The collar decides for her.

As Jessica deliberated over her options, her thoughts were intruded upon by a mild hum, emanating from her neck. The collar had begun to glow. Waves of arousal rocked her body, as the invisible hands found her again and she found her nethers moistening, despite her resistance. Now was not the time to be distracted.

The collar didn't care. Once again, her shirt began to lift from her body. This time, Jessica tried to put up more resistance, pinning her arms to her sides. The collar moved to her pants, forcing her lower garments down to her ankles. When she instinctively reached for them, whatever forces were at play used the momentary distraction to relieve her of her shirt and bra. Moments later, for the second time, Jessica stood naked in the temple. Her mind screamed at her body to cover herself, to grab her clothes and run, but it quickly became clear to her that she was no longer in control as her body began to move itself out of hiding and towards the bandit.

The bandit began to yell an order, but it died in his throat as he was stunned by the sight of the naked, beautiful pale brunette in front of him. Jessica, still not in control, knew she had made him hard. She didnt know how she knew it, she just did.

The delayed reaction of the bandit as the blood left his head was enough for Jessica's body to close the gap between them. She placed her hands on the bandit's rifle, gently taking it from him and setting it on the ground, bending seductively as she did so.

Returning to him, Jessica's body brought her lips to his in a kiss. Despite not being in control, Jessica's mind felt everything. Her body was on fire with arousal.

Her hands went to the waistband of his trousers. One deftly working the buttons and buckles while the other plunged within to wrap itself around his cock. Freeing his rod from its cloth prison, Jessica dropped into a crouch and enveloped her lips around it without ceremony, her free hand moving to stimulate her needy pussy.

Dr. Jessica Anderson had not given a lot of blowjobs in her life, but whatever **** controlled her body at the moment certainly did. Her head bobbed expertly up and down the shaft. The bandit's knees buckled, and he guided himself down to the stone floor. Jessica didn't notice, lost in her task.

Soon, a groan in arabic told her he was close to completion. Jessica's mind instinctively willed to move off the prick, but she still had no control. Her mouth plunged down one more time as he came, swallowing every drop. Meanwhile Jessica's mind and its protests were silenced with the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced.

"Well that's wonderful," Jessica thought to herself, "glad we could slut it up out there but we're still going to get killed, he's still-"

The bandit lay **** from the **** of his massive climax.

Jessica mentally sighed.