Back At Home, And Dreaming About Her Life As A Corporate Slut.

After her encounter in the alleyway, Monica's mind was a foggy mess, and she had no idea how she got back home. Her clothes were disheveled, and her makeup was a mess. She walked into her bedroom, and removed her clothes and got into bed, not caring to shower or change. As she laid in bed, she felt her mind clear and the voice began speaking again.

"See? Didn't that feel great?" The voice chimed.

"Mhmm." Monica smiled.

"~And how about tomorrow, hmm?" The voice continued.

"Tomorrow, yes..." Monica's mind was still in a haze.

"~Tomorrow, you are gonna go back to ADE, and show all the guys how well you suck cock."

"Yes. Mmmm, cock..." Monica cooed, her eyes closed.

"Just let them all fuck your brains out."

"Fuck my brains out..."

"~Make them all happy by being a dumb, corporate bimbo who's only purpose is to have her holes filled."

"Mmmn, I neeeeeed to be fiillllled." Monica mewled in her sleep, her fingers rubbing and thrusting in and against her needy pussy. She was nearing her climax in her light sleep, fantasizing about all the ways she could be used at the company. Her little voice in her head, powered by the subliminal messaging of the memo, only reinforced the idea.

"~So what are you going to do tomorrow?" The voice asked.

Monica let out an aroused giggle and her last thought before night took her was, "~Hehe, Tomorrow, I'm gonna be a bimbo cumslut and show all the men how good my mouth is." and She squealed with delight, and came as she slept.

The voice stopped talking, and the only sound was Monica's soft snoring, and her fingers still massaging her tender area. Her mind was free of its former thoughts and inhibitions, and filled instead entirely with the programming to obey her male counterparts at work.