"Mmf..." Dawn moaned as she pushed Theresa's head deeper into her neck. "That's right, plaything. Keep worshipping me. We've got a fun show tonight."
    It had been almost 3 months since Theresa was turned from the dominant, scary, rich bitch of a CEO into a loyal plaything as loving as a prized puppy. Dawn was an incredible hypnotist, so much so that she broke through Theresa's hard exterior and turned her into mush within less than an hour. Theresa's employees had their fun with her, too -- after all, Theresa had made their lives hell from the getgo. Now Theresa wasn't a CEO. Hell, she wasn't even involved in the business anymore. She was Dawn's assistant during her stage hypnosis sessions.
    All through the shifts, Dawn would take suggestions from the guests on what she could do to Theresa. The audience would make her do the most asinine, humiliating things known to humankind. The previous math genius had been turned into a brainless bimbo who couldn't put two and two together more times than she could count. She was made to act like a kitty, a puppy, a cow, and even a tiny mouse. She was used to having her words and personality stripped from her and turned into a completely new person.
    And those were just from the safe-for-public shows. In the adult shows, Theresa was bred, used as a fleshlight, worshipped any paying guest's body, and was only spared the most humiliating of fetishes. She was brainwashed and had most of her memory wiped. Her guests -- or rather, Dawn's guests -- would pay good money to do whatever they wanted to Theresa. She learned about kinks she wouldn't have ever guessed existed.
    It was awful. And somehow, Theresa loved every single second of it.
    Dawn eventually pulled Theresa's head away, and snapped her fingers. Within an instant, Theresa became a mindless slate, with no personality or smarts to save her. "Alright, let's get you dressed now," Dawn said, a little threateningly. "We've got a good audience tonight. And would you believe it? Some of them are your former business partners!"
    "That's great, Miss Dawn," Theresa replied in a monotone.
    "Of course it is. They paid great money to see you at my knees," Dawn smirked. "Let's go, my sweet assistant."