It’s Not Something You Take, It’s Given…

John had always been a strong-willed individual. He prided himself on his independence, his ability to stand firm against any challenge, and his unwavering belief in his own autonomy. But lately, he found himself at a crossroads, feeling a strange pull towards something he couldn’t quite understand. He had heard whispers about a place called the Asylum, a place where boundaries were pushed, and minds were molded. Curious yet cautious, John decided to find out more.

One evening, John found himself on the edge of a decision. His curiosity had led him to a dimly lit website, one filled with intriguing stories and promises of transformation. The tales spoke of men who had resisted, only to find a new kind of freedom in surrender. He clicked through the pages, each story more compelling than the last. They all spoke of one person — Dr. Kali DuBois — whose power and allure were undeniable.

He read about men like him who had resisted, fought against their desires, only to discover a deeper, more fulfilling path in submission. The stories mentioned how these men were conditioned, their minds and bodies trained to respond to Doc’s every command. John couldn’t help but feel a twinge of excitement mixed with trepidation. What if he was next? What if he, too, found something he never knew he was searching for?

As he read, John noticed the subtle suggestions woven into the stories. They spoke of a journey, an evolution that began with a single step. “When you decide to explore this path, you’ll understand true freedom,” one sentence read. Another story used a metaphor about a river that starts as a trickle but eventually becomes a powerful force, impossible to resist. “You might find yourself flowing with the current, unable to fight the pull,” it suggested.

Despite his resistance, John felt a seed being planted in his mind. He couldn’t stop thinking about the Asylum, about Doc. The more he tried to push the thoughts away, the stronger they became. It was as if his subconscious was working against him, drawing him closer to something inevitable.

Finally, John made the decision to visit the Asylum. He arrived, still harboring some resistance, but also a growing curiosity. The moment he stepped inside, he felt a shift. The environment was unlike anything he had ever experienced. It was both comforting and unsettling, a place where his deepest desires could be explored without judgment.

Dr. Kali DuBois greeted him with a knowing smile. “Welcome, John,” she said, her voice smooth and inviting. “I know why you’re here, even if you haven’t fully realized it yet. If you dare, come a little closer…”

John felt a shiver run down his spine. Her presence was commanding, her gaze penetrating. He tried to maintain his composure, but he could feel the walls of his resistance starting to crumble.

Over the next few days, John was introduced to the process of conditioning. Doc used a combination of indirect suggestions, planting seeds of submission in his mind, and creating open loops that kept him coming back for more. She told him stories of other men who had walked this path, men who had found true freedom in their surrender.

“Imagine what it would feel like to let go completely,” she would say, her voice wrapping around his thoughts like a gentle caress. “To trust and obey, knowing that you are exactly where you need to be.”

John found himself unable to resist her words. The more she spoke, the deeper he fell into her influence. She used embedded commands, telling him to “relax and submit,” weaving these suggestions into everyday conversations. She told stories of powerful transformations, always leaving them unfinished, creating a longing in John to see how they ended.

Slowly but surely, John felt himself changing. His resistance faded, replaced by a growing desire to please and obey. His mind and body began to respond to Doc’s commands almost instinctively. He found a strange sense of peace in his submission, a fulfillment he had never known before.

One evening, as John knelt before Doc, he realized that he had found his place. The journey had been unexpected, filled with twists and turns, but it had led him to a truth he couldn’t deny. He was hers, conditioned and trained, his mind and cock fully under her control. And in that moment, he understood what true freedom felt like.

“Welcome to your new life, John,” Doc whispered, her voice the final key that unlocked his total submission. “You are home.”