Yes, in goes the formula

From Torg Adventure

Jennifer excuses herself to the restroom, and you spike her wine while she's gone. A few minutes later, she returns and you resume talking and drinking. In about a half hour, you ask her, "So, how is the garden?"

"Fine, Master." Jennifer has her head bent. "How may I please you?"

"You love me and your body yearns to be with mine. You ache to be controlled, dominated. You'll do anything, even risk your marriage, to feel the way submitting to me makes you feel. Free. Free from making decisions. Free from worry. So you can just enjoy the pleasure of fulfilling my every whim and need with your body."

Jennifer gasps and blushes. She gets on the floor and grovels at your feet. "What is your need today?" she asks timidly.

"First I need you to be naked. Remove your clothes. The next time we are alone together, you will strip as well."