A married man comes in, shackled by a lifetime of repression. He leaves utterly rewired, his deepest cravings no longer his own, his every thought bent toward worship.

A quiet woman, soft-spoken and meek, seeks a spark of confidence. What she finds instead is pure sexual dominance, an insatiable hunger to command, to control, to consume.

A skeptic, laughing at the very idea of brainwashing, sits in my chair—only to wake up days later, his mind drenched in arousal, unable to remember how he ever thought he had free will.

A wife and husband, desperate to rekindle their passion, submit themselves fully to my process. They do not return as partners. They return as something far darker, forever altered, forever bound.