Attire: Seductive/Enticing. Again, with the focus being tit worship, your outfit further feeds that focus. Again, as the clip progresses, your cleavage grows... now with a complete reveal of your breasts.
Attitude: Merciless/Openly manipulative. Now that my mind is yours, you begin to permanently implant your programming. I must be deeply programmed... excessive pushing must be used. There will be no resistance. There will be no escape

The session begins - I once again find myself sitting in front of you. The uncertainty of how I arrived here grows. Time and memory... it has all been distorted. It's as though my mind has been taken... and everything else will soon follow. "Hello. I am so pleased with your progress, but it's not enough." Your cleavage is undeniable... your control is irresistible. I feel as though I have lived this a thousand times, but my memories are hazy and my mind fails me.
Your breasts are all I can see. The image is b*rnt into my mind. No matter if my eyes are open or closed... your breasts are all there is. "Can you feel it? Mmm... yes, yes you can. Don't be afraid... this is what's best." I try to fight it. I try to create my own thoughts with my own mind, but it's inaccessible. "You've fought me so many times before. You know this time is different... you can feel it, can't you? Your breasts are too powerful... your words penetrate every corner of my withering mind. Your cleavage is like a bl*ck h*le... the gravitational pull it has on my mind is unstoppable. "Stop struggling... and just let it happen. Give me what's rightfully mine. Give it to me NOW!" Your cleavage bursts as my focus intensifies.
My mind... on the brink of nonexistence... is now almost c*mpletely, eternally yours. You sense it... you sense the delicious finality. "Mmm... yes... such a good, good boy. Accept your fate. Let me mind wash you. Let everything else go... and accept... enslavement." You aggressively reveal your mind shattering breasts. You smile as you watch me become permanently mindless. Nothing remains but an empty vessel.

"I own you. Everything you are... everything you were... everything you will be is now mine. Mmm... you are my sl*ve. Obedience, servitude, and worship will be your purpose."

The Second Session: No Escape Accept Enslavement