When she’d agreed to spending a whole fortnight blank and brainwashed, she couldn’t decide which feeling was strongest: her arousal or the butterflies she felt.
It was meant to be a trial run … for her to experience it for real to see if it was truly what she wanted.
But what if the fortnight was spent brainwashing her to want it? What if she left already too deeply brainwashed to ever be free again? What if she never left?
When she thought of it like that, she couldn’t wait for the fortnight to come around …