"What I Need From You"

[RPgirl2016]

"What I Need From You"

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Casandra "Cassie" Cahill
Images: Dressed; not so much so.
Apparent Age: Late 20s
Actual Age: Uncertain, but at least 400 years.
5'10", 142#
36D-24-34
Dark brunette hair
Hazel green eyes (usually)

Cassie sat at the bottom of the steps, waiting for her appointment with her new Servant. She didn't know who the servant would be. But she knew she would recognize her in an instant. The Bones had told her so. She was trembling with excitement. It had been a long time since she'd had to have a Servant. These Transitions typically came about once, sometimes twice a century. And yet Cassie hadn't been through one in almost 150 years. It was time to move forward. It was her time to move forward.

She'd been watching women pass by for over two hours. Women of all ages, all races, all body types, all social classes. And while she'd found many to be physically acceptable -- some even very pleasing -- none had made her skin erupt in goose flesh, telling her This is the girl. Suddenly, the bumps did swarm over her, and a voice deep inside screamed Behind you!

Cassie turned with a broad, friendly smile, ready to start a conversation with Can you tell me the time? or What direction is...? this or that place. But she froze, an expression of shock filling her face. The Servant... was a man.

She looked beyond the male approaching down the park path, even tilting left and right to see further. But there was no one else nearing her. She studied him as he approached, even after he realized she was looking directly at him and reacted to her stare. This can't be right! It's always a female. The Servant is ALWAYS a female. For centuries...

But the voice deep inside her and the sensations causing her skin to roll in goose flesh and -- certainly noticeable -- her nipples to swell to a very conspicuous size told her beyond a doubt that her new Servant was this person... this male! She watched him intently as he passed, her eyes following him even as he walked away, climbed the steps, disappeared over the rise into the financial district of the City.

She sat there for a long time, perplexed. How could this be? She'd had a dozen or more Servants over the course of her existence. They'd all been women. Cassie didn't know anything about having a male Servant. How was she to... to... to do that? She had to do that to rule over her Servant, as she had with each one before. But with a male?

Cassie remained where she was for nearly an hour, waiting -- hoping -- for the voice inside her to tell her a mistake had been made. It didn't it. Instead, it only screamed at her Go! Take control! You have work to do!

She stood, smoothed her dress over her shapely form, drew a deep breath (which caused her already impressive bosom to swell more conspicuously), and told herself, "You can do this."

"You can do it with me," a male voice snapped suddenly. Cassie looked sharply to her left to find a pair of teenage boys in modern street garb, carrying skateboards and bobbing to the music coming from headphones resting around their necks. The other boy joined in, "You can do it with both of us."

"Go away," she said with a dismissive wave. When the pair of them continued with their inappropriate, suggestive behavior, beginning to circle her like wolves around a scared fawn, she waved a hand through the air and commanded, "Silent!"

She turned and headed up the stairs after her Servant-to-be as the two teens behind her cried out in shock, their sounds trapped in their throats as they no longer had mouths from which to speak.

 

[Finadien]

Steven Richard Taylor
Age: 37
6'4"
Short dark blond hair
Neatly groomed Van Dyke
Normal build, the belly that was building 12 month ago is now in check thanks to visits to the gym 3 times a week, that also build up his upper torso a bit, which surprised him.
Black Jeans, Shirt, Tie, Jacket all somewhere between formal and casual.

Steve shook his head as he continued on to his office. Had that woman been looking at him? Most certainly not. He he that he wasn't that good looking that such a hot one would grace him with more then a passing glance.

He focused his concentration back to the here and now, which was good since he nearly ran into the door that seperated the IT department from the rest of the company. He fumbled a moment for his keycard, finally pulled it out and after the satisfying buzz the door made he continued on to his office.

He was alone here today and he liked that. His colleagues wheren't that bad but Steve had problems around people. He liked to be alone most of the time and so he had volunteered when somebody was required to stay behind for emergancys when the rest of the company was on a daytrip.

He switched on his Desktop, logged into the system and started his usuall routing of checking all the logfiles for problems.

 

[RPgirl2016]

Cassie followed the essence trail laid down by her future Servant, up the stairs, across the road, down the block, and around the corner. She looked skyward at the tall office building and grimaced. She should have followed more quickly as the trail would be made more difficult to follow if he'd used the elevator. Before entering, though, she looked back in the direction of the now unseen park, waved her hand through the air, and smiled devilishly. She knew the two punks would now be asking one another what the fuck had just happened to their mouths.

She entered, followed the essence directly to the elevators -- Crap! -- and simply stood there for a moment. As she considered waiting in the lobby for his reappearance or returning home to consult the Bones, a security officer happened by, pausing to ask, "Can I help you, Miss?"

Cassie studied him for a moment, then stepped closer, locking her eyes on his. He looked uncomfortable for a moment, then his face lightened and his lips widened in a smile. He said in a peppy yet monotone voice, "Yes, I can help you."

"Take me to the man who just came through," she began as she took the guard by the elbow and ushered him into an elevator. The guard pressed the button for the 18th floor, and after a silent ride upward, stepped out and pointed to a door at the end of the hall. When Cassie saw the key card locking system, she took the guard by the elbow again and enticed him to escort her to and through the door, using his own key card. She took it from him, asking, "May I bring this to you later?"

He responded, "You may bring this to me later."

She watched as he headed back to the elevator to return to his duties. Once he was out of her sight, the guard would slowly begin to realize where he was but not what he'd done, nor that he'd ever even met Cassie.

Men, she thought. You don't have to be a witch to get what you want from them, but it sure makes it easier and more certain. She turned and looked about the room. She'd never seen anything like it before. The level of electronics and computer equipment surrounding her would have been simply staggering to most people, but to her it was scary... even dangerous. Cassie could not touch anything that used electricity as a power source. Depending on the exposure, she could be injured or even killed by something as common as a laptop computer or cell phone. Just standing here made her skin crawl.

Recalling that sensing her Servant in the park had done the same thing to her, Cassie began moving slowly through the room, rounding a server, stepping past a bank of monitors, and heading toward an glass encased room inside which she could see the male who the Bones had said she must find. She studied him for a long while as he worked, seemingly entranced with something before him, out of sight of her.

He eventually looked up and saw her, an expression of surprise filling his face.

"Come to me," she whispered, knowing that with the glass separating them and the machinery running, his ears wouldn't hear her but his mind would. She couldn't order him yet. That would come later. She only hoped that her unexpected appearance, her incredible looks, and the memory of her in the park would pique his interest and bring him outside. She whispered again adding to her words, "Come to me... I need you."

 

[Finadien]

Steven felt as if was being watched and so he looked up.

There she was, the woman from the park, still looking as hot as she had been lingering in his thought, still wearing that dress that was more revealing then he was used to without beeing outright slutty. Her grren eyes (or where they brown?) eyes burned their way into his soul ... his stomache ... and moving deeper still, awakening something he could not describe - or was afraid to.

She was calling to him, he could somehow hear her, but that was not possible. Her lips where barly moving and through all the dim humming of the servers and the glas walls of his office it was impossible that he could hear any sound she made, but she was calling. And it was more than words, it was the way her body moved, the way her hair lay, the way her eyes glimmered. It was the promise of something he had thought lost to him.

And then his reason returned.

What was she doing here? She shouldn't be here in the first place and the fact that he had seen her in the park made her appearance even more suspect. How had she evaded the guard and bypassed the security? What did she want? And then it dawned on him. Finaly the fact that his bosses really did trust him was backfiring and someone had caught wind of the fact that his access was pretty extensive and was about to take advantage of that.

But she was only one woman - a pretty hot one though - and so he thought he could handle this for now. He grabbed his phone with the finger on the speed dial for security, got up and slowly walked to her. He looked down the hall up to the elevator but there was no one else there, she was alone and she really didn't look that dangerous.

 

[RPgirl2016]

The look of lust in the man's eyes suddenly gave way to logic. He was wondering how this strange unauthorized woman who apparently had stalked him from the park had gotten into the secured portion of the building. Cassie could see in in his eyes but even more she could see it in his aura. It's color had changed from blue to yellow in a flash. Could be worse, she thought, thankful that it wasn't red. Standing in that room of danger was not where she wanted to be surrounded by red auras. And if his turned such color, surely the security he called would be similarly shaded, too.

When he neared her to check the hall, Cassie reached out suddenly and snatched him by the hand. She grimaced in pain. He wasn't hers yet. Plus their was her modern, electrical surroundings. It was the mortal equivalent of grasping the handle of a skillet, fresh from the fire, without protection. But she needed something from him, mainly to get him away from that scary room. She whispered to him again, this time with his ears hearing her, "Come... I need you."

He followed her lead, using his own key card to open the door, allowing her to pull him to the hallway. As with the guard before, he was entirely compliant. The difference was that when they got safely out of the room and closer to the elevator where she released his hand, he would remember what he'd done... and that he'd done it without intent.

Cassie grasped her pained hand in her other, squeezing it, forcing the pain from her flesh with a silent cast spell. By the time her future Servant had regained full control of his mind and body, she was feeling no pain. She told him with a confident, knowing tone, "There is no need to be alone, Steven. You can be with me. I can take care of you."

She stepped a bit closer, into his personal space, adding in a suggestive, sensual tone, "You can be with me... in ways of which you have only dreamed being with a woman."

 

[Finadien]

He was surprised when she grabbed hand. So surprised that he forgot to push the speed dial. He looked at her in surprise, saw a flahs of pain in her eyes and was conflicted was what to do. Then her mouth moved to his ears, her breath on his skin, her words trickling sweet as honey in his brain. He didn't so much hear her, he felt the words take command of his mind making him following her.

All the action it took to open the door and walk the few steps towards the elevator where done by him without him doing them. It wasn't really a feeling of helplessness, it was more like he wanted to follow her but at the same time knowing that he shouldn't do it. It really was hard to describe.

Then they reached the elevator and she let go of his hand. His first reaction was sadness. Her had had felt great in his and he had started to imagine how this hand would feel somewhere else on his body, but now it was gone. He looked at her and again realized the pain in her eyes. Had he hurt her? Should he apologize?

Slowly his rational mind returned again and he remembered the phone in his hand and the speed dial to Security. He really should press it now, shouldn't he?

Then she spoke again with this voice as sweet as honey. The words where those he had wished for and feared at the same time. The promise she made was something out of fantasy, not something that really should happen.

She took a step towards him and he could smell her, taking in her scent, his eyes fixed on hers, his fingers still on the button she said those words that sealed it for him. And it was not only the words, it was the tone, the lustry timbre of her voice, the breath that reached his nostrils.

The feeling was different from the one he had when he opened the door to follow her out of the server-area but he still did something he knew he should not do, but this time it really was of his free will.

He said. "Show me!"

 

[RPgirl2016]

(FYI concerning her pics below. The first is what she's wearing, which obviously doesn't include the undergarments in the second. I just wanted you to have a better view of her form with the second.)

Men, Cassie thought again as she reached out and took Steven's hand, this time not grimacing but smiling broadly with an expression that was one part lust, one part delight, and one part conquest. She led him down the hall and around the corner. She didn't know where she was going, but Cassie knew she'd know it when she arrived. She slowed before a door, and without even reading the identifying sign on it, said softly, "Here, Steven."

Cassie couldn't be certain at this point -- before the Initiation -- whether she could direct him to open the door, but she used what minimal power she had over him short of filling herself with pain once more. Steven opened the door, leaving her wondering Was it me... him... both? Beyond the door she found a private office for some Technician or Supervisor or Executive, she couldn't know. What had drawn her to the room was the feeling of comfort, and she found it in the form of a beautiful chaise lounge.

Cassie released her gentle hold on the man's hand, then backed away from him a couple of steps, wanting him to have a clear view of all of her. With just a thought, the button at the base of her neck popped loose. The shoulder strapped literally sprung loose, the strain from containing her plentiful bosom released. Suddenly, her Double Ds were on full display to Steven, the magically preserved, firm melons defying gravity as only the most expensive of store bought boobs typically did. Large, dark nipples which were ever-hard already only stiffened more at the sudden chill of the air into which they were suddenly exposed.

Cassie only stared at the young man for a long moment as he stared at her, then -- exercising no magical control whatsoever, whispered, "Undress me, Steven. Undress me... take me... make me yours."

 

[Finadien]

She took his hand again and led him to the auxillery office that the top staff used from time to time when they where on this floor, but which mostly was unused. She stopped infront of it and whisperd

"Here, Steven."

And then it dawned on him that this was the second time she used his name. He was not wearing any badge and she had been to far away to read the sign on his office. Why did she know his name? But if she was following him from the park it did make sense. She had to know who he was. Now was the time to call Security, the guard would be up here in no time and then she would be taken into custody and he could get back to work. He could forget her, go home after work and ...

He opened the door and they both entered the room, which was pretty nice and didn't really feel like an office. The only thing that screemed business was the Desk infront one of the windows, but everything else felt more like a living room. Steven wondered what the brass was up to here.

She let go of his hand and took a step back. The sadness returned but not as strong this time, she was still there, the promise was still there and this time he was eager to explore the posibilities. Then the top of her dress fell away and his heart missed a beat. She was perfect, more then perfect even and this was the moment he knew he was doomed. He should have called Security right away, but now it was too late. Now he knew what he wanted and he didn't care for the consequences.

She stared at him and whispered "Undress me, Steven. Undress me - take me - make me yours." and that was all he wanted now.

He placed the phone on the desk and slowly moved closer, knewing what he wanted but very unsure of how to proceed. Of course he wasn't a virgin, but somehow the few girlfriends he had, hadn't been so hot and the sex had been more the result of either alcohol or strange circumstances. Now this her was entierly different.

He took a step forward and a smile lit his face. "You have me at an disadvantage," he said. "you know my name but I don't know yours."

Another step towards her and his eyes tried to figure out how to open the dress completly. Or should he kiss her? Or tought those magnificent orbs infront of him?

 

[RPgirl2016]

"Cassie," she whispered.

She saw the hesitance in Steven's eyes, the gaze from which was taking a long, slow walk up and down her naked topside. She smiled, amused, wondering whether this might be his first time with a woman. Ironic if it is, Cassie thought, since this would be her first time with a man likely since before Steven had been born.

She slowly turned away from Steven, twisting her body to present her ass to him while still looking out of the corner of her eye, smiling devilishly. She said simply, "Zipper, Steven."

 

[Finadien]

"Cassie."

Steven tasted her name on his lips, it felt good, right somehow, but wrong at the same time.

He had made up his mind (or had she?) and so he stepped closer after she turned around but not without appreciating the sight presented to him. The dress was so fitting that not much was left to the imagination and now he would remove even that.

He stepped real close and slowly pulled down the zipper while bending down to her ear, smelling her hair, taking her unique sent all in.

"Cassie." he wisperd again, his breath on her ear and neck, while his hands moved the zipper down slowly. Since the top of the dress was allready off it fell down to reveal her in all her beauty. She now was only wearing a black thong but his hands could tough her, feel her...

He moved his hands slowly up again, caressing her butt for a moment and then moving up on her sides.

 

[RPgirl2016]

She listened to him whisper her name, "Cassie." It was odd to have a male of their kind speak her name with such obvious lust. It was odd, and it was nice. Her memories of that last man flooded back, and Cassie began to wonder why in the world she'd given up that man and men in particular. Then, with a bit of a smirk, she remembered. She'd given up that man because he'd betrayed her, and on a walk with him through the woods she'd casted an Animation spell upon the forest, causing the trees about them to come alive... attack him with reaching limbs... and tear his own limbs from him before their roots reached from under the ground and pulled him down into the earth, never to be heard from again. Other men...? Well, she simply hadn't wanted one after that. And, with a female Servant, she simply hadn't needed one... until now.

He began stripping her dress away, his hands spending a noticeable amount of time caressing over her flawless skin as he again whispered her name, "Cassie." It fell away, and as he continued to caress her body, a shiver ran up the witch's spine, causing her to purr deep down inside. She reached to his right hand, turning slowly to face him, helping him caress that hand upward, over her flat belly to her ribs. She helped him curl it over the lower curve of her amble breast until it was covering the orb, pressing the hand to the flesh until the soft meat of the base of two fingers encased the large, pert nipple between them.

"Take them," she whispered, reaching her other hand up to Steven's face, then to his neck. She pulled his face -- his mouth -- toward her as-of-yet-ignored nipple, her chest beginning to rise and fall to the wonderful feel. "Take them in your mouth, Steven."

Cassie hadn't intended on enjoying this as much as she was. Her task here was to make her Servant enjoy the moment, to want to do it again, and again, and again. It was how the witch enslaved her Servant and made her -- his, this time around -- her virtual slave until the day she -- he! -- was either dead of old age, too feeble to be of value, or simply a total bore and subject to termination and replacement.

 

[Finadien]

He felt the lust overwhelm him and it was also staring to show on his body, his jeans where getting to thight for comfort.

When his guided hand reacher her nipple he squeezed, pinching gently and rolling the erect nipple between his fingers, savouring the feeling.

Then he let her guide his mouth to her other breast, flicking his tongue out against her nipple there and finaly taking a mouthful. He sucked on her and then bite on her nipple while his right hand pinched and rolled the other.

His left hand was free and so he let it roam over her body, moving down again, feeling her butt and then hooking unter the strap of her thong, starting to pull it down as well.

 

[RPgirl2016]

Cassie moaned at the feel of Steven's fingers, mouth, tongue, and even teeth at her breasts and nipples. It had been so very long for her, and while she had a specific, vital reason for being here with this man, she didn't see any reason why that reason couldn't wait for her so very long to become a thing of the past.

"Take'em off, Steven," she purred as she felt his fingers tugging at the waist band of her thong. The hand behind his neck reached up to the crown of his skull and pushed him forcefully downward to his knees. With his face just before her groin, she repeated, "Take'em off, Steven."

Cassie stared down at the man as he stripped the last of her clothing from her, then forced his face forward into the crotch that, by spell, would never see hair upon it again. She parted her feet a bit, opening her stance. She was so hot down there, and wet, and desperate for pleasure.

She wondered what must have been going through Steven's mind. Thirty minutes ago he was walking through the park getting ogled by a strange woman, and now he was on his knees with her pussy being offered to him. Not your average work day Steven? she wondered with a devilish smirk.

After a moment, she backed away from the man, sat on the chaise with the oversized pillow at the small of her back, supporting it as she leaned back and parted her knees wide. Woman to man, not Mistress to Servant, Cassie commanded, "Pleasure me, Steven."

 

[Finadien]

After he pulled down her thong he starred at her pussy wondering how she got it so clean shaven. It looked like it had been shaven 5 minutes ago. His breath got heavier. He never had been with a woman THAT beautifull and perfect and it tool a while to realize that.

Then she moved away from him, sat down and spread her legs wide.

"Pleasure me, Steven." she called, and this was something he would do to the best of his ablity.

He moved closer, kneelt before her and took one leg in his hands. He place small kisses on the thigh, moving up slowly, letting his tongue flick against her smooth skin.

Higher and higher he moved untill finaly he reached her strangly smooth pussy. His tongue flicked out and spread her lips, dipping in gently, savouring her taste. He felt her squirm a bit and took that as a sign to continue.

His tonuge flicked once against her clit and then dipped into her hole, probing deeper this time, slidng out againd and took a long slow lick all over her slit lingering on her clit a bit longer this time.

He bend back a bit and looked at her face, deciding that she was enjoying herself and went back to lick slowly tonguefuck her. His used his fingers to spread her open so he could reach even deeper and licked and flicked and finally sucked on her clit hard.

 

[RPgirl2016]

Cassie drew a deep breath at the feel of Steven's tongue upon her pussy, then her clit. She loved having her pussy eaten. His technique wasn't the best, but as far as she was concerned, there was no such thing as bad cunninglingus. Cassie wrapped her ankles behind the man's head, pulling him tighter into her groin. She grasped the edges of the chaise lounge's pads and rolled her hips to match his lapping at her pussy.

"Clit," she told him. "Save the deep sea diving for when you put your cock in me later."

She smiled broadly, tickled with her own crudeness. She reached a hand to his head and directed, "Up'n'down... soft and slow... until I tell you harder and faster... do it... do it now."

Cassie had abandoned her immediate quest of turning Steven into her servant. She was in no hurry. That could wait. But her ecstasy couldn't.

 

[Finadien]

He followed her command, licking up and down over her clit, keeping a steady preasure but taking care not to spead up untill she demanded.

Up and down.

A moan escaped his lips as his cock was straining against his jeans. He was real hard now, harder then he ever imagined he could be and he still had his clothes on.

Up and down.

When she ordered him he pressed against his clit harder now, flicking his tongue against the engorged nub, licking faster, trying to judge by her moans what the right speed should be.

Up and down and up and down.