Meeting Putri

The hotel is a 5-star establishment and not the kind of place you would imagine escorts to arrange meetings, but you suppose that's what the classy 1s do. The concierge, a man in his 20s, smiles slyly at you as he hands you the key. You're sure he knows what's going on.

You head up to the room and enter using the key Putri left you. When you step in, at first you think you have the wrong room because you don't see anybody until you realize you can hear the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. You also notice a black dress draped over 1 of the chairs in the room.

Glancing at a clock, you realize you're 5 minutes early. You set your backpack down and activate your mind control ring before you go up to the bathroom door and knock on it. "Hello? Putri?" you say.

"John?" Putri's sweet voice calls out in response.

"Yes!" you answer. "Am I too early?"

"No! Of course not! You can come in! The door's not locked."

Accepting the invitation, you open the door and you're greeted by 1 of the best sights you've ever seen. Putri looks exactly like her picture and she's standing naked in the bathtub while using the shower head to rinse off her body. She's tall, slim, and has round, firm breasts that seem to defy gravity. You've seen your fair share of breasts by now to guess that they're not real, but they certainly look magnificent.

Putri looks up and smiles at you.

"Hi John! Nice to meet you!" she says.

"Hi! Same here. Wow. You're just stunning," you reply.

"Thank you! That's so sweet of you to say. You can just leave your gift on the counter and get comfortable in the room. I'll be right out."

"Don't worry about the gift," you say casually, with the power of your mind control ring activated.

"Okay!" Putri says, instantly ignoring the fact that you're not going to be paying her.

You head back into the room and start to undress. Frankly, you had been on the fence on whether you would have a go at Putri first before using her to set agent Walker's husband up, but seeing her banging body left no doubt in your mind, and pants, about that decision.

You had just gotten completely undressed when Putri steps out of the bathroom, drying herself off while walking to you. Smiling, she drops the wet towel on the floor and kisses you, pressing her warm and freshly cleaned body against yours. Her breasts against your chest feel so perky it almost seems like she might bounce off you, so you wrap your arms around her body and cup her firm ass cheeks as your tongues intertwine.

Putri breaks off the kiss after a while. "So, what do you like?" she asks.

You're lost for words initially, not used to the question. In the end, you can't think of anything else except the most obvious thing, so you just say it. "I want to fuck you?"

Putri grins and slowly descends to her knees, running her smooth hands over your body as she does so. You're already quite hard and she grabs your cock without hesitation and takes it into her mouth. She sucks with purpose and skill, clearly used to having to prepare less virile men, but you don't need much help. Mindful of the time constraint and also eager to get to the good part, you don't let the blowjob go on for much longer before you pull Putri to her feet.

"I'll be right back," Putri says, running back to the bathroom. You wait, thinking maybe she has to relieve herself, but she quickly returns holding a condom packet.

As she rips it open, you shake your head. "No condom," you say.

Putri pauses and blinks, still holding the condom packet in her hand.

"No condom," you repeat, making sure your mind control ring is still active. You take the condom packet from her and toss it into a trash can nearby. Then, you direct her to the sofa in the hotel room, making her lay down on the slender arm of the sofa. She's just slender enough to be positioned comfortably, and she spreads her legs in anticipation.

"Fuck me, John," she says.

You're eager to, and you step between her legs and line your cock up with her pretty shaved pussy. You savor the moment, running your hands over her slim waist and her breasts, giving them a good squeeze. Definitely fake, but sensual nonetheless.

As you hold your cock against her pussy lips, ready to push it in, you decide to play it safe. She is an escort after all. "Are you clean?" you ask.

"Yes," Putri replies. She can't lie under your mind control.

"You sure?" you ask, just in case.

"Yes, I'm sure. I always make my customers wear a condom. Even my boyfriend."

"You have a boyfriend?"

"Yes."

"Does he know you're an escort?" you ask incredulously. You guess it's not that strange, but you had always imagined it being difficult for escorts and prostitutes to have regular relationships.

"No, I used to be an air stewardess, so he thinks I'm flying when I'm not around," Putri responds.

"How long have you been dating?" you ask, thrusting your hips forward and entering Putri. Her pussy is a snug fit, a combination of her lithe body and your huge cock, and you both groan in pleasure at the sensation of penetration.

"Almost a year. Our anniversary's next week," Putri says.

You start fucking the escort, starting with slow and long thrusts. Your cock slips out a couple of times and you hurriedly stuff it back in until you eventually find the right rhythm and are able to pull out just far enough to the the tip of your cock and slide it back into Putri's increasingly wet pussy.

Many thoughts are going through your head as you have your way with Putri. You're thinking about the earlier meeting with agent Walker, how you're going to set up her husband, and how you 2 are going to work together in the future. It's good to have allies, you're thinking, and you say something that comes to your mind. "After tonight, you're going to tell your boyfriend what it is you really do and break up with him. From now on, you're going to work for me while continuing to be an escort, you understand?"

"Yes!" Putri moans.

Unwittingly, you've started to increase the pace of your thrusts, and you put your hands on Putri's waist to hold her in place on the sofa. You're not normally a 5 minute man, but you figure you should get this out of the way first before attending to other business, so you focus on pumping your cock repeatedly into Putri's sloppily slick pussy until you feel your balls swell and you give her 1 final, hard thrust and hold it there as you cum inside her. Putri's eyes roll back in pleasure, although she hasn't cum yet, but you don't care about that for now. There'll be other opportunities in the future. Still inside her and panting, you decide to get a jump on your plans for agent Walker's husband.

"Tell me about Jack, the guy you're seeing later. How long have you been seeing him? What does he like? What does he talk about? Everything," you say to Putri.

She takes a second to catch her own breath.

"Almost 2 years, I think. Around 1-2 times a month. I know he sees another girls too. I'm friends with 1 of them and he booked us together once. He likes to roleplay and to dominate. Sometimes he gets very rough. After we're done, he likes to make me lie in his arms while he complains about his wife," Putri says.

"Interesting." You think about what Putri said, then formulate a plan and use your mind control to give her specific instructions to follow when she sees Jack shortly.