“Now where were we?” Juliet purred, a greedy hunger replacing her normally pure disposition. She sat up from the bed, arching her back to make it a seductive motion that thrust her breasts out before her. Viv watched in amazement as Juliet ran her hands over her full tits and let out a breathy moan. All while Juliet wore a satisfied smile from Viv’s obvious appreciation. “That’s right, you were refusing to eat me out.”
    Viv came back to her senses. She’d been so caught off guard by the immediate change in Juliet’s personality that she’d forgotten about her little trick.
    “I certainly am.” Viv smiled back challengingly. “So what do you say to that?”
    And just like she’d hoped, Viv watched as Juliet’s smile cracked and she got a glimpse of a darker, violent emotion taking over. That grinding and bloodthirsty growl that rose up in your chest when someone tried to deny you what should be yours. Viv had lived with that same craving beast in her heart for all her life. Still, she’d never seen that wicked expression in another girl’s eyes. It was intimidating. Captivating. Outstanding.
    Put simply, it was sexy as hell. 
    Viv licked her lips in anticipation. She’d truly implanted her own evil desires into Juliet’s head. Now, if the potion worked perfectly, Juliet would act on those desires the same way Viv would in her situation.
    Sure enough, Juliet suddenly snapped her wand in the air and uttered an arcane word. Viv grinned as she felt the magic break over her, charging the air with power. She could have brought up a protection spell or dodged, but Vivian wanted to see what her newly created witch would do. In truth, she was dripping wet as she waited to see just what an unleashed Juliet Silverleaf was capable of.
    The floorboards underneath Viv suddenly rippled like water disturbed by a thrown rock. Viv, still on her knees, wobbled back and forth, a ship on stormy seas, before huge branches of smooth wood burst out of the pliant floorboards. The wooden tendrils quickly caught Viv’s arms and legs, while another caught her around the waist. More tendrils of wood sprouted out of these, running along Viv’s body fluidly before hardening, becoming a cage of stiff wood, molded to the shape of Viv’s body.
    She felt panic, of course. Anyone would, when they became trapped in such a unique restraint, with a powerful witch advancing on you with a wicked grin. And yet Viv forced her fear down. Instead she embraced the excitement running through her.
    The wooden cage was genius. Viv had seen living branch spells used before, but even she had never imagined them being used so creatively to trap someone. Viv could just picture Juliet dressed in dark robes, casting the spell in a hallway to trap a dozen girls at once. Viv would be standing over Juliet, of course, watching with pride as Juliet’s branches brought vials of glowing red potion to each girls lips. Viv could almost feel her hand petting Juliet’s bowed head as she watched the wicked red light burn into each girl, corrupting them as wonderfully as Juliet had been corrupted.
    Viv writhed against the wooden cage and felt her pussy dripping juices down her thighs.
    “Someone seems to enjoy that a little too much,” Juliet said with a smug smile.
    “It’s not so much being tied up,” Viv replied honestly. “Although it is pretty kinky. To be honest, it’s more giving me some ideas for the future. I know a lot of girls who deserve to be caught in a lovely spell like this.”
    Viv grinned at the other girl, hoping to see a flicker of greed as Juliet imagined capturing other girls. Instead there was a strange, hurt look in Juliet’s eyes that immediately confused Viv. What had that been? Viv recognized her own emotions in Juliet trapping and teasing her, but what had that look meant?
    Juliet stepped up and grabbed Viv’s chin, roughly. “Are you really thinking about other girls when I’m right here?”
    Viv smiled. Ah, so it had been jealousy. Curious, since Viv wasn’t that jealous of a person herself. She might have given Juliet her dreams, but apparently it was filtered through her own personality. Who would have guessed the great Juliet Silverleaf got jealous?
    Just as Viv was about to make a joke, Juliet suddenly swung her hand out and slapped Viv across the cheek. Hard.
    “The fuck!” Viv snapped, but flinched when she saw Juliet raise the back of her hand for another hit. As she saw Viv hold her tongue, Juliet gave a satisfied smile. Then her confidence vanished. All at once Juliet was giving her hand a frightened look and seemed like her old self again.
    “I- I’m so sorry. I don’t know why I did that…”
    Viv studied her, truly curious about her creation. If only she could cast a spell to scry on the thoughts in her head, but Juliet would no doubt be strong enough to sense the psychic intrusion. Instead, Viv opted for conversation.
    “Work it out,” Viv said encouragingly, ignoring the stinging pain in her cheek. “What were you feeling when you hit me?”
    “I-” Juliet scrunched up her nose. “It was really fucking hot seeing you tied up like that. Like you were all mine. Then you mentioned you were thinking of someone else…” That hurt anger was back in her eyes. Juliet clenched her fist. “I felt so angry. I was-”
    “Jealous?” Viv guessed.
    “Of course not,” Juliet replied with an innocent laugh. “I’d never be… be…” Her eyes opened in alarm. She’d dismissed the idea of having such an ugly emotion out of pure habit. Now, though, she was really reflecting on herself. “Holy shit. I was. I am. I’m jealous.”
    Viv hummed to herself. That would be a problem. What good was an evil slave who got angry when her Mistress wanted to fuck other slaves? Viv was thinking of how she could change Juliet’s personality, when Juliet suddenly reached out and caressed her cheek. Viv would have taken it for an apology, except that Juliet was back to acting confident and seductive, her brief relapse into being good already forgotten.
    “Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying I don’t want you fucking anyone else.” Juliet blushed. “I’m certainly thinking of fucking other women. So many others.”
    “Good.” Viv smiled. “There’s so many women we should have some fun with, right Juliet?”
    “Yessss,” Juliet hissed as her eyes glassed over. A hand slipped under her skirt and Viv could hear the wet sound of Juliet fucking herself. She tried to crane her head down to watch, but the wooden restraints had even run around her head to keep her completely immobile.
    Then Juliet abruptly gazed into Vivian’s eyes with an intense look. She grabbed Viv’s chin with slick fingers, and Viv caught the intoxicating smell of her cunt.
    “But not now. I figured it out. What you did wrong.” Juliet’s smile grew as she gripped Viv’s chin tighter, almost painful. “You don’t think of other women when I have you. Got it?”
    Juliet let her go. Still wearing that dangerous smile, Juliet got to her feet and began to sway back and forth. It took Viv a moment to realize that Juliet was trying to dance seductively, like Viv had done earlier. She was clumsy, clearly inexperienced, but when Juliet stripped off her shirt Viv had to admit that it was a good show.
    “I’m better than all of them,” Juliet claimed as she tossed her shirt away. Juliet kept dancing, getting into the rhythm of it as she continued to strip. “I’m the best you could ever hope for. If I have you, then you’re all mine.”
    Juliet’s clothes were quickly thrown across the room until she stood naked before the trapped Viv. Her body was like perfection. Freckles peppered across her soft curves. Breasts that begged to be groped and used. Hips that practically goaded Viv into grabbing them and bringing her close. A throat that deserved to be kissed. No. A throat that deserved to wear a steel collar, linking Juliet’s will to hers.
    Viv stared in appreciation. Juliet just might be her greatest accomplishment.
    Before her, Juliet suddenly shuddered, her breasts jiggling. “Fuck, this is so hot. The look in your eyes, I can see it. You want me so bad.”
    Viv grinned. “Yes. I want you. I want all of you.”
    Juliet matched her grin. “And I’ll give it to you. You can start with my pussy.”
    That’s when Viv remembered their little game. She was playing the part of the submissive for now, so that she could fan Juliet’s desire to dominate and use others. Once Juliet embraced that implanted darkness in her heart, then Viv would show her who was truly in charge. After all, Juliet was now infected with the dream of seeing Viv ruling the world. There was no possible way for Juliet to defy her with that locked in her mind.
    “See, you look very hot, and the restraints are fun, but I’m still not going to eat you out.”
    Immediately Juliet lost that confident pose, her grin wiped clean off her face. “But you- you-”
    She scowled and strode forward. Juliet suddenly thrust a hand between Viv’s legs and under her skirt, cupping her by her crotch. Viv moaned and struggled, while her soaked panties gushed juices down Juliet’s hand.
    “You lying slut. You’re practically dripping on the floor for me. You want me.”
    Viv ignored how good Juliet’s fingers felt against her cunt. By the dark gods, it had been forever since another girl had fingered her. She reclaimed her composure and gave a bored shrug. Or at least shrugged her shoulders as much as the wooden restraints allowed, which wasn’t much. “Yeah, of course I want you. But there’s no way I want you to force me to eat you out or anything degrading like that.”
    Juliet’s face seemed to lock up. Viv was practically able to watch as those dark red thoughts took over and began feeding Juliet wicked ideas. From the way her smile grew, it was clear Juliet was done resisting them. When Juliet’s eyes focused back on Viv there was an evil glee to them now.
    “Then I’ll just take you.”
    Juliet uttered the arcane word again. The stiff wooden restraints came back to life, and Viv was lifted right off the ground and carried into the air. They threw her back, and Viv let out a startled cry as she fell backwards towards the floor. The branches didn’t drop her, though. Instead they came to a stop and just kept her in the air, parallel to the ground. The wooden tendrils supporting her flattened and became rigid again, forming into an oddly comfortable table beneath her.
    Juliet towered over her now, obviously enjoying how she could manipulate Viv’s body. Viv was about to say something, when she realized that the smaller tendrils of wood hadn’t solidified like before. Instead they kept moving, slithering inside of her clothes and running all across her body. One surprisingly smooth branch slid into her panties and suddenly entered her cunt, making Viv gasp in pleasure.
    Her back arched but the restraints kept her in place, unable to move as the wooden tendrils began to tease her body. They wrapped around her breasts like groping fingers. They caressed her thighs and teased her clit as the one branch kept gently fucking her. It would only enter her pussy an inch or so and pull back, repeating the tease constantly and never truly fucking her the way she wanted.
    Viv was panting, writhing. And when she opened her eyes she saw Juliet grinning at her, touching herself as she watched Viv struggle.
    “You’re helpless,” Juliet said more to herself, clearly drunk on the sensation of being in charge. Viv couldn’t really blame her for it, either.
    “Let me guess: if I eat you out you’ll fuck me instead of keeping me on edge?” Viv had wanted to simply watch Juliet work, to gauge how well her slave adapted to being evil, but even she had to admit this was a wonderful setup. Worse, Viv was apparently much more worked up than she’d realized, and now even her own body was betraying her. Viv didn’t want to cut the fun short, but she really wouldn’t be able to handle much more teasing.
    As far as she was concerned, Juliet had more than proved herself worthy of being her slave.
    Except Juliet shook her head. “Oh no, I’m not fucking you, Vivian. You’re going to be trapped in your comfy new bed for a couple of hours.”
    Viv felt her blood turn cold. “What?”
    “I can keep this spell going for twelve hours or so. But,” Juliet added compassionately, “If you eat me out and make me cum, I’ll shorten it by, let’s say, two hours per orgasm.”
    Viv growled, but the sound turned into a pathetic moan as a tiny vine found her clit and began rubbing mercilessly. 
    Juliet suddenly stepped over Viv and climbed up on the newly formed table beneath her. She put her knees on either side of Viv’s head, squatting down so that her dripping pussy was only inches away.
    “You tried to deny me before, but now you’re mine. So beg for it, slut. Beg for the right to eat my pussy and please me.”
    Viv wriggled against the wooden cage as it continued to tease every sensitive inch of her body. This was too much; it was time to end it.
    She grinned up at Juliet, trying not to let her frustration show in her voice. “But Juliet, wouldn’t you rather eat me out instead?”
    Juliet was crouched over her, but now her body went rigid. Her eyes lost their focus for a moment, imagining it. Then she easily brushed it off. “Nah. I’d much rather ride your face for hours.”
    “Come on,” Viv said, a strain to her voice. “Doesn’t this seem a little backwards?”
    Juliet cocked her head. “What do you mean?”
    “This is a lovely little setup,” she panted, her voice getting breathy as the thick branch continued to slide in and out of her cunt, never deep enough to satisfy. “But imagine if I was the one over you. Imagine if you were locked in here, frustrated and helpless while I made you beg.”
    Juliet’s face went red, and Viv grinned in triumph. There it was. Juliet had a wonderfully surprising dominant streak in her that Viv loved, but it was time to prove who was really in charge. She’d make sure to let Juliet dominate and abuse all her future slaves for her amusement, but Juliet herself would always helplessly submit to her. That was her greatest dream now, after all. To see Vivian seated on a throne above the world. When Juliet was forced to hold her above all others, including herself, how could she do anything but sink to her knees in praise?
    Viv waited, holding out as the wooden restraints continued to bring her to the edge, knowing that Juliet would blink first.
    Finally Juliet stared down at her, a new understanding on her face. She’d finally realized her place, Viv thought happily.
    With a look of awe, Juliet reached down to cup Viv’s cheek. Then promptly laughed in her face. “You have guts, Viv, I’ll give you that. But do you really think I’d give up all this power for you?”
    Viv’s mouth dropped. “Of course you will.”
    Now it was Juliet’s turn to look puzzled. “I’m sorry. Which of us is trapped and being fucked right now?”
    “That doesn’t-”
    Juliet suddenly slapped her across the cheek. A playful slap this time, but clearly meant to remind her of just how hard Juliet can hit when she wanted to.
    “I ask again. Which of us is getting fucked, and which of us is sitting on top? You need a reality check, Vivian.”
    Now Viv growled in fury. “You need a reality check. Tell me, Juliet, what do you want to see more than anything? What’s your greatest dream?”
    Juliet suddenly stopped, all emotion draining from her face. Her eyes went wide. “My dream? I… I want to see…”
    Viv relaxed, or relaxed as best she could with dozens of wooden fingers ravishing her body. Above her, Juliet was shuddering, her pussy dripping at the visions unfurling in her head.
    “I see… a world ruled by evil.” Juliet gasped, some part of her old self being forced to witness the dream that Viv had given her. A tear slipped down Juliet’s face. “I see monsters roaming the streets. I see demons in the air. Witches ruling the world.” Juliet made a strangled sound. She abruptly let out a loud moan as she caressed her throat. “I see them fucking everyone, corrupting everyone. Making them all evil. Wicked. Horny. Sluts to evil power.”
    Juliet was still shaking, her eyes glowing with red light now. She kept that hand on her throat, while her other hand began to fuck herself. Viv had to watch those fingers pumping in and out of Juliet’s cunt, just inches away, and a few drops of her lust dripped down onto Viv’s face. She resisted the urge to lick them up. This show was too good to miss.
    “I want… I want evil to take over. I want everyone to be evil. To unleash all their desires. Make them fuck and fight like they really want. Everyone should be evil like-” Juliet gasped. Then in a quiet, halting voice said, “Everyone should be… evil like… like me.”
    Juliet thrust her fingers into herself, quivering in orgasm. She cried out in bliss, her glowing red eyes staring at the ceiling.
    Beneath her, Viv grinned in victory. She’d truly done it. What no other demon or dark lord had been able to achieve. She’d defeated the great Juliet Silverleaf! Now that she’d embraced the evil within her, it was time for Juliet to admit the truth.
    “You want evil to win,” Viv said.
    Juliet was still shivering in orgasmic bliss, but nodded her head eagerly. “Yes!”
    “You want to erect a dark throne atop the world.”
    “Yes!” she cried in ecstasy.
    “And the Mistress seated there deserves to own the world. To own everyone.”
    “Oh fuck yes!” Juliet had been coming down from her orgasm, but hearing Viv utter those words threw her into another overwhelming climax. Her cunt was practically leaking down on Viv as her fingers fucked her helplessly.
    “That evil Mistress is the greatest witch to ever live.”
    “Yes,” she panted, eyes rolled back. Juliet looked ready to pass out from the overload of pleasure, but Viv kept pressing.
    “That evil Mistress deserves to have everyone in the world as her slave.”
    “Yes, yes, yesyesyesyes.”
    “Now tell me,” Viv said with a grin, her triumph at hand. “Tell me who sits on that throne.”
    Juliet shook and suddenly collapsed. Her legs gave out from under her and she abruptly fell onto Viv’s chest, knocking the air out of her. Juliet wilted, her arms falling weakly to her sides as her head bowed forward. Viv went to catch her but the wooden restraints still kept her locked in place. Luckily Juliet managed not to pass out and caught herself on the wooden table that was holding Viv hostage.
    For a few seconds Juliet just sat there on Viv’s chest, her pussy dripping passion down Viv’s tits. She sat there panting, shivering, her eyes shut tight.
    “Juliet.”
    She stirred, her mouth opening and closing, and it seemed she felt too weak after cumming to even open her eyes. To Viv the girl looked exhausted. Utterly defeated. Viv had never seen anyone so beautiful.
    “Juliet,” Viv said again. “Who sits on top of that throne?”
    This time Juliet smiled, a truly grateful smile. She reached out and cupped her hands behind Vivian’s head. Smiling down at her, Juliet opened her eyes to reveal they had changed, her green eyes transformed into a brilliant crimson. The same red color as the potion.
    In a voice of utter exultation, Juliet grinned and announced, “Me.”
    Viv’s breath caught in her throat. “What?”
    Juliet gripped Viv’s hair tight. An evil grin grew on her face. “I see myself sitting upon my throne, with you kneeling at my feet before me. My loving slave. My perfect slave.”
    Viv was at a complete loss of words. What the fuck was Juliet saying? This was Vivian’s dream. That was her throne to rule from. What possible right did Juliet have to even imagine herself in Viv’s rightful place?
    “No,” Viv muttered, desperately trying to shake her head in protest, but Viv’s tight grip on her hair kept her still. “No, that’s not right.”
    Juliet’s crimson eyes narrowed as she focused down on Viv. Somehow that icy look sent a shiver of fear down Viv’s spine, as well as a spike of pleasure through her clit. Then Juliet was smiling softly, the terrifying intensity gone for now. She even began to lovingly pet Viv’s head as she spoke happily.
    “You’re right, Viv. Such a smart pet. Why should you be kneeling when you’d be put to better use with your head underneath me, eating me out while I rule the world.”
    Viv opened her mouth to refuse when Juliet slid forward without warning, planting her dripping cunt down on Viv’s face. Viv fought against her bonds, struggling to breath, but Juliet didn’t let up for a second.
    “You’ll be my throne, Viv,” she continued, grinding her sex down against Viv. “Your face will be my royal seat. Your mouth is mine.”
    Viv had her mouth clamped shut, refusing to be used in such a humiliating fashion, but she was running out of air. Not to mention the probing branches continued to tease and grind and thrust against her in every wonderful place. But she wouldn’t give in no matter what.
    Just then Juliet shifted her position and lifted up off of her, and Viv snatched a gasp of air. Which is exactly what Juliet wanted.
    With a simple word and a flick of her wand Juliet froze Viv’s jaw in place, leaving her mouth open wide.
    “Hurra nnahurrmph!” Viv moaned, her tongue frozen in place and unable to form any words.
    Juliet just tittered and rubbed her clit at the sight of Viv so helpless beneath her. “Fuck, why have I never done this before? This is SO much better than being timid.” 
    She moaned happily to herself as she planted her cunt down on Viv’s open mouth. She began to grind her hips back and forth, letting Viv’s frozen and outstretched tongue slide between her dripping pussy lips. Juliet used Viv’s mouth and began to laugh in amazement. “It’s so fucking hot to take what I want!”
    Viv whimpered. Her pride told her to scream and hiss and fight, but the wooden tendrils teasingly fucking her holes had Viv so worked up, so desperate and needy, and Juliet’s cunt was so incredibly delicious. She couldn’t move her tongue or her mouth, but Viv could still gulp down the sweet juices that dripped down into her mouth. It was almost intoxicating. Had Juliet used a spell to enhance the taste, or was her cunt this naturally amazing?
    Viv’s eyes snapped open. No, she couldn’t give in to this. Juliet was riding her face with a smug expression and that wasn’t something Viv could take lying down. Where had the potion gone wrong?
    Even with her body trapped in this seductive wooden embrace and Juliet using her mouth as her own personal sex toy, Vivian was confident that there hadn’t been a mistake with her potion. She’d given Juliet her dream of power, she was certain of that fact. And aside from mistakenly thinking she should be in charge, Juliet was corrupted beyond Viv’s expectations. She was abusing others, using her magic to take what she wanted, and indulging in her every desire. But why did Juliet have the absurd notion that she was the witch who deserved to rule?
    As Viv sat there helplessly drinking down the taste of Juliet’s pussy, she began to wonder if maybe the potion wasn’t done yet. Juliet was so pure, and turning all of her sickeningly good impulses evil was probably just taking some extra time. The proper dream of seeing Viv on the throne of the world was no doubt still loading. Juliet thought she belonged there, but in another few minutes she would probably realize her mistake. Embarrassed, she’d recognize her true place as a sex slave and climb off of Viv, begging her Mistress for forgiveness.
    Viv’s half-closed eyes smiled with relief. Yes, that made much more sense. She couldn’t have made a mistake. Things were still going according to plan, so she should… she should sit here and enjoy Juliet’s pussy. It was wonderful, after all.
    Heartened by this new train of thought, Viv started to lick up at the delicious cunt with renewed purpose. She did pause for a second, wondering when she’d gotten back the ability to use her mouth, but then she saw Juliet wave her wand and she-
    ‘This is fine,’ Viv thought and began eating her out again. ‘This is what I want. Easy to accept and enjoy.’
    That’s right, it was easy to accept. This was what she wanted. Juliet would be her slave soon, just as she was meant to be, so it was fine if she thought she was the one in charge for a little while. What surprised Viv more was finding that it was kind of fun to have Juliet in charge. Someone so evil and forceful, so commanding; Juliet was just like her. Viv had never known what it would be like to be a slave. Perhaps, just for a little while, it would be okay to-
    ‘Accept and enjoy. This is what you want. So easy to let go.’
    Viv moaned, and in response she found Juliet humping her face faster. Viv happily began thrusting her tongue deeper into Juliet’s pussy, and the wooden tendrils that had been teasing her for so long suddenly began to respond in kind. They pressed deeper into Viv’s cunt, into her ass, and began to truly fuck her at long last.
    “Yeesssh,” Viv moaned, her mind swimming in the utter bliss she felt.
    It was so good… to let Juliet use her like this. 
    No need to worry… it would work out how she wanted. This was what Viv wanted. To let Juliet use her. To accept and enjoy. 
    Accept that she was here to be fucked… when Juliet wanted. Enjoy when she… got to fuck Juliet… or anyone else Juliet wanted. It would be so good… to be a slave for her… for her…
    “Mistress.”