AI Dungeon: Amdusias cafe smut (unfinished)

You are Visi. Amdusias has invited you to lunch at her favorite cafe. You agreed to come, both because you enjoy her company and because you do not want to displease her. You enter the cafe and see she is already seated, reading the menu as she waits for you. She looks up when she sees you and smiles warmly at you.
"Good, you did not make me wait long," she says. "Please, take a seat." She waves to a waiter, who promptly brings you a drink. The waiter then leaves you alone with Amdusias.
"So, Visi," Amdusias begins, "though we have known each other many times, I do not think I truly know you." She runs her finger around the rim of her glass. "So tell me, what is it which drives you?"
You're unsure of how to answer. You're tempted to flirt, but afraid she might think you're dodging the question. You deliberate carefully for a moment.
"I..." You begin, then stop. "I'm not sure how to answer."
"Just answer honestly," she smiles.
You ponder it some more, then answer.
"I want to be on top," you say, quietly at first, then louder and more confident.
Amdusias looks at you, confused.
"What do you mean?" she asks.
"You know, in bed," you say. "I want to be on top."
"Do you mean sexually?" Amdusias asks.
"Of course," you reply, cheeks burning. "What did you think I meant?"
"I did not know," she admits. "I assumed you were not referring to sexual position. I thought perhaps you were referring to, say, a position of power. Like, say, a position in the Royal Guard."
You are surprised.
"How quaint, and how depraved, that your aspirations begin and end between my thighs," she condescends, giving you a sadistic look. "Surely you can do better than that, little one."
You're blushing profusely now, and she giggles nastily at your reaction. She takes pity on you.
"I'm sorry, little one. Here I was trying to get you to open up and share your feelings, and instead I hurt your feelings." She leans forward, her eyes glinting in the candlelight.
"Nah, that's alright. I kind of left myself open for that," you reply.
"You did," she says. "But now I want to ask you a question. I want you to answer me honestly, alright?"
You nod.
"Are you my pet... or am I yours?" she asks, a smirk on her face.
"You're joking," you say.
"I don't think I am," she replies. "Tell me, which do you think you are?"
"Neither. We're just having lunch."
"I don't think so," she says. "We're here so you can answer my question."
You pause to gather your thoughts.
"I think," you say slowly, "That you enjoy having control over me."
"Oh?" she smiles. "And how do you know this?"
You shrug.
"You smile when you boss me around, Amdusias."
She nods.
"And when you boss me around, I feel happy," you add.
"Do you now?" she asks, raising an eyebrow. "So does that mean you’re my pet, then?”
"I guess so," you say. "If I like being bossed around."
"But surely you don't like everything I do to you?"
"Well... no," you say.
She leans forward, that same sadistic grin on her face.
"So you don't like it when I give you an order you don't like?" she asks.
"No."
"So if I ordered you to strip, right now, you would refuse?" she asks.
You feel a twinge of fear run through you.
"Yes," you reply.
Her grin widens, and she pokes her tongue out at you.
"No you wouldn't," she says.
"W-what?" you ask, worried.
"You heard me," she smiles. "Strip."
You open your mouth to protest, but find yourself unable to speak. You look down, and find that, sure enough, you're slowly pulling up your shirt. You go to stop, but find yourself unable to do so. It's like your body isn't yours anymore.
"I... can't..." you say, but the words fail to come out.
"You can," Amdusias croons. "And you will. Because I want you to."
She leans forward, and gently touches your cheek. You feel a shock of pleasure run through you as she does so, and you gasp.
"You want to please me, don't you?" she asks, that sadistic grin still on her face.
You nod slowly.
"Answer me," she commands.
"Yes," you reply, your voice quivering slightly.
"Yes... what?" she asks.
"Yes, ma'am," you reply.
"Good boy," she smiles. "Now, strip."
She lets go of your cheek, and you pull your shirt off over your head. You look down, and see that your hands are moving of their own accord. You moan as you watch them move. It feels... strange. Not bad, just strange. You look up at Amdusias, who is watching you closely.
"Come on, now," she says, gently clapping her hands twice. "Faster."
Your hands speed up, as do your motions as you take off your trousers and boxers. You gasp as you feel the cold air on your genitals, and a shiver of pleasure runs through your body.
"Look at that," Amdusias says. "You're getting hard. You like this, don't you?"
You nod slowly.
"Yes... yes, I do," you admit.
"Tell me," she says, moving around the table to stand next to you. "Tell me how much you like this."
You open your mouth to respond, but find yourself unable to speak. A wave of panic goes through you as you realise that you can't speak. You look up at Amdusias, who is staring at you with the same sadistic grin as before.
"You like this," she says. "You want to answer, but you can't. You're speechless. Literally."
She leans forward, and kisses you on the cheek. You feel another wave of pleasure go through you, and you moan.
"Oh, yes," she says. "You like that. You really like that."
She moves away, and your hands resume their work. You look down, and see your hand wrapped tightly around your member.
"Don't stop," she commands.
"Don't stop, even if you see the other patrons looking. You don't answer to them, you answer to me."
You gasp as you see the waitress from earlier walk into the room, a tray in her hand and a curious look on her face. She notices you, staring at you in surprise. Then, she notices Amdusias.
"Hi, Dani," Amdusias says.
"Amdusias," the waitress, Dani, says in recognition. "I didn't know you were here. Who's...?"
Her eyes flicker to you, and she gasps.
"I didn't know we had live entertainment," she says, a certain note of excitement in her voice.
"Live entertainment?" Amdusias asks, smiling. "I suppose you could say that."
Dani sets down her tray on a table, and walks towards you. A certain note of urgency enters her gait, and she licks her lips as she looks at you.
"What's your name?" she asks.
"Visi," you say, your voice barely above a whisper.
"I'm Dani," she says. "Can I...?"
She extends a hand, motioning towards your groin.
"Touch it?" she asks, as if the answer should be obvious.
You look at Amdusias, who smiles and nods.
"Sure," she says. "He's into that."
Dani wraps her hand around your member, and begins to pump it gently. You close your eyes and moan as you start to quickly lose your inhibition.
"He's a little skinny for my tastes," Dani says, spitting onto her hand and rubbing it along your member. "But I'm not going to turn down a nice, big one."
She continues to stroke you, speeding up every so often. You start to grunt in time with her motions, and her hands pause in their pumping.
"Don't stop," you beg.
"I didn't say anything," she says, smirking.
You look up at her, and see her lick her lips as she stares at you.
"Are you going to finish on my hands?" she asks. "Because that's a bit boring. I need you to finish in my mouth."
You pause, looking at her as she stares at you expectantly.
"What? I like to taste it," she says, then kneels before you with her mouth wide open.
You look at Amdusias, who nods encouragingly at you.
"Do it," she says.
You grunt as you start to lose control, and spurt into Dani's mouth. She moans in delight as she continues to pump your member with her hand, staring at it with awe.
"Wow, look at it squirt," she says. "He's like a little fountain."
After a few more spurts, you finish, and Dani stands with a smile on her face.
"Thanks, honey," she says. "I'll be here all week."
She winks at you, then saunters over to a table, where her friends are waiting for her. You watch her go, your member still erect and dripping. She takes a napkin from the table and wipes her face, then gestures to her friends and laughs.
"You like that?" Amdusias asks.
"Yeah," you admit.
"Do you want me to make you hard again so you can ask her for a goodbye blowjob?" she asks. "I can time it so you'd catch up to her in the parking lot, then you could offer to drive her home."
"No, that's fine," you say.
"Shame," Amdusias says. "Well, we have some time yet to kill. How do you propose we spend it?"