Dreams of Obedience, and Waking Up

Monica didn't sleep too well. The buzzing in her head was getting worse. She was having strange dreams. In one, she was on a farm and she was a cow, and a man was milking her. It felt so good, but then the dream changed. She was a maid at the Brand Adjuster's house. Monica adorned a frilly French maid's outfit and her master was there. He told her to bend over and spread her cheeks. He inserted his member deep inside of her, and fucked her senseless. Then another dream, and another, and another...
There was always a man, and there was always the buzzing. It was a constant hum, and the more it played, the more she obeyed. There was one constant, a female voice, and it was getting louder, and the other voices were becoming quieter, and then, finally...

"MONICA! MONNIE! MON-EE-KAH!!!"

Her name repeated and repeated, until, finally, the buzzing ceased.

Monica slowly woke up, her vision blurry, she was so tired. The room was so bright, and it was difficult to keep her eyes open. As her vision began to focus, she saw a figure above her, and it was her friend Anna. She looked a bit angry, and had her arms crossed.

"Monica! Are you even listening to me!? Wake the hell up!"

Monica was a little startled and was now fully awake. "Anna? What are you doing here?"

"I've been calling your phone for the last hour, and you never picked up."

"Why?"

"Because, I was worried. I told you about the memo from marketing and not to open it, and when I checked the system it said you did. So I got here as soon as I could. Oh, by the way, you missed work."

Monica sat up in her bed. "Shit. I did? Wait, what time is it?"

"A little after 11. You really have been out for a while. They had the intern Lisa fill in for you. God knows she isn't working, well, traditionally anyways. But that's not important."

Monica had a hard time keeping up, her thoughts were still a bit scrambled, but they were coming back to her. She remembered the memo, and the voice in her head, the dreams, the dizzy spell , and then the date with Hubert.

"Ugh. My head." She gripped her head with her hands, and tried to massage her temples.

"Yeah," Anna started, "Your current subliminal programming likely makes it painful to think. That memo you opened was to increase compliance with stubborn women who didn't want to participate in the incentive program. Basically, it made you more open to suggestions."

"Is that reversible? This migraine is killing me." Monica winced in pain.

"I'm not sure, Dr. Verlax might know. You can't come into work now, but come by the R&D department later, I'll see if he has anything he can do for you."

"Thank you."

"So what the hell happened after you opened the memo, and before I got here?"

Monica explained everything from when she opened the memo, to Hubert asking her out, the date, and the bracelet that he had to make him confident and how he tried to grope her, but admittedly she let him do it. She then shared her dreams in great detail with her friend.

Anna blushed, "Well, that explains the noises, and the wetness..."

"The what now?" Monica just realized the wetness and the noises that Anna was talking about, her cheeks turned red and she was a bit embarrassed.

"Yeah..." Anna smiled nervously. "Anyways, just stay here for the rest of the day, and come by around 6PM. Everyone will be gone except for myself and Dr. Verlax, maybe some custodial staff. I'll see what we can do to reverse the effects of the memo."

Monica agreed, and Anna left, leaving her alone with her thoughts, and her feelings, and her urges, and her desires...