It felt so good to let her waking mind forget, and it felt so good to let the memories send her even deeper into Joanna’s flowertrance. ‘I remembe...,’ she said, sitting down heavily on the thick carpet as her legs suddenly decided it wasn’t worth the effort of supporting her anymore. Her body splayed out loosely on the floor, feeling impossibly heavy as the scent of the roses filled her mind. There weren’t always real roses, she remembered. Mistress didn’t need real roses to send Aimee into the. He would hate that.He walks to the center of the platform. Raising his hands he says some odd words and for a moment he glows a soft blue. Then there is a barely visible pulse of blue energy from his body. It burst out in a circle and spreads like an explosion. When it touches her she feels a little tingle but nothing else.Looking at her the glow fades. The wave from the spell spreads across the whole building."What was that sir?" she asks unable to keep silent anymore."Nobody will react badly. It was a lovely thought, just before lunch, to walk up behind her, grab her pelvis and press up against her ass. Not that the rest of Fliss was too shabby either. Beneath the white apron it looked like she had a nice figure and her face was instantly noticeable. She had bright blue eyes, shining teeth and wonderful, flowing shoulder-length black hair. When she smiled and handed Matt his sandwich each day, Matt melted. But she was just the “deli girl”, no way could he ask her out,. She had taken off her coat, and heard the doorbell ring. On the doorstep had been this big black man, who had said he was a friend of Billy’s. Lotte had immediately asked him in and led him into her sitting-room.Now, he was pushing two fingers into her mouth. Immediately, her vagina gushed. Her knickers became totally soaked, and she blushed as deeply as she ever had in her entire life.“Be a good girl and take all my fingers,” he said, his voice very gruff now, and his Nigerian accent.