Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic (Closed to the lovely Pwyakit)

[Pywakit]

Raven

Raven smiled as she saw her newest plaything, her newest pet, come through the door and stand before her. She stretched, allowing him to get a good look at her body, before she leaned forward onto her belly and propped up her chin in her hands, kicking her feet idly in the air.

"Go ahead and set all that information down on the nightstand there, Donny," she said. "We can go over all of that later. But first, you've done quite well. Why don't you undress for me... and while you do, tell me what it is you'd like me to do to you... or what you'd like to do to me... as your reward."

 

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His eyes glazed thinking of a reward, thinking of powering into her and rutting her like animals in heat, of showering her in his seed. But his mouth stayed silent. Donny's hands worked quickly taking off the pressed white shirt and tie, removing the crisp suit pants and folding them over a chair. His socks and boxers followed until he was nude entirely. Approaching the bed he left the folder on the nightstand as she asked, and paused.

"Mistress, as unworthy a servant as I am, I desire you greatly. I wish to feel your mouth and body across mine again." He shook his head some small vestige of his control coming back and it seeped into his voice. "I want you to suck my cock, and after I want to pound your little ass and cunt until your nails rip my sheets, then I'm gonna douse you in my Spunk." The words flew out of his mouth dirtier harder with a tone of little respect and more of pure lust. HIs shaft hardened considerably as he thought about everything he wanted to do to her. Finally he finished with a simple word, his tone returned a question rather than a statement then.

"Mistress."

 

[Pywakit]

Raven

Raven smiled at him, amused at the way his aggression bubbled to the surface, a clear indication that their one encounter so far had not fully conditioned him to be subservient to her will. On one level, Raven almost considered leaving him this way, of putting Donny on a "sexual diet" so that he'd stay just enthralled enough so that his attitude would periodically surface. It was so cute! But no, best to finish the job off and keep him fully in control, especially considering how important he was going to become for her plans.

"You're quite impressive," she said, her eyes darting down to his manhood and lingering there. She slid up further along the bed until her arms hung over the edge, then rolled back over onto her back. Now her head hung over the edge of the bed, her long dark hair cascading down to pool on the floor as her breasts came into view, her cleavage on full display.

"So why don't you come on over here and let me work my mouth over you, hmm?" she asked and then opened her mouth, running her tongue along her lips and wetting them in anticipation of what was to come.

 

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He could see her tongue follow over her ruby lips, tracing in anticipation the act to come. Which was curious because Donny could swear he wanted it more than she did. Still he walked over to her body nude and powerful until he let was above her. The tip of his cock just hanging at in reach of her mouth. She could reach out and touch it with her tongue and he wanted her to. More than anything else in the world. Without thinking he moaned, and reached down grabbing his shaft and directing it towards her mouth. Letting the pre come dot her lips as the head dragged across them.

"Eat up. It's all for you." His thick voice came out once more, a challenging cry, against her power, as he slowly pushed his hips forward to her mouth once more stopping at the touch of her lips. "I think you'll like it."

 

[Pywakit]

Raven

She smiled as he rubbed the tip of his cock over her lips. She licked the precum from them, felt the power of its potential wash through her body and shivered in delight. As he began pushing forward, she leaned back further and opened wider. His cock slid into her mouth, penetrating her throat, sliding over slithering tongue and pushing back pass her tonsils. She took in everything he had to give her until he was fully seated, his heavy balls pressed against her face and her throat bulging with what he'd stuffed into it. She swallowed against him, giving a powerful suction as she moved her head back and forth, causing the load in her throat to shift as she hummed around the meat and waited for him to pull out so he could stick it back in again. And again.

 

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She didn't gag. Her throat simply seemed to open, a deep wide tight sucking hole, that devoured everything placed within. Good lord but his mistress was such a perfect slut. His hips slowed until he stopped, his shaft buried completely in between her lips. With a stiff growl he touched her throat feeling it shiver around his cock and he moaned anew, pulling back until the spit covered shaft slapped atop her cheek.

"I don't want to get off like that again, I want you proper fucked."

Donny crawled across the bed to her and lined up, the thick head of his penis slotting in against the warm wet lips of his mistress. Again that word, bothered him, His mistress? How was that right? Thought however vanished as he drove forward sinking his tool directly into her tiny little cunny. Fuck she was so tight. He stayed a moment unwilling to thrust until he was under control, simply feeling as her muscles rippled about his entire length. A thousand silk covered hands massaging him with oil.

"Jesus you're good."

He pulled back and inserted himself again, then again, his hips picking up the pace as he powered forward his strokes getting harder and harder until he was driving himself like a sledgehammer, cracking into her hips over and over again.

 

[Pywakit]

Raven

She sighed softly as he entered her. This was perfect. She could certainly absorb his energy if he came on her tits or in her mouth or even in her ass, but it was a direct shot into her pussy that was the most efficient route to domination. She moaned as he pressed deeper; she was eager to encourage his ejaculation inside her.

"Oh god... you're so huge... I can feel you fucking everywhere... yes... like that... yessss... YESSS!" Soon she was thrashing and bucking against him, matching his relentless pounding with her own swaying, rhythmic thrashing. The room filled with the smells of their lust and the sounds of their bodies slapping together as she clenched and clutched at his shaft with her wet velvet walls.

 

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Sweet shit she was tight. And skilled, he'd never felt anything like her. It was almost as if she had a second mouth down there to suckle the head too, as he could swear something was swallowing his pre, Pulling it out of him. But it felt much too good to care. There was more than a tickle on his cock though another was in his mind, sounding like a siren call every time he thrust. A whispered voice told him to come. To empty himself while he was pounding this wet warm cunt. It was so hard to resist that voice, but he wanted so much more of this woman, his mistress this night. He didn't want it over so soon.

So he swapped positions whenever he could. He went slow, dragging his shaft out of her pulling it with far more force than he thought he'd have to, as it kept trying to suck him back in. On her back, from the side, on her knees with those beautiful firm melons hanging down for his grip, his hips slapped into hers. His spear stabbed her depths while they fucked. The siren in his head was not so much of a tickle as a throttle now, It wouldn't rest until he was spent and she was satisfied, and Donny could no more stop himself than a lemming avoid it's charge off the cliff. But somehow he pulled away from her.

He reclined into what he formerly thought of as his bed letting his cock stick up like a flagpole slick with her juices. His grin spoke volumes as the voice in his head died away and the last gasp of his own identity told him to run. He ignored it at the twitching of his dick. "Come over here and suck. I want to feel that mouth of yours again."

He was doomed.

 

[Pywakit]

Raven

Raven felt a momentary pang of disappointment as he pulled out of her, and for a split-second she worried that he'd managed to throw off her hold over his mind. But as he commanded her to suck him off, she knew that she had him. A shot of come up the puss was certainly the most efficient route to final enslavement, but a shot down the throat would more than do the trick.

She smiled as she rose up onto her knees, feeling a trickle of her own lust running down her right thigh as she slid her hands up to cup her breasts together.

"And I want to taste your fucking come," she said, her voice deep and throaty. She practically fell forward, mouth open, and took him swiftly down to the root, feeling his cock push up into her mouth, into her throat, and then as she sucked down on him, closing lips around his hilt and wriggling her tongue against his shaft, she began to swallow against him almost as if she were trying to milk him.

Which wasn't far from the truth.

 

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He groaned preparing to thrust into her throat, then moaned when he didn't have to. She'd swallowed him almost completely without hands. Those were playing with her tits, jiggling back and forth, up and down the hypnotic pattern drawing his attention, making him think of the last time he came, jets spraying over her face.

she sucked particularly hard, and her tongue swirled as she touched the base of his cock. The tight seal of her lips vacuuming out any and all air. Her nostrils flaring as she sucked dutifully. His eyes bulged at the sensation and the look in her eyes, pushed him over the edge. he had no grip upon the precipice now. he simply fell over spewing his seed into her waiting gullet. He could feel her pull back feel her swallow the spurts, and feel as his soul left him entirely.

As a shell he fell back waiting for commands, every last drop squeezed out of him.

It was time for a new acquisition.

 

[Pywakit]

Raven

Raven drained him dry, gulping everything he gave her, and gulping even more. Finally, sated, her hold over his soul complete, she sat up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Donny stayed there on her bed, almost as if frozen. Casually, as she set about preparing for the search for a new body, she spoke.

"Go get yourself a shower and then get some sleep in the guest room, Donny. You'll need to be rested."

She watched as he left, then settled down on the bed and lay back against the pillow. With the power of his come bubbling so freshly inside her, the magic came quickly. She felt the exhilarating rush of weightlessness, and then her spirit was free, slicing down through the building and out onto the street below, snaking invisibly through the night while her body lay safe in a coma-like trance in the bedroom so far above. She was on the hunt for a new body; a new shape to take. It had to be someone beautiful, of course... but also someone who could accomplish the next step in her plan. The seduction of a high-ranking cop.

 

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Capt. Clancy "Cranky" Cranston

Cranky Cranston, hated his job. Alright that wasn't true, he mostly just hated the other people who worked in it. In his eyes more than half the force was a bunch of corrupt, bribe-taking, bullies with guns and badges. Men who didn't care about the terms Serve and Protect, when they could more easily Harass and Enforce. If it wasn't for the good he could occasionally force, and the lack of a life to go back to he might have quit the force years ago.

But he hadn't, and while he wasn't much of an internal polictican, he was a master of influence with the media and he had a sterling reputation as a hero cop, and so in the last few years to appease public eyes he'd been given a number of promotions landing him as a captain functioning as an inspector. He ran vice for an entire precinct. It was a good gig. But it had made him a lonely and hard man, who dislike more and more of the establish veterans in his system. But the newer cadets he still had hope for that one of them would be pure and ideal, someone he could mentor and teach, who would be a guiding light to the city.

Of course being Drop Dead gorgeous never hurt either. He hurried as he went to catch the newer recruits as they were leaving the ethics class.

"Cadet. Cadet Farris, I've been impressed after going over a number of your scores, you look like you could have the makings of a fine young officer." He smiled at her. "And I love the comments I was hearing throughout that class, Perhaps you'd like to get a drink with me over at O'Flanagan's and we'll discuss some of your future here. With the proper work you could make detective in Vice in only a few years."

 

[Pywakit]

Raven

The cadet was perfect for her needs; Raven had chosen her even before Clancy invited her to get a drink, and that just confirmed her trust in her instincts. She watched as Cadet Farris seemed to blush and then accept the invitation, then followed as the young, beautiful woman went to her car. Raven had to work fast if she was going to get into this woman's body. She waited until the woman was seated behind the wheel, then struck, her ghostly, invisible form slipping through the cracks of the door and into the other woman's body. It was over almost as quickly as it had begun. Where a moment before, Raven was watching from outside, now she was fully a new person, sitting in the driver's seat in more ways than one. She flexed her fingers, noting how they were trimmed neatly and shone with clear polish. She made a quick inventory of the woman's body as best she could; she could feel the undergarments and mentally rolled her eyes at how plain and, well, innocent they felt. But then again... innocence could be a potent drug too...

She closed her eyes, concentrated on the remaining fragments of this woman's mind, and absorbed them. A flood of memories came rushing into her, but she put them aside for now. Captain Cranston was already leaving the lot, and she would need to follow him if she was to find her way to O'Flanagan's for that drink.

 

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"Cranky" Cranston

What was he doing? Taking drinks with a cadet, and such a pretty one. He was sure that this was simply a bad idea, that it would pull him down, or get her budding career destroyed, and there was something about interoffice mingling in the regs. But he simply couldn't help himself, something said that he wanted to help her, wanted a little more than that. So here he was pulling himself into the parking lot of O'Flanagans, and sitting in the front seat. Waiting to see if she'd pull up. It wouldn't really do to go in and look like he was waiting for her, and he thought she'd know that. But He wanted to.

He wanted to be standing there to open the door, to take her coat, and pull out her chair. He wanted to order her drink, and laugh with her, dance to something slow, and what? Take her home? Take home a cadet? He hadn't done that since he was a cadet. Almost fifteen years ago. What would anyone say? What could it do to both of their careers?

No. He was just here for a drink, with a promising recruit, the fact that she was pretty, that she was fantastically beautiful made no difference to that. No one would comment if she were a man, so no one would make a comment tonight. And if they did he had some words for them the next day. His glare at the officers ignoring the bylaw to smoke 15 feet from an entrance caused a few of them to shuffle. And he was sure he caught their words. Cranky's here, party's done for tonight. With an effort of will he got out of the car, the stiff leg from a bullet in his thigh standing slower than the other. "Stay there, what do we care? Nothing's gonna explode near us, and you know as well as I do that cancer isn't a cop's big worry."

They relaxed and he made for the entrance waiting in the light little mist of evening rain, he was going to open the door for her, he couldn't help it. So he waited in the drizzle of god's spit, for her to pull up, His hat tipped down to keep the few drops of his face, while he waited for destiny.

 

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Sara Farris

Sara Farris smiled as she saw the Captain standing there, as if he were waiting for her. She took her time finding a parking spot, finally picking one and then sliding out of her car. The clothes she wore felt a bit tight, a bit constrictive, but she figured she'd get used to them soon enough. Getting used to how clothes fit on new bodies was always the weirdest part of getting used to a new body... she wasn't sure why it was, but it was.

She smiled as she stepped up to the door and he opened it for her. "Why thank you," she said, "Such a gentleman! And they say chivalry is dead!" She giggled, then stepped into the darkly lit bar.

 

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"Cranky" Cranston

Chivalry was dead? Well of course it was. What with the hooting dicks he'd seen come up through the ranks over the last decade. Guy's who he'd busted on vice with hookers, or who hit on his under-covers or tried to shake them down for free BJ's. He could only grit his teeth and file complaints but it made him angry thinking she hadn't met many more chivalrous men.

"Well it's what you find when you go digging for fossils like me." He was barely 15 years older than her. But he could feel his age when he was next to her. She was what 21? The kid he could have had if he'd been a teenaged dropout. Instead he'd been studious, caring, respectful. Traits that didn't seem to have a place. He held out her chair and slowly pushed it back in, leaving a fifty on the bar as a tab starter. "So what does the young crowd drink, I'm mostly a coffee and bailey's man off duty." He smiled stiffly at the young woman, before it became soft. His grin tucking up against his cheeks, making him look young for just a moment. "But with good company, I'd be willing to experiment."

 

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Sara

She sat down at the table opposite him and rolled her eyes.

"Oh come on now," she said. "You're hardly a fossil. You outlasted most of us in training, after all!" She watched as he put the fifty on the bar to set up the tab.

"And what's company for, if not for experiments? It's a bit late to be drinking coffee, anyway... no matter what else might be in it."

Her eyes scanned the bar, then she smiled. "To be honest, I'm probably not the best person to start experimenting with. I don't really drink all that much. And when I do, I tend to go for the drinks that are a bit more sweet and sugary than anything else."

 

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"Cranky" Cranston

"Sugary sweet?" He shrugged, giving her a wry grin. "I suppose we could try something like that, Sam two drinks, and don't spare the syrup, or the fruity umbrella."

He eyed her another time. "Outlasting you all is simply when you are running on Fossil fuel." His lame joke drew a chuckle from him but a groan from most of the other patrons. "Besides none of you young snappers really keep yourselves in good cardiovascular shape. Gotta have more than rippling biceps and pectorals that give you cleavage in order to chase a perp, you have to be able to run, and keep running, and all that extra weight up top is just gonna slow you down."

He looked back to the young Cadet Farris, and suddenly blushed. Extra weight up top. Well she certainly had plenty, and despite how unflattering the cadet uniforms might look, hers was still pinched tight, running over her curves, and presenting her young flesh towards him like offered melons. His mouth went dry, and his hands fidgeted just once. Like a schoolboy with a crush on teacher. Of course in this case he was more the instructor.

"DRINKS UP!"

the yell from the bar disrupted his line of thought, which was simultaneously blessing and a curse. The top two buttons of her cadet's blouse were straining, and failing under the pressure, and the third looked like it was losing that fight as well. At least inside his head, they were.

"Alright captain. Plate of strawberries, bowl of sugar, and pitcher of daiquiris. Complete with fruity umbrella toothpicks. Enjoy."

"Thanks." Having left a tab running Cranky Cranston, raised a glass and handed Cadet Farris a cold drink. "To a wonderful internship, and a swift rise in the ranks." He smiled, and felt for a moment the dropping of his cranky title. He wasn't Captain, or even Cranky. he just felt calm and relaxed about this beautiful young girl. As he took a sip and almost cringed at the sweetness, he stopped to offer his hand. "And here, you can call me Clancy."

 

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Sara

Sara giggled at Clancy's choice of words about a "swift rise", then took a drink. It was indeed sugary sweet, just the way she liked it.

"Well, if I'm going to be calling you Clancy, then you'd better call me Sara. Won't do to keep throwing around this 'Cadet' nonsense if I can't salute you, yeah?"

She picked up a strawberry and nibbled on the tip, watching him with her big brown eyes and smiling slightly. The silence stretched out to an uncomfortable length, but she was determined to let him take the next step.

 

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Call her Sara. As if things were that easy. She sat there nibbling a strawberry and he could only see her nimble lips working at the tip of something else. Red juices stained her lips, while he watched and one more time he caught himself thinking un-captainly thoughts.

Call her Sara. Somehow the intimacy seemed like a lot, seemed like too much to him, and the silence stretched. He felt it too. Oppressive, covering them like a fog. Finally with an effort that felt greater than squeezing the trigger against a real person for the first time, his hand slid across the table, to the woman more than a decade younger than him, and took her hand in his. With what he hoped was confidence, he reached over and brought his mouth to hers as well. Kissing the much younger cadet.

"Alright Sara. I like you, and you look far too good siting there eating strawberries. I feel like an idiot twelve year old, But I don't want this to end at drinks tonight."

He waited wondering if his more than sudden move would force her screaming from the bar. Kissing had been a mistake. It had to be. "So what do you think about that?"

 

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Sara

She licked her lips, tasting the mix of strawberries and his spit, then smiled. She managed even to blush, no small feat for such a chaste display of affection.

"I think... that maybe we should think about finding somewhere less noisy to talk about what I think," she said, just quietly enough that he could barely hear her. "After all, we can, um... eat strawberries and drink booze pretty much anywhere we want. We're both adults, after all... consenting adults, even..."

 

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The words ticked in his mind like a bomb. Consenting adults, as if somehow his kiss had made everything alright. For a moment he wanted to look around the bar, see if this wasn't some elaborate cadet prank, but her eyes. They seemed so wanting. It was almost frightening how much her eyes said she wanted this.

"Mac we'll take it all to go, and keep the change. Consider it payment for the rental on a blender bowl." Moments later Clancy was carrying a small cooler under one arm, and his other hand was wrapped about the thin gorgeous form of Sara Farris, and as he opened the passenger door to his car for her, and stowed the cooler in the back. He only wondered just how he'd gotten so lucky.

 

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Sara

She slid into the passenger seat of his car, smiling and only slightly tipsy. Of course, Raven could separate her consciousness from the drink if she wanted, but she quite enjoyed the rush of alcohol in situations like this.

As they started driving, watched him out of the corner of her eye, smiling. Getting a high-ranking cop under her control would make things so much more easy!

"So... where exactly is it you're taking me, Clancy?" she eventually asked.

 

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Clancy

He hadn't thought about that. A hotel? her home? His place? that lonely impossibly clean bachelors pad. Where he'd actually replaced his queen size with a single, because vice cops shouldn't mess with hookers.

They were supposed to be the good guys after all.

So where was he taking her? "Hotel Briand?" I have a CI who owes me something solid, from when I still only had a gold shield." It was gorgeous there. and fitting. A place where they could order room service, lie on a king size, for hours, and talk, or touch, or oh god do things that they could order on a 60 inch LCD.

"It's gorgeous there, you'll like it. And they won't make any mess out of us bringing in drinks." When they arrived he had a chat, his CI had turned into the hotel manager, and for the next night, he had a honeymoon suite, with a TV that played everything for free. But standing at the door, he could only look inside. "Sara. Are you sure you want to do this? Because I can't play favourites in the office. If you leave now I won't hold anything against you. But even if you stay you'll have to earn a shield. I can't just give you one for whatever this turns into."

 

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Sara

"I'm not doing this to sneak ahead of the rest of the cadets, boss," she said with a sly smirk. "I'm doing this because I think you're incredible, and because I think you need some time to relax, and I think I know just how to get you to relax. No one at the station needs to know about this, and to tell the truth, I'd like it if they didn't. Not because I'd be ashamed of them knowing I was with you. Not at all. Because I don't want them to be jealous and start messing up their jobs because they were thinking about how much fun we had. Or that we're about to have."

She smiled fully now. "And besides. You cashed in your favor. It'd be a shame to let the room go to waste now!"