Bring her to her knees.

You lead Riley to your dressing room to discus the matters of your show. As you enter you turn to your dresser to grab the Amethyst pendulum from your vanity. "So you would like to know how the show went down correct Riely?" you ask the reporter as she takes a seat with not pad in hand, ready to write down the whole story. "That's right. Tell me everything." Riely replies with ambition. "Well it all started when Ms. Dominden walked onto the stage." You begin to explain as you present the Amethyst pendulum before her. "Once her eyes glanced at this..." You begin to explain as you swing the pendulum before her face "...She was near putty in my hands." you continue to explain as Riley's gaze fixates onto the Amethyst.

"And that my dear is how you feel into my power." You say as you turn the story into an induction for Riely, who now sits slumped back onto your couch. "Isn't that right Riely?" You ask with an evil grin on your face. "Yes Miss Mysteria." Riely responds in a monotone voice. "Good now tell me what you looking for in this story." you ask as you take a seat in front of her. "My goal was to find a story of intrigue that would blow me straight in to a world news field reporter position." Riely responds. "And you believe my story has that kind of potential?" you ask formulating your plan. "Yes. Anyone who could demean a proper diva like Ms. Dominden must be planning something nefarious." With your plan cemented in your head you stand up before your captive reporter. "You are right about that much Riely." You begin to explain to her. "My show is worthy of a big time reporter like yourself. Not because its evil, but because it's so outstanding. You have found my work quite bewitching. All you want is to sing the praises of my abilities. And when I snap my fingers you will become my willing minion. Desiring to report my show as the pinnacle of stage entertainment, as well as pleasing me anyway I see fit. Understand?" You explain to the reporter. "Yes mistress Mysteria" She coos back.

As you snap your fingers, Riely wakes up and looks up to you. As her gaze meets yours she falls to her knees in obedient bliss. "Mistress Mysteria please forgive me for attempting to tarnish the name of your amazing performance. Please allow me to make it up to you." She begs as she kneels before you. "I can forgive your arrogant tongue my dear. But from this point on whenever you report about me, or are in my presence, you must piss your pants to please me." You command. "Of course mistress. Please...Allow me to... please you." Riely says as her leg muscles relax, allowing a stream of fragrant piss to run down her dress slacks. You look down at your new pawn in delight. "Very good." You tell her. "Now what did you have in mind for making it up to me."