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Mexican sorcery

He first met her at a business party among several guests of various nationalities who attended. She was a strikingly beautiful Mexican woman, several years older than him. Apart from having a business of her own, she was a major collector of ancient Mexican and Central American ancient artifacts. Her knowledge on the subject was fascinating and they talked for quite a while.

After the party he didn't think much more of her, being busy with legal matters of the firm he worked for. He was pleasantly surprised to see her again at the firm. She was conducting business with them. She noticed him and, after her meetings, approached him to say hello. After a few pleasantries, she invited him personally to dinner later that day, at a flat she had locally. For some reason he couldn't tell, and then wouldn't remember, he was incapable of declining...

The dinner was very pleasant and the conversation interesting. She wore a lovely red dress with long brown leather gloves and leather boots and an amazing golden necklace. She looked almost regal and was even more beautiful than he seemed to remember at the party.

After dinner, as he was about to excuse himself and leave, she approached him and gently touched his cheek with her gloved hand in a curious way. He suddenly felt unable to move or even speak.

"Do not fear. I'm about to give you a wonderful gift. I am one of the Sisters of Xochiquetzal, an order worshipping the ancient goddess of love and passion. We worship our goddess by casting the spell of the flame of love and passion on men. We have recently spread around the world to give this gift to all men we find worthy of it. I have chosen you for an amazing experience."

With that she started making a series of movements with her hands and murmuring words in an ancient dialect and soon multicoloured whips of light started forming around her right hand until they coalesced into a kind of flame. She then smiled and placed her pointing finger on his forehead. The "flame" grew and enveloped him.

He felt himself burning all over, not with pain put with an overwhelming love and passion for her. His desire for her was off the scale. He was still unable to move but she took his hand firmly and he was able to follow her to her luxurious bedroom. Her spell, which she renewed a couple of times, kept him with her in her bed for more than a day. She casted a sleeping spell when she felt he was too spent and fed him when he awoke. Oblivious to her magic, it was the most glorious experience he had ever had.

She was so delighted at how he had responded that, when erasing her casting of spells from his memory, she cast a trigger spell so she could summon him at will again. He could end up become an excellent servant of her order...

Description

Mexican sorcery

He first met her at a business party among several guests of various nationalities who attended. She was a strikingly beautiful Mexican woman, several years older than him. Apart from having a business of her own, she was a major collector of ancient Mexican and Central American ancient artifacts. Her knowledge on the subject was fascinating and they talked for quite a while.

After the party he didn't think much more of her, being busy with legal matters of the firm he worked for. He was pleasantly surprised to see her again at the firm. She was conducting business with them. She noticed him and, after her meetings, approached him to say hello. After a few pleasantries, she invited him personally to dinner later that day, at a flat she had locally. For some reason he couldn't tell, and then wouldn't remember, he was incapable of declining...

The dinner was very pleasant and the conversation interesting. She wore a lovely red dress with long brown leather gloves and leather boots and an amazing golden necklace. She looked almost regal and was even more beautiful than he seemed to remember at the party.

After dinner, as he was about to excuse himself and leave, she approached him and gently touched his cheek with her gloved hand in a curious way. He suddenly felt unable to move or even speak.

"Do not fear. I'm about to give you a wonderful gift. I am one of the Sisters of Xochiquetzal, an order worshipping the ancient goddess of love and passion. We worship our goddess by casting the spell of the flame of love and passion on men. We have recently spread around the world to give this gift to all men we find worthy of it. I have chosen you for an amazing experience."

With that she started making a series of movements with her hands and murmuring words in an ancient dialect and soon multicoloured whips of light started forming around her right hand until they coalesced into a kind of flame. She then smiled and placed her pointing finger on his forehead. The "flame" grew and enveloped him.

He felt himself burning all over, not with pain put with an overwhelming love and passion for her. His desire for her was off the scale. He was still unable to move but she took his hand firmly and he was able to follow her to her luxurious bedroom. Her spell, which she renewed a couple of times, kept him with her in her bed for more than a day. She casted a sleeping spell when she felt he was too spent and fed him when he awoke. Oblivious to her magic, it was the most glorious experience he had ever had.

She was so delighted at how he had responded that, when erasing her casting of spells from his memory, she cast a trigger spell so she could summon him at will again. He could end up become an excellent servant of her order...