A little reinforcement...

As the thin tentacles enter her brain cavity you open the tips and harden the rest, forming hollow tubes through which you pump more of your mass inside her head. Despite your exactitude and **** caution Song is shaking uncontrollably and you have to brace her so she doesn't hurt herself. You quickly ooze across her brain, enveloping it as you seek out her pleasure centers. Your first priority is to make this more enjoyable for your servant, you'd rather she be the one to pursue melding in the future.

After orienting yourself to her cerebral anatomy, just a touch of stimulation is all it takes to calm her. You block off the discomfort of having her head invaded, inserting a pleasant rushing warmth that spreads down to her fingertips, and begin to merge with the rest of her neural network. Song slumps against your grip on her head, eyes going unfocused and a vague smile spreading across her lips as you hijack her sensations. Pain normally serves a purpose but not here, not now.

The more connected you become, the more glimpses of your mind you allow the beautiful woman. The barest hints of what you really are but vastly more mind-to-mind contact than a human would ever naturally experience. She rides the euphoria you give her and embraces your presence like a lover. You'd found this was a winning tactic for most of the populace, humans could become terribly lonely.

Now that you're inside her head, literally and otherwise, you start to shape her thoughts to your desires. Touch up her loyalty, boost her attraction to you once again, and sooth some of the conflicts that had been plaguing her for weeks. Nothing too ****, you enjoyed her inner conflicts, but enough to keep her in her place for the immediate future. Heavily lidded eyes stared ahead unseeingly and a stream of drool ran down her chin from her hanging mouth. You could stop there really, she would be acceptably loyal at this point...