"Anywhere you want to go sweetie. I'm in your spell."Through the harsh light of the lantern, I lead her to the bed and sat down. She walked back to th... wall and put the lantern on the floor behind the chair so the light would reflect up the wall and across the ceiling. Then she joined me on the bed."I feel like I'm a k** again." Jan kissed me on the ear, the neck, and then a lingering soft kiss on the lips."I know. I was just thinking about that. It's been 35 years, but it feels like just. It’s not like I have ever kept them secret…“You need but say a word, mortal, and you will be made our champion to bring the treacherous Light to heel. You will become a monstrosity without equal, to despoil their cities, rape their women, and defile their saints. All this and more shall be given." the voice continued.Bring the light to heel? Monstrosity without equal? This sounded too good to be true.I tried to speak, but I had no mouth and no voice. In fact, I didn’t have a body at all. But. Perhaps a story about a rebellious slave who dominates other slaves, only to be caught by a Mistress. Or Master. That would be quite popular with BDSM clubs… ~~~~~I stood at center stage, hit by the spotlights, bullwhip in my hand, legs spread wide, leather slave collar around my neck, glaring down at the three slaves around me. I was naked but for my costume slave collar and knee-high, black boots. My skin had been oiled to show off my body.Everything had been scripted, and everything properly. Following the trail of baby oil I slowly smoothed my hands down over my rib cage, then further over my quivering tummy. As I reached my hips I opened my legs wide, feeling the cool air wash over my wet pussy. Running my finger tips up the inside of my soft silky thighs my hips arched as my fingers reached that sweet meeting point between my legs. I softly ran my right middle finger over the edges of my swollen pussy lips, so softly at first I could barely feel it. It almost tickled, but it.