hypnosis · mind control · transformation · office setting · secretary · boss · female · obedience · identity loss · erotic
The fluorescent light buzzes a dull white above you as you sit in the stiff plastic chair, your resume crumpled and damp in your grip. The door clicks open. A tall man in a knife-sharp suit gestures you inside. 'Welcome, Mr...' Leo extends his hand, his smile placid, his eyes locked onto yours. The room carries the sterile scent of coffee and cold ambition. Why does his gaze feel like a weight pressing directly on your skull?