Nothing was going to stop her from getting what she wanted, now.

She dimly remembered that she hadn’t wanted this at all, just yesterday. In fact, if it had even been suggested, she would have recoiled in disgust. But he reckoned she was just protesting too much. And so he fixed that.

He fixed her real good. She knew he’d implanted these thoughts, these desires, in her mind. But she didn’t care. If anything, knowing what he’d done, and how easily he could do it again, to her, to anyone, made it even more arousing. Nothing could stop him, and that was so sexy.