The Amulet

A mysterious amulet gives power over women!

Darren had reached his thirties having been successful in every area of his life apart from the opposite sex. He had built a multi-million poud business from his parents' legacy but could still not attract women. His brother on the other hand was living a hippy lifestyle around the world and blowing his inheritance in the process. Then a parcel out of the blue from Jay changed everything. he had decided to share his success with women and it was as simple as a piece of jewellery and a few spoken words.

Suddenly the boot was on the other foot. Whether the prick-teasing secretary or the haughty, stuck up wife of his condescending colleague, they were all available to him to use as he wished. And Darren had a lot of pent-up frustration to release!

Extract:

"What?" Selina was now looking at me as though I was mad. And I probably was. I said nothing and just watched as I counted slowly to three in my head.

On one, Selina's mouth, open to protest, closed. On two, her arms dropped limply to her side and on three, her lovely green eyes glazed over, as though she had fallen asleep with her eyes open.

I just stood and watched Selina for a few minutes. She was completely motionless and apparently senseless. It was time to test. "Selina," I said. "Do you want to please me?"

"Yes Sir," She answered almost robotically but the eagerness to please was palpable.

Here goes! "I'd love to see your beautiful body, Selina. Would you show it to me?"

She looked at me quizzically. Shit! Then the penny dropped. I hadn't been explicit enough for her to understand in her semi-comatose state. It was time for all or nothing. "Could you undress for me, Selina?" Her hands came straight up to her blouse and started to unbutton it. Crap! I almost ran to the door that led from her office, out to the corridor and locked it. When I turned around, she was already down to her bra and was working her black skirt down her thighs. Her bra then followed, on to the pile of clothes on her desk and then, without as much as a pause, her little cotton knickers. With a vague smile on her face, Selina stood in the middle of her office, stark bollock naked.

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