"What the fuck are you laughing at, bitch?" the taller man said as he tightened his grip around her. She kept maniacally laughing, even as he choked her,
"Is she fucked in the head or something?" the man pointing the gun asked.
"No," Drayce said, "she's laughing because you two just made the biggest mistake of your useless lives."
At that moment the first man's expression on his face turned completely blank. The hand holding the gun moved closer and closer to his own face, stopping with the barrel inside his mouth.
"You can let me go now," Fiona said.
The taller man released her immediately. He too had a blank expression on his face. Drayce was stunned how quickly this situation had turned around.
"Are you... controlling them?" Drayce asked.
"Why of course! Now, the question is: What should I make them do?"
The man with the gun pulled the hammer back, ready to fire.
"Wait!" Drayce said. "Having him kill himself here would be messy. Not to mention the noise would draw attention here."
"Hmm, I suppose you're right about that. I've got a better idea anyway."
Fiona walked up and took the gun out of the man's mouth and tossed it to the ground. She leaned forward and kissed him, her tongue entering his mouth. She broke the kiss and motioned for the taller man to come to her. When he reached her, Fiona grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his lips to hers.
Drayce watched as Fiona made both men strip completely. Their clothes drifted to the ground like dry leaves. He knew what she was going to do, but he did not try to interfere. They were as good as dead. There was nothing he could or would do to stop it.
The men touched Fiona, fondled her, stroked her. They undressed her, starting with her leather coat, followed by sliding the shoulder straps of her dress down her arms. The classic Little Black Dress slipped to the ground like a forgotten shadow. Her wondrous nude body was fully exposed.
Fiona mewled as each man took one of her breasts and began suckling at her erect nipples. The men stroked their engorged cocks while under their mistress' spell, completely under her domination.
Fiona looked at Drayce le. "Normally, I let them think they are in control. It adds a little extra pleasure for me. However, I feel the need to demonstrate what would happen if that pure soul of yours should ever become corrupt."
From what he just witnessed, having a corrupt soul didn't seem that bad. Sure, you die at the end, but being able to enjoy that perfect body was a hell of a way to go.
"So what you're saying is, you can't control me if my soul remains pure?" Drayce asked.
The shorter wiry man knelt before Fiona and lapped at her wet pussy while the other continued to suck on her large tits.
"Mmm," Fiona purred. "Yes Drayce. Having a pure soul provides certain immunities to my abilities. I can't control or alter your mind. I can only read it."
That's comforting. He was happy knowing he would not share their fate.
Drayce watched the two mindless victims pleasure Fiona. Their mouths worked over Fiona's pussy and breasts. It made his own body start to betray him. He thought it was a perfume Fiona wore -- but the air became thick with the scent the moment her clit started being stimulated. It was some kind of pheromone, and the more that entered his nostrils the harder his cock became. His mind started to wonder what her delicious pussy tasted like.
No! He had to block out those thoughts!
Fiona smiled at Drayce, knowing he struggled with his own desires. She pushed the kneeling man down on the ground to his back. She climbed on top of him, straddling his waist. Ever so slowly, she lowered herself onto his thick cock. Her eyes rolled back in her head. The man's rough hands massaged the plump soft mounds of her breasts while he thrust deep inside her.
The taller man stroked his cock and positioned himself behind her. Fiona leaned forward, placing the nipple of her right breast into the hungry mouth of the man under her. The man behind her squatted down slightly, rubbing the tip of his hard cock up and down the valley of her lovely ass while she vigorously fucked the wiry man under her.
She paused for a moment, arching her back. The man behind her pointed his penis at her tight little rosebud. His cock was much longer and thicker than the shorter man, but that didn't deter Fiona. Slowly he inched his way into her super-tight ass. She moaned louder the more he stretched her, until he was all the way inside her.
Drayce mesmerized by the lewd sex in front of his eyes. The two men thrust in and out of her like two pistons in a well oiled engine. Fiona's mouth was agape as they fucked both her nether holes. She screamed pleasurably into the night. Drayce hoped no one was around to hear her because she made no attempt to be quiet.
"Are you enjoying the show, Drayce?" she asked, panting heavily.
It was a rhetorical question. Drayce's cock strained against his trousers so bad that it hurt. His balls swelled from watching this beautiful creature get fucked in ways that he thought only existed in pornography. He wished he was inside her.
"Come to me, Drayce."
Her voice beckoned him. Drayce had control of his body but he stepped forward anyway. His brain told him he would die if he fucked her, but his dick said do it anyway. Her pheromones overpowered his ability to think. He stood in front of the sexy vixen, still being fucked by her two playthings.
"Pull your cock out, Drayce. Don't be shy," Fiona said seductively.
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