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She blinks, "I was happy. Happy to be helping you, happy to stop Simpson, and happy to receive praise from you. Right now, I'm horrified but unable to control my body."

I cock an eyebrow at the little add on to that statement, "And then after I left and you forgot, when you pleasured yourself and thought of me, you actually felt the arousal I ordered you to feel as if it was your own?"

Ah, the terror and horror is now slowly dominating the condemnation and disgust as she realizes why I'm asking, how she's helping me figure out the minutiae of my powers, "Yes."

I grin widely, "That's so good to know. Don't worry Trish, I won't leave you alone with your terror and fear any longer. You're happy to be here with me. You're happy to do anything for me, and all that disgust and fear and hatred you've been feeling doesn't matter, all that matters is your happiness, my happiness and the delicious pleasure you felt while thinking of me last night. You've been very good, and I'm happy with you."

The change is once more drastic as the negative emotions melt off her face to be replaced by the positive ones I'm instilling and she nods with a wide smile, "You're right Kilgrave, thank you so much for helping me figure out what I'm feeling."

Raising an eyebrow, I can't deny I'm happy to have her thank me without me telling her to. As for the name though, that causes a grimace and a reprimand, "Kilgrave is dead and gone Trish. I'd prefer you call me Master when it's just us, and Kevin in public. Though my name may be changing soon, but we'll cross that hurdle when we get there."

I specifically don't make any orders there, wanting to get Trish used to making her own decisions, albeit influenced by the emotions she's only feeling for me. She doesn't disappoint of course, still smiling as she nods, "Yes Master."

I grin, "Good girl."

She blushes and bites her lower lip, before leaning forward in an effort to give me an unrestricted view down her shirt, "Master, I dreamt about you last night after pleasuring myself to the thought of you. At first I thought it a nightmare, the things you did to me and made me do… but now I know it was my subconscious trying to tell me something. Please Master, let me make you happy."

I stare at Trish for a long moment. This certainly is not the Trish Walker I'm familiar with, though I can see hints of the original Trish under the submissive I'm building, in the assertiveness with which she's currently offering herself to me. Still, I suppose this was my plan for her. The goal, to have her be this way with me, but normal with everyone else, seemed to be slowly coming into reach.

Suddenly, I stand up, smile still on my face, "Not yet darling. I appreciate your enthusiasm, but there's still so much for me to do today… and quite a bit for you to do as well."

She pouts but still gives me all her attention as I tell her what I want from her and of course she agrees to everything. Once done I smirk slightly, "Still, you probably have enough time to pleasure yourself here before you begin. It would make me very happy if you did so after I left."

Even as I headed for the door I could hear Trish getting comfortable behind me. With a smile on my face, I leave WNEX behind, confident that Trish will complete all of the tasks I've given her in a timely manner.