Chris had made some adjustments to their schedule. One guest on the island had a bevy of requests, with some not being able to be fulfilled without changing the order Chris gave them their new commands. So, Kellan was called in for his next session, with Ryan rescheduling for a later date.
He pulled up to the office early, knowing Chris was on a bit of a crunch. Their next client had a very tight schedule, so he couldn’t spend any extra time in there. He walked into the office.
“Kellan, hello! Come straight in. Justin’s on a time crunch.”
“Justin Bieber? I thought he was in Celebworld.”
“No, it’s Justin Timberlake. Please sit down. Kellan, you will not remember that you should not be in Celebworld. You will always think that is your home. While you are on the island, you are to remain nude, unless a guest wants you clothed. If a guest does not want you, you will remain in the celebrity village, and stay there until you are needed. If you leave, there will be dire consequences. You have the right to refuse extreme desires, such as death or self-mutilation. Anything else that would not cause serious or irreversible damage is fair game. Your new sexual identity is polysexual. You will not care who you have sex with. You will also consume pills with your breakfast daily. These pills will stop the spread of most diseases to you. I lock this in with the word, Ztul. Wake up!” Kellan did so, at the same time they heard their office door open. They showed Kellan the back way as Justin walked in.
“Hi. You must be Chris. Pleasure to meet you. If I may ask, what are your pronouns?”
“I use they and them. Thank you for asking. Now, what brings you in today?”
“You treated Bieber, right?”
“I can neither confirm nor deny that. However, I can confirm he was photographed in my parking lot.”
“And that was the last time anyone remembered him living in America,” Justin said, with a look in his eye. Chris switched gears.
“I want you to lie down and relax. Close your eyes, and listen to my voice.” Justin did so, admittedly with more a struggle than most celebs. “You are getting sleepy. You enjoy the sound of my voice. You want to listen to my voice. You want to obey my voice. Justin, I will now count backwards from 5. When I reach 1, you will be completely under my control, and open your eyes.
“5, you are starting to go under
“4, you’re getting deeper.
“3, I control you now.
“2, no one else matters but me.
“1, I am your master.”
Justin then opened his eyes, and Chris sighed in relief as a strong orange spiral was there.
“Justin, you are to forget everything you know about Justin Bieber.”
“Yes, master. Who is Justin Bieber?”
“You are cancel all tour dates and appearances until our next appointment. You will rent a room in a motel in town, and not leave until your next appointment. You are to leave your phone with me, and ask that the phone in the room be disconnected. I will order your meals. You are not speak at all until you come back to me. Understood?”
“Yes, master. I will now remain silent.”
“Here goes nothing,” thought Chris. “When I say ‘wake up’, you will do so, and have no conscious memory of this session. Your subconscious will remember everything, though. And you will be fine being nude around me, but only in my office. I lock this in with the phrase, ‘Burnt baby powder’. Wake up!”
Justin did so. Now was time for the real test. “Justin, Silas has been murdered. He’s dead.” Justin didn’t react in the slightest. Chris was now confident that Justin was truly hypnotized. They had a guard from the temp agency in the office below follow him to the motel, where he seemed to be following all commands. His phone was with Justin, and the guard saw the room’s phone being taken away. Chris would pay the guard to stay in the room and watch him at all times. He would be paid handsomely for his services.