[Hypnotic Rhapsody - The Boss Edition] Author: DIO

Do you have someone you like?

Does the person you like not like you back?

Are you determined to become a devil for love?

If the answer to all three questions is yes, please step into this story, as it might offer
some insight.

Remember, this is just a fictional story, even if it could actually happen.

As soon as Wendy entered the hotel coffee shop, he saw his "girlfriend," Xie Sijia, already sitting at a small
table waiting for him. She was listlessly fiddling with the tablecloth with her slender fingers, lost in thought, completely oblivious to
her boyfriend's quiet arrival.

Wendy subconsciously stopped, gathering his thoughts, mentally reviewing the words he had been preparing for so long,
before finally entering the restaurant. As he walked past the tables, many women's eyes lit up, they sat up straight, and greeted him
with smiles, to which he politely nodded and smiled in return. He didn't recognize any of the women greeting him;
some he might have met briefly, but he had forgotten. Meeting so many beautiful women every day, how could he possibly remember
them ?

However, many women recognize him or want to get to know him, because our Mr. Wendy is the city's
most eligible bachelor! A women's magazine once held a
poll asking "Which man would you most like to knock over/be knocked over by?" and Wendy ranked third, only behind two well-known male celebrities.

There are reasons why Wendy is so admired by so many women. He has handsome features, is tall and dashing
, and his smile reveals a set of pearly white teeth, even possessing a touch of innocent boyishness that easily evokes
a maternal instinct in women. Although he is thirty-two, he maintains a perfect physique through regular exercise
. Once, at a fashion show held by one of his companies, the finale featured the boss himself wearing the latest casual wear
collection, an event that became a hot topic in social circles and attracted widespread coverage in newspapers and magazines. In terms of education and
knowledge, he holds a Master of Business Administration degree, speaks five languages, and is always impeccably polite. Most importantly,
he is extremely wealthy. As the sole legal heir to the Wen Group, he could
immediately .

With such favorable conditions, Wendy naturally enjoyed the attention of many beautiful women, and the self-proclaimed womanizer
accepted . Since graduating from high school, none of his "relationships" had ever lasted more than a month. He always
completed the four stages of dating in a whirlwind: pursuit, sex, passionate love, and then breakup. Countless
women had tried every method to keep him, only to end up heartbroken but with their wallets full.

So when he and Sisley had been together for nearly two months without breaking up, his friends were all
amazed , and some even started betting on when this playboy would find someone new.

The answer would be revealed tonight.

Wendy slowly walked to the table, and Sisley, as if waking from a dream, looked up. Seeing it was her beloved man, she
immediately gave him a genuinely sweet smile. Wendy looked down at her and returned her a flawless smile,
but inwardly he sighed: Good heavens! Why did I sleep with her in the first place? It's made things so complicated.

Twenty-five-year-old Xie Sijia was undeniably beautiful. Of course, any woman associated with Wendy could
n't be anything less than beautiful. Tall and slender, she possessed a strikingly attractive face—slender
, with a straight nose, gentle, maternal eyes, and long hair casually draped over her shoulders, giving her an elegant
air. Her clothing was simple and appropriate, just like her work ethic—calm and composed.

However, for Wendy, this was far from enough. While Xie Sijia's looks and figure were not bad,
she paled in comparison to his previous girlfriends. What embarrassed him most was that she was actually his most capable secretary.
In the two years since she joined the company, she had been exceptionally intelligent and competent, and her work performance had greatly satisfied him. For many years, he had adhered to
the principle of "not bringing personal matters into the workplace," and he never imagined that he would
break this rule for a woman who wasn't particularly outstanding, especially under such a strange circumstances.

The night "the incident" occurred, Wendy was working overtime at the company to finish a very important
project . Although he was the "crown prince," he was meticulous and hands-on in everything he did,
and under his leadership, the company's business was booming, even pleasing his father, who was known for his strictness.

After all the work was completed, Xie Sijia, who was also at the company, brought him a cup of fragrant
coffee as usual. Just as she handed him the cup, her slender hand brushed against her nose, revealing a faint

, almost imperceptible scent of perfume on her wrist. Her makeup and clothing were always simple, and even the perfume she used was remarkably
understated .

Yet, in the stillness of the night, this normally imperceptible scent was strangely alluring. The perfume, mingled
with the woman's natural fragrance, created a unique aroma that gently wafted into his nostrils, arousing an indescribable,
intense sexual urge. He felt a burning heat coursing through his body, an urge to immediately push the woman beside him down and release his burgeoning
desire.

In his eyes, she became incredibly sexy and alluring, her slender curves undulating slightly beneath her thin t-shirt. Her
figure wasn't exaggerated, nor even particularly curvaceous, but at this moment, it possessed a slender, almost bony beauty.
Today, was wearing a short skirt, revealing a pair of long, beautiful legs encased in black fishnet stockings.
The pale white peeking through the black made his breath quicken, leaving him breathless. When he met her gentle,
accepting gaze, he could no longer resist the surging desire, pulling her into his arms and deeply kissing her
delicate cherry lips.

She didn't resist, but simply let him do as he pleased. He skillfully unbuttoned her clothes, slipped inside, and
loosened her stiff bra, kneading her small, smooth, and soft
breasts . Her breasts weren't large, easily encircled in one hand, but her skin was exceptionally delicate and fine, almost translucent white; up close
, one could even see the tiny red veins showing through. When the man's large hand touched her jade-like
skin , the pores stood on end, forming many fine goosebumps, which felt wonderfully
pleasant against his palm.

She clearly lacked sexual experience; whenever Wendy's hand slid over each sensitive area of her body, she
would tense up, arching her back and stiffening, occasionally twisting away to deliberately avoid his caresses, yet also feigning resistance.
She trembled slightly, then let him continue his mischief. Her awkward reaction excited him even more, and he
caressed her with even more tenderness and caresses, using both hands and mouth to explore every sensitive spot, from her small nipples, her delicate breasts, her
slightly navel, her round and firm earlobes, to her hidden armpits. Under his skillful teasing, even the shy girl
was ignited with a burning desire. Her red lips parted slightly, as if about to let out a wanton moan, but her conservative
nature made her swallow the sound. She longed to indulge herself, yet subconsciously suppressed it.

Wendy felt the body in his hands begin to heat up, and the irresistible feminine fragrance continued to emanate with the rising passion,
enveloping him like a mist. A peculiar fragrance seeped into his body through every pore of her skin, creating a
surge of heat that coursed through him. Especially between her shallow cleavage, the fragrance mingled with a faint sweaty odor, forming a
unique aroma that drew him repeatedly to lower his head and gently touch
the area with his nose, inhaling every drop like he was consuming cocaine.

The fragrance elevated Wendy's senses to a new level; he began to feel that the
body beneath him was no longer an ordinary one, but the exquisitely beautiful physique he had always dreamed of. He could no longer bear the heat within him.
Without even fully removing her stockings and skirt suit, he thrust his hot, swollen, and rock-hard penis into her body
with unstoppable force , penetrating deep and completely filling her tight, dry vaginal opening.

"Ah!" The massive penis piercing her still-unlubricated private parts caused Xie Sijia a tearing
pain in her lower body, causing her to let out a soft cry.

"It hurts! Don't be so rough, be gentle... ah!" she cried out. Unfortunately, her cries
did not make him realize his roughness; instead, they further aroused the beast within him, causing him to thrust harder, faster
, and more violently into the woman beneath him, trying to penetrate her shallow depths.

It wasn't that he didn't want to be gentle, but her vagina was simply too shallow and narrow, giving him an unprecedented sense
of urgency . The sensitive tip of his penis, along with its delicate shaft, was surrounded by layers of warm, moist flesh, bringing
a pleasure far more intense than any previous time they had made love. He even had a strange thought: this little hole was
specially designed for him, which was why it was so perfect when they were in sync, making their lovemaking even more pleasurable.

Xie Sijia's reaction was also what drove him increasingly crazy. Despite the pain, she still insisted on keeping
her legs , and even forced herself to press her body closer to him, enduring the pain as she lowered her waist and squeezed her legs together, gently and subtly flattering him, so that
her beloved could fully enjoy and release himself. She furrowed her delicate brows, biting her teeth, enduring
one relentless thrust after another, occasionally letting out a low moan from her nose, a moan that was hard to tell whether it was pain or pleasure. Her pitiful
appearance gave him a pleasure bordering on sadomasochism.

His relentless thrusting continued, their genitals rubbing together relentlessly. Deep within her, as if surrendering, a tingling numbness
began rise. The numbness intensified, gradually overcoming the pain, replaced by a slight,
electric sensation, like ants biting. This "electricity" strengthened over time, making her small opening increasingly wet, lubricating
their genitals, allowing him to penetrate deeper with each thrust. As pleasure returned, her brows
slowly relaxed, her eyes gradually lost their luster, her red lips parted slightly, and finally, a low
moan of pleasure escaped from deep within her throat; her long, slender, white legs, still clad in stockings, wrapped around his waist, her hands gripping his neck
tightly, as if wanting to become one with him.

Feeling the fruits of his labor and his opponent getting into the swing of things, Wendy's satisfaction grew stronger, and his movements
became faster and more frequent. The pleasure emanating from his lower body accumulated, and he felt himself approaching his "critical point."
The very tip of his penis throbbed slightly, waves of tingling and numbness surged through his lower back, and the intense stimulation shot straight to the very core of his brain
. Then, his penis "opened its mouth" and gushed out a thick, white stream of semen.

"Ah!" This time, he couldn't help but cry out. Whether it was a hallucination or not, he felt that this
ejaculation lasted more than twice as long as before. The violent throbbing of his glans brought a body-shaking pleasure
that nearly made him faint.

He didn't know how long the orgasm lasted. When he regained consciousness, he realized he was still on
top of , seeing her gazing at him with the same tender affection as always,
a look that stirred even his philandering heart, a heart pounding even against his accustomed beauty.

Then, he saw a startling red stain on the white shirt spread on the floor!

"You're still a virgin?!" he exclaimed. He couldn't believe there were still twenty-five-year-old virgins in this world

!

She shook her head shyly, but didn't explain. She simply picked up the shirt that had witnessed their union and
placed it in front of her. He didn't know if she was covering her naked body or reminiscing about their intense intercourse. He
understood . It wasn't that she was still a virgin, but that his actions had been too rough,
causing a scratch on her delicate lower body, leaving a bloodstain.

"I'm sorry... I..." Wendy apologized guiltily. Although he was a womanizer, he wasn't lewd. He always
respected and cared for women, disliked any sadomasochistic practices, and had never hurt his partner. But just now, he had been
stimulated by something and become incredibly frantic. If he weren't sober now and in the company, he

would almost think he had accidentally taken some kind of drug!

"No, you don't need to apologize... as long as it's you, you don't need to..." she whispered. Her soft voice and
her head bowed low suggested her willingness; she seemed to be using body language to express
the intense emotions hidden deep within her heart.

How could he not know her love? Every day, whenever he met her gentle gaze,
he felt her affection for him. But he never paid attention, firstly because he disliked messing around in the office,
and secondly because he simply didn't find her attractive.

But tonight, she seemed particularly pitiful, particularly gentle. Every move she made, and the faint
fragrance emanating from her, stirred his sympathy, aroused his desire, and stirred a strange impulse within him.

His silence made her a little embarrassed, so she struggled to sit up, but perhaps accidentally touched
a sore spot in her lower body, her brow furrowed slightly, and she let out a soft moan. Her expressions and movements inexplicably aroused his desire.
The white dress covering her chest not only failed to conceal her body but also became semi-transparent under the light, making her body
appear and disappear , emphasizing the curves of her waist and legs, as well as the soft beauty of her upper body. In the dim light,
A pair of small, delicate breasts, like those of young eagles, were vaguely visible beneath her white dress, like the moon veiled by light clouds, exuding a captivating
mystery.

Wendy swallowed, surprised to find himself aroused again; his previously limp penis stood
erect , ready to spring. Xie Sijia glanced at his magnificent physique, her cheeks flushing instantly
. She turned her head away, unable to bear the sight, her body trembling slightly, whether from fear of his renewed arousal or a silent
invitation.

Driven by lust, he disregarded the fact that she had just endured excruciating pain in her lower body, pulling her into his arms again, his hands
becoming unruly once more. With a smile that was a mixture of shyness, fear, and happiness, she wrapped her arms around his neck,
her legs bent and straddling his waist, preparing for another storm.

"Ah!" The office transformed into a balcony, and they both let out a joyful cry...

The pleasurable scene of their lovemaking that night was still vivid in Wendy's mind to this day. After that night, he somewhat regretted
his impulsive affair with his secretary and wanted to dump her immediately, but he refrained from
doing so because of her competence. At the same time, he had to admit that making love with her was incredibly pleasurable,
an unexpected pleasure. Her technique wasn't great, even rather inexperienced, but she always tried her best
to meet all his needs, accepting his violence and indifference with a very maternal attitude,
tolerating all his intense actions. What he cherished most was her warm, tight vagina, which
perfectly enveloped his glans and shaft each time, its size as if tailor-made for him, giving him a sense of longing and intimacy, like
returning to his mother's womb.

What he enjoyed most was the unparalleled pleasure of ejaculating inside her; the ejaculation time seemed
infinitely prolonged, and the sensation grew stronger with each thrust, like a drug, taking him to a blissful,
ecstatic state, as if reaching the other side of paradise. So after each time they made love, he would be lost in a daze for several minutes,
completely lost and indulging in the fragrance emanating from her body, before waking
up . This feeling of pleasure alone made him increasingly entangled

, unable to extricate himself. It seemed that at this moment, just thinking about the moments they made love would involuntarily give him an erection.

For various reasons, he had been unwilling to initiate a breakup. He simply remained cold towards her, only using her body to release his needs when
necessary , but she silently accepted all of this.

Until last night, he met a hot, beautiful, and youthful new
model he decided to steel himself and get rid of this burden.

"See what you'd like to eat," Xie Sijia thoughtfully handed him the menu.

Her thoughtfulness made Wendy feel guilty. Afraid of softening his heart, he decided to act decisively. Putting down the menu, he
said solemnly, "Sydney, let's break up!"

Without giving her a chance to speak, he continued, "Our beginning was a mistake.
I hope you understand that a superior and subordinate shouldn't have feelings for each other. Besides, I'm not ready to
build a long-term relationship..."

He suddenly stopped because he noticed her unusual calm. She didn't
cling , nor did she throw a tantrum or resort to tears. She simply sat there quietly,
her eyes coldly fixed on him, indifferent and unfamiliar.

"Are you alright?" he asked tremulously, fearing she might do something rash. He didn't know why he was
so afraid; it wasn't the first time he'd broken up with someone, but he always found it difficult to say anything harsh in front of her.

"You want to break up with me? You'll regret it, you definitely will."
A .

Wendy felt a chill run down his spine, a fleeting, inexplicable tremor passing through him. He quickly cleared his throat, forcing himself
to calm down, before reciting his pre-rehearsed lines: "If possible, I'd certainly like
you to stay and continue helping out, but if you don't want to, I can transfer you to another department, or you can
leave the company as you wish." Based on his understanding of women, he was almost 100% certain she wouldn't stay.

Sure enough, Xie Sijia indicated she would resign voluntarily. Her compliant attitude overjoyed Wendy, but her next
words surprised him somewhat.

"I will definitely leave, but I'm afraid you'll regret it and beg me to come back," she said confidently.

He chuckled inwardly at her overconfidence. With money, why worry about finding talent? Of course, he dared not say it aloud,
fearing he might anger her and cause a scene.

Xie Sijia, with a meaningful smile, picked up her handbag and left without looking back. Wendy breathed a sigh of relief,
as if a heavy burden had been lifted, but his thoughts drifted to his upcoming date with the beautiful new model.

"I need to buy more condoms!" he thought, a lewd grin spreading across his face.

Two hours later, Wendy arrived at the model's home.

The model's name was no longer important; her age, profession, and even her appearance were irrelevant. What mattered was that she possessed
36E breasts that would make any man stop breathing and want to squeeze them. Even more unbelievable
was her tiny 23-inch waist; the stark contrast created a striking visual effect. The first time he
saw her at the disco, she was wearing a very low-cut, form-fitting red dress. The V-neck plunged all the way to her navel
, and under the tight tailoring, her two large, pink breasts, like watermelons, bounced wildly at the wide neckline
. Every breath, every movement seemed to threaten to cause them to spill out of her dress, making every
man want to act as her protector, ready to tuck the spilling beauty back under her skirt.

Of course, in the end, the best-looking Wendy won that role.

When the model opened her front door, her daring dress made his eyes blaze. Could it even be called a
dress ? Strictly speaking, it was just an apron worn for cooking, but
even that used far less fabric than any real apron—just a long piece of cloth with two long straps. How could that possibly cover her
excessively exaggerated body? A pair of firm breasts swayed gently within the wide dress, revealing that she was completely naked underneath
, without any additional clothing.

When she turned to lead him inside, it confirmed his suspicions. She turned slightly, and through
the gap in the backless dress, he could glimpse most of her full, snow-white breasts, even the tiny shadow of their tips flashing before his eyes in
a fleeting moment.

Words were superfluous; less than five minutes later, they were both sprawled on the extra-large round bed in the bedroom.
Wendy buried his head deep in the model's breasts, savoring the long-lost fullness, elasticity, and weight, along with the
rich , intoxicating fragrance. His hands were not idle, kneading the pair of jade-like orbs heavily,
the feeling of fullness making him exclaim from the bottom of his heart: "Only with such a size can one be called a woman!"

Under his hands, she moaned wantonly and unrestrainedly, and began to respond to his
admiration for her proud body with her actions. She first brought her head close to his ear, moaning softly, and then extended her sharp
tongue , gently circling it on his sensitive earlobe; while her hands caressed his broad chest, she skillfully
removed his clothes one by one.

Every movement, every moan, every sway of her body was so skillful and just right

, bringing the man to the most comfortable state. But somehow, Wendy began to find this technique too mechanical,
too artificial. He instead missed Xie Sijia's awkward shyness, and
the captivating image of her wincing and gritting her teeth during sex flashed before his eyes.

He growled, banishing all his wild thoughts, and forcefully pressed her down, forcing her to stop
all movement. He roughly tore open her only covering, her skirt, revealing her full and alluring body.

His frenzy did not frighten her; instead, she seemed infected by his passion, pressing herself even closer,
her movements more vigorous, and even reaching out impatiently to undo his trousers. This action disgusted him even more, but he
wisely remained silent, letting her take the initiative.

Finally, they were both naked, but in that moment of returning to their primal state, they both froze. In this
burning desire, unable to stop, Wendy's penis remained completely unresponsive! The manhood that should have been erect and aroused was
now drooping, lifeless.

Wendy was extremely embarrassed and bewildered by his "little brother's" lack of cooperation. He was clearly already burning
with desire and ready to go, but who would have thought he would encounter such an embarrassing situation of "everything is difficult at the beginning"? The model was stunned for a moment, then revealed
a half-smile. Before the man could get angry, she had already gently lifted her jade hand, supporting the limp penis,
lowered , and taken the glans into her cherry-like mouth, hoping to help him "raise his head and become a man" with her oral skills.

Her technique was truly superb. She blew, sucked, inhaled, breathed, and drilled, using her mouth and tongue; she used her ten fingers to pick,
rub, pinch, press, and flick, doing everything in a skillful and flexible way. It was an absolutely first-class enjoyment, and a man with slightly weak willpower
might even ejaculate prematurely. He was also aroused, and a tingling sensation shot from his lower body to the top of his head.
He couldn't wait to get his gun up and go. But the penis seemed to be deliberately defying her; no matter how hard she tried, it remained
limp and showed no sign of arousing.

Unable to stimulate it with her mouth, she immediately changed tactics, withdrawing the shaft from her mouth and instead using her voluptuous and alluring lower body
to slowly but powerfully rub that area that should have been extremely sensitive. Thick pubic hair, like a gentle scrubber,
swept back and forth across the dormant "snake body," the delicate pink slit of flesh, half-open and half-closed, seemingly there and then not,
swirling and swaying lightly around the head of the snake; with the intense movements of her lower body, her large, voluptuous breasts also
swayed , forming a giant wave of breasts before Wendy, a perfect combination of sight and touch. Even if
Liu Xiahui were reborn, he would surely raise his gun in respect, and firing a salute wouldn't be excessive. But Wendy's penis was truly
temperamental; if it wouldn't get erect, it simply wouldn't.

At this point, even the model herself was aroused by the constant physical contact, and
traces of lust began to seep from her vulva. She steeled herself and decided to use her ultimate technique, slowly moving
her body, gradually lowering herself into a half-squat, letting the soft shaft gently glide over her lower abdomen, navel, collarbone…

and then stop near the base of her breasts. She took a deep breath, cupped her hands under her breasts, and
squeezed inwards forcefully, creating a deep, unfathomable cleavage that seemed to suck the man's soul away,
tightly gripping the limp flesh. Then, using her extraordinary waist strength, she rocked and rubbed it up and down.

It was breast sex! Countless men had seen and fantasized about breast sex in AVs! Wendy was
one of ; he had never tried this in reality, but now he finally had the chance to realize it!

"Ah!" The psychological satisfaction combined with the physical pleasure made him groan irresistibly.

Unlike the pleasure of actual intercourse, breast play gave him a unique and wonderful sensation. Although it lacked the warmth and tightness of normal
intercourse , breasts were much thicker and softer than a vagina, especially the excessively full
breasts before him. Under her hands, they were constantly deformed, using different parts to stimulate the most sensitive
spots. She would also occasionally use one hand to assist, touching and teasing the
rosy . Sometimes she would bend down and sweep her pair of round, jade-like breasts over his body, from
the very tip of his penis all the way up to his eyes, then back down to the base of his penis, and then squeeze them together again.

This skillful teasing satisfied his visual, tactile, and male adoration for large breasts at the same time. Wendy
felt as if his soul had floated out of his body. He lost control of his limbs, his body went limp, and he could only let her hands and breasts
caress him at will. Every few seconds, he could not resist the excessive stimulation, his whole body trembled, and he felt as if he was about to ejaculate.

Unfortunately, no matter how aroused he became, his penis remained limp, refusing to work in
a powerless posture. Finally, he too had no choice but to give up, sprawling on the bed,
panting heavily from exhaustion.

He reluctantly opened his eyes, gazing at the beauty before him, seeing her exquisite curves and the
allure , and suddenly felt like crying.

For the next month, Wendy tried everything: sleeping with different women; seeing every doctor imaginable, including

psychologists and traditional Chinese medicine practitioners; taking countless medications, both well-known and unknown; seeking out the most famous qigong masters and

massage therapists… In short, he tried everything he could think of, but he just couldn't get an erection. No matter
how excited he was, how much he needed women, or how many beautiful women were in front of him, he couldn't regain his virility.

He was in agony; he was willing to spend half his fortune to regain his erection, but all his efforts were
in vain.

Until this day…

Wendy sat in his office, his face ashen, doing nothing but staring blankly at the gray
sky outside the window. His mood was as gloomy and lifeless as the color of the sky.

A light knock on the door slightly roused him from his slump. He looked up and saw a
familiar face—it was Xie Sijia.

"I went back to the company to retrieve the remaining items and to get my salary from the accounting department. I knew you were in the office, so
I came to say hello!" Xie Sijia said with a charming smile, as if they had never dated or broken up,
politely loudly extending her greeting.

He didn't reply, just waved his hand listlessly, signaling her to close the door and leave. Seeing his dejected
look, a meaningful smile appeared on her face, and she turned and left with ease.

Just before she closed the door, a very familiar fragrance suddenly filled his nose—her perfume
. No! To be precise, it was a unique scent created by the mixture of her perfume and her natural body odor. He was
very because after making love, he loved to lie beside her, inhaling this intoxicating aroma as he slowly
drifted off to sleep. If there was anything he couldn't bear to part with about her, it was this scent. Sometimes,
in the dead , he would reminisce about the feeling of falling asleep to its fragrance.

The peculiar aroma inexplicably stirred his memories and the desire that had been lurking within him for nearly a month. The fragrance
rose from his nose to his brow, swept across his head, and surged deep into his body, transforming into a surge of heat that rushed from his dantian to his heart,
spreading down his waist, and then surging to his long-dormant root. He felt his body filled with a wondrous energy, and then… his penis became

hard and erect.

"I've got it! Ha! I can do it again!" He jumped up wildly, shouting and laughing.

But this pleasure lasted only a very short time, because less than thirty seconds later, his lower body
returned to calm.

He stormed out of the office, yelling at the new secretary, "Where's Xie Sijia? Is she gone?"

The secretary was startled by his outburst, stunned for a moment before stammering, "She...she just left in
the elevator ."

He rushed to the company's lobby, only to find her nowhere to be found. He took out his phone and
tried to call her, but the call wouldn't go through.

For the rest of the afternoon, Wendy locked himself in his office, endlessly smelling the various perfumes he'd bought from department
stores , hoping to find the feeling Xie Sijia evoked. But it was no use; no matter how
similar the scents, they didn't elicit the slightest reaction.

"Bang!" He slammed all the perfume bottles to the floor, making a loud noise, to vent his frustration
and anguish .

"I must, I absolutely must find a way to get an erection!" he vowed. Even at any cost, he
would become a man again.

That evening, Xie Sijia returned home with light steps. She took out her keys, ready to open the door,
when suddenly a strong arm reached out from behind and grabbed her. Startled, she dropped her keys with
a crisp "clang. "

A handsome but haggard face emerged from the darkness—it was Wendy.

"You scared me," she said, letting out a sigh of relief, her hand pressed to her chest, still shaken.

"I'm sorry!" Wendy apologized very politely and sincerely.

"What are you doing here so late?"

"I...I...I came to beg you to be with me again..." he said awkwardly,
his usual eloquence completely gone.

"Mr. Wendy, I can't agree to that!" she said firmly, her face hardening.

"Sydney, please don't do this! Please, come back to me, okay?" he pleaded, his face contorted.

"No! From the moment you said goodbye, our relationship was over. Please don't
bother me again." She turned her head away, tears welling in her eyes.

"Don't say that. Yes, it's my fault, it's all wrong! But since you left, I've realized I
can't without you. I think about you every day, hoping you'll come back! Look, I miss you so much I can't eat or sleep,
I can't work. Please, forgive me just this once, just for the sake of our past love..."

She abruptly cut him off: "How dare you mention our relationship? I admit, I
loved , and I still love you very much now, but because I love you, I also hate you the most.

I've liked you for two years, but you've never cared. Finally, I can be with you, but you've
never liked me, you've only ever treated me as..." A bed doll, a tool for sexual gratification. You think I don't know?
I understood from the way you looked at me, but I've been patiently waiting, hoping that one day you would accept my
love. But in the end, all I got was a heartless breakup. You were the one who initiated the breakup! She lost control,
tears down her face, heartbroken.

He panicked and knelt on the ground, grabbing her legs and pleading, "Please, don't leave
me...please...it's my fault, I deserve to die. If you're willing to come back to me, I'll agree to anything."

She stopped crying, wiped her eyes, her expression regaining its usual coolness, but still choked with sobs as she said,
"You really agree to anything?"

He sensed a glimmer of hope and was overjoyed, nodding quickly, "Really! I'll agree to anything you say,
anything at all!"

She hesitated for a moment, unable to bear seeing him kneeling pitifully on the ground. She had been with him for two years and
had never seen him so humble. She had initially intended to teach him a lesson, but her heart softened
. She bent down to help him up, sighing, "What's so interesting about a grown man kneeling on the ground? Let's go inside and talk
!"

He was overjoyed, knowing he had a chance. A woman's willingness to talk meant there was still a chance, especially since
they were alone together in a room… He felt a surge of heat rising in his lower abdomen, and he began to feel excited.

She picked up the key and opened the door. The door opened, releasing a fragrant breeze that wafted towards them—her
usual perfume. The scent first touched her, then carried her natural fragrance, directly into his
nose as he stood behind her. The aroma traveled through his olfactory nerves to his cerebral cortex, igniting his most primal, animalistic desires,
more effective than any Viagra or aphrodisiac. Desire transformed into a heat current, surging through every cell of his body, then
converging at a certain point in his lower body. He felt excited and hot; his long-dormant penis could finally stand erect.

Finally, he could be a real man again! He cheered from the bottom of his heart.

Upon entering the room, the fragrance was even stronger, as if the omnipresent scent completely enveloped them. It seemed she was not…
He loved this scent, so he sprayed it throughout the entire room. The fragrance permeated every part of his body
, invigorating him more and more!

Under the influence of the fragrance, the ordinary Xie Sijia instantly transformed into a sexy beauty. Her slender
waist , accentuated by her straight back, revealed a hidden, strong personality that he usually ignored. He felt an urge
to embrace her, to wantonly violate those small mounds of flesh, to shatter her pride, and to conquer this woman who had forced him to kneel in
humiliation . Lost

in his fantasies, Xie Sijia bent down to take off her shoes, revealing a section of her delicate, jade-like nape. From Wendy
's perspective, he could glimpse part of her snow-white back and a hint of her bright blue bra strap.
The contrasting yet complementary colors of blue and white created a powerful visual impact, causing him to recklessly
embrace the beauty before him from behind with his strong, powerful arms.

"Please don't, okay?" She felt the man's heat, the hardness emanating from his hips and thighs,
clearly conveying his desire. But she didn't struggle, only gently refusing.

"I miss you so much." He inhaled the alluring scent of her body near her ear, the excitement of regaining his sexual ability and the pent-up
desire exploding together, like an arrow on a bowstring, ready to be released. He felt that if he didn't release his desire
one more time, his whole body would explode, especially his hardest, swollen lower body, which would shatter into pieces.

"At least close the door for me." She shook her head helplessly.

He didn't let go, kicking the door shut with his back foot, then forcefully turned her body
to face him, greedily gazing at her beautiful face. She couldn't bear his mouth and nose touching her face, and his
arms tightening around her, her face turning red, her breathing rapid and disordered.

Attracted by her demeanor, he lowered his head, quickly finding her lips and sucking forcefully, his nimble tongue

darting about, trying to pry open the gates tightly shut by her front teeth. At the same time, he loosened his grip, lightly lifting her bony
shoulders a few times, eager to remove her outer garment.

"No!" For the first time in her life, she struggled, trying to escape the man's rude, forceful kiss. Her slender hands pressed against
his strong palms, preventing him from going any further. What truly stopped him was her resolute, slightly angry
gaze . Upon meeting those eyes, he involuntarily released his grip, regretting his haste.

"I said no," she coldly reiterated.

He was only momentarily intimidated by her resolute expression, but with her so close, her voice sweet and fragrant, his
reason instantly crumbled, overwhelmed by waves of desire. The fire of lust trapped within him surged ever higher, threatening to burst
forth. He couldn't hold back any longer; his lower body was painfully hard, and he just wanted to find a woman to release his pent-up desire immediately.

"I promise you, I'll agree to anything, just do it with me again," he said, lowering his head again and gently nibbling
at her earlobe.

She slightly twisted her body to avoid the tingling sensation from her ear, but forgot that her movements
were actually rubbing against his genitals, and the intimate feeling of their waists and legs lightly touching excited him even more.

He disregarded everything, pulling down his pants to force himself on her, but then he heard a sentence that almost extinguished his desire.

"Unless... you agree to marry me," she said softly.

He was startled. He could agree to most of her demands, including money and the status of his official girlfriend,
as long as she could restore his virility, but marriage was far beyond his desire.

"Marry her?" he thought, finding it hard to imagine. But his erection reminded him of
how strong his need was.

"These... we can talk about them later!" he tried to stall. But her eyes clearly showed her
determination .

He couldn't hold back any longer; his lower body was throbbing as if it were about to burst! He, who had never used force against a woman before, no longer cared about
any gentlemanly manners. Ignoring her resistance, he forcefully picked her up and strode towards the bedroom. At this moment, his mind was filled
only with lust and sexual needs, and no one could stop him.

"What are you doing? Rape! Indecent assault!" She struggled desperately, her two small fists raining down
on his broad chest. Seeing that he didn't react, she began to scratch wildly. He tried to change the way he held her, pulling her in front of him
to stop her from scratching. In the midst of their frantic struggle, she suddenly went berserk and scratched, her sharp nails
leaving a long, gruesome bloody gash between his eye and cheek.

Bright red blood gushed out, staining her hands and even a little of their clothes. She
was terrified . The sight of the glaring red only fueled his excitement. He steeled himself, forcefully throwing her onto the bed. Taking advantage of her
momentary daze, he violently ripped off her long skirt, revealing panties the same color as her bra and a pair of long, white
legs.

At this moment, she stopped struggling, her face expressionless as she coldly stared at him as he unzipped his pants.
Without a trace of emotion, she said, "You'll pay the price. I'm telling you, you'll definitely pay
for !"

He didn't care anymore. Even if she accused him of rape later, he was determined to go through with it.

He removed their lower garments and, without any foreplay, thrust his erection into that small,
precious place .

The sensitive inner walls of her vagina contracted and folded as the hard object penetrated, forming layers of grooves that
instantly enveloped his penis, bringing a tighter, narrower, drier, and shallower
sensation . The long-lost warmth and urgency were so intense that he was almost driven mad, wanting to channel all this
pleasure into his thrusts. However, Xie Sijia's expression forced him to suppress his impulse. She
was a far cry from her usual docile self; her expression was agitated, her eyes fixed on the man before her, a man she both loved and hated,
her face a mixture of resentment, helplessness, and pity.

He was afraid, but it was too late; he couldn't stop himself. After years together, he knew Xie Sijia's
personality was gentle on the outside but strong on the inside. When she loved, she was reckless, but when she hated someone, she
was equally intense. Forcing her would be the worst possible approach. But since it had already happened, there was no going back. He could only try to salvage the situation, hoping to use the skills honed over
years to completely conquer her in bed and rekindle their passion.

He took a deep breath and slowly thrust his hips, pumping into her clitoris again and again. His every
movement was slow, gentle, and meticulous, and he would frequently change the angle, afraid of hurting her with too much force. If he
noticed any signs of discomfort in her, he would immediately slow down until her brow relaxed.

His deliberate gentleness pleased her greatly, and the resentment in her heart slowly lessened with physical contact.
However, she maintained her cold demeanor, forcing herself not to cooperate with his movements, not even
reacting , solely to express her dissatisfaction with his "forceful" actions. Gradually, she began to find it unbearable, because
although his thrusting was slow, each stroke directly struck the most tender and sensitive spot deep within her vagina, bringing
waves of pleasure. The pleasure, initially mild like ant bites, accumulated and caused a tremendous
impact on her body and mind. She wanted to move her body to alleviate the feeling; she wanted to shout out loud to
release bend her legs to strengthen her body's resistance. But she couldn't do this, lest she reveal
the truth that her body had begun to arouse.

Although she tried her best to suppress and conceal it, how could Wendy, who was one with her, not know? Seeing the blush
creep up , her fingers gripping the sheets tightly, her toes curling unnaturally, and feeling the wetness from his penis,
he knew she was aroused. He didn't say anything, only gave a knowing smile, while his thrusts
quickened.

The increased thrusting made the pleasure more frequent, more unbearable, and harder to conceal. She could no longer
pretend; she had to clutch a small clump of the sheets in her palms and bite her lower lip to barely suppress a
moan . But unconsciously, she began to twist her hips in response, bending her legs and pulling them inward
to allow her vagina to experience even more intense pleasure.

He knew he was very close to success; one more step and he would subdue her. While she focused
entirely on resisting the increasing pleasure, he quietly moved his large hands between her hips,
lifted her lower body with a sudden force, and simultaneously thrust his own hips forcefully into the
deepest part .

"Bang!" Xie Sijia felt a loud sound inside her, like a train colliding, but
instead of light and heat, it was a "pleasure bomb." The collision caused an explosion of flesh and nerves,
triggering a monstrous wave of orgasm that instantly overwhelmed her. No longer able to maintain her composure, she finally cried out in
ecstatic moans. Her body and mind weakened from the impact, unable to resist the relentless
surge of limpness.

Wendy, seizing the opportunity, abandoned his previous gentle and slow approach,
thrusting . He wasn't using much force, but because Xie Sijia was so shallow, even a slight movement was enough to penetrate to the very bottom,
sending waves of pleasure, but also bringing a slight, sharp pain. However, the pain and pleasure mingled, creating a
complex sensation of soreness, weakness, numbness, and tingling, as if all her nerves were activated by the friction of her genitals.
Even the usually gentle and conservative woman was plunged into the abyss of sexual pleasure, constantly emitting
moans .

This was a scene of eroticism and madness: a delicate, snow-white female body
swayed ; a pair of tender, jade-like breasts trembled violently from the woman's movements;
two white jade mounds below her waist were tightly gripped by a pair of large hands, the fingers digging deep into the rosy white
jade, leaving red marks. Above this bright, slender female body was a
dark, strong man, gritting his teeth and thrusting forward continuously. In the intervals between thrusts, glimpses of clear fluid could be seen on his penis,
exuding an air of debauchery.

The long-awaited climax finally arrived. Xie Sijia's vaginal walls tightened rapidly,
like , squeezing out every last drop of essence from the penis. Warm, lukewarm semen shot out, accurately
hitting the deepest part of her jade cave, which was at its most sensitive state due to the climax, bringing a much weaker, but uniquely nuanced, vibrational
sensation . Hidden within the climax was a more intimate, more profound touch, forming ripples that
surged through her body and soul.

Wendy's sensations were even more intense. The life essence accumulated over a whole month erupted passionately in an instant;
the feeling of physical and mental bliss was indescribable. The satisfaction of regaining her virility, the heroic feeling of conquering a woman,
filled every cell of her body. The process of the penis transforming from hardened steel to supple
softness , the soreness and weakness in her lower back after ejaculation—all were so clearly and distinctly woven into her mind
, endlessly replaying, prolonging the pleasure almost indefinitely.

Exhausted, he could only lie sprawled on the woman's body, panting heavily. His
nose rested on the base of her left breast; the alluring scent of her breast, mingled with lingering perfume and sweat,
drifted into his nostrils like wisps of smoke. This time, however, it no longer aroused any desire, but instead, like a soothing incense, gradually led him into a dreamlike
state.

He struggled, trying to stay awake, when a pair of soft, boneless hands skillfully
massaged his head, from the top of his neck down to the sides, the back of his head, and back to his shoulders. The practiced
technique, combined with just the right amount of pressure and placement, made him almost groan with pleasure. Her slender fingers finally
rested on the sides where the back of his head and neck connected, applying repeated pressure. He didn't know what strange acupoints she was pressing, but
each touch seemed to strike the most vulnerable spot in his brain, gradually dispelling his remaining reason and spirit.

So comfortable, so incredibly comfortable. Soon, his mind drifted away, sinking into a void. What
reawakened his senses was a soft, melodious voice.

"Relax, relax... don't think about anything, completely relax..." The voice was gentle, beautiful, and kind,
yet possessed an irresistible charm.

"It's so comfortable, every massage will make you feel so good, so good that you don't want
to think about , just relax... relax..." The voice kept repeating the words "comfortable" and "relaxed," and he couldn't muster the slightest
thought of refusing, letting the voice directly penetrate his eardrums into his brain, issuing instructions.

"Feel every movement of my thumb, and then follow. Press down and you inhale, relax and you exhale.

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale... inhale... exhale..." His voice and finger movements slowed down,
and his breathing became finer and longer.

"With each breath you take, you'll smell the fragrance emanating from my body, your favorite scent. With each
inhale, your body and mind will relax a little, and you'll feel a little lighter. Come on, keep inhaling... exhaling

..." Yes, he loved this scent, loved it so much, loved it so much that he wanted to be
forever immersed in this sea of fragrance, to live and die alongside the owner of the fragrance.

"I'm so tired after making love to you. You need to get a good night's sleep, a good night's sleep. Let go of
all your consciousness, get a good night's sleep...

You are already very relaxed, completely relaxed and peaceful. From now on, you can only hear my
voice and feel the movements of my hands. Everything else is no longer important to you, only my voice
matters."

He was half-asleep, limp on the bed, unable to respond.

"Do you remember? Do you remember how I used to massage you like this often? You always
enjoyed it when I massaged you."

He remembered that whenever he was drowsy from work, Xie Sijia would massage his head and neck, which would often
invigorate him. After they made love, he would always fall asleep peacefully under her gentle massage. She
was such a good girl, and he decided that he must treat her well from now on.

"Do you remember what you promised me? I want you to answer me properly, to tell me
everything . Tell me, tell me..."

He remembered that he had indeed promised her many things. He answered mechanically but skillfully: "
As soon as I smell the perfume on Sylvia, I become aroused and can't control myself; I have

to make love to Sylvia.

Making love to Sylvia is the most comfortable and pleasurable thing in the world. My penis is designed for Sylvia's vagina
; only her vagina can bring me to the highest orgasm.

After making love to Sylvia, smelling her scent makes me very relaxed, completely relaxed. In addition,
when Sylvia massages my head, I also feel incredibly relaxed, very relaxed..."

"Anything else? When I say 'you'll regret it,' how will you react?" Sylvia asked
with a smile.

"I'll never be able to get an erection again. Ever since I heard Sylvia say that, I've been unable to
have sex until I smell Sylvia's perfume again. Because having sex with other women can't compare to Sylvia,
so there's no need to have sex with other women at all."

"That's right, you remember so clearly, you're such a good boy." She patted his head lightly in appreciation.

He responded with a satisfied smile, like a child's, that most evoked maternal instincts in women.

"Tell me, who do you enjoy having sex with the most?" The gentle, irresistible voice continued.

"Sylvia."

"Is having sex your favorite thing in life?"

"Yes, having sex is the most important thing to me, more important than anything else."

"So the person who makes you happiest during sex is the most important person to you?"

"Yes."

"Is Sylvia the person who makes you happiest during sex?"

"Yes, very happy, really happy." He said sincerely.

"So, Scarlett is the most important person to you?"

"Scarlett is the most important person to me." He repeated slowly, each word carefully.

"You can't make love without her."

"I can't make love without Scarlett."

"Life without love is awful."

"That's terrible." He frowned, like a child who had lost a beloved toy.

"Do you want to live a life without love again?"

"No, absolutely not."

"To make love, you must stay with Scarlett."

"I will stay with her." He repeated the instructions he had to follow slowly but firmly, as if they
were his own will.

"You will never leave her."

"I will never leave Scarlett."

"You must treat Scarlett well, love her well, listen to her, because she is the most important person to you."
Every word she spoke was an absolute command.

"I will treat Sylvia well, love her, listen to her, because she is the most important person to me."

"You will despise all women other than Sylvia, because you can never have sex with them."

He could

only obey now, utterly obey, because disobedience would mean Sylvia leaving him.

Sylvia smiled happily. She had waited so long, done so much work, all for this
moment. She kissed Wendy deeply on the face and continued, "Wendy, you did very well, very well,
I'm so happy. You can really sleep now, a deep, deep sleep. You won't wake up without my call and permission
. When you do wake up, you will feel incredibly satisfied, forever remembering my instructions and keeping your
promises to me."

"Yes."

"Good, sleep now!"

He drifted into the deepest sleep, like a baby entering a dream.

She tenderly tucked her lover in, arranged the pillows, and helped him fall asleep in the most comfortable position.

Then, she took a shower, donned a long robe to cover her still slightly aching body after their lovemaking, and,
fighting off sleepiness and fatigue, turned on her computer at her work desk.

She had something very important to accomplish.

She logged onto the internet and opened her instant messaging software. She was overjoyed because the person she was supposed to meet was still online.

"Success! He really came back to me." She sent a success
message to her online friend named "Dio. "

"Congratulations, Aiwen," Dio replied; Aiwen was her online name.

"I have to thank you for everything," she said sincerely, wishing her gratitude could
be conveyed to her "benefactor" through the keyboard and screen.

"No need to thank me. I just taught you some simple hypnosis techniques. In the end, you still have to rely on your own efforts,"
Dio replied without taking credit.

It all started more than half a year ago. At that time, Xie Sijia was heartbroken because she had a crush on Wendi but could
n't win his affections. In a state of self-destructive despair, she wandered aimlessly through online forums and dating sites, meeting male netizens.

Among the many eager and sometimes toxic online friends, she had the most enjoyable conversations with a man named "dio."
This wasn't just because he never went to great lengths to arrange a meeting like the others; more importantly, he possessed
a unique charm, able to entice people to reveal their innermost thoughts and feelings through his words.

In the short time they'd known each other, Xie Sijia and Dio had unknowingly come to regard each other as confidants.
During a casual conversation, Dio wrote, "The internet is so convenient these days. I can find any information I need, even step-by-step instructions on how to
build a nuclear bomb."

His words evoked a sigh from Xie Sijia: "If only there were websites that taught people how to make others fall in love with
them . Sigh!"

"It seems you have romantic troubles."

For some reason, she suddenly impulsively poured out her love for her boss, Wendy, to this complete
stranger online. The release of feelings she'd never shared with anyone made her feel much better.

But Dio's reply stunned her.

"It's too simple. I have a way to make him never leave you again."

"What? Are you kidding me?" She couldn't believe such an absurd statement.

"Just follow my instructions." He seemed very confident, and soon after, he sent
a text message.

When she saw his so-called "instructions," she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"You...you're just...reckless. You're a devil for coming up with this..." she accused the
person who devised such a ridiculous plan.

"Don't you believe me? Or are you too scared?" Even in his words, she could see a hint of contempt.

"This plan is simply impossible." She felt fooled and wanted to shut down the computer.

"Don't you love him? You'd do anything to get him? Do as I say, even if you fail, you
'll have absolutely nothing to lose, but if you don't do it, you'll never have a chance to become his woman."

Dio's words lingered in her mind like the devil's whisper. She reviewed the plan on the screen
one more time; it was indeed very meticulous. Even if it failed, Wendy wouldn't know, but what if it succeeded? If it
succeeded ...

she decided to try it, just the first step, it shouldn't hurt, right? Probably...

so she followed Dio's instructions, made preparations, and waited for the right opportunity.

After a full month of preparation, the opportunity that Xie Sijia had been waiting for finally arrived. It was another
evening of overtime, and only she and Wendy remained in the office. When he was exhausted from working, she, as usual, thoughtfully
brought him a cup of fragrant coffee.

"Thank you, Sisley," Wendy stretched and took a sip. He put down his
work, turned to face the floor-to-ceiling windows, and gazed at the beautiful seaside night view. This was their little
agreement : whenever he worked so hard he forgot to rest, she would bring him coffee at the appropriate time, allowing him to take a short
break to avoid becoming too tired.

She returned to her seat, checked her watch, and waited for the medication to take effect. She added
a small amount . To determine the effect and timing, she had tested it at home multiple times, finding
a dosage that would induce drowsiness without immediately inducing sleep.

Four minutes later, it was time. She pretended to take the cup and saucer back, knocked on the door again, and entered. Sure enough, she saw him
dozing off in front of the computer. When he saw her come in, he gave an awkward smile and then yawned widely.

"Are you tired?" she asked with a smile. The smile was forced; although everything was going according to plan,
the smoothness of things made her heart race, afraid that something might go wrong and dash her hopes.

"I guess I've really been working too long tonight," he replied with a smile, gently rubbing his temples to try and wake
himself up.

She seized the opportunity and said, "How about I give you a massage? I studied acupressure for a few months, and my technique is pretty good
!"

"Really? Are you sure you can do it?" he teased, seemingly not very confident in her.

She shrugged playfully, a rare occurrence for her, and laughed, "Why don't you try and see?"

"Just don't hurt me." Amid Wendy's laughter, Xie Sijia walked briskly behind him, extending her slightly
trembling hand and gently pressing it on his scalp. Her pressure was deep and rhythmic, her ten fingers
moving , massaging the various acupoints on his head.

"It really does look quite professional," he exclaimed, then, under the influence of the drug, slowly closed his eyes,
enjoying her gentle care.

She massaged him attentively, her hands moving from the back of his head to his shoulders, deliberately exclaiming, "Oh! Wensheng, your shoulder
muscles are so stiff! You must be very tired. Come on! Relax a little."

Wendy was amused by her deliberately mimicking the way "Bone Woman" spoke, seeing this playful
side of her secretary for the first time. In a pleasant mood, he unconsciously relaxed his muscles, obediently letting his shoulders droop.

Seeing his obedient behavior, she was overjoyed and became even more cautious, as the cost was already very close.

She began to move her hands to her shoulders and neck, pressing firmly from there, moving upwards inch by inch, then
stopping about an inch behind her ears. Using her index and middle fingers, she gently but firmly pressed and circled,
saying in a slow, deep voice, "Yes, now you feel much more relaxed. It will feel very comfortable when you relax."

"Oh!" Wendy murmured comfortably. He hadn't had much confidence in Xie Sijia's skills,
but to his surprise, her skillful touch actually made him feel relaxed, almost dazed, his consciousness drifting and floating,
a little disoriented. He let her continue pressing.

"Relax, the more relaxed you are, the more comfortable you feel, even more comfortable..." The repeated whispers, combined with her nimble and soft
fingers, gradually led Wendy into a rather strange state. He felt both drowsy and clear-headed; his mind
slowly stopped functioning as she spoke, focusing entirely on enjoying the waves of comfort.

His reaction was observed by Xie Sijia. From the sensation in her hands, she knew his body had
relaxed; his head rested against the backrest, his facial muscles relaxed, and his mouth was slightly open, making him look somewhat comical.

Xie Sijia secretly marveled at how easy hypnosis was. Following Dio's instructions, Wendy had now
entered the initial trance state of hypnosis. For a novice like her to achieve this, the most crucial factor was
the acupoints she pressed with her hands. It turned out that the carotid artery was located about an inch behind the ear. Skillfully applying pressure to this spot
could induce mild cerebral anemia, quickly inducing a semi-conscious state. Most people
could accept further suggestions within half a minute; this was a common rapid hypnosis technique used by many hypnotists.

However, this method carries certain risks. If the person cannot enter a trance state within thirty seconds, the procedure
must be abandoned immediately, otherwise it could cause permanent brain damage. Therefore, Dio taught Sisska
to use sleeping pills, firstly to tire Wendy out, creating an excuse for the massage; and secondly, to speed up his responsiveness to induction.

With the technique successful, Sisska felt relieved and immediately moved her fingers away from the dangerous area of the artery, instead gently pressing on
the scalp, but intensifying her verbal induction.

"You're deeply relaxed, that's great, you're doing very well. Only when you're relaxed can you enjoy
the pleasure of a massage, and only then will you feel more and more comfortable.

Your sensations are becoming very clear; your body is relaxed but your senses are clear, and the more relaxed you are, the clearer they become. You can
clearly feel me pressing on you, and with each press, you become more relaxed and calmer."

The long massage had made her tired, so she used only her right thumb and middle finger
to press slowly but clearly and methodically on two points above and below the back of his head.

"After working all day, you are very, very tired, and you need a good rest. Don't
think about , just let your body and mind rest, and let me guide you into a more comfortable state. You must
cooperate with me, wholeheartedly, with your entire body and mind cooperating with me, to achieve a higher level of enjoyment."

"Your breathing will follow the rhythm of my massage, a light and comfortable rhythm.
With each exhale, you'll feel the fatigue and discomfort in your body being released, and then your mind will open up with each breath.
Come on, let's do it together, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale...exhale..." Her tone
slowed , her fingers moving in sync with the rhythm of her mouth, guiding his breathing.

Wendy's breathing became thin and long with the guidance, his head drooping limply, his hands hanging at his sides,
completely at the mercy of the woman behind him.

Shessica reached out her left hand to straighten him, while her right hand continued to massage him. Then, she spoke in a low, powerful voice in his ear, "
Now you are completely relaxed, your mind and body are completely asleep. Within you, there is no
fatigue, no worries, only joy and peace.

You are very peaceful, more peaceful than ever before, so peaceful that you can only hear my voice. My words will
penetrate directly into the depths of your open heart, and you can only accept, accept without reservation, accept..."

Seeing this usually restless and lecherous young nobleman, who completely disregarded her, now transformed into a
child at her mercy, Shessica felt a mischievous pleasure. She lovingly stroked his face, with a
urge to devour him whole.

"Listen carefully, listen very clearly. Next, I will count down from five to one. After the countdown,
you will wake up and feel incredibly comfortable and refreshed, all your fatigue gone, and you will be full of energy
for work.

"You will be surprised at how skilled my massage is; this will be the most pleasant
massage . So, from now on, whenever you feel tired in the office, ask me to give you a massage.

"From now on, every time my hand touches the back of your head, you will naturally relax and,
following my instructions, enter the same state of sleep as you are now. This action will evoke memories of this
state , memories you cherish and want to relive.

"When you wake up, you won't remember that you were asleep, nor will you remember any instructions I gave you, but you
will completely obey, because these instructions are imprinted deep in your mind, becoming part of your instincts.

"Now I will start counting down: five, four, three, two, one." As soon as the words were spoken, Xie Sijia immediately withdrew her hand.
Wendy reflexively snapped awake, appearing remarkably refreshed and relaxed.

He stretched his shoulders and arms a couple of times, exclaiming with delight, "Ha! Your massage really worked! I
feel like I've lost several pounds! I'm afraid I'll have to bother you again when I'm tired from work."

"No problem," she replied happily, "just remember my contribution, and don't forget to
add ." She even temporarily forgot the soreness in her fingers.

Wendy grinned and agreed, then energetically threw himself back into his work. Xie Sijia cleared away the cups and saucers and left, but
in her mind was already planning to contact Dio again when she got home to prepare for her next move.

She had also wondered, since she had successfully hypnotized him, why not just directly command him to fall in love
with her , instead of leaving him with only harmless hypnotic hints?

Dio's opinion was twofold: "First, you're not a professional hypnotist, so your skills were lacking on the first
attempt . It's best to implant simple instructions first, then deepen the effect as the hypnosis progresses, gradually controlling
his

behavior and thoughts.

Second, and most importantly, don't view hypnosis as something magical. It can't change a person or
make them do things against their will, but it can deepen the impression of certain things or behaviors in a person's mind. For
example, using hypnosis to quit smoking doesn't make someone lose their addiction overnight, but rather makes the hypnotized person
think of their most hated smell whenever they smell cigarettes, eventually causing them to avoid it altogether.

You're not his ideal partner; you're just a secretary, and no one can change that. But
we can gradually change his impression of you. First, we need to get him used to being hypnotized, so he can't resist
your control. Then we can target his weaknesses, making sure he can't leave you in the future." His

detailed explanation left Xie Sijia speechless. After that successful night, she had even more confidence in Dio and
was determined to entrust everything to him to achieve her goal. She didn't know who Dio was or why he was willing to help
her .

But she was willing to do anything bad to get Wendy, even dealing with the devil.

For the next month, Xie Sijia repeatedly used massage to hypnotize Wendy. At first, she had to
use drugs and long periods of induction to put Wendy to sleep. But gradually, the dosage was reduced,
the hypnosis process became faster and faster, and the procedure became simpler and simpler. In the end, she only needed to press lightly on his head a few times, and
he would lose focus, his body would involuntarily relax, and he would fall asleep.

To test his level of hypnosis, Xie Sijia began to give Wendy some instructions to change some of his
lifestyle habits, one of which was to stop him from using cologne. Wendy always considered himself a mature and charming man,
so he always had a strong scent of cologne on him.

Shesska didn't dislike the smell and wanted him to stop using it; she just wanted to gauge his willingness to
comply and prepare for the upcoming hypnotic control.

The order was given directly while Wendy was hypnotized, but he refused to obey. However, his reaction was
expected, and she already had a way to deal with it.

"Shesska is a very good secretary, isn't she?" she tried to change him from another angle.

"Yes, she's very good. Her work ability is the highest among all the secretaries I've ever hired." Wendy didn't care
why she asked that question and just answered honestly.

"Her work ability is very important to you, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"Would you be in a lot of trouble without her?"

"Yes." The hypnotized person's answers were always very monotonous and direct.

"You absolutely don't want to lose her for some trivial reason?"

"Yes, absolutely not."

"Let me tell you, Sylvia hates the smell of cologne. She's been putting up with it for a long time and is ready to
quit because of it. Losing a capable secretary because of cologne is a stupid thing to do, isn't it?" "

It is a stupid thing to do." "

To keep her, who is so important to you, are you willing to give up using cologne?"

"...I am..." It was a little difficult, but Wendy still gave the answer she wanted.

"Success!" Sylvia thought, almost cheering. She felt the thrill of controlling and changing
someone . This was just the first step, but once she took this step, success was only a matter of time.

"So, if Sylvia tells you she doesn't like the smell of cologne, you will stop using it?"

"Yes, I will stop using it." Wendy obediently accepted the "suggestion."

"Very good, that's a good girl." Sylvia was very surprised by the power of hypnosis, that it could manipulate other people's minds in such
a roundabout way.

When giving instructions, Dio explained that this was because in a completely open state of mind, the hypnotized person's
thoughts become simple and direct. At this time, by using appropriate induction techniques,
the hypnotized person's thoughts can be diverted like streams flowing into different directions, completely following the hypnotist's instructions. As long as
the reasons provided are "sufficient" and "reasonable," it is enough to change their thoughts. Of course, the so-called "reasonableness
" can be reinforced with speaking skills.

After that hypnosis session, Xie Sijia took an opportunity to casually mention to Wendy that she was quite
sensitive to the scent of cologne. Since that day, she has not worn any men's cologne.

And the more important second step of the plan has finally begun.

It was another overtime night, and the office was once again left with only the boss and secretary,
a good day .

In order to make it easier for Wendy to enter a deep hypnotic state, Xie Sijia added drugs to his coffee again,
but this time it was not sleeping pills, but a sedative often used in psychiatry. Only a very small amount is needed
to put the user into a trance state.

She waited for him to finish his coffee, timed it perfectly, and then, filled with excitement, entered his
office.

"The coffee was a little bitter tonight," Wendy complained, sticking out his tongue.

"Really? It won't happen next time." To prevent him from noticing the drugs in the coffee, she had deliberately increased
the amount of coffee beans to mask the medicinal taste with bitterness.

She walked to his side, but instead of clearing the cup and saucer, she gently pressed her hand on Wendy's scalp.
Almost reflexively, he immediately showed a comfortable expression, tilting his head back, closing his eyes, completely without
room for resistance.

"Your massage technique is really excellent," he murmured.

"Relax, don't talk," she commanded authoritatively, because from this moment on, the one with the power
was this little secretary.

She opened her right hand, using her thumb and middle finger to gently massage his temples, where another
artery was located.

"Relax, completely relax..." The monotonous, repetitive instructions, the familiar techniques, and the enhanced effects of the drug all swayed
Wendy into a deep sleep without resistance.

The thought of what she was about to say made her blush, but for the sake of love, she couldn't remain silent.

"Do you enjoy sex?" she whispered in his ear, her face flushed.

"Yes." Perhaps recalling past pleasurable moments, he smiled happily.

"Is sex with a beautiful woman very enjoyable?"

"Yes." He answered directly and simply.

"Now, the most beautiful and wonderful woman in the world is standing before you. You can't see her face clearly,
but you feel her perfection, absolute flawlessness, because she is your dream goddess. Everything about her is
created by the master according to your needs, including her appearance, figure, scent, and even her vagina..." She suppressed her
shame, painting the sweetest dream for the sleeping man.

Wendy's smile deepened, as if she truly saw her dream lover standing before her.

"She wasn't dressed, just draped in a light veil. The red veil wrapped from her head to her waist, creating a
hazy, alluring beauty. She swayed towards you, her half-naked body reclining on top of you. Her private parts
pressed tightly against your burning lower body..."

As Xie Sijia's words provocatively spoke, his penis bulged high, creating a large
tent . She glanced at it briefly, not daring to look too closely, focusing on controlling her slightly rapid breathing so as not to affect the hypnotic effect.

She knelt down, half-kneeling on the ground, and with trembling hands, unzipped his pants, half-pulled down his underwear, and pulled out his
hidden penis. Her left hand gently grasped the already hot and hard shaft, rubbing it from bottom to top.

"Your dream goddess is ready. She's placing her wet, fleshy hole on your penis. Yes!
She's already very wet because she was aroused the moment she saw you. You're the same; your body is getting hot, and you
desperately need release. Her vagina is very tight, its size and width perfectly matching yours because it was
designed for you, a perfect fit for your penis. Making love with her will allow you to reach the ultimate orgasm."

Reciting these prepared, lewd lines, her soft, nimble hands slowly and deliberately stroked his now
extremely hard penis, moving it up and down. She had watched dozens of AVs for tonight.
She only wanted to practice the techniques of using her hands to release a man's pent-up desires. However, movies are movies, and reality is reality. When she did it
herself , she still felt extremely uncomfortable.

Her technique wasn't very good; she just moved mechanically up and down. But her slender fingers were truly soft
and boneless , with a wonderful feel. More importantly, her gentle whispers made him truly fall into the
most sensual dream. The sexual fantasies brought about by hypnosis were like the most potent aphrodisiac, igniting the most intense
desire .

"Mmm...mmm...mmm," he groaned in pleasure, completely
immersed in the pleasure of "copulation," though he couldn't move due to the hypnosis.

Xie Sijia reached out her right hand and gently pressed the back of his neck, using her usual hypnotic suggestion techniques to soothe the man's tense
nerves . At the same time, her lips continued to give instructions, guiding him to speed up the process towards orgasm.

Under her verbal guidance, Wendy became very sensitive, and soon his penis throbbed, about to reach the peak of
sexual intercourse .

She knew it was time, and pressed her right hand against his carotid artery. The sudden pressure on the artery sent a wave of dizziness
and suffocation through him. He couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated a thick stream of semen, staining her fingers and even a little of her
white dress.

Touching a man's semen for the first time, she felt a wave of nausea. But she didn't have time
to wash her hands ; she simply took out some tissues she had prepared and quickly dried them. Then she stood up and
gently pressed her hand against his scalp again.

"Relax, relax…you've just experienced the most intense orgasm of your life. Don't think about anything now,
just let your mind go blank and relive the pleasure you just felt." Xie Sijia wasn't entirely
lying . What she had used was a very intense sexual technique, using the dizziness from squeezing the artery
to create an even stronger sexual pleasure. Because the dizziness after orgasm is very similar to the suffocating feeling of squeezing the artery,
pressing the neck during sex could amplify the excitement of orgasm. But similarly, doing so also carries
the risk of danger . Of course, this technique was taught by Dio. In fact, even the script for that erotic dream
was written by Dio; she was merely an executor, a puppet driven by fate.

A puppet willingly selling her soul in pursuit of love.

Wendy, with a satisfied smile, slumped softly in the chair, her breathing returning to a long, thin rhythm,
once again falling into an inescapable dream.

"Your goddess has departed; everything that happened before has vanished like a dream. When you
wake up again, you won't remember her appearance or figure; you'll only remember one thing: her scent."
She sprayed specially prepared perfume on her wrists, gently rubbing her wrists together to allow the perfume
to blend , creating her unique fragrance.

"This is the scent of the woman in your dream; you must smell it clearly and never forget it. Because this is the only way you
can recognize her." He inhaled greedily, as if trying to imprint that scent in his mind forever.

Xie Sijia knew the hypnosis was nearing completion. She looked at the sleeping man she deeply loved and felt immense
happiness.

"I'll count to ten, and you'll fall asleep. You'll only wake up when you hear me call your name. When you wake,
you won't remember anything that happened while you were asleep; you'll only feel incredibly comfortable and relaxed until you smell
the scent of the goddess of dreams again, which will awaken your desire and longing for tonight's climax. You won't know what that
scent , you'll just feel an overwhelming need for a woman, completely out of control, you'll have to make love to release your lust,
to conquer the woman before you with your rod..."

"I know," he obediently agreed.

"Ten...nine...eight...seven...six...one..." With her slow but powerful countdown, the man drifted into a blissful dream
.

Xie Sijia carefully wiped the semen from Wendy's genitals, tidied everything up, and quietly closed the door and left. She
had already planned it; she would first wash the stains on her hands and remove the perfume scent. Half an hour later, she would

casually discover he was asleep and wake him.

After that night, Shesska hypnotized Wendy twice more, imprinting the same instructions deep into his mind
to ensure he would obey all suggestions when awake.

Then, things happened very "naturally." For the first time, while he was awake, she sprayed him with
perfume that symbolized "heat," which indeed aroused him, and the two had their first sexual encounter. Then, taking advantage of the brief moments of dazedness after
each orgasm, she repeatedly hypnotized and controlled him,
implanting one instruction after another into his mind.

"Making love with me will be the happiest thing in your life. Because I am the embodiment of your dream goddess, only I
can bring you to the highest climax..."

"Yes."

"As soon as you hear me say 'You will regret it,' you will never be able to get an erection again, never be able to make love with other women,
until you smell my perfume again. Because making love with other women is not as good as making love with me, so there is no need to
make love with other women at all. Everything you want is the best, even when it comes to making love, you will only find the best, the most suitable woman for you."

"Yes, no other woman can compare to Xie Sijia."

And much more...

After countless nights of climax, he had fallen into the slave of sex, Xie Sijia's exclusive slave.

Even now, Xie Sijia still couldn't believe that what she was seeing was real. Hypnosis was such a magical
thing, able to completely control a person's behavior without them even realizing it.

"Hypnosis is not actually magical, at least hypnosis cannot make him fall in love with you. What I taught you was just a
technique of inducement, to draw out the desires hidden in a person's heart. Since he is naturally promiscuous, and sex is more important than love, then let him
only make love with you from now on. That way, he will never be able to leave you." This was Dio's final explanation.

Looking at the sleeping man on the bed, Xie Sijia suddenly felt a sense of emptiness. She had indeed won
the man she loved most, but was this love? What meaning did a relationship without love have? She couldn't help but send the questions buried deep in her heart to Dio, whose
whereabouts were .

"Look at your man, he's already asleep, isn't he? He fell asleep because of your hypnosis, but is
this kind of sleep any different from ordinary sleep?" Dio's answer, as always, carried a profound and Zen-like
quality.

"Sleep is sleep; how one falls asleep is not important. Similarly, possession is possession; the so-called pursuit ..."
"It's just another form of hypnosis. While hypnotizing yourself into loving the other person, you also hypnotize them into loving you.
The means to obtain love are not important; what matters is that you truly possess them now. This is my
final advice to you."

"Finally... you can't guide me anymore?" Xie Sijia asked in horror.

"You won't need me anymore. You have enough skills. From now on, I will
disappear from your sight forever. Maintaining the greatest distance is the best thing for both of us."

"..." Xie Sijia fell silent. She admired and was grateful to Dio, this all-knowing online friend, but also
harbored a little suspicion and fear. After all, he was someone who knew everything. Even though she had kept
her and Wendy's identities a secret, there was no guarantee that one day he would have the opportunity to threaten her.

"Goodbye, Wendy." Dio left his final message and logged out of the messaging app.

Xie Sijia stared at the computer for a long time, making a decision in her heart. She would buy a new computer tomorrow.
As for the one in front of her, she would immediately bury it in Tui Tin District after damaging the hard drive. She didn't want any unknown
factors to affect her future relationship with Wendy.

She returned to bed, embracing the warm and strong male body, feeling incredibly fulfilled and satisfied.

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