“Hannah?”
She turned around and smiled at me. A smile of triumph, of satisfaction. But neither of those belonged to her. They were all mine.
“So, you’ll reconsider your decision to move back to the States, yes?”
“Oh, yes, darling. It was a silly decision anyway. You’ve shown me what’s really important.” Hannah giggled, coquettishly.
All the while, the newly implanted thoughts bounced round Hannah’s increasingly empty head.
Nothing else mattered but sex. Acres and acres of sex. With him. She wanted it so much, so very much. It had consumed her almost entirely. Nothing else mattered, nothing else existed, but Master’s will in her head, driving her body, overriding her mind, her senses, her free will.
“Master is all”, Hannah purred, and she knew it was true.
“Why didn’t you brainwash me sooner, Master? It means the world to me…Now I’ll never leave you again…”
One from my archives.