She dooms you to a life of sexual submission

"Listen very, very closely to my voice." Dr. Willow speaks with a well-trained rhythm and tone, allowing her words to penetrate deeply into your mind.

"From now on, whenever you see an exposed penis, you will immediately gain a ****, urgent desire to become intimate with that penis, and to obey any commands that its owner gives you. You will not be able to disobey any person whose dick you can see... Until they are completely sexually satisfied. Let me be completely clear: you are now an obedient, submissive servant of cock. Whenever you see a penis, you will have deep, primal urges to taste it, suck it, ride it and serve it. Repeat after me: 'I am a **** to cock.'

"I am a **** to cock." You repeat obediently.

"Perfect. Now, when I count down to zero and snap my fingers, you will awake from your trance, and your new instructions will settle deep into your subconscious. Permanently. Three, two, one, zero."

You hear a loud snap of fingers, and then you feel re-energized. You open your eyes and sit up, and just like before, you watch Dr. Willow returning to her chair behind a large oak desk.

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{endif}Your rational mind slowly returning, you whimper as you realize what she has done to you.

"How could you!" You sob.

"I don't tolerate time wasters." Dr. Willow snaps back. Her expression has once again become a lot more severe, and serious. She reaches for the landline phone on her desk and presses speed dial.

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{endif}"Don't even bother. I'm leaving!" You shout at her before she can call Harold.