Room service

Anupama is a lithe woman, you lord over her in the back seat with a grin. She bits her lip and starts to pull up her dress. It’s going to be hard to get at her when she’s wearing this. She stops when she notices that Leah is sat in the front seat, “Is that your driver?”

You nod, “Don’t worry, she’s great. Take us around the block a few times Leah.” You pull the door closed behind you as she sets off, “Don’t want anybody walking up and looking through the window now, do we?”

At any other time, her rational thought would start asking questions. Like why it was so easy for her to seduce a man with a girlfriend, or why he had the car ready at the front of her house the instant it happened. Fortunately, she is too horny to ask questions. You unbuckle your pants and pull out your erection. Her brown eyes widen at the sight of your cock.

“You are… very big,” she says almost breathless. She reaches out and slowly strokes it with her left hand.

“I know, Carmine has some trouble with it still – of course, there’s a lot of fun we can have without penetration.” You don’t expect her to be willing to sit on this, you only need to keep her occupied long enough to get to the hotel and not ask questions. The absolute last thing you want is for her to show back up at the party with cum all over her.

Although, the idea has its own merits.

You hold yourself back and allow Anupama to toy with it. The plan is already halfway complete. She takes your head into her mouth and begins to suck on it, you run a hand through her curly black hair. “Where did you learn to do that?”

She pulls it out and smirks, “I’m a dirty girl. I have seen enough videos to know what men like.” You allow Anupama to lavish your cock with attention as Leah navigates the evening streets in the car. The hotel is close – you just need to make her accept getting inside it without any trouble.

You pull her back up onto the seat, “Let me pay you back,” you pull up her dress until you can see her lacy black underwear, a small moist patch tells you that she’s enjoying the illicit affair. You rub a finger down it, pressing in slightly. She let’s out a melodic moan as you begin to pleasure her lovely pussy through the thin silk. Her own hand speeds up it’s ministrations as you feel your first orgasm approaching.

“Shit, I’m gonna’ cum.”

You let loose a thick rope into the palm of her hand, she gasps and nearly pulls away but covers it again to try and prevent any further damage to the leather seats. How polite. The situation is getting to you too, this is the kind of thing that every horny man dreams of. Banging a famous actress in the back of a fancy car.

“We’re nearly there,” Leah warns. Time to strike. You pull aside her panties and take an eyeful of her pussy. It’s not as neat as Carmine’s tight slit – but the wavy flaps of her vagina have their own unique appeal too. The soft pink on the inside begs for you to play with it. You run through her thin pubic hair before curling two fingers inside.

“Allow me.” You begin to use every trick in the book you’ve learnt over the past few weeks. Your powerful muscles and thick fingers allow you to reach all of her sensitive places. Her body quivers and she holds onto your arm as you fingerfuck her into a stupor.

“Oh my goodness, oh my goodness!” she repeats. As you see the lights of the lobby outside of the tinted windows you go in for the kill. You attack her clit without mercy, she wails and thrashes as a violent orgasm causes her to ejaculate onto the seat. Her eyes lose focus as she tries to recover from the experience.

“Leah, help me out.”

You tuck your penis back down your pant leg and clean up Anupama, she doesn’t look any worse for wear as you and Leah pull her out of the car and into the hotel. The receptionist doesn’t ask any questions – probably because of Leah helping. She thinks that the girl has had a little too much to drink.

Into the elevator and up to the floor where your room is located. Your heart pounds a mile a minute as the excitement of the situation gets to you. You feel like you’re robbing a bank – well, you are doing something equally illegal and morally dubious. Instead of going to your room, you head to the one next door. Making sure that nobody is in the corridor you knock twice.

“Huh, where are we?” Anupama asks as she regains her wits.

“My hotel room. Can’t have you going back to your dad looking like this.”

The door opens as a suited man greets you, “Hey, wait!” she cries, trying to escape your grip. You thrust her into the arms of the waiting minions and follow them inside. The beds have been removed and replaced with a portable version of the chair that Carmine used to mindfuck Leah earlier.

They strap her in and allow you to have a last word with her, “What are you doing? Who are these men?”

“They work for me and Carmine. Sorry, this is just business.”

“You bastard! You bastard man, let me go!” she lets loose with more profanities in Hindi, too bad, you don’t know it.

“Do her.”

They **** the mask and headphones onto her. The man nods and pulls down on a switch, turning two valves and allowing the gas to flow into the mask. You wait in anticipation as the machine does it’s magic. You pull out your phone and text Carmine that you’ve secured her. She’s back at you immediately, “Well done baby, daddy still doesn’t know she’s gone.” Two minutes later and the machine comes to a stop. They unstrap her and step away. She gets to her own feet – her eyes unfocused and dulled.

“Anupama, can you hear me?”

“Yes.”

“Will you be a good girl and listen to what I say?”

“Yes.”

“…Okay. You’ll remember whatever I tell you from now until we leave this hotel room. You will not remember how you got here, you will also be unable to tell anyone else about what happened in this room, do you understand?”

“Yes.”

You need to think of an angle of attack for this one. These people are different, and you’re giving them new motivations to influence their behaviour after all. You think on it before coming up with an elegant answer. “Anupama, you are one of our most talented and beautiful actresses, you work for your father’s company, which is owned by us.”

“Yes.”

“You admire Carmine Carson. She is everything you want to be. She is strong, sexy, and intelligent. In fact, you idolize her so much that you will follow any advice or orders she gives you, because you want to be like her. You believe that becoming like Carmine will make you an even bigger star.”

“Like Carmine…”

“You will mirror her opinions on everything – and you will engage in things that she enjoys such as sleeping with me. When she confronts your father, you will always side with her.”

“Side with her…”

You’re running out of time now; you need to finish this up before she regains consciousness. “You trust Carmine and me because your father trusts us. You will never ask questions about what we do or why, nor will you question any orders we give you.”

That covers everything. She’ll never talk, and now she has a motivation that allows you to control her. You snap your fingers, “Wake up.”

She blinks, once, twice. Her eyes focus and she finds steady footing. She stumbles over her words at first before remembering how to speak, “Mr Doe, what were we doing?”

“We had some fun in the car and came to our hotel room, don’t you remember? You wanted to clean up.”

“Ah! Yes, of course.”

“We should be getting back to the party; your father will be worried.” She doesn’t even give a second glance to the men and women who quickly begin packing up the equipment to hide the evidence of your crime. You and Leah escort her back down the corridor and into the elevator.

“…Your partner. She’s so glamorous and sexy.”

“She is, isn’t she?”

“I wish I could be as sexy as her – it’d be a huge box office draw.”

You smirk, “I think she can help you with that."