Victoria Under a Spell
She smiles at you. "No, I am not reading your mind," she says as she begins to undress. "My name is Victoria,
"Uhm... Well... Yes, that is what you shall call me from now on. And, as for you, I suppose Victoria is fine. Or slave," you stammer. "But, I reserve the right to change my mind at any time," you say, trying to reassert control over the situation.
"Of course, ," she says. "You shall do whatever you wish, and I will aid you in any way I can. Shall I finish undressing for you now?" she asks.
"I can feel the spell still working within me, my desire is greatly increasing. I am almost ready for you to take me and complete my enslavement."
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