Pretty bad

I will admit, Olivia’s room was not the worst mess I’ve ever seen, but it was still a big mess. I didn’t want to say anything earlier when I was getting her ready with my powers, so that she didn’t feel embarrassed, but now that she has called in a favor, I am happy to help, so that I can clean this place up a bit. She will also owe me a favor after I’m done.

“Where should I start, Olivia? Since you are the one who wants to watch. Shall I take your leggings off as well? Make it easier for you to relieve the sexual tension I’ll be causing you?” I toy with her. She blushes, her face turning bright red, and she averts her eyes.

“No! Please…don’t do that.” Olivia says, with a little hesitation, that I read right through.

“So you're saying you don’t want more of…this?” I say, waving a hand towards her, causing her to feel a mental finger insert into Olivia’s wet pussy for just a second, causing her to convulse slightly. A moan escapes her lips as she closes her eyes.

“I…don’t know what to say.” Olivia responds. I can obviously tell that she’s embarrassed that I’m turning her on so much with my mind. “But I don’t have any sex toys.” She adds, obviously lying, as she can’t stop looking at her feet.

“Tell you what, if I find any sex toys in your room here, then I get to do whatever I want with you.” I give her an evil smile. “I always love having someone to play with using my powers, and I just relish how turned on I am making you.”

She seemed to lighten up a bit, and a small smile appeared on her face as she met my gaze. “Whatever you want? Anything? Like more of what you just did?”

“You’d be like my life size Barbie doll.” I wink. “I already dressed you and fed you, now I want my Barbie to have some fun, I want to have some fun too.”

“Ummm…” Olivia bit her lip, considering the offer, and the possible ramifications. “Deal.”

I smile. Game on. “Let’s see, where should I look first?” I gesture towards Olivia, and the floating chair she is sitting in lowers close to the ground and then tilts forward, pushing her off of the seat, and she lands on the floor, as the chair makes its way through the air back towards the kitchen. I continue to float in the air a few feet above the floor to maintain a good vantage point, and I cross my legs, tucking them under my floating body.

I start the cleaning by waving a hand around the room, and all of Olivia’s dirty clothes littering the ground lift into the air and fly to the dirty laundry hamper, which then levitates out of her room and to the laundry room. Minutes later we would hear the washing machine start its cycle with all of Olivia’s clothes. With the floors clean, I gesture to Olivia’s bed, and the dirty sheets and pillowcases are pulled off, as the duvet cover lifts straight off the bed to clear the way. Clean sheets fly in to replace the dirty ones, which float to the laundry room as well, to be the next load done.

Now that the cleaning is underway, I want to look for the sex toys I know Olivia has hidden. I point at her dresser, and one by one the drawers open up, all of the contents spilling upwards into the air so that I can search for any naughty items. All the while, Olivia is just gawking at my telekinetic prowess, and I know that she’s wet between her legs.

No luck in the dresser, so I wave a hand at it, and the dresser drawers are reorganized by my mental command. I decide to go to her desk next, and cause the same thing to happen with all of her desk drawers, still with no luck. Running out of places to look, I slowly hover my body closer to her closet door, and point at the walk in closet. Olivia watches my powers in action as all of her clothes, socks and shoes float out of her closet, along with everything else she has in there, including a precarious black box with no markings on it.

I give the box a come hither motion with my index finger, and it floats to me, and opens its lid as it approaches. To Olivia’s chagrin, several sex toys hover out as I glare inside the box, moving them all with my thoughts. I cause the largest dildo of the bunch to hover over before Olivia’s eyes. “Looks like I win.” I say, causing the dildo to turn on and begin vibrating. Olivia gasps.