The Warlock woke up on his bed and stretched. He glanced at the bedside clock and wondered what had woken him up this early in the morning. Just as he closed his eyes, his doorbell rang. He groaned in frustration and kicked the sheets off. As he stood up, he began quietly chanting an orb of heat spell. Whoever woke him was in for a world of hurt. He knew it was a muggle annoyance as he had the Halliwells put up alarms that warned him of magic users approaching his tenement. The only exceptions to the alarm were his recently enslaved Halliwells themselves.
He got to the door just as the bell rang again. He took a calming breath and waived a hand over the crystal orb by the door. The clear orb turned foggy for an instant before revealing an image of Paige Matthews and Phoebe Halliwell. The Warlock frowned and opened the door.
"Didn't I order you to let me sleep in this morning," he inquired with a tone of exasperation.
The girls squirmed uncomfortably for a moment before Phoebe spoke up, "I had a premonition about Piper and Leo." The Warlock wordlessly stepped aside and gestured them in. Both the girls had sundresses on and the Warlock admired the way those clung to their bountiful curves as they entered his home.
"What did you see," he inquired businesslike.
"I saw Piper startled to tears by a phone call, then Leo was in a robe against a cloudy sunset backdrop and then Paige floated around the Manor in white robes," said Phoebe in a small voice.
The Warlock approached the girl and laid a hand on her shoulder in a comforting manner. "What did you feel," he asked tenderly.
Phoebe visibly relaxed under his touch and sighed, "I felt Piper's loss and loneliness, and resentment at Leo and the concept of duty. I also felt a sense of triumph from Paige."
The Warlock looked Paige over. "Are you practicing your healing as I showed you," he asked.
"Yes, Master," she answered and broke in a toothy grin, "As a matter of fact, I finally did it!" Her exclamation was met with raised eyebrows from both the Warlock and Phoebe. "Shall I demonstrate," Paige asked with all the reserve of a nine year old hopped up on sugar. The Warlock nodded his assent with a skeptical look. Paige went to the kitchen and got a small knife she unceremoniously drew across Phoebe's shoulder.
The girls had been brought to orgasm just the night before, in a wild orgy the Warlock was currently recovering from. The original willpowers still in their noggins could not interfere with the proceedings. Phoebe flinched nonetheless and brought her hand up to the gash.
Paige gently moved her hand away and placed hers above the wound. She closed her eyes and concentrated. Nothing happened for a while, but then, a soft glow began to suffuse Phoebe's shoulder and the wound was completely healed in but an instant. Phoebe gingerly touched the unbroken flesh, while the Warlock openly gaped.
Paige smirked, "See? A proper whitelighter," she boasted.
The gears in the Warlock's head turned back to the premonition. "So, Leo becomes and Elder," he mused aloud and added to Phoebe, "That's what the sunset in your vision means, he will fill the recently vacated post of Warden of the West Wind. That will mean he will have to split from Piper, leaving her alone and vulnerable. And," he pointed to Paige, "the premonition must mean you will be appointed their new whitelighter. This is absolutely fantastic," the Warlock cackled.
Phoebe's cell phone rang. She instantly held her hands up to shush the others as the ring tone was the one she assigned to Piper. "Hiya, Piper, what's up? Uh huh, uh huh, nooo... really... uh huh... oh, well, he... um, I'm not... Yes, yes, I... ok," Phoebe rolled her eyes as she struggled to get a word in edgewise. She pressed the button to mute her microphone and said to the Warlock, "Leo's been called away on a mission for several days, she feels abandoned." She re-engaged her microphone and began to say words of comfort to her sister.
The Warlock mentally reviewed his original plan for enslaving Piper Halliwell. This development fit in perfectly. If anything, it accelerated his plans. He pulled Paige away from her sister's conversation and ordered her to fetch Prudence. Paige left the apartment, which was warded against orbing and went to the empty storage room down the hall she routinely used. He gulped down another vial of the sexual endurance potion.
The Warlock gestured Phoebe into his den and whispered to her to be supportive lest she arouse any suspicions in Piper. In a matter of minutes, a knock was on his door. He looked to his orb and saw Paige and Prudence. He opened the door and ushered them in.
Prue was wearing a white, men's shirt and a pair of blue jeans. He ordered the girls to take off their shoes and then knelt before Paige. He grasped the hem of Paige's dress and began pulling it up, revealing her red thong. He stood up and pulled her dress off, helped by her raised arms. He tossed it aside and grasped her large, pale breasts in each hand. Paige tilted her head back and moaned in appreciation.
He gave her tits a few playful squeezes before pinching her nipples until they were hard. Prudence watched everything with unconcealed interest. She was ordered to find her sisters sexually attractive, after all. The Warlock licked Paige's nipples and she tangled her hands in his hair. He could smell her arousal. He murmured into her bosom and Paige giggled with delight. He walked her to his bed and pushed her to lie down. He turned and beckoned Prue over with a raised hand.
Prue hopped to him and he began unbuttoning her shirt. Prue's excited breathing made her breasts heave more and more as the buttons were popped. The warlock was disappointed to see her tits encased in a black bra, so he ripped the rest of her shirt open. Prue tugged the sleeves off and he reached around to undo the clasp on her bra. She was now topless and he flicked a finger against each nipple, causing her to yelp. He quickly undid her jeans and she started to wiggle out of them. He ran his fingers around her breasts, touching her skin with just the very tips of his fingers. Prue shuddered in excitement.
She responded to the tickling by putting a hand on his stomach and snaking it into the tent in his boxers. She grasped his hardening shaft and gently pulled it out. She gave it a few pumps as he ran his hands down her sides to grasp her buttocks. "Get on the bed," he whispered into her ear, "and eat the redhead out."
Prue gave a small nod as he stepped aside. She put one knee on the bed and reached up to Paige's thong. Paige lifted her hips allowing herself to be stripped. The Warlock grasped Prue's thong and pulled it down at the same time. Prue tossed aside Paige's thong and stepped out of her own. Paige scooted down on the bed, her pussy dripping with her juices. The Warlock enjoyed the way her breasts jiggled and dropped his boxers. Prue reached out and started to run her hand over Paige's groin. The Warlock made Prue get on the bed on all fours and reached around to her erect clit. He gave it a few flicks and then dipped a finger into her tunnel. She was sopping wet and the Warlock aligned his cock with her pussy and shoved in roughly, holding her firmly by the hip.
Prue's back arched at the penetration and she lifted her head to the ceiling as she issued a moan of delight. The Warlock put one hand in her hair and forced her head down to Paige's pussy. He began to pull out and then push back in, going deeper each time until he hilted himself in the slick vice of her pussy. Prue moaned into Paige's belly with each thrust. Paige played with her nipples as she frowned at the Warlock. The Warlock gave Prue a sharp smack on the rear and she instantly opened her mouth and began to lick Paige's outer lips.
The Warlock set a fast rhythm pistoning in and out of Prue's wet pussy. Prue moaned continuously as the jolting made her unable to do any more than penetrate Paige with her tongue and transmit the vibrations that way. The Warlock put some english in his thrusts and let go of Prue's hair to flick her clit. The room echoed with the sounds of moans, grunts and smacks of flesh hitting flesh for a minute or two before Prue's orgasmic wail interrupted.
The Warlock paused his thrusts to enjoy the sensations of Prue's pussy milking his cock in orgasm. After her orgasm finished, Prue tried to catch her breath, only for Paige to pull her head back down. The Warlock resumed his thrusts and knew he was close, his balls tightened. He hilted himself in the sopping wet vice of Prue's pussy and unleashed all his seed. Prue felt the additional heat and twitching in her belly and she came for the second time. Her body spasmed in pleasure as she saw stars behind closed eyes.
When her contractions ended, the warlock removed his still hard cock from her pussy. It was covered in his seed and her juices. He lay down on his bed, next to Paige and pulled Prue's head up. "Help Paige sit on my cock," he ordered. Prue complied and positioned Paige above his cock. "No," he stopped them, "Other hole." Paige adjusted her position as Prue held his slimy cock upwards.
Paige felt the hot flesh press against her ring. She carefully began to lower herself. The pressure was painful, but she managed it. In a matter of moments, the head popped through her anus and she felt a burning sensation. She took a few calming breaths as Prue distracted her by playing with her nipples. The Warlock gave Paige a smack on her rear and she took a deep breath and let it out as she lowered herself further down his shaft. The pain ebbed and was replaced by pleasure as her muscles relaxed.
Her buttocks soon rested on his hips and her sphincter tried to envelop the last inch of meat that was still outside. Prue leaned in and french kissed Paige. Paige began to slide up and down the turgid shaft in her bowels, while Prue penetrated her pussy with two fingers. Paige gasped in pleasure as Prue put her thumb on the redhead's clit. Prue's deft touch soon brought Paige to orgasm. Paige fell down heavily on the Warlock and took his whole cock in her bowels. Paige's anus tightened around the base of his cock and he came, spurting jets of hot cum. Heat exploded all over the redhead's body and she lost her breath.
Prue removed Paige from their master, leaving his cock to deflate in the suddenly cold air of the room. He stood up and got a drink of water from the kitchen. When he came back, Paige was kneeling next to Prue, who was lying on the bed, propped up on her elbows. Paige's hand was rushing in and out of Prue's pussy in a frantic rhythm and the Warlock noticed his cock hardening again as Prue squeezed her breasts and Paige leaned forward to lick on her rosy nipples.
Phoebe came out of the den and gazed hungrily at the sight of her sister and half-sister on the bed. "Report," the Warlock ordered.
