Gothitelle straddled your hips while facing away from you and her soft behind was on your crotch. To your worry, you were growing hard.
"Are... Are you using your powers to make me like this?" you asked, still afraid.
"No. That wouldn't be very fun and it would be an insult to my hot body." Gothitelle said, rubbing her behind against your growing erection.
"Please... free me...I won't run...." you said.
"I'm psychic. I can tell that your first instinct will be running away once I free you." Gothitelle said, with a sigh. "I guess our dates will be put on hold until further notice..."
Gothitelle then psychically lifted herself up and turned around. She then placed herself back down and went back to rubbing her behind against you.
"And to answer a question that you're afraid to ask, I won't use my powers to change your mind." Gothitelle said. "It'll be more fun if I mold you to my liking without resorting to mind-changing powers from here on. So I will only use my powers to either shrink you or make you into my puppet."
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