"The assembled diners turned towards him. As each caught sight of the Swami's great ruby in Gregg's turban they felt a curious calm fall over them and...a sense that time itself had slowed to a snail's pace. The group, including Rodwell, fell silent, gazing at Gregg blankly."Oh, now that is a good trick," Maxine exclaimed realising that the group was completely under Gregg's influence. "Can you really do anything with them that you want?" I think so," Gregg smiled, "but first I think you want to. So it was decided it was back to Andy’s place. It was a 10 minute walk to Andy's town house, Andy walked in front and Julie walked between George and Mike, arm in arm, just as well otherwise she would have fallen over. Andy's house was in fact a penthouse suite, all on one floor. Tastefully decorated with modern furniture, huge leather settees and wooden floors. Julie slumped down in one of the leather settees and her skirt had ridden up to the top of her thighs, she felt the leather, it felt. “What?” she breathed, her whole body stiffened in response. “That’s right Vanessa, I heard you, all your sweet little moans of pleasure I heard. My cock was so hard sweetheart as I pictured you fucking yourself. I jacked off to you, picturing it was my cock in your pussy not some toy, my mouth fucking your cunt,” I whispered in her ear, rubbing my hands up and down her bare arms. All she had one was a tank top and red pajama bottoms. “You’re disgusting!” She accused trying to pull away. He wasusing candle wax on her. The hot wax dribbled over her, hardening almostinstantly. He poured it over her breasts, her tummy, everywhere the ice hadtouched. This was truly wicked, the combination of ice and fire sent her sensesreeling. She moaned softly, wriggling on the bed. She needed him, ohhh how sheneeded him. Her thighs slipped open instinctivly. Her pussy damp and desperatefor his touch, a touch she knew wouldn't come for a long time yet. The ice wasnow an icy pool of water in her.