Dr Darke to the rescue?

Christina folded her arms and glared at the lecherous old man. She had already had enough of creepy guys ordering her around and perving over her for a lifetime and this one didn't even have any special powers to compel her to obey him.

"I'm not going to dance for you" she answered in defiance "Now let me pass"

The janitor shook his head and grinned "I'm not moving, you'll just have to come through me!"

Well, there was no way Christina was bringing her naked body into physical contact with this jerk, and she had **** but to carry out Dr Darke's request. It seemed like there really was no alternative but to comply.

Christina had never really been much of a dancer but she was well coordinated and flexible so it was easy enough for her to improvise something. She imagined one of her favourite tunes was playing and that she was in her PJs alone in her bedroom, rather than naked in front of a pervert in a medical centre, and began to jiggle her body around in time to the beat.

"That's cute, but I want sexy!" The janitor demanded, realising just how oddly keen the naked girl was to get past him to the canteen.

Again Christina realised she had ****, especially as between this bastard and the secretary this errand was taking way longer than it should - and she didn't want to anger a man who had complete control over her. Well, it wasn't like Christina could feel any more degraded and humiliated than she did already and the only way she could pull a sexy, naked dance routine off was if she committed to it - so she decided to do just that.

She played a song with a slower, raunchier beat in her head and moved in time with it, running her hands seductively down her sides, to her hips and then her thighs before pulling them up and running them through her hair, licking her lips and making come to bed eyes at her audience of one as she went for and pulled off a slutdrop. To her surprise Christina realised she was actually pretty good at this, as evidenced by the large bulge she could see in the janitor's trousers. She reminded herself this was all just an act to get what she wanted. She had always avoided using her sexuality to her advantage up until she had been **** to, but the spellbound look on the face of the old man, who could admire and lust after her but not touch, told her she was in command now. And it felt good.

It was at this point Dr Darke walked into the corridor, wondering what was taking his naked servant so long. He was furious with what he saw - someone else was playing with his toy and, worse still, his toy was allowing herself to be played with. He knew the janitor possessed no powers to compel Christina like he did, so why was she doing this? A feeling of intense jealousy arose in him as he walked over to intervene and punish both of them for this outrageous betrayal.