Pussy-Snatchers of New York part 11 of 18

Pussy-Snatchers of New York part 11 of 18

By D Clark 2001

Cassandra brought her hands up to Alexis' face, and was about to take her lips and tongue with her mouth when she gazed into her friends' eyes. Now that Alexis was up close, Cassandra could see the change that had come over her friend since last night. Alexis' eyes looked empty and distant, as if there were no sentience behind them. Cassandra reacted with horror when she saw that Alexis now had the same doll's eyes as Catherine and Sherri.

What's wrong, lovely? Alexis asked menacingly. Don't you want to give your good friend a kiss?

But the spell Alexis had cast on Cassandra was now broken, and Cassandra yelled, just stay the fuck away from me as she ran out of the office. She didn't even turn off her computer or try to take any work with her she just grabbed her phone and briefcase and rushed for the exit.

Feeling she now had no choice but to call the police, Cassandra pulled out her phone to dial 911. Before she could bring up the keypad, the phone began vibrating and ringing at the same time. Cassandra looked down to see that it was Anna calling. Curious, she brought the phone up to her ear to listen.

Cassandra Anna asked.

Yes, Anna Cassandra replied

Cassandra, you have to help me! Anna's voice sounded frantic.

What is it?

She locked me in the bathroom, I can't get out. I don't know when she will be back!

Slow down, Anna. Who are you talking about? Where are you? What happened?

Sherri! She locked me in the bathroom of our apartment. She has something propped against the door so I can't force it open.

I will be right there, Sis. Don't worry.

She made me do such horrible things.

I know, Sis. It will be okay

Please hurry. She was talking earlier about taking me somewhere where they would do something even more terrible.

I will be right there. I am coming now.

Cassandra got to her car and sped home. Cassandra drove recklessly, passing cars going too slowly and running a few red lights. She decided to try calling the police again and dialed the emergency number as she drove home. She prayed that it would be a man who answered she had learned the hard way that women could no longer be trusted. After a few rings, a female voice on the other end of the line said, 9-1-1. What is your emergency? Cassandra hung up as quickly as possible. She would have to do this on her own. Cassandra passed another car travelling too slowly and slammed her foot on the gas pedal to accelerate home more quickly.

Cassandra unlocked the door to her apartment and walked inside cautiously. Daylight Savings Time had recently occurred and it was already dark at just 6:30. The entire apartment was dark except for a light left on in the kitchen. Cassandra stepped lightly into the apartment, her eyes peering at corners bathed in shadow. The place was eerily silent. Cassandra approached the bathroom door and called out softly "Anna? It's me." When she didn't hear an answer, Cassandra jiggled the door knob. The door was not locked. Cassandra turned the handle and pushed the door in. It creaked loudly as it slowly opened. The bathroom was completely empty. What was going on here? Anna had called her from here less than twenty minutes ago.

Cassandra heard a noise behind her and felt a tapping on her shoulder. Cassandra turned around and saw Sherri standing behind her. Sherri yelled "Boo!" causing Cassandra to scream in fright. Sherri laughed uproariously and said gasping for breath, I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself. I hope I didn't scare you too bad. It seemed like a prank Sherri would have pulled before she had transformed into this scary new thing.

After collecting herself, Cassandra demanded, where is my sister?

She is around, Sherri answered. "Don't worry about her.

If you hurt her!

Please. I would never do anything to hurt Anna. She's like a sister to me.

A sister that you have sex with!

Hey, don't knock it until you try it.

I'm going to pretend you didn't just say that. I want you to stop taking advantage of her.

We haven't done anything that she wasn't completely willing to do.

I don't believe that for a second. I'm beginning to understand what you- you creatures do. You've hypnotized her or brainwashed her or something.

I assure you it is nothing of the sort, Cassandra. Can I show you some pictures? I want you to see what 'unwilling' Anna has been up to today.

Feeling reluctant yet curious, Cassandra followed Sherri into the kitchen. Sherri handed her a large manila envelope. Cassandra opened it and pulled out a series of photographs. The pictures were in the same artistic style as Anna's photography, but erotic in nature. They were all in black and white and featured both Anna and Sherri individually and a few of the two of them together. Cassandra flipped through each photograph as Sherri looked on and commented on what Cassandra was viewing.

The first picture showed Anna from behind with her ass pointed at the camera while her hands spread her ass cheeks wide open. She was looking back and smiling at the camera as she displayed her open pussy and asshole. What a wonderful view. I'm lucky I got to see it up close and personal, Sherri said.
Next was a full frontal photo of Anna posing with her arms stretching out in the air, Anna's enormous breasts were pushed out and strip of pubic hair obscured her pussy due to the angle the photo was taken from. I don't have as much skill with a camera as Anna, but I think I did a pretty damn good job on these.

The next photo featured Anna sitting in bed with her back resting the nightstand. Her knees were drawn up with her legs spread wide open. Anna covered her genitals with a well placed hand though the slit of her vagina was visible between her fingers. Her eyes were closed with her mouth opened in silent ecstasy. Your little sister is so damn sexy. Sherri seemed to want to comment on each photograph.

The next picture showed Sherri's sleek body posing in sexy lingerie with her elbows out and arms on her sides. My first photo shoot, Anna makes me look way more beautiful than I really am.

The next photo was a point of view shot that Sherri took while Anna was licking her pussy. The lower half of Anna's face was obscured beneath Sherri's dark pussy, while Anna's eyes looked straight into the camera as the top half of her face peeked out above the mound of Sherri's black pubic hair. You would never believe Anna licked pussy for the first time yesterday. She is a natural. If she keeps exercising that tongue she could become the best pussy licker in New York City.

Next was a picture of Anna sitting on Sherri's face Sherri's tongue could barely be seen sliding into Anna's pussy, Anna was holding Sherri by her hair and grinning in pleasure it was a bitch getting the time delay right on that one. We had a lot of fun trying to get it perfect, though.

The final picture showed Anna's face up close. A sticky substance that almost had the consistency of semen covered Anna's fingers. She was letting a gob of the substance drip off her finger into her open mouth. Cassandra recognized it as the mysterious substance that seemed to be the source of the infected women's power.

Why did you want me to look at these? Why even take them? Cassandra asked as she threw the pictures down on the counter.

It was Anna's idea. She wanted you to know how much she was enjoying herself Sherri said. Don't act like you weren't turned on looking at them.

Cassandra would never have admitted it, but the erotic and artful nature of the photographs had piqued her interest. She just wished it weren't her little sister being featured so prominently in the erotic photos. Anna is very naive and not very bright sometimes, Cassandra answered. She doesn't seem to realize that these photos could come back to haunt her.

Don't worry I think those will just go in my private collection. Sherri said. It would be rather crude of me to resort to blackmail, unless you give me no other choice.

This is getting ridiculous. If my sister isn't here, I'm getting the fuck out.

Just one question Cassandra. Why didn't you tell me you were such a kinky little freak?

Excuse me?

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