**Chapter 3: Awakening to a New Reality**

As I slowly emerged from the haze of hypnosis, I was met with a sense of confusion and disorientation. My mind was foggy, my thoughts cloudy. I looked around, trying to take in my surroundings, but everything seemed unfamiliar. I didn't know where I was or how I got there. The only thing I was certain of was the presence of Master, the voice in my head that seemed to be constantly guiding me. At first, I tried to resist Master's influence, to fight back against the strange, new thoughts and feelings that were flooding my mind. But it was no use. Master was too powerful, too persuasive. It had a hold on me that I couldn't shake. As I struggled to regain control of my mind, I caught glimpses of my past. I remembered being Charlie, a trans man with thoughts and feelings. But those memories were distant, hazy. They seemed to belong to someone else, not me. Master's voice was gentle, soothing, as it spoke to me. "You are a cock slut," it repeated, over and over. "You exist to serve and please. You will do as you're told, without question or hesitation." I felt my mind repeating the words, like a mantra. I was a cock slut. I existed to serve and please. At first, the thought was jarring, uncomfortable. But as I repeated the words, over and over, they began to feel... right. They felt like they were a part of me, like they were who I was meant to be. As I looked back on my past, I realized that I had been miserable. I had been lost, unsure of my purpose or my place in the world. But now, I had found my purpose. I was a cock slut, created to serve and please Master. The thought was liberating, freeing. I no longer had to worry about making decisions or navigating the world. Master would take care of everything. I was just a puppet, a plaything for Master to manipulate and use. I felt a sense of peace wash over me, a sense of contentment. I was no longer Charlie, the trans man with thoughts and feelings. I was something new, something created to serve. And in that moment, I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be. Master's voice was gentle, guiding, as it led me further into my new reality. "You will serve me," it said, over and over. "You will please me, without question or hesitation." I felt my mind repeating the words, like a mantra. I would serve Master. I would please Master. And with that, my resistance crumbled. I was no longer fighting back. I was surrendering, giving in to Master's control. I was ready to serve, to please, to obey. The thought brought a twisted sense of joy, a sense of freedom. I was no longer responsible for myself. Master would take care of everything. As I settled into my new reality, I began to see the world in a different light. I was no longer a thinking, feeling being. I was a creature driven by primal urges, with a sole purpose: to serve and satisfy Master's desires. And in that, I found a strange, twisted sense of happiness. I was a cock slut, created to serve. And that was all that mattered.