Temptation

7

The night has gone exactly how I've expected it to so far. I watched Ramiro work the shift he promised to, and my god he was good at it. The women he ate were left screaming, the men he sucked shaking. All I could think of was switching places with any of those customers.

As he did that, Oren gave Elise the "night" she requested. I didn't see what was going on, but from the sound of it, they enjoyed those thirty minutes a lot.

Now that she has her sex addiction fueled, she is able to properly teach me.

"The gift can be very dangerous. When you are in pleasure, you will have many thoughts of what you want to happen. When not in control those thoughts, you will use the gift without knowing. That is why you need to learn this all while distracted," she explains.

"But can't I learn what to do and then try it?"

"Well sure, but if you do it while distracted you will be able to do it normally very easily. It is just saving me time really," she giggles.

I guess I understand that.

"Are you boys ready?" she asks them with her entertained grin.

They look at each other.

"Ramiro first," Oren blurts.

He gives Oren a pissed glare, but he steps up to me anyways.

"Très bien! Just do your absolute best for right now Adira. I need a... how do you say... an example to use."

"A baseline?" I ask.

"Oui!" she cheers.

I look at Ramiro the same way he looked at me in his office. The same eyes that he gave me searching for my consent. He quickly realizes and lets out a small laugh. That is followed by the nod I needed.

I focus my energy on him while I slowly trace my finger down his clothed bicep. His breath gets heavier, but that could easily be from stage fright. Now that I feel tapped into him, I can probably get something to work.

"As much as I appreciate your submission... touching me would be nice," I repeat from that same night.

He would laugh if he could, but he is too busy trying not to fight this mind control. To really try and manipulate him, I think of where I want touched. I even make it simple by just thinking of my ass, but that is not where his hands land. Instead they hold my waist.

"I want to feel what every last customer felt tonight..."

He doesn't act on anything. Instead, his mind makes him ask, "And what's that?"

I grab onto his tall shoulders and leverage myself up to his ear.

"Ecstasy..." I whisper.

Nothing. I drop the focus and look at Elise.

"Alright... I think I know what is happening here," she says as she leads me over to the couch.

Ramiro takes a second to recover from the mind games.

"You are thinking much too hard about it. It's not always commanding something you want to happen, it's also about commanding for something you desire."

I raise my brow and let her know that I don't get it.

"You are not very experienced sexually yet... are you?"

I shake my head.

"Could you describe the best orgasm you have ever had though?" she smiles.

I glance at Ramiro, embarrassed.