Obedience is Rewarded

Sandra Hoffman had returned home with her memories of her corruption replaced by false ones about a boring if relaxing spa visit. She joined her family for dinner that was made by their servants. Was ignored by her step-son who still considered her a gold digger (he was right, but she wouldn't have minded a friendlier relationship) Acommodated her husband in her 'wifely duties' at bed and went to sleep. Then came midnight and her eyes opened wide as memories flooded in and her will was chained by magical commands.

Her husband was in deep slumber and did not notice her slip out of the bad and sneak away. Sandra took the time to only put on her black seethrough nightgown as she crept the dark hallways of the mansion. Part of her mind was struggling and screaming but on the outside she merely appeared a bit groggy, perhaps hesitant. And obeying the commands was just so pleasurable. Go inside your husband's office. Simple enough of an order. Sandra tried to stop herself but her body wasn't listening. Eventually, she stopped fighting back seeing that she wasn't strong enough to resist the commands. As a reward, she felt her nipples get perky and so sensitive against her nightgown and her vagina tingle, her body remembering how great Lilin had made her feel.

The closer she got to the office and the less she resisted, the better Sandra felt. By the time she opened the door, she was trembling as she moved. She felt so sensitive and her brain was being bombarded with pleasure and encouragement to submit to Lilin. Alter the symbols on the decorative orb he has on his desk. Sandra searched around for a pen. The pleasure was clouding her head and it felt so much easier to just go on autopilot. Her breathing was heavy, she was starting to sweat and her cunt was aching to be touched. She was so on the edge that she thought she might cum even without being touched if following the instructions was this enjoyable. The blonde MILF redrew some of the symbols based on images that were flashing inside her head. A line added here. A pictogram scribbled over there. She could not sense magic or how the wards around the mansion were distorted to allow succubi to enter without resistance or alarm. As soon as this task was complete though, Sandra was awarded again and this, she did feel. The orgasm came without a warning. She had been on the brink before and now with this task complete, she was thrust over the edge. Sandra took hold of the office desk for support but this was not enough and she fell on her knees, shivering from pleasure and trying to silence her orgasmic scream with a hand.

That was stronger than anything she had felt in ages. Apart from what mistress Lilin gave her of course. Sandra shivered against the side of the desk as she came again and again, squirting on the very expensive carpet. She was left gasping for breath and waiting for her heartbeat to calm down. But her next orders arrived before she had managed to calm herself down. Seduce the guard and distract them. This time Sandra tried to resist. Not out of loyalty to her marriage vows. But she considered the guards beneath her and was afraid of them tattling to her husband. But even as Sandra considered this, she felt her body betray her and get back up. She paused to look at her thighs, still slick with her juices and hastily cleaned herself just a bit. She left behind her soaked panties and as she saw a glimpse of herself in a mirror, she realized that her black nightgown left barely anything to imagination. She couldn't have picked better attire for seduction if she had done so intentionally. Part of her wondered if she had chosen this outfit to bed out of her free will or if the choice had been made by mistress Lilin who had these tasks for her.

Soon she was knocking on the guard room's door. Thomas was at the door. At least she thought that might have been his name. She hadn't really cared. "Could I help you ma'm?" he asked her, confused and tired. Sandra made sure to have his attention. Her voice, her mannerisms, everything dripped of sensuality and desire. "Oh, there is just one little thing where I would need your help, this really can't wait until morning..." She had the young guard follow her to a bathroom nearby, just far enough that he wouldn't hear the electronic alarms go off in the guardroom. Sandra leaned back against the sink. "As you know, my husband is much older than I am and there are some things where I just need the help of a younger man..." She slowly raised the hem of her nightgown and saw him swallow as he saw her shaved vagina, wet and ready. "...Would you be able to help me?" She sat back on the level and spread her legs. "I just can't get any sleep without a good hard fuck. Look how wet I am..." she spread her lower lips with her fingers, coated them in her overflowing juices and finally offered her hand to the man. Even as he slowly inched closer to her, Sandra could feel the approval of her mistress inside her mind.