Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
In chapter 1, Eric Wright, Renaissance scholar, found a spell the sixteenth-century heretic Giordano Bruno had created. He used it on his wife Julie, a petite yet strong-willed lawyer, enslaving her will but otherwise leaving her mental faculties intact. In chapter 2 he added a committed and somewhat masochistic lesbian named Shelly to his growing harem. In chapter 3 he told his best friend Ray about the spell, leaving out some crucial details, and Ray suggested they use the spell on his wife, Stephanie.
I'd spent the day writing a dull academic article, so I needed a break from that sort of thing. Therefore, I was sitting in the sunroom reading a novel by Greg Bear in order to wind down before dinner. Oh, I guess I forgot to mention that Julie was kneeling at my feet, still fully clothed in the nice blouse and skirt she wore to the office, sucking slowly and teasingly on my cock. She had a fantastic body, so I usually had her get naked before blowing me, but today I'd chosen to order her to kneel and suck without preamble as soon as she got home. Since programming her not only to obey my every whim, but to do so eagerly while getting turned on by doing so, sometimes I found actions emphasizing her subjection were more of a turn on than those that might objectively feel better. That's why she'd come home to find me with my pants open and cock out as I read, and the only words I'd spoken were "suck me;" since she'd started the only thing I'd said to her was to slow down so I could enjoy my book while she blew me.
She'd been at it for a bit when there was a knock on the door. I put my book down as I called out to find out who it was, while putting a hand on the back of Julie's head to push her further down on my cock.
From the other side of the door, I heard Ray call out, "It's me."
Julie had my dick buried in her throat as I called back, "Use your key and come on in." I'd given Ray a key last year so he could look in on the house while Julie and I were on vacation.
I let Julie raise up since I could tell she was starting to get a bit weak from lack of oxygen. She raised up, gulped in some air, then resumed blowing me. On the other side of the door I didn't hear anything for a bit, probably because Ray had paused in confusion when I told him to let himself in. Then I heard his key rattle in the door a bit, before he opened the door and walked in.
Upon seeing Julie blowing me, Ray stopped in his tracks and gaped. I tapped Julie on the head and said, "Don't be rude. Say hi to our guest."
She let my dick out of her mouth with a pop and looked back over her shoulder in order to say, "Hi Ray."
I gave her a light smack on the back of the head. "Now get back to work, slut."
Julie again began sucking my cock, as Ray visibly shook himself and said, "Damn man..."
I shrugged. "You've seen her blow me before."
Ray looked around, "Where's Shelly?"
He was referring to the hot pink-haired lesbian I'd enslaved. "She's not here. She's either at home or at work. I had her stay here for a few days when I first snared her, but she's actually annoying if you spend any amount of time around her, so I let her keep living her own life unless I need her."
As I spoke, Julie kept bobbing up and down on my cock, still going slow and easy because that was the last order I'd given her. Ray looked at her with growing lust, as I asked him, "What's up?"
He said, "Oh! You told me you needed some of Steff's pubes, and I have them." As he said this, he held up a small bag.
I pushed Julie's head back down so I could enjoy the feel of her throat as she deepthroated me as I said, "How'd you get those?"
He grimaced. "Well, it cost me, so I hope it was worth it. We had a bit of a fight about how often she gets her pussy waxed. I told her it was too expensive, we went round and round, and she agreed to stop going as often—which meant she shaves in between visits, so here you go."
I let Julie's head go so she could pop up and get some air, then tangled my hand in her hair to keep her from putting my dick back in her mouth. I held her just far enough away so she couldn't, and by this point she understand that this meant to start tonguing my cock. As her tongue slid over and around the head of my cock, I said to Ray, "Awesome."
He was watching Julie and said, "You still didn't tell me why you need it..."
I let go of Julie's hair and she again engulfed my cock with her warm, wet mouth, as I shrugged again and replied, "It's just part of the spell."
Ray shuffled a bit and said, "Yeah, about that. Steff has been in a bitchy mood because of the fight and she also mentioned that she hasn't seen Julie outside of the gym for a while. Let's go ahead and get this over with this weekend, I'm getting sick of Steff's shit."
I sat back and crossed my hands behind my head, enjoying the feel of Julie's mouth sliding up and down my cock. It felt good, but I'd been cumming in or on her at least once a day if not more often for several weeks now, so I was nowhere near to cumming. I ignored her—though Ray was watching her intently, with an obvious hard on—as I thought. Julie had gone with her yoga instructor, Tabby, to the spa in order to score one of Tabby's pubes, though she'd almost gotten busted by the spa owner while fishing some of the wax used on Tabby's pussy out of the bio-hazard container. Apparently the owner had given Julie some weird looks and she thought the owner had some idea she'd been doing something she shouldn't, but Julie gave her a big tip so that was the end of that.
Julie had also managed to strike up a friendship with Tabby, who, as it turned out, was pre-law in college. Since Julie was a lawyer, it had been little trouble to get Tabby to look up to her. Julie had used that to her advantage by asking Tabby over for dinner this weekend. I planned to use this dinner to enslave Tabby, but as I thought about it, it occurred to me that I could use the opportunity to kill two birds with one stone.
During my pause, as I thought about all this, Ray had been watching Julie blow me with obvious lust in his eyes. I broke his observation of my wife, who didn't like him at all, blowing me right in front of him, by saying, "Sure, why not? Tabby is coming over on Saturday at 7. Bring Steff and I'll cast the spell on both of them at once."
Ray switched his gaze from my cock-sucking wife to my eyes, and said, "Can you do that? Get both of them at once?"
I said, "I can't see why not."
He watched Julie blow me a bit, then said, "Okay, let's do it. But just so we're clear, Steff will be under my command, right?"
I didn't let my irritation make its way to my eyes. This is not what we had talked about, and the only reason he'd even say something like that is because of a combination of not understanding how the spell worked and not trusting me fully. Well, the latter more than the former, I supposed. It occurred to me that if I placed Steff's pube in Ray's food while she was under the influence of the music, incense, and other elements of the spell, then there was no reason he couldn't control her. No reason other than the fact that I had no intention of sharing the power of my spell with him or anyone else.
