Mind Controlling My Daughter With Dark Magic

by Amber FoxxFire

I sat there, staring at my 18-year-old daughter, Nikki, as she giggled at something on her phone. She'd grown up so fast, and it was becoming harder and harder to control her. But then, a stray thought crept into my mind. What if I COULD control her? What if I could make her do whatever I wanted?

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I sat there, staring at my 18-year-old daughter, Nikki, as she giggled at something on her phone. She'd grown up so fast, and it was becoming harder and harder to control her. But then, a stray thought crept into my mind. What if I COULD control her? What if I could make her do whatever I wanted?

I knew it was a fucked up idea, but the more I thought about it, the more I couldn't shake it off. I had to try. The question was, how? And then, as if the universe had decided to give me a sign, I stumbled upon an old book in my late father's study.

The book was old and worn, with a strange symbol on the cover. As I flipped through the pages, the words seemed to blur together, but I could sense a dark energy emanating from them.

I knew it was dangerous, but I couldn't resist. I spent hours reading the obscure incantations and spells, immersing myself in the dark arts of mind control.

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The book detailed how to manipulate someone's thoughts and desires, how to make them completely subservient to my will. It was a sickening feeling, but I couldn't stop.

I knew that I had to test the spells before using them on my daughter. So I set my sights on a waitress at a nearby café. She was young and pretty - probably a year older than my daughter - with long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I knew I shouldn't be doing this, but the thrill of it was too much to resist.

I studied her for days, watching her every move, memorizing her habits and routines. And then came the day - the day I put my dark knowledge of the spells into practice. It was just another ordinary day at the café, with the blonde waitress going about her business, serving customers and collecting tips.

I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath, and then started whispering the incantation under my breath. It felt strange and unnatural, as if I was speaking a language that wasn't meant for human ears. I kept repeating the words over and over, until finally I could feel the power of the spell start to take hold.

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