(Off camera) Tatti was at home when she spotted a letter from her agent, Amelia. The moment she opened it, the contents enchanted her completely—her mind flooded with an overwhelming, uncontrollable hunger for cock. The spell was so powerful it hijacked her thoughts, turning the successful author into a desperate, cock-hungry slut who could think of nothing else but getting fucked. Amelia’s note made it clear: she had already sent her bodyguard over to ravage her, and Tatti needed to get ready right away. Unbeknownst to Tatti, this was all part of Amelia and the bodyguard’s plan—to extract every secret from her and gain full access to her fortune. Still trembling with enchanted lust, Tatti primped in the mirror, then flung open the door absolutely starving for cock. She lost no time dragging him upstairs, stripping off piece by piece on the way, her burning desire brighter than ever. The bodyguard pulled out white rope and quickly bound her hands together, then tied her feet and knees, leaving her helplessly exposed. Driven by the spell, Tatti dropped to her knees and devoured his cock with frantic need. The enchantment was so intense that, as she sucked him deep and sloppy, she mindlessly spilled every secret—where she hid her valuables, her bank details, her passwords—giving away everything without a second thought. She didn’t care; all she wanted was more cock. The bodyguard memorized every word, then calmly phoned Amelia and fed her the full list of information while Tatti kept sucking like the enchanted slut she now was. Amelia simply replied, “Fuck her good.” He bent Tatti over and pounded her hard, her moans mixing with even more betraying secrets as the control held her completely. Once he had everything he needed, he strapped a ballgag tight around her mouth to silence her, then kept fucking her relentlessly. Finally he sat her down, pulled out, and covered her pretty face in hot, thick ropes of cum that dripped over the ballgag and down her chin. Still covered in his load, Tatti obediently slipped into a skimpy maid outfit on his command. She stood there obediently, letting him admire and degrade his helpless, cum-soaked prize—another perfect step in Amelia and the bodyguard’s scheme to take everything she owned.