Lisa had resisted the programming she was receiving from the helmet all day. The first thing she had tried was to remove it but she just couldn’t manage to do it.
Then she resisted doing her makeup for hours, but in the end she compromised, trying to just add some blush and lipstick. When she finished she looked in the mirror and was shocked at the result.
Next had been to resist getting undressed, it had been a struggle which she eventually lost when she took off her shoes. The rest followed quickly. Putting on the corset took much less time as her desire to not be naked took over. With a foot hold in her mind the rest of the programming quickly took over.
Now she waited in the corner of the bedroom, standing still like a mannequin, anticipating his return to provide her first command to obey.