I love Sundays. I stare into the spiral and paint my lips Master's favorite football team's colors and suck while he watches the game and eats the hot meal I cooked for him.
Your pet no longer has any concept of time. No idea how long she's been staring at the pretty spiral. No clue when you carefully removed her clothes. Just vacant and drooly for Master.
Every time you mention hypnosis to Kelsey she scoffs and rolls her eyes. And every time it only takes one snap to drop her. She's right where you want her, so now what?