Get an interpreter

Even if Olya is to Vladimir's liking, it would be pointless if you can't use your mind control powers effectively on her. You need someone to translate your instructions to Olya. However, you don't know anyone who speaks Russian. In addition, you would require someone who would be fine relaying your instructions to brainwash Olya.

You reach for your tablet to search for a translation app that might be able to do the trick. When you turn on the tablet, you see the last thing you were looking at, Olya's social media page. You're about to switch over to the app store but accidentally swipe backwards to the list Abby had compiled.

The images of the women Abby had researched gives you an idea. First, you look up Maria Sharapova's social media page, but she hasn't posted anything in days and a quick search online fails to yield any results of her current whereabouts. You're not a huge follower of tennis, but you do know that Maria speaks fluent English and Russian and would have been sure bet. Moving on, you look up Valery Kaufman and she's even more elusive online. Finally, you go to the social media page of Sasha Markina and of course, since she's a social media influencer just like Olya, she's pretty active and posts regularly. You're in fun as you see her most recent post, about 2 minutes ago. It's a selfie of her with her hair tied up and wearing a cyan bikini that shows off her body that rivals Olya's.

Deciding that it can't hurt to try, you tuck the tablet under your arm, put a hand on Olya's shoulder while she's still in the kneeling position, and activate your teleportation ring. You and Olya appear in the room where you had seen Sasha's post, although you don't see her around immediately. You let go of Olya and look around. There's an open window nearby where you can hear and smell the ocean and from the looks of it, you're in a hotel suite. Sasha must be on vacation somewhere. The bathroom door in the suite is closed and you can see light from under the door. Sasha must be inside, so you decide to wait for her to come out while making sure that your mind control ring is still activated.

You have to wait a few minutes before you hear a flush coming from the bathroom and the sound of running water from the faucet. When the door starts to open, you're ready for it and you speak the moment Sasha steps out and sees you with your cock hanging out and Olya partially exposed.

"Don't panic. This is all normal and you'll act like you know me," you say. Sasha is still dressed in the scrumptious bikini from the picture and the camel toe on the crotch of her bottoms is obvious. From the time she sees you to after your instructions set in, Sasha goes from wanting to scream to instant calmness. She looks curiously at Olya kneeling on the floor with her breasts hanging out, but she doesn't say or do anything. Compared to Olya, Sasha is more petite and shorter, but her body is also clearly more toned.

"Do you understand English?" you ask, realizing a second after that she must or your mind control wouldn't have taken effect.

"Yes," Sasha responds. Her accent is less heavy than Olya.

"Do you speak English well?"

"I do," she responds.

You're pleased, but you're not entirely confident just yet. You point at Olya. "Do you know her?"

"Yes. That's Olya. We follow each other." It's not surprising that the fellow Russian social media influencers know each other.

"Good. I want you to translate what I tell her in English into Russian. Can you do that?" Sasha nods and you motion for her to join you and walk over to the kneeling Olya.

"Olya, I have some instructions for you and I want you to follow them. To make sure you understand, Sasha will translate. Okay?" you ask. Olya nods as she stares blankly ahead. "Good. Okay, here's what I want you to do. First, you're going to do whatever I tell you to, until I bring you to a guy named Vladimir in New York in a few days." You pause, allowing Sasha time to translate. You don't understand anything she says except for the names of Vladimir and New York. "When you meet Vladimir, you'll instantly fall in love with him and want nothing but to become his wife and bear his children and you'll be loyal to him," you pause, before adding, "unless it's me. You'll always be more loyal to me than Vladimir, without letting him know. Did you get all that? Repeat it all to Sasha in Russian. Sasha, repeat it back to me in English."

Olya nods and starts speaking in Russian to Sasha, who listens and then turns to you, telling you what Olya had said. It's not word for word due to the multiple translations, but Olya seems to have understood. Satisfied, you allow yourself to smile, knowing that you'll be able to honor your agreement with Vladimir in a few days. You ogle both women, excited to have some fun now, when you hear an electronic click and the door to the hotel suite opens from the outside.

Before you can react, a man wearing swimming trunks, a singlet and sunglasses walks in holding a brown bag of groceries. He stops in his tracks when he sees you, Sasha and Olya. He looks confused and starts speaking Russian to Sasha, who doesn't respond because she's still under your control, although you can guess that this guy is likely a boyfriend.