Olga, a backpaker.

Stereo-typically tall, blonde, and blue-eyed, she's all smiles as she walks, arm in arm with you to her youth hostel, where she swears her roommates will all be out working their part-time jobs tonight. With a hand on one lower cheek, you mention that it wouldn't be a problem if they weren't either. She lets out an embarrassed giggle and give you a playful shove, but keeps walking on anyway.

While her hostel's rules say that no visitors are allowed, you figure that only applies if they get caught. Fortunately for you, Olga's room has a window on the side of the hostel, far away from the front, but it is on the second floor up, and there are no trees or ladders near there. But, that's no trouble for you. Once it's open, you take a quick run up and kicking off the wall twice, and manage to catch the window sill in almost perfect silence. The only noise you make is the grunts of effort as you clamber up and into the room, with Olga's assistance. Poking her head out, she gives the area a quick look before shutting the window. "How did you do that?" She says, looking gobsmacked.

"Did high-jump in secondary," you reply, the lie coming out of your mouth like silk. Olga scoffs and shakes her head, but you press your lips against hers, cutting off any more conversation. A wave of your influence washes over her, and she starts to melt in your arms. Kissing you back passionately, she starts to undo her clothes before helping you out of yours.

Moving very quickly, you lay her down onto her bunk and draw the makeshift curtain she had put up. Just for that extra bit of privacy. Not bothering with protection, as it impedes your corrupting essence, you slide yourself into her and pump your hips slowly. A moan almost gets out of her, but you put your finger to her lips, reminding her that you're not supposed to be here. She nods, and tries to quiet herself by biting on her knuckles as you saw into her.

Her feeble whimpering is music in your ears, as well as the quivering of her pussy as you bring her to orgasm easily, triggering your own. As you fill her with your cum, she pants heavily and falls asleep almost instantly. While at one point in time, you would be insulted by that, but now it feels like that's just what happens, as your will overtakes theirs. Taking a deep breath, you dislodge yourself from her and get dressed, while also scribbling down your contact details, somewhere only she could find them.

As you prepare to leave the same way you came in, a thought pops into your head. You wonder how many people are staying in this hostel, where they're from, and how many of them are alone tonight.