Author: RavynVampyreFiled in: bound, treasure, spell, darkness
The words have been chosen, the spell written. Such are the words which entrap the souls of mortal men which lead them into the flames of eternal lust and desires.
Simple mortal of my choosing heed these words and heed them well.
A spell I cast upon thee forever binding the to me. Your every waking moment shall be filled with thoughts of how you can serve me shall fill your mind. The images of your collar and chains bring on a desire fueled by an uncontrollable lust. The need to serve me engulfs your mind body and soul.
From the depths of darkness ,an icy cold hand upon your flesh shall you feel. Touching you in places were only I can. Sending shivers of delight as my talons rake across your bare flesh teasing you as only I can. The control you once had ceases to exist. For now it is you that is the weaker sex and have fallen prey to the Witch's seduction.
Within the crystal ball I see the one that is mine. Forever restless yearning for my touch. His body aching for release as the spell which was cast holds him forever in my grasp.
My beloved pet, which I treasure; My mark I place upon you for all to see. Your Dark Queen, Your Mistress, The Dark Witch names you have given me showing your devotion to me, You serve me well and always shall. I shall always be with you haunting your every waking moment.
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