Blood Dancer - Part 5.2

Back in the kitchen she found Reverend Wilma and her companions but not Beth. They were in the middle of a hushed conversation "...Who'd have thought the queen of the undead would show up" said one of them and they all giggled. Wilma sounded as if she did not entirely disagree with the catty comment but responded "Now remember, Beth said everyone was welcome...we should welcome unexpected guests no matter how...odd & weird they are".

"No" Kate thought "...they couldn't be discussing me could they". She rejoined the group and they ladies showed no sign that they had been talking about her...they continued bitching about someone who, according to these women, was aloof and weird and arrogant. Kate decided she liked the sound of this person straight away.

She returned to the job at hand, namely using her powers to distract the ladies of Lincoln Lake leaving her free to seduce and enslave Carl. As she was musing over the best way to distract them Reverend Wilma moved closer and whispered "Beth has had an unexpected guest arrive...things could be interesting". As she did so the middle aged pastor's fulsome chest pressed into Kate's lithe body and she could sense the repressed lust. The contact between them was far from innocent and Kate was impressed by Wilma's discreet but almost predatory boldness. "Too interesting not to" she decided and she focused her attention on Wilma. Gently, ever so gently, she pressed and pushed and stimulated the base areas of Wilma's mind releasing her repressions and boosting her libido. The result would be a torrent of glorious lust and a blissful freedom from her rigid inhibitions. At the same time Kate stimulated Wilma's latent desires towards other women. It would be very interesting to see how this disciplined woman acted on these unleashed appetites. At the same this lust would cause Wilma's natural pheromone levels to go through the roof thus making her almost irresistible.

All this happened over a few seconds and Kate smiled to herself as she envisioned the debauchery her mischief would wreak on this small town...it pleased her to think of Stacey suddenly finding herself the object of lust and Reverend Wilma turning into a wanton slut whilst Kate feasted on her ultimate prize.

As she was enjoying the mental imagery Wilma pressed closer to her and placed her hand on the small of Kate's back just just above her ass. The lust was coursing through the middle aged woman now, it was obvious. As she did so she leaned right next to Kate's ear "Beth has had a visitation from the forces of darkness" and nodded towards the patio doors where Beth was just re-entering with a short, pale redheaded woman in tow. Wilma let her hand linger on Kate and whispered "Our new English teacher arrived in town 6 months ago, started failing everyone in school and will barely say hello to anyone...Don't think anyone was expecting her".

She was in the middle of talking to the woman and Kate heard her say "...unexpected to see you here. I didn't think you liked soccer".

She turned and raised her eyebrows to the ladies present hinting that it was extremely surprising and amusing to have this new guest arrive. The new arrival looked utterly, utterly uncomfortable at the attention. She  stared at the floor and mumbled "Well it was very exciting and you said everyone was welcome for the party". She wore a blue sundress but had dark makeup that made her pale complexion stand out all the more. Her hair was cut into a pageboy style and her overall demeanor screamed introvert. It was clear she was considered an outsider here and Kate decided there and then to make it her business to get to know this meek loner.

Brigid for her part was hating every second of socialising with the local church congregation. She picked up on every glance and knowing smile the ladies exchanged but pretended not to. She knew she needed to infiltrate this group if she was to find out who on earth was practicing black magic in this homely, unremarkable community.

She knew Beth and the Reverend but most of the others were a mystery to her...This was exactly how she wanted it. She hated the fact she'd had to move to Lincoln Lake, she just wanted to be left on her own. Socialising was the absolute last thing on her mind but she would have to have firm evidence on the perpetrator before the rest of the coven would get involved. One of the women, a striking lady with a European accent passed her a glass of wine and Beth began to make awkward small talk and she did her best to join in. As she chatted Brigid carefully lowered her defences and casually reached to the crystal pendant hanging around her neck, it was a charm the would discretely boost Brigid's perceptions without betraying her powers to the source of the magic, she knew that staying undetected was vital until she understood what was going on.

She smiled and nodded cheerily to Beth as she opened herself up and was appalled at what she found.

Under ordinary circumstance and when they are not using their powers vampyres by their nature omit no aura..This meant Kate was undetectable to Brigid's enhanced senses. Although blissfully unaware of the undead monster standing hidden in their midst she couldn't help but detect the sorcery Kate had casually thrown around the Langdales. It hung around the house like a stench. It was so thick she had trouble discerning any sort of source.

Lust. Pure animal lust...The house was awash with lust enchantments.

Brigid felt herself becoming utterly aroused as her vulnerable, boosted senses hungrily absorbed it all. Her nipples grew swollen and hard and her pussy throbbed. She felt herself flush "Oh Goddess" she thought "too much, too much". She wanted to shut it off but she knew she couldn't...it was intoxicating. She was so horny...the effects of the spells was magnified a thousandfold by the charm...she felt her panties beginning to dampen as her arousal soaked through them. If she was going to stay undetected she had to endure this until she could zero in on who was using the magic.

Forcing back the urge to run the bathroom and masturbate for all she was worth she smiled at Kate and said "I love your house, I was looking at buying one similar when I first moved here but it was wayyyy out of my price range" which made Beth smile broadly ...can I have the grand tour?"

Ever eager to please Beth took Brigid by the hand and lead her round the house. The site of their normally aloof English teacher at the party caused momentary consternation amongst student and parent alike and Brigid did her best to appear fully in the spirit of things with a stream cheery greetings "Don't mind me", "So nice to see you", "Just enjoying the party". All the while she was was letting the lust flow through her trying to find the source. She looked at Beth with her plump cheeks and buxom chest and wanted to hug her and press her lips on her, she had to get a grip but it was overpowering.

It had been at it's strongest in the kitchen so she knew there was someone in there who had worked an enchantment she could also feel an energy source at the back of the house, "What was going on" she thought. She turned to Beth and smiled again "So how big are the gardens?" and was promptly lead out through some patio doors. Out there a bunch of her 12th graders hurriedly tried to hide their drinks but Brigid didn't care, over by the barbeque she detected a huge bloom of magical energy...Stacey. She was currently talking to three guys who were obviously fawning all over her trying to impress her. This was inevitable given the amount of love spells eminating from her and the obviously enchantments the guys were under. Teenage girls messing with magic, nothing more dangerous. She remembered noting that Stacey and Carl had recently broken up. A classic case. There would be a book somewhere or an older unregistered Witch who had taught Stacey the art of arcane love spells. Brigid felt better...she could deal with this sort of thing, definitely. A few anti-magic binds and the destruction of whatever they were using for their spells. Maybe a bit of a scare visit from some of the coven's more intimidating witches and warlocks. She just needed to find out what else was happening.

She allowed the grand tour to continue back towards the kitchen the second magical hotspot. Instantly she found her second fountainhead, Reverend Wilma. "Holy shit" thought Brigid "...the local pastor". That was unexpected but there was no mistaking it. Wilma had heightened all her sexual energies and was busy trying to seduce the poor European stranger who'd given her the wine earlier.

The barbeque had done it's work, the drink was flowing and, thanks to Kate's extra curricula activities, hormones levels were rising. The result was a party that was generally agreed to be one of the best in living memory. Brigid staying on and sipped wine and made small talk with Beth and the other ladies. It was awkward and she suspected her host would like nothing better than for Brigid to leave but she couldn't she had to observe this an plan how to deal with it. She needed to search Wilma and Stacey's homes as soon as possible.

Guests started leaving...couples were feeling more amorous than they had in years, new hookups were made, even a couple of new extra-marital affairs being planned and one totally unexpected threesome would occur. Brigid moved closer to Wilma and Kate and topped up Kate's drink. Wilma refused saying she had to lead services in the morning. The three talked pleasantly...Kate, still unaware Brigid was a witch, decided she liked the young teacher with her timidity, intensity and obvious intelligence. She decided to get to know her better whilst she waited for the full moon and her feeding ceremony. It was obvious that the petite redhead was feeling the effect of Reverend Wilma's newly acquired charms. She was flushed and the heat emanating from her groin was unmistakable. Wilma too was fully aroused and Kate smiled inwardly at where all this could lead for the two of them.

She said her goodbyes and made her way to Beth to get her number and confirm that Carl would indeed make himself available to her as her gardener. "Mission accomplished" she thought.

Brigid was now fully in the firing line having "rescued" Kate from Wilma's advanced. She was hornier than she'd ever been in her life having spent the afternoon enduring wave after wave of super-charged lust spell. Wilma smiled at her and discreetly topped up her drink again. Although not obvious because of Wilma's natural discretion it was clear she was the prey for this buxom older woman. Stacey could wait, Wilma would be her first investigation. Brigid knew what was going to happen next and she appraised the reverend, short pageboy hair, round face with full cheeks and plump lips. Her striking feature was her chest, Brigid estimated them as G or larger possibly swollen due to the spells she'd apparently worked. Her skirt, although not short, showed off thick nylon covered thighs and full rounded calfs. Brigid had never had a problem with her bisexuality or older, more rubenesque figures. She was so aroused she would be happy to jump on Wilma right there and then.

She took a deep breath and said "I will probably need to call a cab, it's getting late". Inevitably Wilma smiled and said "I think we don't live too far away, I can drive you".

Brigid was in for an interesting evening.