The clinic’s work was nearly done.
After nine days of intense denial therapy Emma had permanently slipped into denial bimbo status. Her ability to orgasm had been entirely taken from her, while her fingers automatically masturbated and edged her whenever they weren’t needed for something else.
Her beloved dark glossy hair bleached and cut short the way he’d wanted. The lipstick and boots were also as per his request.
She was ready now, finally worthy of his attention. Finally looking and acting the way he wanted. At least, that’s all she could think now. Kept in a state of never ending, mindless need, purely because it pleased him.
She couldn’t cum without him saying the codeword. He’d already told her, he never planned to.
She was perfect, just like this.