I had you sign away your dick to me. Now I'm here to take possession of something much more valuable: your mind. Your brain, from stem to cortex, every last synapse, surrendered to my control.  It'll be easier than you think to hand that mind over to me. I have the contract right here. All you have to do is write the words I dictate, followed by a signature, and then a quick little email to me. Soon every last thought, feeling, memory, and desire will be mine to mold and shape as I please. Your brain, signed, sealed and delivered, is now putty in the palm of my hand. I know you're hesitating. You're fond of your brain, aren't you? Perhaps you don't realize that it'll be better this way, with your mind made mine, but you will soon. I'll break down your reserves. A hard cock makes for a malleable mind, and I will make your cock so very hard. You like it when I think for you, don't you? All you can do is nod. I will do all the thinking for you now, and you know it's better that way, don't you? I snap my fingers. You nod harder.  Good. I have you just where I want you now. Go on, sign and date the contract. Give me your mind.