Brainwashing Video

Feeling love-starved? Craving sex like I do? You know I’m always here to lend a hand. Dive into a compelling love story unfolding between two patients at The Asylum, and discover what your Doc is witnessing firsthand.

Now, imagine yourself in a dimly lit room. The light is soft, casting gentle shadows around the space. You’re seated in a comfortable chair, and in front of you stands a person who means a lot to you, a good friend who always brings a sense of warmth and comfort.

They look at you with a gaze that feels both intense and soothing. You notice their eyes, their expression, as they lean closer, their presence enveloping you. They softly whisper, “Red, red, red.” The words seem to echo gently in your mind, pulling you deeper into a state of calm and focus.

You watch as they move, their movements fluid and deliberate. There is a sense of energy about them that is both captivating and mesmerizing. They reach into their bag and retrieve a knife, holding it up so the blade catches the light. Without breaking eye contact, they draw the blade gently across their arm, creating a deep crimson line.

As the blood begins to flow, you feel a mix of emotions — fascination, curiosity, and an undeniable sense of connection. Their gaze remains locked on you, drawing you into a deeper realm, a place where everything else fades away. You are drawn to the warmth and intensity of the moment.

Feel each drop of their blood as it falls onto your chest. The warmth spreads through you, sending shivers across your skin. The sensation is both thrilling and soothing, mingling with the rhythm of your own heartbeat. You feel a surge of energy, a deep, primal connection with the one before you.

As they lower themselves, their tongue flicks out to taste the mingling of blood and sweat. The sensation is electric, sending waves of pleasure through you. You feel every nerve ending come alive, reacting to the blend of warmth and metal. Your body responds instinctively, gripping them closer.

With a sense of shared intimacy, they guide your hand to the knife, encouraging you to mirror their action. As you draw the blade across your own arm, you experience a sharp, electric pain that mixes with pleasure.

The feeling is intense, a mix of pain and arousal that connects you further.

They lean in, tasting the tear from your eye and caressing your hair. Their touch is tender yet possessive. As they press their lips to your fresh wound, their tongue dances across the cut, savoring the taste. You watch, entranced, as they revel in the shared sensation.

Your bodies intertwine, covered in blood and sweat. They reach between their legs, their fingers slick with their own fluids, and bring them to your mouth. You eagerly taste their arousal, the blend of blood and desire creating an intoxicating mix.

As you share a frenzied kiss, the connection deepens. The kiss is raw and primal, a desperate exchange of sensations and emotions. Just as everything seems to reach a peak, they suddenly say, “REWIND.”

The word echoes, and you feel everything pulling back, reversing like a tape. The sensations, the pain, the pleasure — all retract, and you find yourself moving through past memories. Each encounter with them, each moment of intense connection, replays in your mind.

You recall seeing them at various times — on a crowded street, at a bar, and at other places — each time your desire and need for them growing stronger. Each encounter was marked by their words, “It’s always nice seeing you. You are a good friend,” a trigger that planted deeper feelings within you.

Back in the present, you remember the first true meeting. The way they appeared in a dark alley, their touch sending a jolt of desire through you.

Their presence has always been powerful, setting the stage for this moment.

As they lean over you again, their eyes lock onto yours. “You remember now, don’t you?” they whisper. You nod, feeling the weight of the connection and the inevitability of what comes next.

You are completely theirs, your mind and body attuned to their influence. As you grab them, pulling them closer, you repeat, “It’s always nice seeing you. You are a good friend.” The final act of surrender completes the circle, leaving you fully immersed in the moment.

When you’re ready, slowly begin to bring your awareness back to the present. Wiggle your fingers and toes, take a deep breath, and open your eyes. You feel refreshed, connected, and deeply relaxed.

Doc