MY INHERITANCE
Chapter 13 (MC, MF++,Cons)
Home Again
After stopping at the tattoo parlor where I had a gold ring inserted through
Lisa's clit hood, Andy, Lisa and I drove in the Bronco from the Denver airport
to the ranch north of Glenwood Springs which I had inherited from Uncle Bert. It
was a cold, clear, crisp Colorado day, with the sun bright in the sky with we
arrived about three in the afternoon.
Andy and I were glad to be home. We had been gone a month, training in New York
with Mistress Diana, the Amazon dominatrix, and in San Francisco with Delilah,
America's leading madame. When we stopped in LA to see my parents, we had added
Lisa, my formerly bitchy girlfriend but now our slave, as a member of our little
community. I should point out that Lisa was submissive and willingly agreed to
be my slave. Mary, Andy and the 3,000 others had been programmed by Uncle Bert
using a secret mind control drug to be slaves. We did not call them slaves,
however. We called the programmed women kittens.
Mary came running out of the door when I pulled up in front and blared the truck
horn. It was bedlam as we all greeted each other. Mary, Andy's mother, Bert's
mistress and my kitten, had been holding down the fort while we were gone. I
had arranged for Mary to have everything ready to go to Aspen. She had already
taken a load of necessaries down, purchased groceries and opened the house for
our arrival. The four of us loaded what we needed to take in the Bronco, locked
the ranch house and headed back on the road.
The conversation as we traveled was mostly about what had happened in Colorado
in our absence (nothing worth relating except Mary found a few women for me) and
what adventures Andy and I had while we were gone. You have already read those
but Lisa and Mary had not heard them so we regaled them with our adventures. Of
course, I did not tell them everything, like the Christmas present I gave my
father. I thought about him and wondered how he was doing now that his darling
wife (my mother) was programmed to make him the best fucked man in LA.
I was eager to explore what Mary knew about the programming but I did not bring
it up in front of Lisa. Since she was not programmed, I wanted her to know
nothing about it.
I thought about what I needed to do next.
Uncle Bert had left me a three-part assignment to complete before I was to
receive the next clue in my treasure hunt to recreate the formula of his mind
control drug discovery. I had done all my required reading, which was part one.
Andy and I had spent two weeks learning B&D with Mistress Diana in New York and
two weeks honing our regular sex skills with Madame Delilah in San Francisco
which was part two of the assignment.
I had not yet completed the third part of the assignment. I had to seduce ten
women in both Aspen and Vail, take them three ways and then either get them
into B&D or video them. I hoped it would be easy to find, fuck and photograph
twenty women, ten in Aspen and ten in Vail. Not that I minded the assignment,
but I was more eager to get the formula for the drug and learn how the women I
already had were programmed.
We parked the vehicle in the garage of the Aspen house and started unloading.
Mary had made some homemade lasagna and left it in the freezer when she opened
the house earlier in the week. I left Andy in charge of dinner with Lisa as her
assistant. They started making the salad and heating the lasagna. They put the
garlic bread in the oven and opened the Chianti. I asked to speak to Mary
alone.
Mary threw herself in my arms. Mary is an older version of Andy and every bit
as enjoyable, the Rolls to Andy's Porsche. I pulled her into me with my ass on
her hard, lush ass. She ground her pelvis against my hardening cock as we kissed
hungrily.
"I have missed you," I said.
"Not like I have missed you. I hope you are as horny as I am. I need to be
fucked long and hard."
"Tonight. But, first, we need to talk about Lisa and her training. Andy is too
sweet. Lisa will need a harder hand."
Mary's eyes were bright, floodlights of desire, as a devilish grin broke across
her face.
"Let me do it."
"I thought you were submissive."
"I am both. I want to be submissive to you but I would love to dominate Lisa.
I can train her just like you want her, Davy."
"Okay. She is yours. Tell me, how did you like Mistress Diana?"
"Migod, I would love to make that bitch goddess my sub. Think of it. As dominant
as she is . . . to break her. Oh, Davy . . . Bert would never let me do it.
He let Diana do whatever she wanted with me and she did plenty. I loved it, but
pay backs are fun. To get even, to break her, oh, Davy, please."
"No need to ask. As soon as things have settled down a little, I will have
Diana visit us here."
"No. In Vail. That is where our dungeon is. I want her in a dungeon."
The thought of breaking Diana had us both so hot, we could not stand it. I
yanked down her ski pants, pushed her on her knees and fucked her doggy style
there in the living room. I let myself come naturally as she orgasmed again and
again on my cock. After I shot in her, I realized Andy and Lisa were watching
us. Andy had a sly, knowing smile. Lisa looked dazed.
It was a lovely, family dinner, just like your family, I am sure. There was me,
head of the household, sitting at the head of the table, enjoying a wonderful,
home-cooked meal and some fabulous female companionship. There was Mary,
sitting at my right, looking relaxed and well fucked. She was wearing a powder
blue ski skin, tight over her luscious body. There was Andy, sitting at my
left, looking sweet and loving. She was wearing a midnight blue ski skin, tight
over her luscious body. There was Lisa, naked and collared, kneeling by my
side, waiting for any instruction, serving as our waitress. Isn't that your
typical family dinner?
I told Lisa to clean up while Mary, Andy and I went into the living room. I
took my big easy chair and had the two of them kneel at my feet.
"Tell me about your programming Andy," I asked in a neutral, conversational
tone.
"What are you talking about?" she replied innocently.
Good. She knew nothing about her programming, as I believed. Mary was waiting
with bated breath.
"Why do you always have sex with the other women I am with? Do you enjoy it?"
"Oh, Davy. I enjoy everything sexual with you. Just tell me what you want or
don't want. If you tell me to fuck every man I meet from eight to eighty, I will
do it happily. If you tell me to enter a convent, I will do it happily. I enjoy
what you want me to enjoy. I am happy obeying your wishes." She straightened to
hold my face in her hands, so soft and warm, as she kissed me gently and
lovingly.
"That makes me very happy, Andy. Then, you understand. No sex with any male
ever, unless I tell you differently. No sex with any female unless you are with
me."
"Of course, sweetheart," she said as she kissed me again.
I wanted to make sure Andy understood the rules I wanted for her. With a prize
that special, a man cannot be too careful. She may have been programmed not to
be jealous but I was not. I wanted her to be just for me. So, sue me.
When I saw Lisa watching us from the doorway, I called her to join us. Lisa
knelt in front of me as Mary and Andy moved aside to let her enter. I carefully
explained to Lisa, she now belonged to Mary and was to obey her every command.
"Yes, sir," was her only response. As Mary led Lisa away, the stress of the
last few weeks, the altitude change and the wine all kicked in. I barely made
it to bed before I crashed.
I awoke alone. It was the first time that had happened since the day Andy
handcuffed me to the table and fucked my eyes out, which was the day I met her.
I struggled out of bed and found the shower. As I stood under the hot water, a
female hand holding a cup of hot coffee extended into the shower stall. Hard to
beat the service, I will tell you. As I dressed, I smelled sausage cooking.
Breakfast was on the table when I entered the dining room.
It was midmorning. The three of them had already eaten and were ready for the
day. Mary whispered she wanted a few things from the Vail house, specifically
bondage gear to use on Lisa. I wanted Lisa and Andy gone so I could talk to
Mary, so, I sent them to Vail.
Finally, I had Mary alone so I could talk to her about programming. Once again,
Uncle Bert had anticipated what I would want. I sat in my easy chair, my Coke
in my hand. Mary knelt between my legs. She told me not to touch her as her
eyes got that vacant, trance stare.
"Hello, Davy. It is Dad again, or do you still think of me as Uncle Bert?"
Mary's voice sounded hoarse, stuffy, which it had not sounded just a moment
before. She sneezed.
"Damn. I have a terrible cold. I need to get this programming done, cold or no
cold. Since Mary will repeat everything exactly like she hears it, you will hear
me sniffle and sneeze. Just put up with it and excuse me. Now, the
programming. You could not access this message unless you had asked Mary to
explain the programming to you. All of the women except Mary, Andy and Mistress
Diana were programmed identically. All of them will go through the trance
initiation sequence. Then, they will be totally open to whatever order you give
them. I mean whatever. Anything. They will fuck you at halftime of the Super
Bowl. They will bear your child if they still can have children. They will
literally kill for you. All of their free will is superceded by the
programming. This is why the drug is so dangerous. What would happen, for
example, if a thousand men were programmed to be assassins? They would be
unstoppable. No one has been programmed for anything except being open for
programming. There are no assassins out there and I do not want any. I am, or,
rather I was when I was alive, a lover not a killer.
Diana, Andy and Mary are programmed differently. Diana was programmed to
override your instructions until your B&D training was complete. Now, she is
programmed like the rest of them.
Andy is programmed to be sexually responsive to you without being put into a
trance. For example, if you wish her to seduce two troops of Boy Scouts, tell
her and she will. She will believe with all her being that seducing Boy Scouts
in her favorite activity. I programmed her to help you find and seduce women,
to eagerly capture all your ejaculations for herself and to enjoy the women you
are with. You can put her in a trance as you do the others to override any
programming by me.
Mary's programming is the most complex. There are many messages in her which can
only be released at various trigger points. Do not try to make her give them to
you early. She also knows she has been programmed, knows Andy and the others
have, and, has been programmed to release information to you on a need-to-know
basis. In other words, she had been programmed to assist you by using her own
decision making abilities to give you information when you need it whether you
have accessed a message from me or not. In fact, on a few occasions, her own
belief that you need to know will cause her to go into a trance and deliver a
message from me. In summary, Mary's programming allows her free will to exist
in certain ranges or areas of activity.
Andy and Mary have been cross programmed with certain information in case, God
forbid, something happens to the other.
Feel free to ask Mary questions about her programming when she is out of the
trance. Realize, however, her responses are, to a considerable extent,
programmed and the information she can release is programmed. So, do not be
harsh with her if she is unresponsive. (Sniffle, sniffle). Mary is programmed
to give you specific instructions on wording after you have discovered the
formula.
By the way, have you fucked her ass yet? She loves it! (Sneeze! Sneeze!) Damn,
I need to go. Take care. I love you."
Mary's head dropped to her chest as she became quiet. I called her name. She
shivered, awakened, smiling passively as I helped her to the bed, where she was
quickly asleep. I got a peanut butter sandwich, some chips and another Coke. I
was still in my chair an hour later when I heard soft steps behind me.
To be continued. . . .
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