Dr. Grigori enjoys watching his new fuckslaves.

It was only a matter of minutes before Dr. Grigori was enjoying the fruits of his dastardly little spell. To his credit, all of the women were clearly enjoying what he had suggested, despite the dull looks that didn't go past their eyes. Their faces were twisted with orgasm and laughter, their mouths turned up into perverted smiles. It was even better than the good doctor had imagined, and he had been masturbating to Charlotte's picture since he had sent his hypnotic cypher through e-mail to get her to send him her modelling headshots.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Emma's moans filled the air in the common room. Grigori had pegged her for the quiet type originally, but perhaps her suspended inhibitions were allowing her to fully enjoy the moment where she might otherwise have stayed quiet. It was Charlotte who was giving her that pleasure; the redhead was naked and on all fours, having spread Emma's legs herself when the doctor had given her the command. Now, Charlotte was feverishly sucking on Emma's clit, burying her face in between the legs of one of her oldest friends. Charlotte, too, was enjoying her task. Even without having been told to, she had started touching herself, and now Dr. Grigori was doing the same as he enjoyed the view.

Speaking of suspended inhibitions, Grigori had been surprised at how easily he had been able to break Mariah's will. He had studied her long and hard (while long and hard) before he had arrived on the ship, only discovering the right words just the day before. It had all been worthwhile, though. The doctor's hard work had more than paid off. Here she was, the haughty little bitch, the only one still clothed among the group and with three fingers inside both Brooke and Samantha's tight brown assholes. There was a little smile on Mariah's face. Some part of her, Dr. Grigori knew, had to be aware of what was happening and excited about it. That was good, because he had great plans for her that evening-- and for all of her weak-willed friends.