"Are you ok in there?" came Kaz's voice from the other side of the cubicle. "Thought I'd check on you as you've been in there a while."
Susannah felt a mixture of anger and frustration at this interruption. She was so horny and desperately close to coming. Why did this colleague of Helen's have to disturb her now?
"I'm fine, thank you Kaz," Susannah grunted, still teasing herself.
"Are you sure?" Kaz persisted.
Susannah almost responded when a bolt of inspiration suddenly hit her. 'The trojan thingy spell!' Susannah thought, happily. She quickly recited the spell in her mind, before sending her instructions towards where she hoped Kaz was standing. The sound of the washroom door locking suggested that she had been successful.
"Thank you Kaz," Susannah said sweetly. She tentatively slid up her trousers and knickers, then opened the cubicle door to find Kaz standing there like a statue. Feeling devious, Susannah decided to test her powers of persuasion even further. "Why don't you make yourself useful and help finish me off?"
Susannah sat herself up on the cabinet that surrounded the sinks after sliding her trousers and underwear off once more. Kaz approached her mindlessly and brought her head down to Susannah's still slick pussy. Completely consumed by this feeling of power, Susannah grabbed a handful of her thrall's hair and **** her face into her sex.
Kaz dropped to her knees and obediently lapped at Susannah's cunt like the world's tastiest ice cream. Susannah shuddered with the pleasure of Kaz's ministrations. Amongst her depraved thoughts, Susannah considered that Helen's colleague had to have done this before as she licked so expertly.
Kaz spread Susannah's stolen pussy lips and flicked and licked her tongue rhythmically. She buried herself in it and sucked at the clitoris with a pop. Susannah was beginning to writhe where she sat, feeling herself getting close. Kaz slipped her tongue away and traced it along Susannah's pussy. She was using every trick in the book without using her fingers.
Soon, it was all too much for Susannah. The mixture of Kaz's stimution, feeling such pleasure through her own daughter's body, and forcing a middle aged woman to perform cunnilingus on her proved to be a potent orgasmic cocktail. "Oohh, oh my gooooood!" She cried as she spasmed, juices squirting and trickling into Kaz's face. Helen's friend eagerly caught the liquid in her mouth and swirled her tongue over her lips.
Susannah eventually came too from her ecstasy and released Kaz's hair which she had still been holding firmly in her grip. Fortunately she had not managed to pull any out. She looked down at Kaz who still knelt between her legs, perhaps waiting for her next instruction. The woman's blank expression seemed to send Susannah back into reality. What had she just done? This was a huge **** of her power.
Feeling a sizeable pang of regret, Susannah sent new instructions into Kaz's mind to clean herself up and return to the front desk as if nothing had happened. As the other woman did this, Susannah cleaned up her daughter's body which she still possessed. She looked in the mirror at Helen's flushed face, struggling to look into her eyes. Susannah felt a level of shame that she didn't think possible. Had she really done this all of her own volition or was this the spellbook's twisted influence?
Finally somewhat presentable, Susannah decided that...
