The owner walks in

"You're fired!"

"Huh?" you utter, stunned for 2 reasons. First, you had been caught off guard and didn't realize that there were cameras in the room, probably to prevent people like you from taking advantage of the customers. Second, you're surprised to see the woman who stormed in and fire you. You recognize the Indian woman. It's Padma Laskhmi. She looks stunning in a simple red dress and a white flower in her hair, while you're standing there naked.

"You're fired!" she repeats.

"That's... from the Apprentice, not Top Chef," you say.

"What?!? Who cares where it's from?!? You violated our strict rules and-"

"She wanted it," you quickly say.

"Who cares if she wanted it?!? You can't have sex with a customer!!!" Padma screams, waving her arms in the air wildly in her fury.

"You own this place?"

"Yes, I own this place! And your ass! So, when I say you're fired, you're-"

"Come over here," you interrupt her again, this time after activating your mind control ring. You curl your finger at her and she starts walking over to you involuntarily.

"...what?" Padma says, confused at why she was walking to you, until she stops in front of you and you're face to face. She smells nice, like vanilla beans and scented oils. Your cock is starting to stiffen again and she's standing just far away enough that your cock is not touching her, yet.

"Get out! You're-"

"Kneel," you say with a smirk, maintaining eye contact with Padma as she sinks to her knees.

"What's going on?!?" she asks in a panic. You can see the fear in her eyes as she tries unsuccessfully to get up.

"How much did you see?" you ask.

"Everything. Why can't I stand up?"

"Why didn't you stop us?"

"I didn't want to walk in on you 2. I'd rather you 2 finish and I fire you and terminate her membership. I don't know how you're doing this, but let me go right now!"

You grab your cock and give a shake, drawing Padma's eyes down to it. She had been successfully avoiding staring at it before, but now that it's in front of her face, there's nothing she can do.

"Oh man, I forgot to see how that woman tasted. Do you mind telling me?"

Padma looks at your cock, still a little wet with Anya's juices, then up at you. "You must be crazy if you think-"

"Put your lips around my cock and taste it and tell me."

Padma can't even finish the sentence before she opens her mouth wide and leans forward, wrapping her soft lips around your cock. She pushes her face forward and takes your entire cock into her mouth, then seems to hold it there as you feel the suction of the her mouth and tongue slobbering over your cock, then she pulls back with a loud smack of her lips.

"Sweet. A little salty," Padma says. She then looks horrified and puts a hand over her mouth, not believing what had just happened or the words she had spoken.

You look up at the camera. "Is anyone watching us right now?"

"The receptionist and another employee."

"Is it being recorded?"

"Yes, it's all stored in the cloud."

"I'll need the link and password later."

"Okay." She tells you the link and password.

You wave at the camera and give it a big smile, before you turn your attention back to Padma. While she still doesn't quite understand what's going on, she knows that you're in complete control.