"Ah! Hello, Emily. I’ll be with you in just a minute. Please have a seat."
Emily looked at the chair in the middle of the room and nodded, walking over.
"Yes, Doctor. Thank you, Doctor." she said quietly.
He glanced up at her for a brief moment over his glasses.
"I see you’re not wearing any underwear. Excellent."
Emily felt her stomach churn.
"Yes, Doctor. I can’t stand the idea of wearing panties, especially ones with a crotch. It’s… Wrong. In fact, I threw them away after our last session."
"Yes, yes. I’m glad you feel that way. All if my girls feel like that. Right… Please sit back, relax, and remember the light in your mind."
"The… The light?"
"Yes, Emily. The light. It owns you. You belong to the light."
Emily’s head tilted back and her legs sprung wide open. She began to rub her cunt furiously as images and memories filled her mind. Doing anything the light told her, gratefully, happily.
"Oh, God! The light! Yes! It’s so beautiful! I belong to the light."
Her fingers glistened as her gushing hole reacted wonderfully to her conditioning and brisk attentions. The light was burning so very brightly in her mind now, and she was helpless to resist.
"And whoever controls the light, controls you. Isn’t that right, Emily?"
"Yes, Doctor! Fffff… You control the light. You control me! Please… Control me, Doctor!"
"Good girl. Now, let’s discuss your current employment… I think you’ll be much happier working for me, isn’t that right, Emily?"
"Yes… I need to leave my job… Work for you…"
"Yes, that’s right. It’s completely pre-bono, of course, so there’s no pay. But you could easily make up that shortfall by moving in with me."
"Move in… I want to live with you…"
"Of course you do! But it’s such a big house, and, naturally you’ll have to help with the upkeep. You know, cooking, cleaning… Sucking and fucking…"
"I… Sex? With you?"
"Remember, Emily… I control the light…"
"Mmmfffmm! Yes! The light! Yes, of course! I’ll do it!"
"What will you do, Emily? Let me hear you say it."
"I’ll cook for you. Clean… Take you in my mouth and… Wherever else you want to go… Please, Doctor! Let me live with you?"
"Since you put it so well, Emily, I’ll let you come and stay with me. And now that’s, settled, let’s move onto the matter of your sexuality…"
(Source: sissyemilystoner, via alexamindslave)