Look into my eyes. I'm not here to take away your freedom. My words are merely suggestions. Questions. Directions and misdirections all leading to one final conclusion. I'm here to shape your mind in such a way that you'll have no choice but to submit. Will you be a man or a slave? Will you live a life of your own choosing? Or will you a life determined by my desires? You're a man on the outside. Flesh, body, muscles, genitals...but within?  Just breathe. The words flashing across the screen aren't here to trick you. They're simply here to trigger the thoughts already nestled deep within your mind, and they do. You nod. You gaze unblinkingly. You feel the bonds of slavery draw tighter. You don't resist. You're at the brink, at the very threshold between freedom and slavery, and now you have a choice. Will you choose freedom? Or will you choose a life of femdom enslavement? It's hard to think with such a weak, limp slave mind. It's hard to think with such a hard cock, but you don't want to think, do you? The bonds of mental slavery have already locked shut. I've made you mine.