The Gypsy

THE GYPSY

This is a story set in the 1990's Hungary. All people in this story speak the Hungarian language but is translated into English. The gypsies speak Romani, their native language.

This story concerns gypsy magic and potions.

Malkos Balko is a forty-year-old Hungarian living in Budapest. He had spent the last twenty years of his life fighting the Russian occupation of Hungary. His father had died in the rebellion of 1956 when the Russians sent troops into Budapest and crushed the rebellion against them. Malkos' father died when he was a young child. He remembers nothing about him except what his mother had told him before she died.

After the Russians left in 1991 Malkos lost his purpose in life. He had never been really popular or active among the young people growing up. All he cared about was killing Russians, and he had been very good at it. He studied urban warfare and hand-to-hand combat until he was lethal in close quarters. Now, he wandered between jobs, looking for something to do with the rest of his life.

The people he gravitated toward were the Romani, or Gypsies. No one knew for sure how many gypsies lived in Hungary, but the guess was between 300,000 and 600,000. They tended to stay under the radar as much as they could. The ethnic Hungarians didn't trust them or like them. Violence against them was common, especially during the hard economic times after WWII. The Third Hungarian Republic, established in 1990, tried to stop it, but they weren't very successful. Malkos knew them, and many of them believed he was one of them. He had let that impression go unchecked because they supplied most of the weapons he had used against the Russians. They believed him to be one of them, and he did nothing to dissuade them from that.

After the Russians left, Malko and the gypsies drifted apart. One evening, he went looking for one of his gypsy contacts. Motshan Brazil ran a small shop selling Gypsy trinkets and shawls for his people. He also was a conduit for information between the revolutionaries and gypsies. Malko wanted to find a couple of gypsies that roamed the countryside. Django and Leander were his most trusted allies in the fight against the Russians. They hated the Russians almost as much as he did. Nothing else mattered to them. When the Russians left, they grew restless and went wandering around Hungary and Romania. Malko had an idea, and he needed them.

He knew where Motshan's shop was. He had avoided it after the revolution. He didn't want to be associated with the gypsies any longer. The unrest in the economy brought anger against the gypsies. Many Hungarians blamed the gypsies for their problems. It never matters who's at fault, just find a convenient minority to blame and lash out. Because the gypsies traveled a lot and never established many roots wherever they stopped, they were a convenient target. The government was trying to stop the hate, but they weren't very successful.

It was after 9 P. M. when Malko walked up to the back of Motshan's shop. He had a key, a leftover from the war, and he quietly let himself in. Once in, he was going to call out to Motshan when he heard voices from the front of the shop. There were two young Hungarian men yelling at Motshan. Motshan was trying to calm them down, but he wasn't getting anywhere.

The men were robbing him. They both had guns, and Malko could see it was getting very unstable. Malko knew where Motshan kept several guns in the back, so he found a loaded handgun and quietly slipped behind the curtain to the front of the shop.

The two men were standing in front of the counter. Malko was slightly behind Motshan, at an angle to his right. Malko had a clear line of fire if he needed.

"Get out of our town, you filthy gypsy. We don't want your kind here."

Before Malko could make himself known, a shot rang out. They shot Motshan. Preservation kicked in, and Malko shot both dead before they could put their gun away.

He then rushed to Motshan and put his hand over his wound. Motshan looked up at him and smiled. "Isn't that the luck of the gypsy? We fight the Russians for twenty years without a scratch. And these two punks get the drop on me."

"Just lay still. I'll get an ambulance."

Motshan coughed. "There'll be no ambulance, and you know it." He tried to reach under his counter. "Put that hidden lever under the counter." Malko did so. A small compartment opened on his wall behind the counter. It was just a board in the wall one second, and a hidden compartment the next. "Take out the book."

Malko reached into the small hole in the wall and pulled a dusty, old book out. He handed it to Motshan.

Motshan was fading fast and Malko had to get out of there. Even in this shady location, three gunshots would eventually bring the police. "Take this book, and make sure it gets back to my people."

"What is it?"

Motshan faded out muttering, "my people, my people must have it."

Motshan was past help, and Malko stuffed the book into his coat and slipped out the back door into the night. He was walking down the alley a couple of blocks away when he heard the sirens. He just kept walking until he made it home.

Once he settled into his little apartment, he opened the book. What was so important that it would be Motshan's last thoughts to save it?

He was disappointed but not surprised to find it written in Romani. Malko had learned some of the Romani language during the twenty years he had dealt with the gypsies, but he couldn't read it. This was OLD Romani, not the language his friends use now. He would need to get this translated, but he knew no one he could trust with this.

He started with the Metropolitan Ervin Szabo Library system in Budapest. They had several branches and thousands of books, including many old books. He started by writing the chapter titles down exactly as shown. He then spent many days in the library system until he found a dictionary of the old Romani language. He couldn't check it out without raising suspicion, so he sat in the library translating the old Romani to Hungarian. After several days, he knew the chapters.

History of Romani people to dateGreeting codesSpecial services

PotionsCurses

Malko was especially interested in "Special Services". What type of "services" are they referring to. There were sub-titles, and he copied them down to translate. They were potions and curses. He decided to start with potions. Curses were just poison hidden behind smoke and magic. He copied the first potion down and went for a translation.

"Mind numbing" What does that mean? He copied down the ingredients and instructions.

The next one was "sleeping". That was probably just a form of sleeping pill, but he copied it down anyway.

When he had the two potions translated, the book was almost finished. The only things left were warnings about misusing the things in this book.

Malko wrapped the book in wrapping paper and hid it in his house. It was possible one of his friends from the gypsies might connect him to Motshan and come looking for it.

Within a couple of days, he was able to accumulate the needed ingredients for the first potion. He followed the instructions the best he could. Translations are always tricky. You never know if the translation is completely accurate. Any mistake could be fatal to the potency.

He mixed it up and was ready. But, ready for what? For whom? He needed a subject to test it on, and he knew no one would volunteer. He would have to just slip it to someone and hope it doesn't kill them.

He decided on a test subject almost immediately. Mariska Farkas was a thirty-something woman that lives in his building. He has had a couple of encounters with her, neither very pleasant. She accused him of being too loud when he had a party. He only had a couple of friends over and it wasn't late, but she wanted complete silence. She has since given him the cold stare whenever they pass in the hall.

The second happened at a party the building threw for Christmas. He admits he was a little "tipsy", but she didn't have to yell at him in front of the entire party. So, if he can find a way to get it into her, let her take the risk.

Before he could try it on her, Django showed up at his door. "Malko, long time."

"Yeah, Django, it has been. What can I do for you?"

"You can give me the book you got from Motshan."

"Book?"

"Yeah, the one Motshan gave you with his dying breath. We have the video of you taking it."

Malko had been expecting this, so he went to where he was hiding it, and gave it to Django. "I couldn't understand anything in it. I thought I could speak a little Romani, but that is Greek to me."

"Yes, it is old Romani. It hasn't been spoken for a hundred years."

"I figured someone would come looking for it. I haven't any idea why, but I'm sure it is important to the Romani people somehow. I just haven't been in contact with any of you since the Russians left."

Django looked at Malko for a couple of seconds. He unwrapped the paper to see the book he was looking for. It appeared to be intact. "Thanks for holding for us. Maybe we can do something for you someday."

"Just having this book out of my apartment is enough for me. Good riddance." Django smiled and left. Good Riddance. He had what he needed.

He got his chance with Mariska during the March 15th Independence Day celebration. There are festivals all over the country. Budapest is alive with celebrations of all kinds. He has friends who work at some of the festivals, including the one he wanted, Agard Pancake festival. They have pancakes and other foods. They also have beer and wine. He volunteered to help serve. Now he had to hope she would come to that particular festival. It was near their building, and he had seen her there last year, so he had a chance. He volunteered to man the water jug. The festival gives water to anyone who needs it. Just a small cup of water, but that would be enough if he could get her to drink it. He had the water on a tray that he manned.

Near noon, she showed up, but she was carrying her own water bottle. SHIT. He stood behind the large jug of water people were filling their bottles from. She stopped to fill hers, and he thought he had missed her until she stopped while filling to flirt with another guy from the neighborhood. Malko was able to reach around the jar and drop the powder into her bottle while she was flirting with the man. By the time she turned around to close her bottle, he was gone.

Now all he had to do was follow her to see what the effects would be. At first, there was no difference. She talked to people and had some pancakes. He followed her when she headed down the street. He hoped she would just go home, and it appeared he might get lucky. She was heading in the right direction. By the time she got to their building, she looked confused. Malko stepped up behind her.

"Mariska, are you okay?"

"I.. I think so. I forgot where I live."

"You're at the right building. Let me help you home." He took her by the elbow and gently pointed her toward the door. She let him guide her toward her front door. When she got there, she forgot where her keys were, and Malko helped her by getting them out of her purse. "Let me help you with this, okay?"

She let him and they were inside her apartment quickly. Now what?

"Mariska, maybe you'd better sit down." He helped her to the couch. She looked confused. Her eyes were blank. "Mariska, it is hot here. Maybe you should open your blouse to cool down?"

She looked down and looked back up at him, confused. "Maybe I should help you." He began opening her blouse as she sat still. When her blouse was open, he pulled the bottom out of her skirt and removed it from her shoulders. Her bra was nice, and she had big tits. He reached out and brushed against one of them. She didn't seem to notice, so he squeezed her breast. She giggled a little at that and he smiled. "Maybe you should remove your skirt also? Please stand up."

She stood up and allowed him to remove her skirt. She was beautiful and she was just standing quietly before him. He began massaging her breasts and she giggled again. When he reached between her legs and stroked her over her panties, she began squirming.

"That's nice. Why are you doing this?"

"Do you want me to stop? I will if you ask me to."

She looked around but didn't say anything. He slipped his finger under her panties and began running his finger up and down in her vagina.

Mariska was having a wonderful day at the festival. She always enjoyed the happy people. She was careful not to drink wine or beer, but only water.

When she finally went to refill her bottle, she saw the neighbor she liked. He was cute. She thinks his name is Leander, and she took the opportunity to flirt with him for a second. She then finished filling her bottle and returned to walking around.

Within a couple of minutes, she didn't feel very well and decided to go home. As she was walking in that direction, she was having more and more trouble concentrating. She finally had to stop to let her mind clear. That was when that neighbor showed up. She kind of liked him, but he seemed to always annoy her. He is well-known in the neighborhood because of what he did during the Russian occupation. She did admire that, but she couldn't understand why he always annoyed her so much.

He did help her into her apartment, but he then followed her in. She was confused. Why is he here? When he removed her blouse, her mind wanted to say stop, but it didn't. When he removed her skirt, her mind tried to tell her where he was going, but she couldn't formulate the words.

When he pushed into her, her mind jumped at the excitement. She had not had sex for months, and this man working her clit over made her very excited at once. Within a couple of minutes, her mind went to the pleasure and nothing else mattered. Her nipples grew hard and pushed against her bra. All she could think was, take the bra off, take the bra off. Her mind hoped he would fuck her. She NEEDED to be fucked. Even if it was him.

Malko could see the heat in her eyes, even if they weren't clear. He reached behind her, popped her bra, and dropped it on the couch. Her breasts burst out of the bra with her nipples declaring her body's intent. He smiled. He was going to do this. He took ahold of her panties and pulled them down to the floor. They were wet from her juices, and he helped her out of them.

Malko stripped down to his shorts. He then turned her around and put her hands on the couch. He then pushed her legs apart to reveal her wet womanhood shining at him. She was ready.

The moment he took her bra off, her mind cleared enough to understand what was coming. Only, her body was ahead of her mind and was preparing to get fucked. He pulled her panties down and removed them; she stood naked before him. Her mind said stop but her body said continue. She knew who would win that battle. He turned her around and bent her over. Her body was screaming for his dick in her, now. She didn't care who it was, or why they were there. She just knew she was going to get fucked, and that was all her body wanted at the moment.

Malko stood behind her, removed his shorts, and admired her ass and wet pussy dripping down her leg. He slapped her ass a couple of times, and she wiggled it for him. She still hadn't made a sound, but her body was telling him it wanted to be fucked. He obliged it and gently pushed into her. After a couple of thrusts, he was completely inside her. He heard her moaning and her legs began shaking. This inspired him to enthusiastically fuck her as she shook. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back and reached under her and squeezed both breasts. This was AMAZING.

Mariska's mind had checked out. Her body was controlling the situation, and it was enjoying this to the fullest. He filled her up and she enjoyed having a man inside her again. She had missed this and was enjoying every thrust immensely.

After a few minutes, her legs began to grow weaker. Malko had to catch her around her waist as she came. Her legs were shaking uncontrollably, and she was moaning and blabbering. She finally spoke, but he couldn't understand any of it. She was just babbling incoherently. And it was HOT.

Mariska's mind was reeling. She needed this and was enjoying every second of this. All she knew at the moment was he was filling her and satisfying her like she couldn't remember having been before. When she finally stopped quaking, she realized he was holding her up. When he gently laid her down on the couch, she just rested there. To her, that was what sex was supposed to be.

He stood and watched as she lay quietly on the couch. He knew he wasn't done. Her mind would clear, and he wanted her to allow him to continue fucking her. That would take a second step. One not in the gypsy book. He had come prepared.

Motshan had taught him hypnotic tricks to use on the Russian soldiers years ago. He only hoped he could still do it. If he could hypnotize her and give her a trigger word, he would be in permanently.

He sat her up and held her face by her chin. She was beginning to clear, and had a confused, yet contented look on her face.

"Mariska, this is Malko. Listen to me very carefully. You will look at my watch as I swing it in front of you. You will concentrate on only the watch. Do you understand?" She nodded, slowly. "Good girl. This will help you to make you feel better. Now, stare at the watch as I count down. When I get to one, you will fall asleep. Understand?" She nodded. "Good girl. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one. You are asleep." She bowed her head and closed her eyes. "Very good, Mariska. Now, listen very carefully to me. When I say the word, "Atlas", you will revert to your new inner self. You will stay that way until I say 'porcupine". When I do, you will revert back to your normal self, except you will be happy that Malko is your boyfriend. You will do whatever Malko tells you to do. You will be happy to do that. It will make you pleased if Malko is pleased. Do you understand?" She nodded. "Good girl, Mariska. Repeat what I told you to do." She repeated it perfectly. "Now, Mariska, you will forget everything that happened here today and what I have told you. You will wake up very happy and fulfilled. It will not be a surprise that you are naked and just had sex with Malko. It will be a natural thing for you to do. Do you understand?"

She nodded. "Good, when you wake up, you will be very satisfied with the sex, and very happy to have Malko here. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one. Wake up."

Mariska looked up at Malko and smiled. "Thank you for rescuing me and having sex with me. It was wonderful and you are wonderful." She reached up and hugged him. It didn't seem to mind to her that she was naked, and he was naked.

Malko reached down and kissed her, gently. "I love you Mariska, thank you for letting me into your life. How about we go into your room and have another round of sex?"

She giggled and jumped up on her feet. She grabbed him by the hand and pulled him into her bedroom.

When they were there, she jumped on her bed and spread her legs wide. "Fuck me, boyfriend. Fuck me like you've never fucked me before. Fuck me until I can't walk."

Malko wasn't sure that was what he had in mind, but he was willing to try and fuck her until she was sore, if that was what she wanted.

He climbed on top of her. She was very wet and already rubbing her clit. He pushed past her hand and deep into her pussy. She squealed as he entered her. She continued rubbing herself as he stroked her until she exploded on his dick. She squirted a little. He hadn't cum yet, so he continued fucking her. She lay there and looked into his eyes as he worked on her. By the time he was ready, she was heating up again. She began stroking her button as he fucked her until he came deep within her. She exploded and he held on as she rocked and screamed a few "oh, God's, and thank you's" until she was quiet. He sat beside her and watched her compose herself.

He lay down beside her, held her, and let her enjoy the euphoria of what they had just done.

She finally propped herself up on one elbow and looked him in the eye. "You know, I was always attracted to you. You just seemed to annoy me so much. Now, I don't seem to care about that any longer. You are wonderful in bed. How about we rest a little and go for another round, or two?"

They took turns riding each other until they finally fell asleep early the next morning.

Malko was ready for the last test. He kissed Mariska. "Porcupine."

Her eyes clouded over for a minute. She finally said. "I need to go to work. See you tonight?"

"Yes, my love. I'll be back after work." He kissed her and headed to his apartment.

This looks like it worked. He hasn't any idea how often he will need to use the potion to keep her. The hypnotism certainly helped.

He went to work thinking about this black-haired beauty.

When he got home that evening, he didn't see her. He was hoping she wouldn't be a clinger. A little later that evening, she called him. "If you come over, I have dinner ready for you."

"That is wonderful. I'll be right there."

He didn't use the word at all that night. They sat on the couch and talked about their respective days. He found out she works for a financial company and makes good money. After a while, she excused herself and went into her bedroom. When she returned, she peeked out of her bedroom. She stepped into the doorway to reveal she was naked. "How about a little dessert?"

"You were reading my mind." He jumped up and chased her to her bed. He told her to get on her knees. She did so and shook her ass in his face. He stood behind her and slapped her on the ass. "I'm going to mount you and ride you until you melt, bitch."

Mariska spent the day trying to figure out how this man had wormed himself into her life so quickly. She wasn't really complaining. The sex was wonderful, and he didn't seem so obnoxious now.

When he slapped her ass and called her his bitch, she almost creamed herself. After he had carefully filled her with himself, she let her mind wander as he fucked her. He reached around her and played with her breasts. She loved him playing with her breasts. They had always been very tender, and her sensations from her nipples could make her come on many nights when she was alone. Now, with him playing with them and fucking her pussy at the same time, her mind just let go. She let her emotions and feelings overwhelm her. It was the best she could ever remember feeling as a man fucked her. This was her man, and he could fuck her anytime he wished. By the time he finally unloaded into her, she had already melted down and was waiting for him to finish. When he did so into her, she felt completely fulfilled.

He lay beside her, and she put her head on his shoulder. After several minutes, she moved down his body and put him into her mouth. She started by cleaning her own juices off his dick until he was clean. She continued until he was leaking again. She didn't stop until he fired into her mouth. She swallowed everything and licked her lips as she lay back down beside him. He held her until she fell asleep.

He watched her as she slept. He didn't need to use any words that night. She may be at peace with their relationship. He offered to move in with Mariska, and she quickly agreed.

After he had gone to work the next day, he had some thinking to do. He hadn't really planned on having a girlfriend this soon. He wanted to play the field and fuck a few more women with the potion and hypnotism.

The first thing he had to do was to find a better way to make money other than working like a stiff. There had to be people out there that would be willing to give him money if he "fixed" them also.

Later that night, as Mariska was working on his dick, he asked her if there were any rich men working where she does. In between head bobs, she told him about the big boss. He was rich and owned the company. Malko later asked her if he could meet the man. She didn't know. She doesn't normally see him much. She spent more time with her boss, Renata Dienes.

When Mariska had sucked the life out of his dick, and was resting beside him, he asked Mariska if he could maybe meet her.

Mariska told him it wouldn't be a problem. They go for drinks every Friday after work. He could just be there, and she would introduce them.

He had a plan. He could slip her the potion, and him and Mariska could follow her home, if she lived alone. If not, she would have to come with them. Either way, he wanted this woman to be his introduction into the company. If he could move up the chain, sooner or later, he would find someone who would give him enough money to live on.

Malko was at the restaurant before them. When Renata and Mariska walked into the restaurant, Malko waited for them to be seated. He walked up to them. "Mariska, I'm happy to see you here."

"Renata, this is my boyfriend, Malko. Malko, Renata."

He bowed to her. "Mariska has told me so much about you, I had to meet you. I'm sorry if I'm intruding. If I am, just say so, and I will leave."

Renata was interested in seeing who the new man in Mariska's life was. She had started talking about this man only two days before, and now, she is dreaming of marriage. Renata had to see what he was about. "No, it's alright with me. I've been wanting to meet the new man in Mariska's life, anyway."

They talked after ordering the drinks. Malko waited until Renata went to the bathroom. "Mariska, Atlas."

Mariska froze for just a second. "I need you to distract Renata when I give you the signal. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Malko. I understand. I will distract Renata when you give me the signal."

"Good girl." Renata returned and Malko nodded to Mariska. She nodded and began talking to Renata. When Mariska temporarily was between Renata and Malko, he slipped the powder into her wine. They sat and talked until Renata began talking slower.

Malko went over to Renata and knelt beside her. "Renata, are you not feeling well?"

She shook her head. "We'll take you home. Can we call your husband?"

Renata shook her head, "No husband, no children. Alone."

"Okay, give Mariska your keys and we will take you home. Tell us you address."

It took her a couple of minutes to remember her address. By the time Malko and Renata were in her car, she was quiet. Malko told Mariska to go home and go to bed as soon as she got there. She was to sleep until Malko woke her up. Mariska took his car and went home as instructed.

Renata was quiet as Malko drove her home. As they were driving, Malko programmed her mind and hypnotized her to her trigger words. He used Vermont as her new self and peach as her old self.

When they arrived, Malko helped Renata into her house and unlocked the door. It was a really nice house. Especially considering she lived here alone.

He led Renata by the hand to her bedroom. "Renata, I think you need to lie down." He led her to her bed and began removing her clothes. She just stood there, allowing him to undress her. When she was naked, he began playing with her body. When he pushed his finger into her pussy, she shuddered.

Renata doesn't usually get sick. But she couldn't think clearly. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she wasn't worried about it. This man was here with her, and he was helping her. She felt better when she was naked, but she didn't know why. She was enjoying this man's hands on her body. She hadn't had a man since her divorce and hadn't wanted one until now. Her career was the most important thing to her. However, her body started betraying her. He was working on stimulating her sexual feelings, and she liked it.

Malko lifted her off her feet and laid her on the bed. He told her she needed sex to feel better and to open her legs if she wanted sex. She opened her legs as wide as she could.

He smiled, climbed onto the bed and began fucking her with his finger until she was moaning and asking for him to fuck her. He was happy. The instructions he had planted into her mind had taken hold, and he would be there the rest of the night.

He started telling her how beautiful she was, how hot her body was, and how much he needed her as he entered her slowly. She helped him into her and slowly accepted his member into her vagina. When he was fully inside of her, he relaxed for a minute to let her settle.

When she smiled at him, he began stoking her, slowly at first, but faster and faster. As she heated up, she began talking. Malko wasn't paying attention to whatever she was saying. He was enjoying this woman's body and her willingness to give it to him. As he fucked her, he whispered into her ear how much she loved him and how she would do anything he asked her to do. She would have sex with him whenever he asked for it. She would not worry about Mariska, and what her relationship with Malko was. It was none of her business. He told her that her job was still very important to her, and she would be even better at it for Malko. By the time she came to orgasm, she was his. He could tell by the look in her eyes.

When she settled down, he told her to suck his dick, and she immediately climbed down and gave him the best blowjob he could remember ever having. When she finally finished, she crawled back to him. "Was that good enough, Malko? Did I please you?"

"Renata my love, that was perfect. You are amazing in bed. I couldn't ask for a better lover than you. You will never speak to Mariska about this until I tell you to, do you understand?"

"Yes, Malko, I understand. I will not worry about Mariska or ask any questions about her or you."

God bless those gypsies.

For the rest of the night, until late in the night, he had her get him up again and then fucked her again. He told her to have an orgasm each time he came. After four orgasms, he could tell she was spent. He held her in his arms as she went to sleep.

The next morning, he awoke with her between his legs. He hadn't needed to tell her anything, she did it on her own. She should be ready now. After she finished, he told her to get dressed and take him home. She did so and he found Mariska asleep in her bed as she had been instructed. He told her to wake up and fucked her as a reward for doing as she was told. He told her not to ask any questions about Renata and to go to work.

He skipped work today. He was spent. He had fucked Renata five times and Mariska once. He knew he couldn't keep this pace up for long.

At noon, he called Renata at work and said "Vermont."

She was silent on the phone. "Renata, I need you to find an account that is a single woman with a large balance and bring the information home tonight. Come with Mariska tonight. She said, "Yes, Malko. I understand."

That night, Renata came home with Mariska. Neither of them thought anything was unusual.

Malko kissed each and they sat down on the couch. "Renata, did you find what I was looking for?"

"Yes, I did. Juliana Toth." Malko knew that name. He knew a little about the Toth family. Juliana was in her fifties and was the most senior surviving family member. She had no children but was the matriarch of a business empire. The problem with her would be lawyers. Someone who would check everything they state. Probably not a good choice to stay under the radar.

"A great one, but probably a little too high a profile. Anyone else?"

"Yes, one more. Eliza Kovacs." He had never heard of her, a good sign.

"Tell me about her."

"She is forty-nine and inherited her late husband's business. It is run by his best friend who is the President of the company. She doesn't have to do anything in the company. She has no children and doesn't have much of a social life. No one really knows much about what she does. "Perfect. Can you set up a meeting with her?"

"Maybe. She doesn't normally come into the office."

"Can we see her at her home?"

"That's more likely."

"Good. Try to set up something. Mariska, if you will get dinner ready, I will take Renata home."

When they arrived at her house, Renata asked if he could come in for a little "nibble'?"

He didn't have much time, dinner would be ready soon, but he couldn't leave Renata hanging, so he agreed.

As soon as they were in her living room, he told her to pull her skirt down and bend over the arm of the couch. She giggled and did so, quickly. When he pulled her panties down, he could tell she was ready for his invasion. He slapped her ass, gently and spoke. "Relax, Renata, here comes your reward." He pushed into her and rode her roughly until he was ready to explode. As he did, he told her to cum. The combination made for quite a sight, two spent people hanging over the arm of a couch. He kissed her ass and pulled up his pants. "You are a good girl, Renata. I want you to go to bed tonight and masturbate while thinking of me. Can you do that?"

"Oh, yes I can and thank you for coming in."

He hurried home to find dinner ready. He also found Mariska wearing nothing but an apron. "I like how the dinner smells, but I LOVE how you look, my love."

They hurriedly ate dinner and retired to the bedroom. The rest of the evening was enjoyed together until they fell asleep, completely satisfied.

Malko had spent most of his time trying to improve his method of infusing his "conquests" with the potion. He finally was able to make a liguefied version of the potion. He had put it in a small spray bottle, like perfume. Afterwards he could then give them a small water bottle infused with a stronger version of the potion. This would make it much easier and quieter when he tried to "take" someone.

Renata called the next day to say Kovacs would meet with her to discuss a new investment idea that Renata had for her. Renata had not told her about Malko.

He took his spray and small water bottle in his pocket with him.

He went to Renata's office, and they headed toward Kovacs' home in her car.

Eliza herself met them at the door. "Who's this?"

"His name is Malko. He's my assistant. He does paperwork."

Eliz watched him as he came in with his briefcase and sat down. "If I make you nervous, Ms. Kovacs, I can wait outside."

"No, I guess it's okay. Now, what do you have to show me?"

Renata started into her spiel. Malko was sitting behind Kovacs. She was ignoring him completely. It made it simple to reach up by her head and spray her in the face. She immediately froze. Renata hadn't seen this before, and she became agitated. "It's okay, Renata. She is fine.' He turned to Eliza. "Eliza, please drink this bottle of water."

Eliza took the bottle out of his hand and drank it down. She then just sat there.

"Renata, how about you go and get a drink of water for yourself while Eliza and I talk a few things over, okay?"

"Sure Malko." She got up and headed for the kitchen.

Malko quickly went through his routine. After the first two, this one was easy. By the time Renata got back. Eliza was a happier version of herself.

He spoke to both. "You two will become good friends. Do you understand?" They both nodded. "Good, we will talk about other things later. For now, Renata, please go back to your office and continue working. I will talk to Eliza for a few minutes, and she can take me home. Right, Eliza?"

"I'd be happy to." Renata kissed Malko and went back to work.

Once she was gone, Malko asked Eliza to stand up. When she did, he reached out and squeezed her breasts. She just giggled. Good, next step. He unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her very hefty breasts with a heavy bra. He smiled at her and kissed her. She kissed him back.

He told her to remove the blouse and bra, and she smiled as she did so. Her large breasts popped out of the bra and hung down just a little.

"You have beautiful breasts, Eliza. They are wonderful." He began sucking on them and she closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation. As he was sucking on her breasts, he reached behind her and squeezed her ass. She cooed lightly and shook her ass. "Eliza, please remove your skirt."

She quickly did so to reveal what had been a matching bra and panty set. The bra was gone, and the panties were soaked in her juices already. "He whispered into her ear, please take me to your bedroom. I want to make love to you right now."

She grabbed his hand and hurried up the stairs and into her bedroom. It was large, and beautifully decorated. When she got to bed, she stripped off her panties and jumped onto the bed. "Come and get it, Malko." Good his name was now imprinted into her brain. All he needed to do was complete her trigger word and give her the instructions he wanted her to have. But first...

She made herself ready for him and he didn't make her wait. She was a little older and had a few more miles on her body, but he still fit just fine into her. As he fucked her, she grabbed him and pulled him down onto her. She clung to him as he worked on her. When he was finally ready to cum, he did so while telling her to have the best orgasm she could remember ever having. She exploded under him, shaking and sweating, cursing and mumbling. Malko could tell she hadn't been fucked lately and had plenty of pent-up sexual frustrations. Good, he wanted her to be happy and thankful for his attentions toward her.

Eliza was confused when that man kept interfering with their conversation. Then, she began to have trouble with her thoughts. Her mind was becoming cloudy, and she was unable to think. As the man spoke, her mind began to clear. She had a more defined purpose in life. She wouldn't be alone any longer. She was desperately lonely. It felt like to her that this man could solve that for her. As he fucked her, she knew this was the right thing. She wouldn't be lonely any longer. By the time the orgasm came, her mind was blissfully settled on this new life.

He held her as she settled down and kissed her softly. "Eliza, you were amazing. Your life will be full and happy now. There are things I must tell you, and you must remember and do as I say. Do you understand, Eliza?"

"Yes, Malko, I understand. Do as you say."

He then through the process of giving her the trigger word, and that she would not worry about what happens between Malko and Renata and Mariska. She didn't even know who Markisa was, but she didn't care. She felt in her soul that it would be okay. She smiled at Malko and kissed him when he was finished. "As you wish, Malko, I will do. But please, fuck me again before you leave."

He happily complied and they had a wonderful time that afternoon. He made her cum two more times. By the time he was ready to leave, he had to call a taxi. She was in no condition to drive a car by then.

By the time Mariska came home, he had told Renata that she had been wonderful, and she would see him soon, but not tonight. Mariska was happy to see him, as she always was. They had a nice night. Everyone was happy.

Malko got up late the next day, after Mariska had left for work. He considered how far he had come in the last six months. He now had three women who would do as he asked. He had to start a log book to keep track of each's trigger words, their address and phone numbers. He also kept track of family and work. He never knew when all of that would come in handy.

Time to put the second phase of his plan into action.