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Exhausted, she pulls down her mini-dress as the sweat drips off her. She wonders how she has the energy to stand, but knows the time for pleasure is over and the work remains. If she is spent, then her mark is destroyed. His body is still, his breathing slow and deep, eyes half opened, still lost in the dream she spun around his body and mind. He was so good to her, so willing to be hers just the way she wanted, she hardly believed her power of suggestion was even needed But no, this was what she had to do for her long-term gains. Her voice takes the sweet but strong tone she used to bring him to this place, and easily and automatically his eyes open and he sits up to stare at her. She reminds him in that certain and seductive tone that his eyes are drawn. to her necklace once again, and that the pretty red gem is swallowing him up once again. As she presses her breasts together, her deep cleavage swallows the crystal and she tells him that his mind and his memories are all falling right down into her cleavage. Out of sight, out of mind. He whispers those words in a mumbled affirmation, and he will not remember this night until she needs him to. She will trigger him several times over the next few months, each time he will find himself performing small/ favors, all adding up to meeting a series of wealthy men, none of whom she will use the same way, all of whom will be her slaves.