Message-ID: <36847asstr$1024485003@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: "JR Parz" X-Original-Message-ID: X-OriginalArrivalTime: 18 Jun 2002 22:25:58.0651 (UTC) FILETIME=[1EB2B4B0:01C21717] X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Tue, 18 Jun 2002 18:25:58 -0400 Subject: {ASSM} Cassandra - Vampire by JRParz, 2of8{MC,Mdom,oral,MF,F-solo,FF,MF,1st} Date: Wed, 19 Jun 2002 07:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, IceAltar JR Parz Mind Control Stories Website: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/JR_Parz/www/Index.htm _________________________________________________________________ Join the world's largest e-mail service with MSN Hotmail. http://www.hotmail.com <1st attachment, "Cassandra Vampiress 2.txt" begin> Cassandra - Vampiress Chapter Two: The Awakening By JR Parz I. The Agency sent a team of representatives, which included three teenage models and guardianship of Cassandra was transferred accordingly. She was reluctant at first, but thanks to the other models she quickly forged new friendships and she settled right into her new life. One girl by the name of Tricia Lane was her age and they became inseparable. By the time they were seventeen years old they had made it to the big time and began traveling around as supermodel. It was on Cassandra's 18th Birthday that her life changed... forever. II. Tricia Lane was on her way back to her room from a shoot when she walked straight into one of the most gorgeous 'hunks' she'd ever seen. She stammered an apology and blushed from walking into him, finding herself reacting in a way that others usually towards her! Then to further complicate matters she saw that he was getting on the same elevator as she was and she couldn't resist stealing glances at him. She was shocked at how nervous and excited she felt... finding him utterly irresistible. Finding herself so taken with him, she didn't even realize that he was blatantly looking her up and down as if he were appraising her. When she did notice... she gasped. 'How dare him!' She thought, acting as if she were merely an object on display. But as she thought this, she was finding an ever-increasing arousal from being near him. Then he made eye contact with her and she blushed. She needed to get out of the elevator and back to her room but when the door opened, she just stood there, staring at him. She couldn't look away. "Would you like to come to my room?" She asked him, propositioning him like a whore might... shocked and confused that she would offer such a thing. She had lost her virginity when she was fourteen... the hazards of having a woman's body at such a young age. But ever since, she could count her sexual experiences on one hand and this was very out of character for her. What even made it worse was the man's silent response. She remembered how often she complained to Cassandra that modeling was ruining any chance at having a love life but what was happening at the moment wasn't the answer. She wanted to tell the man that she was sorry and had changed her mind but when she tried... the words wouldn't come. She led the man back to her room and without the slightest hesitation, invited him in. Then she walked to the middle of her living room and turned around to look at him. He nodded his head at her and she felt a sudden compulsion to strip. 'What am I doing?' She asked herself, stepping out of her dress. 'How was this possible?' She quickly unsnapped her bra and slid her panties down... now stood there standing naked and at attention. She was so 'wet' at this point that she could feel her juices leaking down the insides of her thighs. With stunned amazement, she realized that this man had complete power over her and she was powerless to stop him. She also felt a sweet weak feeling in her new submissiveness. She wanted to say something or do something but he just gazed at her. It was almost like she was a prized mare in a horse show, and he was inspecting her. The thought should have upset her but instead she found herself turning around for him... offering a view of her shapely buttocks. This she believed was her finest asset and she felt proud to show it off. When she finished her pirouette, she looked at him expectantly... then dropped down to her knees in submission. With every step he took closer to her, she licked her lips in thirsty anticipation... and when he was close enough, she found her hands reaching for the zipper of his pants. She'd never given 'head' before... but now she wanted to 'suck' this man more strongly than she ever wanted anything before in her life. It didn't matter that she was behaved this way... what mattered was what lay between his legs. She pulled his zipper down and pulled out the largest cock she'd ever seen. It was thick and had to reach ten inches. She licked up one side of its shaft and then down the other... before covering his knob with her mouth. While she caressed and sucked and slurped all along his hardened shaft, she felt an urge to slip a hand down to her soaked pussy... but something prevented her and instead she continued to suck and make slurping sounds as her mouth and tongue lavished his tool with a hungry passion. When he finally shot a thick stream of cum deep down her throat, Tricia licked and swallowed every drop. The ice cold taste of his cum didn't once surprise her. Tricia wasn't sure what had happened or how much time had elapsed but she was still down on her knees with her head bowed. She desperately tried to make some sense of what had just happened. She could hear the man zip up his pants and then she lifted up her head at some unspoken command. "You're very lovely Tricia...but then again models are, aren't they?" Tricia wanted to reply and ask what had just happened... say thank you for his compliment... anything... but her mouth wouldn't form the words and she just kneeled there and stared. "You make take comfort in knowing we'll meet again. You will also remember our time together here but be unable to tell anyone. Every time you remember sucking me you will feel an intense desire to do it again. The thought of my cock inside your mouth will kiss your pussy with a promise of more." Tricia's head wasn't allowed to move, so she couldn't follow the man's movement as he disappeared out of her sight. Seconds later she heard the door open... then close and knew now that he had departed. Tricia wasn't sure how long she stayed kneeling on the carpet floor but when she found she could move again, she started to cry. How could she have allowed what had just happened? Nothing made sense to her but instead of getting up to cover herself...or go to bed...or go in the shower, she thrust two fingers deep inside her very wet pussy and screamed out with an orgasm. Tricia came and masturbating and came as her fingers moved in and out of her. Tricia cried out again with another orgasm and then again...and again. ***** Tricia woke up on the floor. Slowly and with pain, she rose off the floor and made her way to her bed. She smelled like sex and her thoughts went back to the fellatio she performed...with it there was a desire to do it again. 'Who was he?' she asked herself. 'He must have been some sort of hypnotist.' 'He must have hypnotized me in the elevator.' Tricia remembered how one minute she smiled at him and the next minute she wanted him to fuck her. Tricia was getting horny again and again felt the need to masturbate. It was as if there was an internal fire that had been lit deep inside of her pussy and no matter what she did, she couldn't put it out. 'What has he done to me?' she asked herself. The next day, Tricia walked around in both a daze and extremely horny. She couldn't help herself as vivid images of her act played inside in her mind. Tricia wanted desperately to tell Cassandra but as much as she wanted to, and in three different attempts she tried, she found she couldn't. Tricia had to handle the last minute details of Cassandra's 18th Birthday party and wondered all the while when she'd see him again. Tricia tried staying up late as she pranced around her room naked...but the second her head hit the pillow she fell into a very deep sleep. *** Damien stood quietly watching the naked girl toss and turn in her sleep. Sexual desire was without a doubt the strongest human emotion known and Damien would forever use this emotion to play with all his lovely females. Tricia was young and beautiful, pretty much like all the girls he played with, and tonight he decided to enslave her. Damien looked at Tricia's tits and thought they could be bigger. Why models insisted on small breasts was beyond him. Damien decided that he would give her a burning desire to get a boob job. Damien looked at Tricia's hair and decided she looked good in her short dark 'page boy' fashion. Damien was pleased and willed her awake. "Who...who are you?" Tricia asked...looking up at him. "Hi beautiful, did you miss me?" Damien asked ignoring her question. Damien let his eyes roam down Tricia's nudity and grinned...sending waves of desire deep inside the girl. Tricia moaned and started to thrash around...supernaturally in the grips of arousal she couldn't control. Damien could smell her arousal and reached down to scoop up some of her nectar and then brought it up to his mouth for a taste. 'Not bad' he thought...but he'd like it much better when she was menstruating. While Damien licked up the rest of Tricia's cum from his fingers, he scanned her mind with only half interest...but then stopped suddenly when he saw her. A girl named Cassandra Seavers would be celebrating her 18th Birthday tomorrow night and Damien was stunned at the girl's beauty. "Cassandra... is she your friend?" "Yes...I'm her best friend." "I think maybe I'd like to go to this party you are throwing her... how about I be your date." "Yes!" Tricia squealed. Damien continued to pick at Tricia's mind, learning all about this female beauty named Cassandra. The girl was breath taking and for the very first time in close to a century, Damien was feeling...desire. Originally, Damien had planned on having a couple of nights with this lovely model and that was basically it. Through mind control, he could will her to do or act anyway he so chose and other than planting the desire for Tricia to get breast enlargements inside her subconscious, he hadn't planned on anything else. Damien would allow Tricia a vague memory of her experience but not enough to ruin her life. Anytime he returned though, the girls he left in this state would find themselves aroused all over again. Now, however, this all changed. Damien continued to peak inside Tricia's mind as he carefully shuffled through the times they had together and stopped suddenly when he caught a picture of Cassandra sitting naked in front of her vanity mirror. Damien could tell that Tricia was aroused from this scene and this made him smile. Tricia would also have a chance to taste from Cassandra...it was the least he could do. Damien used his mind to push the very lust he was feeling for Cassandra straight into Tricia and chucked when she saw the girl suddenly clutch her groin. Tricia groaned while he mentally allowed her fingers to ease her desire. Tricia was panting hard now as she pleasured herself while Damien slowly stripped out of his own clothes. By the time he climbed on the bed and in-between her legs, her pussy was swollen with need. Damien then entered all ten inches of himself deep inside of her and Tricia cried out with an orgasm. Several more thrusts later and she climaxed again...and by the time he brought her to orgasm one more time, she had feinted during the throes. Damien drew his cock out of Tricia's pussy and then angled her lovely neck to his lips. Using his fangs he punctured small holes inside her skin and quickly took two long gulps of her rich human blood. Just as quick he used his power to heal her wound and other than a slight red blemish there wouldn't be a mark on her. Tricia was his slave now and she would prove pivotal in his plans. Mind control took effort and concentration and the subject couldn't be controlled over great distances, but once he drank from a girl she would become his pleasure slave. He could control her from across the ocean if he so chose. Tricia's body would cry for his lips, his caress, and above all his cock and although she would appear perfectly normal to the public and very much herself inside her mind, she wouldn't be able to disobey any command he gave her. *** When Tricia woke up, she felt an all-new hunger for Damien Nightshade and with that thought came the question of how she knew his name? All she wanted, all she desired, all she craved was this immortal being named Damien and the intensity of these new feelings overwhelmed her. Tricia called out. "Damien... please...where are you?" With as much time as it took a human to blink, Damien was beside her and brought his palm up to caress her. She could feel him inside her mind and she welcomed it...instructing her to calm down. Then proceeded to telepathically explain her new role in life. II. Tricia came to the party with her arm draped around an absolute hunk of a man. He was tall, dark and mysterious and quickly had the other models buzzing. Cassandra was shocked at first because Tricia had just complained to her the other night that she didn't have time to date...and here she was with the best looking man at the party. Cassandra did have to admit that they looked good together but deep down she thought that Damien and she would look even better together. *** "Cassandra, I'd like you to meet my date, Damien Nightshade." Damien extended his hand while Cassandra did the same and as their hands touched Damien locked her in his gaze. He only needed a mere second to establish control and once this was accomplished he could push her mind...her very actions ...her every desire... in any direction he so chose. A quick scan told him that Cassandra was not only innocent looking and by far the most loveliest female creature he's seen in not one but several, centuries, it also confirmed his suspicion that Cassandra had never experienced a man before. Starting right now, Cassandra was going to feel the way a girl of her beauty should feel every waking moment of her life. *** Cassandra felt a shiver of desire shoot straight up her arm as her hand made contact with Damien's hand and gasped at the intensity of it. How could the mere touch elicit such feelings inside of her? Cassandra couldn't believe it but there was no denying what it was as every symptom flooded her. Her breasts pitched forward... her breathing quickened... and she could feel a dampness inside the crotch area of her panties. When Damien finally released her hand, the intensity of her arousal dissipated...but not completely. Cassandra glanced at Tricia hoping that her best friend hadn't noticed the affect her date was having on her and was surprised to find Tricia smiling at her instead. Tricia had either expected her reaction or maybe she thought it was perfectly natural. Cassandra managed to excuse herself and make her rounds talking with the other guests. She did everything in her power to avoid the man and hoped that Tricia wouldn't be offended. Cassandra acted like the gracious guest of honor but something had been brewing inside of her that she found herself unable to fight. Need... need greater than anything she'd ever fathomed possible had consumed her and for the first time in her life, Cassandra knew what it was like to sexually desire another. Now she knew what the other models meant when they talked about sexual arousal...and its affect on a woman's body. Cassandra couldn't resist the temptation to steal glances at Damien and with each glance she stole it seemed her desire for him went up a notch. With the way she was feeling right now, she wanted to tear-off her dress and beg him to ravish her! How could this be happening? The mere sight of him had soaked her panties! It didn't take more than a few moments later when Cassandra finally couldn't take it anymore and rushed to the bathroom. She locked the door and quickly stripped out of her dress. She pulled down her panties and finally unsnapped her 38D-cup bra and let it fall to the floor. Every inch of her was erotically charged and as she brushed her fingertips against her enlarged nipples, she cried out at their sensitivity. Cassandra cupped her ample breasts and then squeezed her nipples...she gasped at the sensation this elicited and knew that she needed to cum. She was panting now as she stuck two fingers deep inside of her vagina...this sparked a powerful climax and when Cassandra pulled her hand away it was soaked with cum. She flashed back to a fantasy she had about a dark mysterious man who would some day sweep her off her feet...but this was ridiculous. Cassandra again inserted two fingers into her wet hole and this time used her thumb to brush against her clit...the next orgasm was even more intense. Cassandra felt like crying. There was no denying it...she wanted him. She wanted Damien to make love to her...no...that wasn't right. She wanted Damien to fuck her pussy until she passed out and the mere thought of his big dick ramming in and out of her made her fingering all the more intense, bringing her to her third and final orgasm! Cassandra must have passed out because the next thing she knew there was someone knocking at the door when her eyes fluttered open. She was sitting on the commode, her legs spread out, and three of her fingers were still buried deep inside of her. Her cum dribbled out the second she slid her fingers out and she grabbed for a wash cloth. She remembered her brief experience with Nicole three years ago and giggled when she thought how that was nothing compared to this. When Cassandra heard a second knock, she had her bra and panties back on and was in the middle of slipping back on her dress. She smelled of sex and there was nothing she could do about it. Now she understood what people were talking about when they said; 'that girl reeks of sex'. She felt like a female dog in heat. By the time she exited the bathroom, she was feeling aroused all over again. How could a complete stranger, armed with nothing more than a handshake, have this type of effect on her? As she passed a couple of the older models in the hallway, they gave her a funny look. Cassandra imagined that they could smell her and blushed in embarrassment. What Cassandra didn't know was that the girls did actually smell her and wondered whom the lucky guy or girl was. Cassandra not only smelled of sex, her whole body was flush and she looked as if she'd just been willingly raped. When Cassandra went back to the living room, she found out that Tricia and Damien had already left the party. She leaned her back against the wall with a sigh of relief...mingled with disappointment. Cassandra wondered if she would ever see him again. IV. Damien and Tricia went straight from the party to Cassandra's hotel room and when they arrived, Tricia was feeling horny again. Damien told her that she was going to experience Cassandra's charms firsthand and Tricia could hardly contain herself. She was no longer subject to her old inhibitions and she stripped naked and kneeled before her master. Damien merely patted her head as he waited for Cassandra to return to her hotel room. *** Damien looked down at his new sex slave and elevated her arousal with a simple gaze. Tricia gasped, squeezing her thighs together as tight as she could. He mentally instructed her to tighten her pussy muscles, which helped her achieve her second orgasm. *** Cassandra's sexual arousal was making it hard for her to stay at her own party, so, she apologized to everyone and made the excuse she was feeling ill and needed to call it a night. She returned to her hotel room and was startled to find Damien sitting on the couch, with her best friend Tricia kneeling in front of him. At first she thought she might be giving him a blow job but could see now that she was merely kneeling in a submissive position before the man. "Hi Cassandra, did you enjoy the party?". "Yes... NO! I..." The mere sight of Damien elicited the memories of her masturbation and the image of her fingers going in and out of her vagina was making her horny all over again. Damien smiled at her as if he'd known somehow what she was thinking and said. "Turning eighteen can be a traumatic experience...especially when a young beautiful woman is awakened down under." Cassandra blushed at his words. "Why are you here?" she asked and then looked down at Tricia. "Tricia... what has he done to you?" "Permission to speak freely." Tricia asked Damien. Cassandra saw Damien shake his head with permission. What the hell was going on? "Damien wanted to give you your birthday gift personally, and he invited me to help him." Tricia replied with a smile...and then stood up. Cassandra was feeling hornier with every second that went by and now that she stood in front of the man responsible for her condition, she wasn't sure what to do. Arousal like she'd never experienced before flooding every pore in her body and it no longer mattered to her that Tricia stood there stark naked beside her. Then in an act that both shocked her and excited her, Tricia made a pass at her by placing her hand in back of her neck like a lover might do. Cassandra remembered how Nicole had seduced her and Tricia's touch resurfaced everything. She had seen Tricia naked on countless occasions, as like the other models, and never once reacted to it like she had with Nicole. She'd been relieved that she wasn't gay but now her body was alive with arousal. As Tricia moved her naked body up against her...she couldn't deny what her body wanted her...but if she gave in now her life would change. "It's really late... we have to get some re..." Cassandra stopped talking in mid sentence. Not voluntarily, but because for some reason she wasn't aware of, her vocal chords simply stopped working. Damien stood up from the couch and walked up in front of her. Tricia went around to the back of her. Not only couldn't Cassandra talk, but she also couldn't move...and the only thing she could do at this point was feel. Cassandra could feel that her panties were soaked. In one motion, Damien used both hands to tear open the front of her dress...and then let it fall in a heap by her feet. Cassandra then gasped when he did the same to her bra, springing free her generous breasts. Cassandra's whole body was shaking with need and she knew she must look like an animal in heat. Slowly Damien began caressing her tits and all along the slopes of her highly excited body. Cassandra was caught up in a passion that she could neither deny nor resist, and moaned in pleasure. Then she felt Tricia spread her ass cheeks apart and cried out when Tricia's tongue entered her asshole. Pleasure cascaded over her like a river. Cassandra's entire body throbbed with lust and she desperately wanted to be fucked! It didn't matter whom...she just needed it! More than anything in her life, she wanted this man to fuck her. More than anything in her life, she wanted Tricia to eat her out. The realization no longer bothered her and she cried out when Damien thrust his hand between her legs. She gasped, moaned, and screamed, just now realizing that she could talk again...but instead of yelling 'stop' she screamed for them to 'fuck her' where she stood. Only a small part of Cassandra knew that she should feel embarrassed for the way she and Tricia were acting but intense sexual desire swallowed-up all these feelings. Damien picked her up as if she were weightless and carried her into her bedroom. Damien then placed her on her bed while she squirmed on top of her sheets in anticipation. Moments later, Tricia joined her and as if they were responding to some unspoken commands, they crushed their teenage bodies up hard against each other and pinched, squeezed, caressed, and kissed every inch of each other before descending down to lick and lap at one another. *** Damien had already stripped and was stroking his own ten inches while he watched this very erotic sight play out before him. These two beauties were meant for each other and rutted together like long lost lovers. He was amused when he thought how innocent these girls were prior to his corruption. As he continued to enjoy the show of Cassandra and Tricia going down on each other, he couldn't help do something he hadn't needed to do in such a long time. All three of them came to a shattering climax. Damien found himself dazing for a few moments before looking down at the sleeping beauties. When passion was ignited by the supernatural, these mortal girls had a habit of passing out during the throes of an orgasm. He glanced at his slave Tricia and sent her spiraling down deeper into a controlled sleep. Damien didn't want his lovely slave to wake up during Cassandra's initiation. *** Cassandra woke to see Damien naked before her. Her mouth was full of Tricia's cum and she licked her lips savoring the taste. Now she was aching to fill her mouth with Damien's cum. Cassandra glanced over at Tricia and saw that she was still asleep while Damien moved his body in-between her legs, and wrapped his hands around her thighs. As much passion as there was wracking her body, Cassandra was a bit frightened to think that his huge dick could actually fit inside her virgin pussy...but when she felt Damien exert his will on her to spread them she quickly complied. "Damien, I'm a virgin. Please...please be gentle with me." Cassandra asked with trepidation. She again glanced at Tricia and smiled at how close and pretty her lovely face was to her. Then she glanced back at Damien, who was now descending his lips over her pussy. Thanks to Tricia's licking moments before, she knew she was very wet down there. Damien quickly thrust his tongue against her lips, stabbing his tongue in and out of her cream filled pussy. Cassandra again found her body thrashing around as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Damien then guided his cock into her, inserting his member deep inside of her creamy pussy...and Cassandra screamed out when she felt her hymen break and Damien begin his pounding. Cassandra felt a most glorious sexual high and begged Damien. "Please Damien, harder, fuck me harder," forgetting her previous request for him to be gentle with her. Damien was relentless as he shoved his cock deeper and deeper down the depths of her hot pussy. Cassandra finally screamed out as loud as she could when another orgasm rocked her entire being...and she passed out. V. While Cassandra slept, Damien lapped up her virgin blood from her pussy...making sure to get every last drop. Vampires who drank from a girl's neck turned the girl into a sex slave. Vampires, who drank blood from a newly deflowered pussy, initiated the girl into his special circle. In addition, Cassandra would also hunger for sex. 'We're half way there Cassandra' smiled Damien as he licked up the last of it. Cassandra would remain mortal until Damien let her drink from him but in the mean time, she would do as she was told as an initiate. Damien lifted himself up off the bed and then gazed back down at Cassandra. She was absolutely breathtakingly but he wouldn't convert her until she turned twenty-one... then she would become his immortal bride. Until then, Cassandra would be his lover. Damien glanced over at Tricia. Tricia was now his willing slave, and would do his bidding. This would make it easier for Cassandra, because only his slaves could slake her arousal during his absences. He focused on Tricia and exerted his will. 'You are to be Cassandra's lover and service her every need. You will pleasure her and she will pleasure you. You need each other and love each other very much.' Damien turned to Cassandra for one more glance and then blew her a kiss while using his will to send a rush of warmth straight to her pleasure points. Cassandra stirred and unconsciously moved her hands down to her groin. One of her fingers slipped inside of her...Cassandra moaned. It took some effort, but Damien left the two sleeping beauties on the bed and left. VI. Cassandra woke first and looked down at herself. She felt different. She looked different. She felt sexier...healthier. Her tits felt firmer...fuller. She squeezed them hard and rubbed them while relishing the pleasure she felt because of her ministrations. Only yesterday she had rubbed them like this and felt nothing more than the sensation of rubbing. Now, she rubbed them and she felt jolts of sensual pleasure. She turned to her left and looked at Tricia. She was stunning and the remembrance of last night made her horny...and happy. Cassandra leaned over and kissed Tricia on the lips. Upon contact, the girl's mouth opened up allowing Cassandra to sneak her tongue in. Tricia opened her eyes in pleasure and both girls slowly made love, relishing the feelings each of them provoked. After several orgasms later, Tricia got up to take a shower... Cassandra knew if they showered together, that they'd be in there for a couple of hours, so she purposely lay on the bed waiting her turn. While waiting Cassandra reached down to touch herself, noting the soreness between her legs, but instead of feeling pain... she felt pleasure. Cassandra couldn't stop thinking about how incredible it all was last night and Damien deflowered her. They fucked until she passed out and she was no longer a virgin. When Tricia was done, Cassandra giggled as she pranced by her to take her shower...that was when she saw the note on her vanity...it was from Damien. 'Hope you enjoyed your birthday present! Love, Damien'. Cassandra remembered the fear she felt when Tricia had said that Damien wanted to give her a birthday present personally, and how she'd been invited to assist with it. It was the best present she'd ever received in her life! When Cassandra came out from taking her shower, she saw that Tricia was already dressed. "I'll see you later...lover." Tricia whispered. Cassandra knew she had a shoot this morning and smiled. Then they kissed, hugged and cupped each other's ass cheeks...while grinding together their groins. The act sent them both a bolt of pleasure. Cassandra finally broke it off, and Tricia reluctantly left. Later on that afternoon, while Cassandra lay naked on the couch in her living room relaxing, her mind continued to be filled with Damien. Was this love? Why didn't she react to sharing Damien with Tricia? Why didn't Tricia react? Cassandra never in her wildest dreams believed in the supernatural, but she wondered now if they were under some sort of spell. Cassandra didn't care. She was sexually alive now and she never wanted to lose this feeling. Cassandra loved being naked now and basked in the constant state of arousal she was in. Strangely she knew that she wouldn't be seeing Damien until tonight and wished Tricia would hurry back from her shoot. Wait, how did she know that she wouldn't see Damien until tonight? She just knew... and her mind accepted it. Her thought went back to Tricia and the she wondered why she accepted her new relationship with her when she didn't accept them with Nicole. It simply didn't bother her that she was making it with another girl...as long as it was Tricia. Cassandra walked to her bedroom and tried to ignore the stirrings she felt inside her pussy. Tricia would be here soon. The End of Chapter Two! 1 10 <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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