Mind Control

Abdi was a rational man — he didn’t believe in magic. He watched with an ironic smirk as his mother performed some kind of ritual meant to curse Ophelia. His sister Amina also didn’t believe in their mother’s magical abilities. Still, for both of them, the image of the powerful and wealthy Ophelia being enslaved by magic was incredibly arousing. Amina even imagined them switching places — she becoming the rich lady while Ophelia was reduced to a common prostitute. But unfortunately, these were just fantasies.

At the same time, Ophelia Mary Elizabeth Ravenscourt felt a strange unease. She was taking a walk in her vast garden when a powerful wave of arousal suddenly overwhelmed her. For several minutes she tried to pretend nothing was happening, but she could no longer resist. Not caring whether anyone was watching, she lifted her expensive burgundy skirt, picked up a stick lying on the ground, and pulled her lace panties down to her ankles. In her usually prudish mind, an image appeared of a powerful master punishing her. And so the aristocrat began to whip her own ass with the stick, imagining she was a simple maid being punished by her master for failing to carry out an order.

“Ah! Ah!!! Yes, my Lord, I’m sorry, I beg for mercy!!!” — cried the once-haughty beauty.

While one hand delivered blow after blow to her formerly pale buttocks, the other slid toward her already wet pussy. Lady Ophelia began to masturbate. Soon, instead of begging for mercy from the imaginary master, the aristocrat started moaning loudly. Ophelia had never moaned during sex before — it was completely unbecoming of a woman of her birth.

After a few minutes, it was over. Juices gushed from the snobbish cunt of the rich woman, and her mind returned to its original state.

“What came over me?” she thought. “Someone could have heard or, worse, seen that.”

Miss Ravenscourt began to analyze the situation. Her pussy juices had stained everything — her legs, stockings, and skirt. She had a huge, wet spot and no tissues. Her elegant panties had been thrown high into a tree at some point and were now hanging far out of reach. She was covered in leaves after falling to her knees during her orgasm. She had no idea how she was going to return to the mansion without being noticed by the servants.

And the mind control over Miss Ophelia was only just beginning.