandals I had given
her to wear.
"What was that?" Amanda asked.
"A Wardrobe spell," I replied with a smile.
"Experiment with it, I?m sure you?ll like it."
A flash of inspiration crossed her face. "I know how
I?ll get home now! But I?ll be back tomorrow to learn
from you, my Mistress."
I smiled knowingly. "I knew you would." I walked over
to her and kissed her. "I love you, and I?ll see you
tomorrow."
She looked up at me and smiled. "I love you, too. See
you tomorrow." I released her and stepped back. She
closed her eyes, put her index fingers to her temples
and began tapping her sandals together. "There?s no
place like home... There?s no place like home...
There?s no place like home." After the third
incantation, she vanished in a puff of smoke. I
couldn?t help but smile and laugh a little. I had
chosen her well, and she had chosen me well. I
conjured a short silky black robe around me and went
downstairs to conjure dinner and relax, already
anticipating what tomorrow might bring.
The End
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