in front of everyone,” she excused her hesitant reaction. “I…” Samantha started and stopped, thinking for another moment before continuing. Based on last night’s events that was technically true, but because she had been dosed with a taste of my blood she couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by an almost magical hormonal attraction to do anything it took to please me. “Fuck me,” I muttered to myself, trying desperately to get the image of those two sixty-nining out of my head, but mostly failing as I got hard in my pants while pouring myself a bowl of cereal. I considered ordering them to stop, but even that would be using my power. “Then I call dibs,” the feisty young girl cheered throwing off her oversized sleep shirt to reveal her still only budding young naked body to me. “Come on baby. “Fuck me,” I muttered to myself, trying desperately to get the image of those two sixty-nining out of my head, but mostly failing as I got hard in my pants while pouring myself a bowl of
