This was not the way someone enslaved to Nyssa should act. None of the others did. Even when Cassie was taken, she gave into her fantasy willingly. It...was not until she was stopped and the Darkness released her that she felt remorse. And even then she had told Melinda she would do it again if she had the chance.But Heather was different.This was not her desire. She had not had any sexual lust for her little sister until after the House. Something had changed her, and her mind had been trying to. The girls left the RA's room once it seemed that both of their newest victims were well under control. Emily already showed telltale signs of transformation, her breasts swelling, her body taking on an unnatural glow of beauty. Even more useful, the mousey redhead now seemed entirely under the thrall of Lindsay, her sire. Both of them were locked in a coital spiral of pleasure like long-time lovers. Felicia, meanwhile, was nothing more than a crumpled, twitching mass on the tile floor. Whatever. I first thought of doing a LIGHT eyeball poke on one of them, but decided that it'd be better to 'slap' one of them on an ear instead, using NP of course, but pretending to move my hand as if doing so for real. The eyeball poke would be completely safe for my target, as I could control my NP force very accurately. Even if my target leaned forward at the same time, it made no difference. If I used a 0.5 pound push, for example, and he leaned forward, he'd simply push my NP-fingertip away, except. He then confessed that he also had sniffed his own Mums dirty panties while wanking off over the years but he always got harder and more aroused when he used to sniff his own younger sisters worn panties.I then got up and went into the bathroom and got a pair of his mums dirty panties from the hamper.I brought them back and placed her gusset over her sons mouth and nose and told him to sniff his own mothers dirty panties he did and told me how fucking dirty and smelly they were.He leaned.