Ah~ I screwed up. I enslaved him...

Miles smirked as he groped my breast, squeezed it-

“Ah~” I gasped as he twisted my nipple. He smiled and let go of the leash-

No!

He grabbed the leash and pulled it, making me stand on my toes...

I whimpered with pleasure and-

Fuck.

I accidentally enslaved Miles... Fuck! That was not the plan!

As he started perplexing me, I made his mind think about something else... to buy myself time. I also quickly enslaved all the men present in the shop...

Fuck – Miles was supposed to be free from my influence! He was supposed to be a wild card, not someone I could control! Why did I have to think with my cunt and act upon it? Ehy! And now he was looking around – fuck! Okay - let's go with this...

“How do you feel, Mrs Stevenson?” He asked as I started manipulating his memories and thoughts.

“Like sex slave on display~uh~” I moaned as he grabbed my tit again. A shudder of pleasure went through my body.

“Then why don't we measure up to your fantasy~” He chuckled and pulled the leash, making me walk behind him. He stopped and turned to me. “No, no. You are a sex slave on display. Walk as you were on display – shake those goods.” He pulled the leash again – this time I cat-walked, thrusting my chest up and forward, swaying my ass...

The men present observed me as I was being paraded... My pussy started leaking from excitement, my sex juices splashing on the floor. It was hard to think about how to get out of this situation.