Some new Ideas for Lois. Soon the fun will start, but first another Patient

"Now Doctor Wayne. I have heard from various sources that you are something of an expert doctor of the high society. And so, naturally, I became curious." ...Lois smiled kindly and pointed to the recording device. "You don't mind if I record our conversation, do you?"

"Not at all, Miss Lane. But if you would be so kind as to turn it off?I would like to ask you one question before all this starts and I would really hate to see that one question on tape." I smiled and looked her straight in the eye.

"Yes of course. Turn it off," she said as if in a trance and took the cell phone to stop the recording.

"And now the first question. Do you have other recording devices that I don't know about, and if so, please turn them off.

Mechanically, Lois reached into her bag and pulled out an old-fashioned recording box that still had a tape on it. Not that stupid, actually. This antique device was not operated with an SD card and was therefore almost immune to digital manipulation. But I had expected something similar from her. She was not one of the most feared reporters in town for nothing. It was clear that she would pull a trick like this.

"So now we come to the real question. Do you know who Superman really is?"

"Yes, I do." she said directly and without hesitation. I had to admit that I was a little disappointed. I would have thought her will was a little stronger. But my next question delighted me again because I was wrong in her mind.

"Who is it?"

"He... " she hesitated and tried to resist the question. So she was quite able to build up a resistance. I increased my control a little and she looked at me expressionlessly. "he is Clark Kent. My husband."

"i understand. Did you tell anyone you were coming here?"

"no."

"very well. Then listen to me carefully. Forget that you were here and delete or ignore anything that could lead you to believe that you have been here before. From now on you will feel a slight discomfort in your marriage. You will be dissatisfied with the current state of your marriage and in a week's time you will have the idea that you should see a specialist. You will spend a long time trying to find out who you want to go to, but in the end you will choose me! Do you understand that?"

"Yes... I understand that." she nodded without taking her eyes off my face.

"Oh. One more thing. If you visit me with your husband then please wear nice dirty lingerie. But don't tell your husband. If he notices it, give him hope that he will get to see it!"

"Yes... I give him hope."

"Are you two having good sex?"

The broad grin that was visible in her face despite the hypnosis spoke volumes, even though her voice sounded expressionless.

"We have good sex."

" From now on, no more. It's still good, but not as good as usual. You'll notice that the sex has changed. It will even happen that you won't be in the mood when he is in the mood. That' s one of the main reasons why you want to come and see me."

"Yes... I find it hard... to... visit you... main reason."

"And now go and follow my instructions."

I watched with satisfaction as Miss Lane rose and left the room. No sooner was she gone than my secretary came and put her head through the door.

"Sir?"

"Yes, what is it?"

"Miss Lane seemed a little confused as she walked past me. Did you hypnotize her?"

"Of course I did."

"And not sleep with her? Are you sick? Shall I call a doctor?" she asked in a seriously disturbed voice, looking at me deadly seriously. The sight of a Porono actress expressing concern that I hadn't fucked a will-less patient was just too delicious. When I started laughing she seemed even more confused.

"Don't worry! I am fine. I just haven't fucked her yet because I want to save the fun of fucking her in front of her husband."

"Shall I take care of her husband again then?" she asked helpfully and the conditioning in her mind was really good.

"In this particular case I am still thinking about it. In any case, Miss Lane and her husband will have a terimin next week. I am quite sure of it."

"I'll wait for your call. Speaking of which. Your next appointment is in 30 minutes."

"oh really? who?" I asked and rummaged in my documents. It was a mystery to me how people could keep track of things with this antiquated method. However, I was slowly running out of money and that was the reason why I had invented this game in the first place. Of course, I could just go anywhere and let anyone give me money, but in these things I was old-fashioned as they say on earth. I preferred to get paid for my work.

"The mayor and his daughter." she smiled and I started to grin broadly.

"Oh! This is coming along wonderfully! Perfect timing. How old is the young lady?"

After a quick glance at her portfolio she smiled at me. "21 years old. Apparently the two have problems with each other because of different political views."

"Ah. I'm looking forward to it." I smiled.

"Would you like me to give the mayor a bubble while you screw his daughter?" she asked in a good mood and I smiled. "Didn't the fuck I just gave you get enough?"

"Doctor! It's not the same thing! It's part of my job to fuck each of my patients as they see fit," she smiled, "and they always fuck me so hard afterwards!

"Well then, play your role as a reformed girl and put on your best face. I might call you in. But maybe I'll solve their problem in another way."