A mental battle, lost before it starts

"Aaaaaaaugh!" The room goes silent as the princess drops to the floor, arms crossed against her chest. Her dress has crumpled in a heap around her. She begins rocking back and forth, her eyes staring blankly at the floor. It's obvious that she is trying her hardest to resist the effects of Master's spell.

Master takes several steps down from his throne, his body language arrogant and self-satisfied. He slowly steps down to the princess who is by now staring up at him, a mixture of fear, confusion, and arousal in her eyes as she watches his erect cock sway back and forth with each step. She catches herself beginning to drool out of one side of her mouth, still stubbornly resisting Master's power.

Master stands triumphantly in front of the princess, his hips thrust forward to show off his impressive member to the struggling woman. "I am Chief Kos, your new master, and you are my new ****," he begins. His statement is not directed at you, but the words still resonate through your mind, pulling you back to the day when you accepted this position willingly.

"No, I am not a ****," the princess protests. "I am... I am... AAAAAAAAH!" She never finishes her sentence, her new identity already imprinting itself over her old memories.

"You ARE a ****," Master continues, shaking his hips to wave his cock in front of her in unison with her words. "You are MY ****, a **** to this cock!" His words are more bold now, and you can see the princess's will slowly eroding with every word from his mouth. "You will live to serve my cock and nothing else." The fear is gone from the princess's eyes at this point. Her own will is almost completely eroded already, her head shaking back and forth to follow Master's cock.

"Master's cock..." the former princess weakly mumbles, her new position in life solidifying itself in her mind.

"You will do everything I say," Master continues. At this point the former princess is completely entranced, her posture slumped over and her arms hanging limply at her sides. Her eyes stare lustfully at Master's cock and drool drips from her chin. "I will fuck you whenever and wherever I like, and you will bear me strong offspring!" A weak smile comes from the entranced maiden's face, no doubt imagining herself burdened with Master's offspring. You also cannot resist imagining the petite woman's slim stomach and tiny breasts swelling with pregnancy. The thought makes your pussy quiver and your nipples ache. You know that is Master's plan for you, too, on the unlikely chance that you have not been impregnated already.

"Lastly your name. You are a princess no longer, we cannot burden you with such useless titles," the former princess nods weakly. A **** has no right to call herself something as haughty as 'princess'. "Your new name is Meat. That is all you are worth - your body and the pleasure it can give to this cock!"