Enough to be dangerous

"The what?" Maisie plays innocent.

"The curse," Linda says, unruffled. "Y'know, ancestral thing, crops up from time to time in our bloodline, usually to be used by perverted men to **** women?"

"I'm not sure what you're talking about," you say, though you know you're not capable of lying like Maisie can after you turned her into a masterful social manipulator.

"Don't play dumb. I'm afflicted by it as well. Nobody else knows, though, and I'd like to keep it that way. Well, nobody who isn't close family or already has someone."

"Wait, we're related?" Maisie drops the act. "So does that mean..."

"Yeah, like, a millennium and a half ago, probably. Curse is ancient, Maze. Every single female descendant's got it. That's thousands, maybe millions of women at this point. I've got it from my dad's side, it was dormant in his ancestry for generations since that line's all male for a few centuries back. I promise, the degree of con"--Linda pauses for a moment to recall the proper word--"consanguinity between us is almost certainly only slightly higher than that between you and him, or me and him." She gestures at you as she speaks. "Not high enough to trigger the prudes."

"I'm one of the prudes on that stuff," Maisie grumbles.

"Can't say I'm enthused about it, either," you admit.

"Didn't say I was, just that it's not something you need to worry about between us," Linda says. "And I don't mind telling you two because I know you've got an older sister, Maze, and I'm guessing you'll keep my secret in order to keep her secret." Linda looks pointedly at you, however.

"Of course," you say quickly.

"How'd you know?" Maisie asks.

"Well, I knew about the curse, and some family fables about what it could do. It didn't take much to put two and two together after that. Maisie, doing porn? Maisie, willing to do lesbian porn? All the different bodies? The fact that I somehow found this unremarkable? Had to be. And then when I saw how the two of you interact, that whisper, yeah, that confirmed it."

"OK, yeah, it's that curse," Maisie confirms. "What do you know about it?"

"Just that if some guy who knows about it, isn't a close blood relative, and doesn't already control someone with it finds out that I have it, then they can **** me to do stuff by giving me orders like 'Linda, pick your nose' or 'Linda, flash your tits' or 'Linda, turn into an eight-titted centaur with a massive horse wang and plow my ass'."

"That escalated quickly," you say.

"What about 'Linda, you're unshakably loyal to me and can never act against my best interests even if it harms you terribly'?" Maisie suggests.

"...fuck. Didn't even think about that."

So you and Maisie tell Linda the story of what you'd done so far with the curse, though you're careful to downplay Jocelyn's visit.

"Hey, I wanna hear about the sexy ace witch!" Linda objects.

"It's better you don't," you say. "I'm pretty sure that knowing what she told us is why I have to ensure that Maisie keeps feeling degraded."

"And you won't really explain that, either."

"Please just believe me that it's for your own good, Linda," Maisie says.

You nod vigorously in agreement.

"All right, fine. But if you ever think it's safe to tell me, you'd better damn well."

"We will," you promise.

Linda puts her clothes back on and leaves.

--

"Hey, Holly!" Linda says, jogging a bit to catch up with Maisie's older sister, both of them walking in the same direction.

"Oh, hey, uh, Linda, right?" she asks. "One of Maisie's friends?"

"Yeah." The pair reach a bus stop and sit down to wait.

"So," Linda continues, "what d'you think of what Maisie's doing now?"

"Oh, the porn venture?" Holly says. "I didn't take her for the type, but more power to her, I guess."

"I didn't either, but it's real." The video's already gone live so Linda sees no need to hide her involvement. "She just hired me, even."

"Now that I definitely didn't see coming." Holly's nonchalance about it was clearly some command on Maisie at work, Linda figures. For that matter, her own willingness to talk about it in public was probably something to do with that as well. "But I hope you can appreciate that I don't want any details on what it's like to fuck my sister."

"Of cou--" Linda begins, but before she can change the subject she's interrupted by a pussy-drenchingly sexy voice coming from above them.

"Linda, Holly," the most beautiful woman Linda could ever imagine existing says, "come with me."

The two women look at each other and their eyes go wide as they realise that, even if they were willing to indulge her naturally, they don't have a choice in the matter.

--

Three rules Jocelyn needed to break.

Linda, controlled by a woman.

Holly, controlled by a woman.

Jocelyn, controlling two people.

Three men whom Jocelyn callously murdered after using them to fuel the curse bypass, their deaths the final piece needed.

She feels no remorse over that, nor over the orders she gives the pair. It's for their own safety, after all, she tells herself. It's what Bethany would have wanted, or at least that's what she tells herself.

--

It's only been half an hour since Linda left when you leave Maisie at the computer to monitor website traffic to answer a call from the front door of the apartment complex.

"Hey, it's Linda, uh, we need to talk. Holly's here too, actually."

"Oh, sure, I'll buzz you in."

Maisie's taken to working in the nude, with a few body alterations that she claims are ideal for the tech work, but a few snapped commands have her back in her natural body and fully dressed.

"Linda, Holly, what brings you here?" she asks.

"Someone triggered our curses," Holly says without preamble.

"Oh, no... he let you go?" you ask quizzically.

"She, actually," Linda says. "Told us an interesting story, too, I'm guessing it's the one you didn't tell me."

"Sonia, Bethany, witches?" Maisie prompts.

Holly nods. "That's the one. She wouldn't say how it was that she was able to control us, or control both of us, for that matter."

"Witches and their mysterious ways," you say, shrugging.

"What commands did she give you?" Maisie asks. "If you're willing to say."

"Loyalty shit, obedience, not harming you or each other or ourselves," Linda says.

"And then a command each that she said would harm us so deeply that she could just give us nice ones for the rest of our lives," Holly adds.

"Care to share?" you say.

Linda holds out her phone. "Bank transfer. I'm to put my entire trust fund in this business, donation, not ownership stake. I'm gonna be flat broke now, so I literally need this job."

Holly is much more hesitant to share. "Jocelyn told me you'd... well, you'd not not love this, Maze. She said that one of the commands on you would let you enjoy it, at least while it's happening."

"No," Maisie says. "She didn't."

Linda looks just as miserable as Holly and Maisie, and it doesn't take you long to figure out what it must be about.

"She did. Said it would keep me tied to her forever. We're gonna have to fuck, sis. And even as I look like I like it, I'll be hating every second of it."

"And I'll actually be enjoying it."

"If you spend my trust fund money on an expedition to exhume Sonia's bones so we can burn them I will be your cocksleeve for the rest of my life," Linda promises as the two of you leave the apartment so the sisters can cry in private.