They sat down on the chairs in the kitchen to have a glass of fruit juice while thinking hard for the perfect punishment. Amber said: "Do you like to have her body, Stacey?" She nodded. "Yes. It is nice. But i wouln´t live like that. I think we should punish her in a way that i can take her body from time to time. Just remember our date on saturday!" Amber agreed. "It would be nice. And it would be nice too, if we had her money and could use her flat when our parents are freaking out again, as mine did last week, when Steve wanted to take me out. What do you think? Is there a possibility to make her our willing servant by changing her mind?"
"Amber!", shauted Stacey, "you are a genius! We have to try it out! Lets go and get her to cook something for us to test out the possibility of mind control!" Both giggled visibly, as they reached the invisible cage of the pentagram. The former model stood inside, and lokked at them with fearful eyes. She nearly seemed to freak out. Stacey stepped directly to the edge of the markings on the floor.
She said: "I wish my and Ambers thoughts are that strong, that we can read minds and control others thoughts, but not each the ones of the other. The thought control shall be lasting for a time we want to!"
"It happened!" cried Amber out. "I can feel my mind expanding and grwoing and... oh my. Our prey seemes to be shocked in terror. Real shocked. It was the worst to her, that you took her body. She felt like you were killing her." Staceys mind reached out, and she saw the same. "Yes Amber. You´re right. From her point of view hjer shooting to us was the ultima ratio, and it was as cruel as stealing her Body. Are we allowed to punish her, now, that we know her point of view?" Amber replied: "I don´t know. But how can we let her be a free person? She will tell your abilities to everyone, perhaps even the police. And then we are living our live in constant danger. This is no solution." "So, what do we do now?"