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Jayne Dough (jayne_dough) wrote in pandorarpg,

Pandora took a moment to admire the beautiful flesh that was revealed, reaching out with her left hand to stroke the young woman's thigh. Suddenly, she grabbed it and lifted, not enough to put the woman off-balance but enough to establish her control, and to position the thigh where she wanted it.

"From this moment forward, you will belong to me, and only to me."

She took out Jayne's wand and pressed the tip against the dark mark, speaking a powerful phrase that she had determined the day the Bungs woman had died, and once the last word was spoken, the tip of her wand pushed through the skin as if it were nothing but pudding.

From the contact point erupted a tentacle of pure magic that burned purple in colour. It slithered up from the dark mark as a cobra to music, waving back and forth before wrapping itself around Pandora's wrist. For a brief moment, the two women were enveloped in an eerie purple light that thrummed around them three times before dissipating entirely.

There. It was done.