Walked out

The hands made Vanessa walk awkwardly out of the bathroom , her legs trembled with each step, her eyes wide with fear and embarrassment. She tried to cover herself with her hands, but the hands controlling her wrists wouldn't let her. They moved her arms to her sides, exposing her completely to the empty hallway.

As she walked, the hands made her hips sway from side to side, making her look like a puppet on strings. Vanessa's face burned with shame, she couldn't believe what was happening to her. She tried to struggle, but the hands were too strong, too controlling.

The hands led her to the main room of the library, where the client was still sitting, looking at her with a mixture of shock and embarrassment.

Vanessa shook her head as she noticed the hands were making her walk towards the client

The hands led her to stand directly in front of the client, who sat with a wide-eyed expression. The hands then made her stop and spread her legs apart with her hands resting at her hips, it was horrible, the client had a full close view of Vanessa's naked body

She tried to explain, "I'm not doing this! It's not me, it's the hands" but the client couldn't see the said hands.

The hands, enjoying her distress, began to move her fingers to her breasts. Vanessa's eyes widened as she felt her own hands cupping her breasts, she tried her hardest to put her hands away from her breasts but the magical hands were stronger . The client watched in disbelief as Vanessa groped her own breasts. The hands then moved to her nipples, pinching and twisting them gently. Vanessa's face turned bright red, her breath hitched, and she let out a soft moan. The client quickly averted his gaze, clearly uncomfortable with the situation decided to stand up and leave.

Vanessa felt immensely glad that the client decided to leave and thanked him deeply but the hands were not happy at all with it, they needed a public to humiliate her in front of and to Vanessa's dread they knew where to find it.