Jamie's mine

He looked down at Jamie and smiled, going into her mind and rearranging her thoughts. When she woke up, she'd have the most urgent desire to serve him. Every time she thought of him, she'd get wet. And every time she was in the same room as he was, she would either have to fight, or give in to, the urge to strip down and seduce him, wherever they were. He even pawed through her thoughts and realized that the last one had been superfluous, as she had had the fantasy all along of having him strip her naked on a packed subway car and fuck her silly.

He frowned slightly, trying to decide whether or not he wanted her as a ****, or just as a majorly horny sex toy. He finally decided that he cared for her enough that he didn't want her calling him Master, but having her ready, willing, and eager at any and all times was enough. In fact, it was a better question whether he should bother going to find anyone else... it didn't seem worthwhile.

He frowned again and considered his options. With his powers, monogamy didn't really feel acceptable. Maybe...