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This is a story of a group of girls who face off against a seductive witch.
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Chapter #6

The Mistress carrying a satchel

    by: eye_dunno Author IconMail Icon
         The Mistress has a satchel on her. 'What could be inside?' I wondered as both Siobhan and I backed away. The Mistress closed the door behind her and started approaching us, reaching inside her little satchel. Siobhan and I both gasped, not knowing exactly what she was going to pull out, but knowing it couldn't be good. Out of the satchel was pulled what looked to be a handful of goldish dust. The Mistress then blew the dust from her hands, which instantly covered the area in a cloud of smoke.
         We could faintly see the Mistress approaching out of the cloud and repeat the same process. Siobhan fled one way as I fled the other. Surely she couldn't blow that dust over both of us at once, whatever it was, right? After making it to the other end, I turned around only to see Siobhan's figure trying to evade the Mistress' path of dust cloud, but I knew eventually she would have to succumb to it. Not even crawling on the ground was safe for us, the dust cloud would surely fill our lungs.
         Siobhan screamed as she knew there was no way to escape. The mistress drew closer to her and finally, with one last blow from her hand, covered Siobhan with a cloud of dust. The scream turned silent and I could see that the Mistress whispered something into her ear. Siobhan's figure loomed through the clouds of dust and finally I could see her smiling face once more.
         "Come here," Siobhan said with that smile on her face. "It's not what you think. It's wonderful!"
         Reluctantly, I slowly ventured my way toward her, keeping my puzzled gaze and my body ready to run at any moment. My eyes were fixed on Siobhan as she just smiled and looked at me with amazement. I was almost able to touch her hand whe suddenly, a cloud of smoke was blown in my face. I started coughing instantly and took one big breath to try to fill my lungs with air. It was at that moment that I could feel all control of my body just slip away from my grasp. I was totally and completely aware, but I could not move a muscle as I stood there.
         "Good," said the Mistress, being very proud of what happened. "Excellent work, Siobhan. Top marks in drama class, if you had a drama class."
         Siobhan just stood there with a blank expression, not responding to anything. As much as I tried, I also couldn't say a word... I was barely able to even look around at my situation.
         "Both of you, make your way to those stocks over there. I want to play a game with you ladies. Quickly now, this dust won't last forever."
         As if those commands meant the world to us, we both made our way quickly over to the stocks as the Mistress commanded.
         "Now, one of you has to get in while the other one eats some of this sweet dust... Who shall I choose, I wonder?" the Mistress contemplated.
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