She takes it well.

"Justine?" you ask, meekly.

"Yes master." she responds, still savoring the afterglow.

"I need to tell you something." you say hesitantly.

"Whatever my favorite patient needs." she says, smiling.

"Justine I hypnotized you. I made you want me. I made you do whatever I asked. To believe whatever I say."

She nods listening intently.

"I made you have sex with me. To be my little plaything."

She pauses for a moment letting your words sink in.

"I made you want me. Want to obey me."

She does not seem stunned by what she just heard. "You did this to me?" she asks.

You nod and she takes a moment to ponder what you have just told her. After a moment that feels like an eternity she smiles at you. "Is it really that big of a deal?" she says to your utter shock.

"I mean I understand where you are coming from but I am happy how I am. I was always a submissive person, maybe not to patients, but to most partners I've been with." she continues " It's actually really hot how you just blatantly took control of me and made me into your sex puppet."

She says it all so nonchalantly, your eyes are wide with disbelief.

"Really?" you ask.

"Yeah." she answers.

"How could you possibly enjoy being controlled like that without your consent?" you ask.

"Well, I guess I don't. But I did. I enjoyed it. I loved it. " she admits. " But why? " you ask. "Because it felt so right. Because you were in complete control of me. I trusted you. And I wanted to please you. " she explains.

"So you didn't even realize it?" you ask.

"No, I didn't. I thought I was just horny and curious. I had never been hypnotized before." she says.

You stare at her, thinking about what she has said. You feel guilty for making her do things she would not normally do. But then you remember that she did enjoy herself. She did enjoy being your slave.

"Do you want me to change you back?" you ask.

"No!" she tells, before collecting herself. "No, I'm ok with this. I like this. I like being your sex slave. I like it more than I ever thought I would."

You can't believe what she is saying. "But Justine..." you start to say, but she interrupts you.

"I'm not sure I ever want to go back to the way I was. I know it sounds crazy but I feel free now. Like I can be myself. Like I can do anything I want. Like I'm not afraid anymore. " she says.

"I see." you say, unsure if you should take her word for it or not.

"If you want to make it up to me, keep giving me orgasms like that." she says, a devilish grin in her afterglow.

"I will." you say, a smile creeping across your face.

"Then I'll be your little slut." she says, seductively. You both laugh and hold each other a little tighter.

She shifts on to her elbows and looks up at me raising an eyebrow. "Am I the only one you have done this to?"

Your face flushes red and she giggles.

"Oh common, I'm sure I'm not the only one." She chides. You are a child caught with you hand in the cookie jar and you both know she's right. But you try to deflect.

"What makes you say that?" you say, guilt screaming across your face.

"Listen" she says "you are immensely powerful and immensely horny."

She nods down to my member stiffining again mere minutes after ejaculation.

"I don't mind if I'm not your only sex pet." she smiles, seductively "I actually find it kind of hot."

"Are you bisexual?" I ask.

"I'll be anything you want me to be master." Her purr makes my cock stiffen.