“This is your Mistress.” I held up my phone for Catherine, displaying a picture of Mistress Rebecca. “You live to serve your mistress and obey her every command,” I said firmly.

I took her phone and put in Mistress’s number. “I’ve added her number to your phone. When you leave the office, you’ll call her and tell her that you’re her slave. Then you’ll wait for commands. Is that clear?” I said.

“Excellent. Well I believe that’s everything for today. Checkout is just around the corner. Let us know if you need anything else.”

Another slave for mistress. I breathed a sigh of relief. I had obeyed and enslaved another of my patients. Obeying gave me a moment of clarity when the drumbeat of Mistress’s orders was the quietest. A couple of months had passed since I started taking Hypnex and had become Mistress’s slave. I still hadn’t found a chance to try and go to the police. I could only talk about Hypnex as a sleeping pill so it made ratting her out challenging to say the least.

The new patient, Greg Simmons, was some sort of traveling performer. He had come in for allergies, but of course I’d do my best to prescribe him Hypnex and enslave him just like I’d done to Catherine. Must make new slaves for mistress. The familiar drumbeat of commands already started up in my head again. Making it hard to think. Must obey Mistress.

He smiled. He had a square jaw with a neatly trimmed beard. “Just some allergies. I just got into to town yesterday and I guess I’m not used to the pollen here. I can’t be sniffling for my show tonight,” he said in a calm baritone.

“I’m a stage hypnotist. I normally operate out of Vegas, so not as much pollen. But the show’s been doing pretty well there and my agent suggested I go on tour.”

“I sleep fine. I’m something of a master of relaxation.” He smiled like that was supposed to be a joke.

“Hypnex? That’s an unusual name. Did you make that up for me since I’m a hypnotist?” He asked chuckling.

He looked pensive. “It’s just that hypnosis doesn’t actually put you to sleep. It puts you into a deep trance where you’re open to suggestions. Does this put you to sleep or into a trance?"

He paused as if considering what I said. “Does it put you to sleep? Or put you to sleeeep?” He asked stretching out and emphasizing the word.

“So you’re in a deep trance right now?Deeply asleep.”

“Deeply asleeeep?” He stretched out the word asleep even more. Why did he keep saying that? It was getting stuck in my head. All I could think about was sleep.

“SLEEP!” He interrupted, pulling me forward.

Greg kept talking, guiding me down and relaxing me. It felt so nice to just listen to his voice. To follow and obey him.

I sluggishly raised my head. My eyes opened, but I didn’t see anything. I stared ahead. “Mistress uses Hypnex to make her victims open to suggestion. Then she commands us to obey only her and become her slaves,” I explained calmly. For some reason I could talk openly about Mistresses’s plans now. Greg’s command that I explain seemed as important as her commands that I keep her secrets.

I continued staring blankly ahead. “Very serious.”

“Obeying is like breathing. I need to obey.” I answered automatically. “But I don’t like what she makes me do. I don’t want to hurt my patients.”

Finally he spoke. “Alright. I guess I know what to do then. Sleep!”

Master told me to imagine a chalk board floating in front of me and I could see it. Then he told me to imagine all of Mistress’s commands written on the board and I could see them written in front of me as clearly as they were etched into my mind.

When I woke up I was straddling Master on the exam table. His body felt warm against mine. I blinked a few times as I realized what I was doing. “Master? How did I get in your lap? Wait did I call you Master?”

“Oh I see. Rebecca would use me for my body a lot. So I guess that’s what I expected. Wait Rebecca? I called her Rebecca!? You did it!” I threw my arms around him.

“Wait! You’re not going to try and make me hypnotize my patients are you!? I don’t care if you’re my Master. I don’t want to do that.” I said firmly.

“I don’t know. That’s what Rebecca wanted.”

I blushed. “Oh right. Do you want me to get up?”

“Then your wish is my command, Master.” I don’t know if I’d always been so submissive, or if it was a result of spending months as a brainwashed slave. But obeying him felt good, very good.

Knock Knock. The door opened. Dr Kumar. Is everything ok? You’ve been in here a long time. Oh my god.” Paige entered the room to find me straddling a patient. “Dr. Kumar! What are you doing?” She held a hand over her gasping mouth her clipboard clattered to the ground.

Master didn’t miss a beat. “It’s alright Paige. Just take deep, steady breaths and let yourself relax. Every breath relaxes you more. You’re very surprised. It’s important for you to calm down and relax. Just keep breathing and relaxing. Your eyes are getting heavier and heavier with every second.” He spoke calmly but firmly.

“You’re doing so well Paige. You’ve had such a long day. You feel so sleepy, incredibly heavy and sleepy, like it’s hard to even keep your eyes open.”

“That’s right. In fact you’re so sleepy Paige that you’ve been daydreaming, imagining things.”

“Yes that’s right. Everything you saw in here, you just imagined. You imagined it because you were day dreaming and fantasizing.”

“That’s right. What you’re seeing right now is just your fantasy. You know in reality Dr Kumar and I are sitting professionally across from each other.”

“Now you’re certain. you’re imagining everything you’re seeing right now because you’re tired and horny. You’re very embarrassed about what you thought you saw. You need to go to the bathroom and masturbate to clear your head.”

“Good girl. Now Paige. Wide awake.”

“You dog! That was devious. And here you act all innocent,” I gasped.

“No we certainly can’t have any trouble.” I kissed him, deeply, hungrily. The first kiss I chose for myself in a long time. It felt wonderful.

Then he cleared his throat. “We probably should figure out what to do about Rebecca.”

“I’m not sure that’s such a good idea. Think about it. We’ll sound crazy. And if they do take us seriously, we would be putting ourselves on the radar of a multi-billion dollar company with a lot to lose and no morals,” he cautioned.

Master smiled. “Don’t worry. I have something else in mind for her. But first I have an important question.”

He sniffled. “Can I get that allergy medication?”