Her powers as a medium were not always something she cherished. At certain times it seemed that lots of voices were trying to communicate at the same time. As Michelle sat on the crowded underground she suddenly became aware of a strong presence communicating with her. This was not a typical communication it was more like a direct strong voice in her ear.
"I am so pleased to make contact with you. We are going to share the next hour in the most intimate and loving way."
Michelle looked around at the people sitting near her, sure that she would see the person talking to her. Having failed she scanned the whole carriage thinking that the contact had to be close by. There was a good looking man sitting opposite her occasionally looking at her over his paper, she was sure it was him.
"You will find that my powers are stronger than anyone you have communicated with before. Let me show you. I am now going to gently stroke across your left breast until I find the nipple, which I will pinch firmly until it is nicely erect."
Michelle was surprised by what she heard but stunned as her breast sensed a hand travelling across it. It sent a shiver through her body. The sharp pain that hit her left nipple left her doubled over and very confused.
"See what I mean, I love what I can do to people. With the powers you obviously have this could be very special. If you do what I say you will come to no harm in fact I can give you great pleasure. I can however cause you great physical pain if you try and fight my will. If you sit back and relax I will give you levels of sexual excitement you would not believe. Let's start with something much more gentle on your nipples. They will now feel me licking and sucking both of them at the same time. Enjoy it, it can be quite exquisite."
Michelle had to fight but she was not sure how too. Instinct took over and she went to stand up. She immediately felt a punch to her stomach that doubled her over. This caused the people on each side of her to ask her if she was okay. She nodded and said that she was suffering from stomach cramps.
"Silly girl. Sit back and let me treat you to the time of your life. Don't make me punish you. I would much prefer to pleasure you. Try a little gentle caress of your clitoris. It should just give you a nice warm sensual glow. There is no hurry, I can build the stimulation levels as slowly as you like."
She was not sure what to do. With no other plan she found herself sitting back and beginning to enjoy how her clit was being teased in a very undemanding way.
"Well this really is a first. I have never managed to communicate with two other people at the same time. I am also into the mind of the man opposite you. This could really be fun. Let's give him a time he will never forget. You are going to exhibit yourself to entertain and excite him."
This was something quite different for her. This was both demanding and a total invasion of her whole existence. She would not be persuaded whatever he threatened her with.
"I feel your resistance flooding through you. You will end up doing exactly what I want you to. It would be nice if you do not suffer too much pain before you accept it."
"To help you I will tell you about the last person to resist me for a long period. Stella repeatedly refused to accept her situation I could have inflicted levels of pain that would have broken her but preferred to wait until she offered me total control. I told her clearly that each day she delayed would increase the punishment I would deliver when she did. Eight days later at a party she admitted defeat and said she would do whatever I suggested. She was soon naked on her knees in the middle of the room. Her request to be used by anybody who wished to was taken up immediately. Seven men and one woman obliged over a period of the next 90 minutes. Each volunteer brought her to orgasm. Each orgasm became more intense lasting longer and longer. As the last man exploded deep inside her she lost all control and passed out ten seconds into the violent orgasm. She had thought that she was going to die purely from the sexual excitement and pleasure. The experience frightened her so much she has never allowed herself an orgasm since, without my guidance."
"The people I help fall into three categories. Firstly, those that find that they cannot find anything that compares with what I offer. They no longer get involved in sexual activity without my assistance. Secondly, those who retain their sex life separate from their times with me. Thirdly, those who fight me every time I am in contact them. I have over two dozen of these special friends. I wonder which category you will be in?"
Michelle realized that her pussy was by now awash from the gentle arousal of her clit. She had had time to devise a strategy to deal with her tormentor but no course of action seemed to be viable. She decided she had no option but to play along until she saw an opportunity.