He entered the mansion where Phoebe and Piper were ranting at Paige demanding to know what was going on, why they couldn't leave. Paige had no choice but to be silent. As soon as Piper saw him she raised her hand to use her powers.
He beat her to the punch. "None of you are to use your powers against me, or to try to call for help. What Paige can't tell you is I slipped her a mind control potion. Then I ordered her to give it to you."
"Bullshit," Phoebe declared.
"What's happening isn't proof enough? Fine. Come over here and bow down before me. Like they do sultans in old movies."
The three obeyed, droping to their knees. Their hands went over their heads and they knelt forward, heads touching the floor.
"Good girls. Get up."
"We'll find a way to break free?" Piper snapped.
"No you won't. Everyone knows Power of Three spells are the most powerful around and cast with rhyming couplets. So I wrote up this little spell for you. Cast it on yourselves."
The three witches took the slip of paper and read it. Tears immediately formed in their eyes. "Oh, god no."
"I'm so sorry guys."
"No tears girls. I want you to smile. Be perky while you cast it."
They were forced to obey their voices taking on a cheerful tone.
"The Power of Three: tits, cunt, and ass.
We're total sluts; we have no class
No morals, we're consumed with lust even for each other
If she were alive we'd even fuck our mother.
We're evil to our very cores
All we want is to be your whores
We're eager to do whatever you say
Please command us so we can obey
We cannot break free, we don't want to try
We want to be evil and will be even after we die.
The Power of Three now represents sin
The Charmed Ones are going to help evil win."
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