"Sir? Are you all right?"
You nod your head, 'yes', not really remembering how you got Georgia to your house, let alone talked her completely out of your clothes, as you notice your own nakedness, the nipple clamps, feel the butt plug in your ass, see the cockring and realize that you are holding your penis in your hand.
"Sir . . . look deeply into my eyes . . . ."
You obey.
"Sir, do you know why your cock is in your hand?"
You nod your head 'no'.
"Because, . . . I made you do it!"
You wonder how she could have done that, when you here Georgia command, "Sleep!"
You immediately fall back into trance.