Why was she doing this?  She was mortified but she walked as if she had utmost confidence.  Since Jason had touched her with that stone, it had been as if her body would only listen to her if it wasn’t doing what he told it first.

She had heard his order and knew that she was going to get into the elevator and head up to his room on the seventeenth floor.  She knew she was going to hit every floor button on the way and she knew she would be rubbing herself in the elevator – offering her body to anyone who saw and showed interest.

Mer mind was reeling, but as the wetness of her pussy began to drip as ordered, a wry smile appeared on her traitorous lips.

Good girls do as they’re told.