She Escapes Control

Summer woke up. She wasn't a ****. She wasn't under anyone's control. She was her own person. She pulled away from the hypnotist. "I need to get out of here," she said, spitting out Dr. Crane's cum.
Summer bolted out the door into the reception area. The receptionist tried to block her path, but Summer was a trained martial artist. She made it to the glass door and started to push it. But she saw something in the reflection. Doctor Crane's eyes. In an instant, she was lost. "Turn around," the hypnotist ordered. Summer obeyed.
"She's still too strong," the receptionist said. "Let me wear her down."
Dr. Crane considered her suggestion. "Summer," he ordered. "When I tell you to, you will wake up. You will be immobile, and will follow all of my commands, but will be able to talk and think for yourself. All of your old triggers will be back in place. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Then wake up as my obedient toy."
Summer did as she was told.