In the dark of night, under the New Moon’s faint glow, a desperate girl’s trembling whispers called to me. “Lilith, dark mistress, help me, give me strength,” her voice quivered. Intrigued, I materialized in front of her, my raven hair flowing, my creamy skin glowing in the moonlight.
She told me of two boys who tormented her, calling her names since she refused to give away her innocence to their dirty hands. I could relate to her plight. Virginity was a gift, not a shame. These brats needed to be taught a lesson.
We devised a plan – a taste of their own medicine. She’d tease them until they chased her to a remote locker room. That’s when I’d appear, beautiful yet terrifying. I’d strip those puny little bullies naked, revealing their pathetic excuses for cocks. They’d ridicule each other’s tiny dicks while I controlled their minds.
Under my spell, they’d worship each other’s bodies, forced into bisexual acts. Kissing, licking, sucking. Moaning and begging for more as I made them my puppets. The poor girl watched, wide-eyed as I made them humiliate themselves for her amusement. When they were spent, I warned them – leave her alone or everyone would see this video. They agreed, tails between their legs. Chastised and broken.
I turned to my new pet, a smile on my luscious lips. “You have the power now, dear. Next time, call my name. I’ll always come for an innocent like you.” She thanked me tearfully and I vanished, leaving her to her new life, free of fear. Another young woman empowered by Mistress Lilith and her sapphic mind control.
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