Katrina decides to call that number...

The phone felt like it just rang and rang, Katrina questioning what she was even doing calling it, walking towards where she had been given the number, a deep pit of hesitation taking root in her stomach.

Finally the audio seemed to open, a void taking place of the dull ringing before a voice cautiously spoke, “Hello?” Katrina felt a chill of terror and excitement at the voice, her mind racing with anticipation of just what it could mean was coming next.

“Hey… Uh… I was in your store yesterday. You uhm…” Katrina couldn’t believe how awkward and nervous she suddenly felt. “Look. Are you there now?” Katrina finally resolved bulldozing her confusion out of the way, as she swore she heard a slight slurping or suckling noise in the background.

“I'll meet you there.” The clerk’s voice replied, the phone sounding like it was just placed down and not hung up. Katrina pausing mid step as she listened intently, swearing she could hear pleasured masculine groaning, some gurgling, and a wet smacking noise.

Biting a lip Katrina suddenly could imagine the clerk from the clothing store on her knees sucking some guy off. Inspiring a sudden enthusiastic boost in pace walking through the mall.

Arriving in the store Katrina anxiously meandered the clothing racks as a male sales associate approached. “Good afternoon miss, may I help you with something?”

Katrina looked him up and down, a hundred questions stirring in her head as she craved the sensation of using her earrings. Biting a lip Katrina looked around.

“I’m actually looking for the woman who uh… Helped me yesterday.” As Katrina’s lips finished forming the words she watched the man’s body and face betray a deep seated annoyance.

“Well… She’s preoccupied right now. I’m sure there is something I, or one of the other clerks could help with.” The sales associate replied gesturing across the store to one other sharply dressed man, and another professionally dressed woman.

Why is he annoyed about my asking for her?

Katrina suddenly heard several conversations flood through her head.

“She got fired for sexually assaulting a customer. She’s lucky she’s not up on charges.”

“Bullshit she had a wrongful dismissal case, what’d she do fuck the store owner?”

“Sir, she’s taking extra breaks, she’s regularly IN the change rooms with customers, we can hear what’s going on.”

Katrina could sense the envy off of all three of them, the man here before her was the manager and that little minx Katrina came here to meet was now beyond his authority or control. Curling her lips Katrina also felt a touch excited knowing she wasn’t the only one the clerk was fooling around with at work.

Glancing at the female staff member she could sense the question and the hesitation at not following in her co-workers path of debauchery.

Katrina smirked noticing she was getting stronger with her ability, the drop of information from the manager, and two idle clerks barely staggering Katrina as it flowed in the seeming blink of an eye.

What do you think of her actions? Katrina asked inside her head of the female clerk across the store.

A series of clients seen coming and going with the other female clerk swirling into Katrina’s head, alongside the imagined sex acts performed to get a sale.

Envy and jealousy at some of them, shock and disbelief at others.

“I believe you scheduled an appointment.” Katrina came out of the slight daze to smile down at the clerk.

Elsa lead Katrina into her metaphorical office, closing and locking the change room door behind them before sitting on the bench looking up at Katrina with a smirk. “I was wondering when you would call.” The sales clerk remarked with a smug grin, sitting lady like and professionally. “Wel..”

“Well I learned I need a sexy new wardrobe.” Katrina stated smirking as her mind leeched knowledge from Elsa's mind.

“I can easily help with that.” Elsa replied with a smirk, looking Katrina up and down licking a lip.

“But I don’t have the money for it.” Katrina added, a frown crossing Elsa's lips.

“Well that could be a problem.” Elsa remarked starting to stand up.

“Much like you recording all your sexual encounters, and then watching them with your boss.” Katrina remarked watching shock then feigned offense cross the clerks face.

“I would nev…”

“Shut it Elsa. You know as well as I do somethings been changing recently. You did sexually **** that customer. Sure, they consented while stuck craving more of your touch. Like a lot of the customers you have been getting handsy with.” Katrina started counting fingers watching the awe cross Elsa's face. Confidently strutting towards the blonde clerk Katrina smiled. “You got caught crossing a line. A line you can’t help but cross irresistibly.”

"The woman left in a rush. Filed the complaint, then..." Katrina shivered and moaned deeply. "She sought you out, and begged to do it again." Gasping Katrina moaned loving the strange intensity of the corrupt memory she was experiencing. "Oh... and so much more."

“You then seduced a lawyer, and your boss to get this job back.” Katrina remarked giggling slightly as she came down from the sudden and successive climaxes, “You fucked everyone in arbitration. Wow…” Katrina then guffawed as more details and experiences flowed into her.

Massaging her body through her clothes Katrina lingered on Elsa's first gangbang. The petite blonde being fucked by the two lawyers as her boss, the notary, and a Justic of the Peace took turns cumming on her face.

Elsa was finding herself aroused, as Katrina said something had changed recently. And try as she might to deny it, Elsa knew there were others, there had to be. From some of the gossip around town to a strange magnetic pull she’d felt towards some people.

A pull she felt growing stronger by the moment in the changeroom with Katrina.

It was part of why she delved to the perversion of recording the changeroom and her antics. Originally the videos were sparse, recorded moments to help her cope with resisting taking advantage or throwing herself at everyone she could.

Then she started sharing them with her boss, then they were just gravy on the encounters with the people who felt right.

Elsa lost track of just how many she would watch through the day whenever feeling bored or idle.

“You made your point.” Elsa commented with an impressed tone, sitting down and hiking up her skirt to spread her legs. “I’m sure you also knows what happens if I get caught.”

“Your boss denies any knowledge, you get hung out to dry.” Katrina remarked with a smile, “But I don’t want that. I want your help saving some money on a new wardrobe.”

“Then strip.” Else commanded, loving the feign of surprise on the raven haired girls face as she promptly disrobed.

Elsa didn’t need to say anything else after that, Katrina gazing deliberately and knowingly up to the hidden camera, seductively licking her lips before crouching down and crawling between Elsa’s legs. Mounting them on her shoulders she pulled Elsa’s ass towards her. Delving her tongue and lips into pleasuring the glistening wet pussy.

The intensity and innate skill took Elsa by surprise, her encounters with other corrupted figures no where near as intense, and powerful as Katrina’s.

Except maybe that one girl at the night club.

As Elsa pleaded desperately for Katrina to stop, fighting to control her screams of pleasure, prominent teeth marks sunken into a wrist, ringed by bruising as Katrina didn’t relent.

As Katrina felt the strange gush of juices onto her mouth she knew what she had done. Whatever was going on, she had strengthened and amplified it in them both.

Panting heavily for breath Katrina smiled proudly at the tense sprawled form of the sales clerk recovering before her. “Do you want that audition tape now?” Katrina asked, her earrings feeding her Elsa's idea of how to subsidize a new wardrobe.

Katrina dismissed a concerned thought about her slutty actions and behavior. It would stop, she just needed to start looking sexier. Then she'd pick and choose who and when.

Although, she found herself excited by just what Elsa wanted next.

Shuffling back Katrina remained on her knees, Elsa slowly recovering. Panting heavily the clerk aimed her cell at the raven haired woman, kneeling obediently, F sized natural tits hanging perfectly.

As the phone beeped to indicate it was recording Katrina eyed the camera deeply, swaying her head, then body. “Hi, my name is Katrina. And I need a new wardrobe to…” Fondling and fingering herself Katrina closed her eyes, gasped and moaned wantonly. “Show all this off.” Katrina then gasped alluringly.

Katrina paused for a moment, some aspect of her, so familiar yet strangely feeling distant and incoherent paused her with some forboding sense of a further point of no return being crossed.

“Could you be my sponsor? I promise to make it worthwhile.” With that Elsa lowered her phone, tapped away at the screen and sent off the snapchat.

“I want to see you jerk yourself off.” Elsa commanded. “Do it for my camera. At least until we hear back.”

With a smile Katrina barely even registered acting in response to the request. Kneeling there, trembling as she softly moaned and gasped, one hand frigging her wet and needy pussy as the other toyed with her tits.

Eager to see the response.