"Absolutely not."

Vanessa shakes her head. "Well, that's a problem for me, dear. I already did a job for you, and now you're trying to wriggle out of paying me? We can't have that."

"I'm happy to pay you in gold, like a normal person. But I'm not going to play your perverted little games."

"You know I don't care about gold. We had an agreement, Evellyn. I expect you keep up your half of it."

Evellyn rolls her eyes. "I told you I'd pay you a standard fee."

"My standard fee. Which involves putting on a show for my entertainment. You really won't do it?"

"Don't be ridiculous. I'm not going to take my clothes off for you."

"Suit yourself." Vanessa shrugs. "If you're not going to give me what's rightfully mine, I'll just have to take it. Stand up."

"What, what-"

You recognise this as a twist in the hypnosis spell from before. Evellyn's body seems to be moving on her own, forcing her to stand, take off her coat and begin to unbutton her trousers. She's conscious of what she's doing, but unable to prevent herself from doing it. You sit back, sip your ale and enjoy the blazing fury on her face as she lets her pants drop to her ankles and stands in front of you with her lacy black panties on display.

"How dare you - no!"

A huge grin is plastered across Vanessa's face. She makes a spiralling gesture, and Evellyn is obliged to put her hands on her head and give you a little twirl, showing off her long legs and heart-shaped bottom to advantage. "Well, well, well. Not so proud now, are you? Bet you're wishing you'd paid up."

"Fine," Evellyn snaps. "You win. Again. Can I go now?"

Vanessa looks to you. "She's not even down to her bra yet. What do you think? Should we let her go?"