Leila's eyes widened upon Erik's demand. She was still on her knees, hugging his hips from the side. For a moment, she continued looking into his fierce gaze with pleading eyes, but then she looked down and buried her face into his side.
"That's… That's embarrassing, Daddy…" she muttered softly, a blush burning on her cheeks.
Erik nodded slowly, patting her soft, dark hair. "Yes, it is. But you're a good girl, so you'll do it anyway."
A helpless shiver passed through Leila's spine. She could feel the desire to obey filling her soul. He wasn't even using the Bond of Service. The bond was just a way for him to stay in contact with his servants and to ensure they couldn't easily reveal any secrets, even when captured, and occasionally to deny orgasms. But… for moments like this, he relied fully on the natural dominance he had over their minds.
