I licked my lips as I tracked my prey. At my Master's command, though he dismissed that title with his good nature, I sought to bring in another couple volunteers after my friends had stayed their turn.

The first was a tall and lithe woman, long blond hair and a sway to her walk that spoke of confidence in her body. She was escorted by a shorter woman, short blonde hair and blue eyes. They were not related. Apparently, the taller was married, and the shorter was her sister-in-law.

They went into their room, and I followed, unnoticed. My Master's access now applies to me, so long as I did not abuse its power. And given what my Master did, 'abuse' was a very vague term.

The two of them did not notice me, as I sat down in a chair in their hotel room. They undressed, removing the clothes of the day, discussing their plans for the night, which I would change, and deciding what they should wear, which I too would dictate.

"You're going to volunteer at the Magician's show," I interrupted their discussion. "I'm here to make sure of it." With my Master's power, they didn't startle at my announcement. Instead, they approached me, curious. "I'm his Chief Assistant," I introduced myself, "and thank you for helping."

"Oh, that's good!" the Wife said. She hadn't a chance to remove her purple bra and panties as she hadn't decided on a dress for the night. The Sister wore white panties, and her black shirt was open from neck to crotch, unbuttoned to expose her lack of a bra. "We hadn't decided yet."

"But I wanted to..."

"Shush!" I commanded. "You're both going to help the Master tonight, but first, I must prepare you - and the man of the room."

"Oh!" The Wife nodded in agreement. "We can't go to the show without him! What is he going to do?"

I grinned. "For that, you're going to help me."

"And how is that going to happen?" the Sister asked as she relaxed.

"That's easy!" I announced as I stood up. "Both of you, take a seat facing the door."

They did just that, calmly and quietly. There was no need for my Master's tricks yet. That was for him, and him alone. "What is this going to do?" The Sister asked as she adjusted her jacket.

"Well," I said as I stood behind her and ran one hand down her open shirt, "Step one is to cut off your heads." With that, I stabbed the knife I took when they had their backs turned to me into the Sister's neck, and with a swift twist of the wrist, removed it.

I pulled her head up by the hair. Her neck was exposed at both ends, but there was no gore. The wife smiled, and applauded. "That's amazing!" she announced as I set the Sister's still living head on the chair I had just occupied.

I moved to her, and she offered her neck, which I severed with even less resistance.

I went back to my seat, both heads in hand. My timing was perfect, as just then, the Husband arrived.

"Hello!" I greeted him. "You have a choice to make," I said as he stared at me, the heads of his wife and sister in my lap, their bodies sitting to one side. I kept talking. "These two ladies have agreed to be the victims of my Master this evening for his show. He will maim them, torture them, rape and kill them for his pleasure and the pleasure of his audience." After all, he had done that to me time and time again. I knew what was in store for these two. "But as it turns out, he only needs two," I explained. "You will choose one woman. If you pick your wife, her head will go onto your sister's body, and I will take your sister's head and your wife's body. Pick your Sister, and it will be the same. The one you choose will stay with you this night, and they will grant your every carnal desire, no matter what - and you will have those desires," I added. "The other will go to the show tonight. Choose, or you will loose them both. You have sixty seconds."

He panicked. He tried to negotiate. Tried to demand, but he could not change my will, the will of my master or my offer.

He ran out of time.

I stood up, taking the two women with me, their heads in my hands and their bodies walking behind me. As I passed by the Husband, I passed the heads to the opposite body to carry. I pressed my naked body against him, just to twist the knife home. "You know," I whispered as the others passed by out of the room, "if you had the mind, I never said you couldn't pick me. The women would have gone away to their fate, but me? I would have gladly suffered whatever you wanted of me. You could have had your vengeance on me." I licked his cheek. "Now, it's too late." I pulled away, leaving him with a slip of paper in his hands. "Here's a single ticket to the show. Come."