Accidental Inheritance

by Loraspa6

loraspa6 (a) hotmail.com

Story Codes: F/m, M/f, Chastity, MC, Bondage

Little did I know what I was in for. I do not regret it, but it was a bit of a surprise.

It all started one Friday night, I had been out with a couple of girls from work. At this one bar there stood a man in his thirties waiting for a drink. He was not exactly the best looking man in the room, but he was definitely not the worst either. About 5'10" to 6' in height, a little overweight, close-cropped dark blond or light brown hair and he wore glasses. He was dressed business casual, dark dress pants, a Polo shirt, and black dress shoes. Something about him had peaked my interest.

So I got up from our table and went to his and asked him to dance a little. He was hesitant but his friends pushed him out to be with me with some words of encouragement.

When we reached the dance floor he asked; "Did you lose the bet, or is it a dare?"

"Excuse me?"

"Well why else would a woman like you be interested in me?"

Maybe now I should describe myself; I was a 33 year old woman with a decent figure I work hard to keep, it is a well proportioned 5'6" frame if I do say so myself. Red hair and green eyes. Because I knew we were going out that night I dressed a little more sexy then I normally do for work and changed my conservative heels for 5 inch stiletto pumps with an ankle strap when we left.

"You sell yourself short, I asked you because something about you has got my attention. I hope to figure it out soon."

I could swear he blushed at that. At the end of the song I led him to a small table off the side of the dance floor and we started finding out about each other. Tim was widowed a few years ago at the age of 34, and his friends had been trying to get him out in the field. He was afraid no woman would be interested in him especially if they discovered he was a broken hearted man. And he did not drink alcohol at all by choice.

I could tell he was holding something back and I was thinking it was the same thing that attracted me to him. I kept seeing his eyes wander over my body, stopping in the areas of my breasts and my pantyhose covered legs, before snapping back to my face. I pretended not to notice, he seemed interested, but the more he looked me over the more uncomfortable he appeared. My curiosity was peaked.

We danced to the next song, and headed back to our earlier table groups. One of the girls had a bit too much and asked to be driven home. So our designated driver left to take her home and said she would be back in a little bit so she could take the rest of us home or to our next bar.

This was my perfect excuse. I approached Tim's table and asked him aside for a minute. I explained to him the situation that our driver had temporarily left, and I decided I should go home before I get too drunk, and could he do it since I knew he was not drinking.

"Absolutely, just let me get my jacket and say goodbye to my friends."

I did the same. Soon he was leading me to his car and helped me in, his eyes once again on my legs as I pulled them into the car. I think I found his weakness.

We chit-chatted some more on the 15 minute drive to my apartment.

"I'm going to have some coffee to sober up care to join me for a cup or two."

He agreed and we went up to my apartment. I instructed him to get comfortable in the living room as I put on a pot of coffee.

He was sitting on the sofa and I arranged myself onto the chair so we could face each other. "Would you be a gentlemen and help a lady with her shoes?" I said as I lifted one of my feet onto his lap.

He got this shocked and scared look on his face, but proceeded to fumble with the clasp on the ankle strap. He made sure he had a firm grasp on my ankle when he removed the shoe, sliding his hand down my calf as he lowered it back to his lap. I placed my left foot also on his lap so he could finish the job. As he was just about done with it I shifted my position to "accidently" place my right foot fully in his crotch.

He startled and dropped the high heel to the floor. I was also startled, I felt something I was not expecting.

Tim was panicked, "I better uhh go Janice... I should..."

I was already standing over him pulling down his fly, "What the hell did I just feel?" He looked down trying to avoid eye contact as I pulled his penis from his trousers, or should I say pulled his plastic encased penis from his trousers, his cock was padlocked into a hard plastic tube. I looked up at him and he had this far away look in his eyes.

"A message for you." He said and he was holding a key in his open hand. I took the key and he did not even blink. The key had a USB Flash drive attached to it's ring. I stuck the key into the lock and it fit perfectly. Meanwhile Tim held the same pose as before, as if he was in a trance.

I waited a few moments to see if he would do anything, but he did not. The 'message' must be in the USB Drive. I walked over to my desk and plugged it into my laptop. The folder opened to reveal two files; Read Me First.txt and Commands.txt. So I opened the Read Me First file.

If you are reading this I must have passed from this world.

Tim if you are reading this, it means I or someone else have released you from my commands. Know I loved you very much

and I am sorry I have been too sick and/or afraid to take care of your sexual needs, I know you were more concerned about

me, but you deserved the attention and now that I cannot give you it at all I wish I did when I was still able to.

If you are someone else, you have discovered my husband's secret. I had the foresight when I became so ill to program him

in case something happened to me. I had been keeping him in chastity for about two years before I became sick. And he

has been my hypnotic slave in the bedroom for around three years before that. He loved being under my control, and refused

to give it up when I wanted to leave off his chastity cage and wipe out my hypnotic commands. He insisted on keeping under

my control for as long as possible. I have evidently waited too long to remove these.

I made sure he has been well maintained in my loss, He removes the cage under an automatic hypnotic trance every time

he showers, then performs maintenance on his CB-6000, before relocking it on and waking from the trance. He is

programmed to remove it for doctor appointments and replace it without remembering he did such. He will carry the

key and this letter on his person at all time, but his conscious mind will not acknowledge that fact except in an emergency.

Tim is very shy sexually, and was submissive to me only because he was so shy, it also makes him not so aggressive in

the bedroom as he is afraid to initiate sexual intimacy. You may have discovered all this already since you are reading this.

He also has a fetish for pantyhose, stockings, high heels, and being helpless before me, either in bondage or by command.

If you have enough interest in him that you activated his trance, I have an offer for you. You can have Tim as your lover and

plaything, a few words and this key and you will be his new Mistress. My commands will be yours. Be warned I have

embedded deeply in him safeguards to protect him, if you become abusive to him to the point he gets mad, all commands

will be nullified and a new command will activate that will remove his natural shyness and he will reciprocate the violence

inflicted upon him.

If you do not want to live with this responsibility I request you use the command that will release my hold on him or return

to him the key.

Either way tell my beloved I am sorry I kept him in this state so long. I never meant it to be like this at the end.

You have one hour from when he gave you the key to make your decision, then he will reclaim the key and Flash Drive

(by force if need be) and walk out. You will be a vague memory when he wakes in the morning if this occurs.

  Regards;

  Robyn

PS If you ask Tim questions he will answer them honestly for now.

Shy to a fault sexually, that is what drew me to him, I feel it now. Should I take advantage of this, my own personal sex slave. The poor man has been denied sexual release for four or five years now. No wonder he was so uncomfortable, he got excited and his penis had nowhere to go in its cage. I looked at him sitting there holding the same pose he had when I drew out his caged cock. "Tim can you hear me?"

"Yes Janice."

"Do you like me?"

"Yes, you are a beautiful woman."

"Then why did you not pursue intercourse with me?"

"I cannot have sex as a man. My cock is locked up in a device that my wife had the key for. I can only assume someone at the hospital or crematorium has it now and they never returned it to me."

"If I wanted to have a relationship with you despite this how would you feel?"

"I would be happy to find a woman who loves me, but I am afraid I can only offer you limited sexual stimulation and I would be unable to please you and keep your heart."

"If I were to be happy with that would you consider me as a life partner?"

"Oh yes, you are a beautiful woman with a strong will, you manipulated me completely and I could not resist."

"Fine." I walked over to the computer my decision made. I opened the other file and looked over the command list, quite an impressive and imaginative list. The first one was the command to release him.

I removed the key from the drive and walked over to him. Holding it before his face I could see the reflection of it in his eyes. "Tim, I inherited this key from Robyn!" His eyes closed briefly, when they opened they had a shine in them. I felt warm in my pussy.

"Janice what happened. I feel so alive, so... different."

"It seems I have received a present that I plan to open with this." I showed him the key.

"Where... did you get that?" He looked down at his crotch. "Oh God, Janice I am so sorry, I do not know... how? Oh jeez, I uhh..."

"Calm down Tim, I did that to you, and when I did you gave me this key."

"I gave it to you? But I thought it was lost when my wife died!"

"You had it all along, until I pulled your encasement out, then you turned it over to me. You are mine now."

"But how?"

"Robyn said in her letter that she is sorry it turned out like this and she loves you"

"You knew Robyn?"

"No it was in the letter you gave me with the key."

"I carried a letter with me for two years and it was still legible?"

"It was digital on a Flash drive. Along with a list of your programmed commands"

"But only she can use them, I am only to recognize them from her."

"Her commands are now mine Tim, 'My slave boy'."

He came to his knees at my feet.

"i am sorry i doubted You Mistress Janice," he kissed my feet, "will You forgive this slave?"

"Yes I will forgive you, if you can please me orally. Do a good enough job and I may even remove your cage and allow you to feel the inside of me with your cock." He looked at me and was crying. "What is wrong Tim?" I was afraid I already pushed the limits.

"This slave just... was afraid he would never... have this pleasure again." He wrapped his arms around my waist. " You are as much a gift from Mistress Robyn for this slave, as this slave hopes he will be for You."

He unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor. He then slid sideways between my legs and began licking my pussy through the pantyhose and thong I wore. He may have been out of practice but his tongue was working wonders, even with two layers of fabric between us. Against my clit's wishes I pulled away from him. He looked up at me with hurt puppy dog eyes.

"Come my little slave, you will finish undressing me in the bedroom, then continue this pleasurable experience." I took his hand in mine and let him to my bedroom.

We made love that night many times, as Mistress and slave and as Janice and Tim. In the morning I was woken by Tim licking my clit until I orgasmed. "What was that for?"

"Isn't that the best way for a slave to wake his Mistress?"

"I would say it is, but I thought we went to sleep with your slave-self put away."

"We did, but a part of the slave is always with me, wanting to please his Mistress, and his desires and normal Tim's overlap."

He paused, I could tell he was deep in thought. "Are you going to keep me? Or was this just a one night fling and I will now be thrown on the streets never to be heard from again?"

"Has that happened before?"

"No, at least not that I remember. But I assume you were not out looking for a lifelong mate or love-slave."

I kissed him, "Tim, I had all but given up looking for a man who wanted to please me and not just use me as his personal sextoy." I took his hand. "Every man I encountered wanted me to change for him, you are just the opposite by nature, and with your post-hypnotic commands I could remold you if you started going that way. The question is; Do you want me to? As Janice and as Mistress. I do not want to keep you against your will and will release you if it is what you want."

He turned my hand over so it was palm down and kissed the back of my hand, then turned it over to palm-up and dropped the key into it. It was then that I realized he had, before waking me, replaced his chastity cage on himself. He kissed my neck and whispered in my right ear; "I am yours Janice," and then kissed me on the other side of the neck and whispered into my left ear; "i am Yours Mistress."

That was four years ago today, the second anniversary of our wedding. Since then I have taken up wearing stockings most of the time when I wear skirts because both the normal Tim and slave tim personalities cannot resist my legs when they are encased in nylon, and then his tongue will find my pussy without too much interference. Tim had an impressive supply of restraints already, that I make use of often, and I have developed a penchant for rubber and leather in the bedroom for both myself and slave tim.

As a matter of fact, I better get Tim down from where he hangs on the closet door, and out of the straightjacket and ballet boots now or we will miss our reservation for our anniversary dinner. This was my gift to him to be immobilized and forced to stand on his toes. His poor cock is straining against the cage. I haven't let him out of it in two weeks in preparation for tonight. It will be off in a few hours. You see, unlike his late Robyn I occasionally desire a more forceful lover, not often but from time to time. Tim does not know it yet, but that will be his gift to me tonight, the new Master Tim personality I crafted over the last several months in him will be unleashed tonight for the first time, and he will use slave janice all night long!

The End

Accidental Inheritance

by Loraspa6

loraspa6 (a) hotmail.com

Story Codes: F/m, M/f, Chastity, MC, Bondage

After a wonderful and romantic anniversary dinner, Tim presented me with a small wrapped box.

"What is it?"

"Your anniversary present silly, much more then that you will have to discover by opening it."

"I told you I already have my present from you and I would get it later tonight." I gave him a sly smile.

"I know my love, but it did not seem right for me to not get you something really from me. Besides I had it custom made and it was started before you told me not to buy anything."

I unwrapped it and opened the jewelry box it contained. I pulled out a gold necklace with a gold pendant in the shape of a 'female' insignia on an elliptical disk, on the back was etched: 'To Janice from her Tim'. All I could manage to say was it was lovely, I was so surprised he had taken the initiative to have something like this made I was speechless.

"This symbol of Venus represents your power over me, in more ways then one. Turn the circle counter clockwise."

I did as Tim instructed and the ellipse split and opened like a locket. Inside was a familiar shaped indentation and another inscription: 'The key that brought us together'.  I immediately reached into my purse and withdrew my keys. I separated the key to Tim's chastity cage from the ring, and slid it over the peg that was designed to keep it in place in its little hiding spot and closed the pendant with a click.

I looked across the table to see my husband's smile. "This means a lot to me dear, now I will always know where the key to my greatest treasure is. Will you help me put it on?"

Wordlessly he walked around the table and took the ends of the chain from my hands and attached them behind my neck. The pendant perfectly settled in just where my neck met my chest. He whispered in my left ear; "This is another affirmation of my submission to You." Even in the hushed whisper I could here the emphasis in me being the dominant. The thought of my plans for tonight in cold irony to his comment brought an evil smirk to my face.

When we got home I had Tim carry me to the bedroom, as soon as he lowered me to our bed he kneeled alongside of me and he started kissing my legs. "Stand up and strip." I said as I swiveled to a sitting position on the bed. Tim was almost naked by the time I was upright. I opened my necklace and took out the key sliding it into the little lock that unnecessarily was keeping my man faithful. Removing the lock, I proceeded to remove the rest of his plastic prison with a practiced hand, reassembling the pieces to it and placing it on the dresser.

I reached out and stroked his already hardened cock. "Oh Mistress Janice please let me prepare Your pussy for You."

Shit, he was slipping into his slave self already without even being given the command. But I of course had other plans for him tonight. "No Tim you are not to be my slave tonight," he almost looked a little disappointed, "you see your gift to me is for you to 'Be my Master'!"

At the saying of the command Tim had went from a shocked look, to a devious one. "Well my love so this is what you wanted from me tonight"

"Yes"

He slapped me, not hard but enough to startle me. He had never done anything like that as anything more then a light joking touch in all our time together.

"Yes what slave?"

"Yes Master." I quickly reminded myself to try to act and speak as Tim does when he is slave.

"Strip to just your stockings and heels."

I quickly comply, and Tim begins feeling me up. I try to stand still, afraid he may hit me if I move. That is until his finger makes contact with my clit. I spread my legs a little to give him better access and let a moan slip out.

"My you are a horny little slut."

"Yes... Master."

He smiled at me as I caught myself before he could correct me.

"On the bed and remember you chose this fate for yourself."

He soon had me spread eagle with the hospital restraints, and was silently rubbing my clit. I soon had my eyes closed enjoying the sensation. He stopped rubbing and slid a blindfold over my eyes. I felt the tip of his cock on my lips. I kissed it and then felt him applying pressure to slide it further into my mouth. I was in no position to argue and allowed it to pass my teeth. I of course had sucked Tim's cock before but this was a first time in this position and I knew it was not the best I have done. Suddenly Tim pulled out of me and I felt the ball gag going into my mouth.

I panicked, gagged as I was I would no longer be able to use my safe word that would drop Tim out of his Master self if I was in distress. I had never thought he would gag me.

This did not go unnoticed by Tim. He held my head still and kissed me over the gag. "Do not worry janice I will not hurt you... too much." Next I knew I could feel him licking my cunt. I had to laugh at myself, even as Master Tim he had a strong desire to eat pussy.

I was on the verge of cumming when he stopped suddenly. I was desperate to be finished.

"Now now, no orgasm until I say so." I felt him remove my shoes and slip my own pair of ballet heeled ankle boots on me. He laced them on tight as he released my ankles from their bindings. I have only worn these a few times and had regretted ever letting Tim talk me into buying them.

He quickly cuffed my right hand then removing the hospital cuff he moved my arm over next to the left cuffing them together before finally releasing me from the bed.

He picked me up and carried me off, I had used my hands to slip up the blindfold as he took me to a corner. He unlocked my right hand and relocked my wrists behind my back. Giving my ass five hard slaps. That's for trying to remove your blindfold. Next time it will be ten times this." He leaned me back first into the corner and pulled my blindfold back into place. "Now stay here if you know what's good for you."

I grunted my acknowledgement. Soon he was in the closet and opening drawers. He startled me as he gently ran his hand through my hair. "Alright slave I have a few surprises for you, and this will be the first." I felt him slide something between my arms and back, I could feel the laces hanging down my back and knew before he fastened the front closures he was putting me in one of my leather 'Mistress' corsets. After giving it a brief tightening he turned me around so my face was in the corner. Then he proceeded to tighten it tighter then I had worn any of my corsets ever. I was finding it hard to breathe. "Slow deep breaths love," came his gentle voice. Maybe this will be the worst of my ordeal.

"Walk with me to the bed, I'll guide you. You are very turned on slave, I hope you can wait until I am ready before you cum." I hadn't realized before then, but I WAS very excited, more then I expected myself to be.

He had me sit on the bed and proceeded to tie ropes around my knees. I was confused if he was going to tie me so he could fuck me why even take me off the bed in the first place. He grabbed my right foot and lifted it up behind me, looping my leg and ankle before cinching the loop tighter. He repeated it on the left so I was in a frog tie. He kissed my forehead and picked me up, and I was lowered onto a dildo? No not just a dildo, the Sybian! As Tim tied down my knees and ankles to the corners of the bed I thought of the times I tormented him, he would be tied up, sometimes wearing just his cage, and I would make him watch as I rode the Sybian to orgasm, and then forced him to clean me and it up with his tongue, or made him ride it with the dildo in his ass. I soon realized tied as I was, there was no lifting myself off of the saddle, my pussy was impaled on the dildo and my clit was tight to the vibrating surface.

He turned on the vibrations and the dildo rotations slowly. He was already at a quarter power by my guess and I was desperate already. He took off my blindfold "I will be back shortly dear, I need to run some errands. DON'T cum without my permission." With two slight twists to the controls and a kiss he was out of the bedroom door.

Errands! At this time of night, who is he think he is fooling. 'Don't cum' and then he amps up the Sybian, he wants me to cum so he can punish me, I know it! I am not going to give him the pleasure. Then I saw it; the headlights of our car pulling out of the driveway. He WAS leaving. My helplessness sunk in and I became mentally numb, lost in the sensations, the helplessness, I lost all control figuratively and literally, what have I done to my precious submissive husband! I've turned him into an uncaring sadist. The first orgasm ripped through me, leaving me seeing stars. I fought to catch my breath, while the cursed Sybian was building me to another orgasm. I had to hold it back, if I have another orgasm so soon, while so tightly constricted by the corset, I will surely pass out. It barely registered when I saw the headlights return. I was holding on to my orgasm and my consciousness by a shoestring.

I closed my eyes to focus on concentrating holding myself back. When a hand lifted my chin i stared into Master's eyes. "Cum now." I couldn't hold back any longer, this time the stars faded to darkness...

i woke to find myself bound on my knees, knees and ankles spread wide. “Oh good your awake. I was beginning to fear I would have to administer your punishment and let you find out about it when you wake. Or did you think I did not check for your cum before I allowed you your 'last' one."

From my position i could not see Master Tim or what He was about to do. "Now to begin your punishment." i waited to feel His hand come across my ass, instead i was shocked by the feel of cold metal enveloping my crotch. The chastity belt! Now i understood the emphasis on my 'Last' orgasm

I had bought it and used it to torment my slave, he was not allowed out of his own chastity until he could devise a way to release me in a set time. If he failed I was licked until I cummed, and he was kept locked up. To date he has never passed the test, but his desire to eat my pussy makes me think his heart was not into actually doing it.

"Now since you have cum and I have not, do you have a suggestion where I can use my cock." i pointed to my mouth as best i could with my hands tied above my head to the bed. "Good idea, IF I did not think you would be able to use some keyword to replace me with that wimp husband of yours. No I think I will use your ass." Damn and double damn, was i that transparent, or was Master Tim as devious as i can be.

i soon felt the KY being forced into my ass by Master's fingers. i had never allowed ANYBODY to stick more then a few fingers back there, now my newly cruel husband was going to rape my ass. He was gentle with His entry and it was soon almost enjoyable after i was stretched. i had fucked tim's ass several times so i knew He was aware of the feelings and safety issues.

Soon He came in me, but he did not pull out. "That was good love, but I still have two weeks of pent up cum to give you."

i groaned into the gag.

I woke up to the sun shining in my eyes. I remember Tim removing the gag just before he lay down and spooned me.  I am pretty sure my hands and feet were still bound, but now I was free, stiff but free. I opened my eyes and saw Tim kneeling on the floor looking at me and crying. "I'm so sorry Janice, please don't be mad at me."

"Don't be silly, I got just what I asked for. Maybe not what I completely expected, but not unenjoyable. The Sybian was a nice touch. Now get this chastity belt off of me."

"That's what I am sorry about, I can't"

"What! 'Give me the whole truth'!" His eyes shifted letting me know the command had registered. With this command the only thing he could ever lie about was presents and things that were meant to be special events.” Why can you not remove my chastity belt?"

Almost mechanically he responded; "I mailed the keys to my office."

"You what?! Why?!"

"I mailed the keys to my office. Master Tim wanted to punish you and knew he would soon not be the controlling personality and be able to enforce his punishment. He knew I, as normal Tim or as slave, would release you as soon as you ask. So his 'errand' was to run the key to the Post Office's outgoing mailbox where it could not be retrieved. It will go to the regional center then to the local office by my work, and through our internal mail system before reaching me."

The emotional stress broke Tim of the truth mode and he began to cry again. "You must hate me! I didn't want this. I knew it was happening and I could not stop it."

I reached out and took his face in my hands. "Is that why you are so upset, you are afraid I will now be mad at you?"

"Mostly..." he wiped his nose on his arm, "but i am also not happy how i allowed you to be treated by him, you did not deserve such abuse."

"My poor little man, I programmed you to act like this. This is not your fault, I did not understand how... evil your imagination could be, and you have no fault in this but by being a thinker, planner. It was these traits that Master Tim used against me and I failed to plan for, otherwise you behaved essentially as I hoped."

"But I locked away your sex for... for God knows how long until the key gets to me." He stared at my crotch with such deep sorrow.

"Yes in your own way, you are punished as much as I am, you will not be able to have your favorite treat."

I picked up the blindfold and gag he used on me last night, "Put these on." As he did that I prepared his cage, with a fair amount of Bengay instead of lubricant. After it was attached i quickly locked it as he cried into the gag all I could say was "Oops wrong tube, how silly of me." Somehow I doubt he believes me.

Accidental Inheritance

by Loraspa6

loraspa6 (a) hotmail.com

Story Codes: F/m, M/f, Chastity, MC, Bondage

A few weeks had passed since Tim and I's anniversary, and things have fallen into their normal routine, well as normal as a married woman, and her full-time chastity caged, part-time hypno-slave, husband can be.

I had spent a half hour at the gym after work, when I had returned to my locker it was open. I quickly inventoried my belonging, everything was there except my necklace! How was I going to tell Tim the necklace containing the only key to his chastity tube was stolen?

I walked in the door and Tim was standing there holding a cordless phone.

"Janice I was about to call you, I know your necklace was stolen. The thief called and has made demands if we ever want to see the key again."

"She knows about te key?"

"How'd you know it was a woman?"

"It was stolen out of my gym locker, so only a woman would have had access. What are the demands?"

"So far the only one is I am to have you securely bound to a chair in our bedroom when she arrives in fifteen minutes or she will destroy the key." He paused, "I think I know who it is, I recognized the voice. It sounds like Robyn's once close friend Linda."

"That could be how she knows about the key!"

"We don't have much time, I have an idea but no time to explain."

Soon I was cuffed to a dining room chair in the bedroom. "I am suppose to wait for her by the door on my knees, I expect we will be back shortly." He kissed me  and looked in my eyes. "Trust me. I love you."

I heard her enter and practicaly squeel with joy. I promised myself ths bitch will not get away with whatever she has schemed up.

Soon she entered our bedroom with a naked Tim close behind, head hung low. She sat on the end of the bed facing me. I recognized her as an overweight woman I saw around the gym occasionally. She indicated for Tim to kneel on the floor beside her. He did not even look in my direction.

"Hello Janine." she smugly said.

"It is Janice." I growled.

"Whatever. There is going to be some changes around here. You see I recently went through a messy divorce..."

I interupted; "What does this have to do with us."

"Patience. I have needs, needs that have been neglected far too long. As you see I am not exactly a 'fine catch' for men. I decided I needed... regular service to satisfy my needs. Then I remembered dear Robyn's telling me about Tim's situation before she died. So I began looking him up. When I found out he was married I assumed you had found the 'key' to control him. So I began following you around and searching your belongings while you were in the gym. Today I touched your necklace and when I wiped off the fingerprint I accidently opened the hidden compartment, and low and behold I found what could only be Robyn's key. So now that I have the key your husband is now my hypnotized slave.

"You can't have him, he is my husband!" I yelled.

"Oh and you can have him as your husband, I do not want an emotional relationship, I just need a live dick between my legs." She rubbed his head before continuing. "Now here is how it will work. I will be the only one to use his cock, when I am not using him his little man will be locked up. You can have the rest of him any other time you want. You will be bound by him prior to my arrival. I have instructed him that I will replace in his memories you or any other woman he has been with while I am with him. He will immediately forget about you and will not know you even exist in the same room once you are bound, and will not until a half hour after I have left."

"Tim release me now!" I yelled, but Tim didn't even flinch. "Tim? Please!"

"You don't get it do you? He does not even know you exist. Do you my pet?"

"Know who exists Mistress?"

"Nevermind slave I think it is time you undress me and make your Mistress happy"

They stood and he stripped her one piece of clothing at a time.

"Come Mistress I shall prepare you for your worshipping." Tim led her to our bed, and as she lay on the bed Tim attached a hospital restraint to her arm."

"What are you doing?"

Tim straightened up with a stunned look on his face. "Preparing you to be worshipped as usual Mistress."

"What do you mean?"

"We always begin by me tying you spread-eagle on the bed and I lick at your pussy-alter until you demand I release you for you to take my cock. Does Mistress want something different today?"

"Hmm, no that does sound good. Continue."

Soon Linda was fully secured to the bed and Tim looked down at her. "So is 'my' Mistress ready with he newest 'magic words'?"

"Ohh yes lick my pussy slave."

"No those are not the words I need to hear now."

"What? What words do I need now?"

And it was then that my mind caught up to reality and what was said sunk in. "Be my Master!" I yelled.

Tim's hand came down across her face before she understood what had transpired.

He took my necklace from her neck walked over to me and placed it on my neck before untying me. "I believe this belongs to you my dear. I guess tonight we will both be the Masters with a new toy to play with."

"Release me slave I command you." She spat out.

I walked over and sat next to her on the bed. "You don't get it do you?" I said mimicing her earlier comment.

Tim smiled evilly at her "I was never your slave, your words were just words, not commands."

"But how? I had Robyn's Key, she told me if I got the key he would be my slave!"

"Well she neglected to tell you that it was a first come, first serve deal." I smiled, "I found the key first, it alone did nothing but unlock his cock, you needed the transfer command, which Tim unknowingly had with him, and the key to make him your slave. After that the key just opened a lock. Now you need to be punished for attempting to steal my most precious properties"

Master Tim got this big smile on his face, "And I know what just to do, Janice keep our guest occupied." He left the room quickly.

"What's he going to do?" She looked scared.

"No clue, his master persona is... a little unpredictable. The first time I activated it he tormented me for hours, and finished it by locking me in a chastity belt, but only after he mailed the keys to unlock it from a post office to go to his work."

"No he can't do that to me, please don't let him!"

"I doubt my belt would fit you. Nor would he want to 'give' it away as it is expensive to replace."

"So how are you girls. Are you ready for your punishment Linda?"

I looked over and Tim had this contraption in his hands that looked like a cross between a portable walkman and ski goggles. "What's that thing?" Linda strained to see what he had.

He walked up And started to place it over Linda's head. "Just a little something Robyn and I put together awhile back."

He pressed a button on the device and turned to me. "Get this cage off of me and put that mouth to good use rather then asking questions. I've given you some leeway because of this," He pointed over his shoulder at our bed, "but your Master's cock needs attention."

Well I let the genie out of the bottle, so I better go along with it until he is ready to release her. I dropped to my knees and did as ordered.

We were sitting there, my head in Tim's lap, as he repeatedly ran his hand through my hair. "Master may I ask a question?"

"What is it Janice?"

"What did you place on her head? She has been quiet for quite a while."

"Oh that is the device we, Robyn and I, build to hypnotize and initially program me until we got me to a point where my mind was programmable as it is now with post hypnotic commands. It uses a combination of audio and visual stimuli to overwhelm and program the mind."

"You're hypnotizing her? Are you planning on keeping her?" As Master Tim I hoped he did not get this idea because I was not going to allow that.

"No, no, no. I am a one woman man, I will be releasing her shortly after it is done, as soon as I reveal what has been done to her."

"Which is?"

"Patience little one, Your Master's cruelty will soon be known. Ahhh it is done now."

Tim began removing the headgear, as she started to come around and fight her bonds. Tim gave her a stern warning about her behavior and released her limbs from our bed, and then manhandled her to the floor at my feet. He sat down next to me.

"Now Linda here is the deal, if you want my cock in you, you must beg Janice to be allowed to have it, AND lick her to an orgasm first if she allows."

We both looked at him shocked.

"Or you could just come over here and jump on my cock."

She went to stand, but instead came to her knees looking at me.

"From now on if you want a cock in your cunt, you will have to lick a cunt to orgasm before your body will allow you to take a cock."

"No please, don't do this to me." She pleaded. She saw he was not going to change his mind. "Janice please let me lick you, and use Tim's cock, please I need it."

I caught Tim's slight shake of his head, "Never. Now get your clothes and get out of our house."

Tim stood on the front porch as she left. "Oh Linda, one more thing, if you ever purposely approach Janice, myself, or any of our property again, or even try to talk to someone about what happend here today, you will uncontrollably begin to masturbate until we dismiss you to leave. No matter where we are, even in public."

She gave him a startled look, then practically ran to her car.

"Was all that true Tim?" He glared at me,and I realized my mistake as I saw his hand start to raise "Be my husband."

I braced myself for the sting as the hand came to rest softly on the side of my face. "Thank you my Love, I have had enough of being cruel for today, even if she does deserve it all." He smiled and continued "And yes that was mostly all true. The need to lick pussy will stop in three weeks, but it will likely be some time before she tempts fate and tests it."

"And the part about coming near us?"

"Completely true."

"Wow! You must teach me about this little device of yours. I have some ideas..."

"Why? You already have complete control of my mind with a few words."

"Oh, not for you dear!"

Accidental Inheritance

by LorasPa6

loraspa6 (a) hotmail.com

Story Codes: F/m, M/f, Chastity, MC, Bondage

I gave him the best pleading puppy dog eye I could. "Please Tim. That bitch has disrespected me one time too many!"

"No Janice, please just stop it. I will not allow you to use the programmer on unwilling people."

I pouted a little. "You used it on Linda!"

"No. I did not do that, Master Tim did. You know full well by now that the Master Tim personality you created in me does not have the morals I do. He enjoys fucking with peoples minds"

"Tim, the people I want to use it on deserve to have the minds screwed with."

He looked at me with a deep sadness in his eyes. "Janice my love, I cannot do it. Robyn and I built it only to be used consensually. I live with the pain that I, as Master Tim, did make permanent changes to Linda with the programmer. I cannot willingly do it again."

'Willingly' interesting... maybe I could... yes of course! "My slave boy! Come here slave."

Slave tim looked up at me lovingly from the floor. "Yes Mistress, what would You like of this slave?"

"Teach me how to use the programmer device."

"I’m sorry Mistress Janice, i can't do that."

I slapped him hard, so hard he tumbled to the floor. "Timothy Alexander Hilliard! You dare to deny your Mistress!"

Tim climbed to his knees again and looked up at me with tears. "Never Mistress Janice! i cannot teach You what i do not know. As slave i do not have that knowledge. Mistress Robyn forbade me from retaining that information; it is the one thing that i will not even take post hypnotic suggestions on either. We were afraid that if someone discovered it they would force Her to make me use it on others as her slave."

I sit in the chair and kick off my high heels. "Worship my feet." Tim begins to lovingly kiss my feet through my pantyhose.

So slave tim can't teach me, and normal Tim won't. Maybe I can convince the Master Tim personality to teach me. He has been too sneaky the last several times I unleashed him. Making sure I cannot restrain him back into normal Tim. And usually leaving me fully restrained and desperate to cum when he goes to sleep. Then when he wakes up as normal Tim he releases me and begs for forgiveness. After the last time I added a time release option to Master Tim so he cannot control me longer then I feel safe.

Maybe, just maybe, I can convince Master Tim to teach me. Let's start him out in a happy mood. "Tim go upstairs and strip, wait for me kneeling on the bed."

"Yes Mistress, i wait to please Your love canal."

I enter the room and he is positioned as instructed. He licks his lips in anticipation. The hunger evident in his eyes. Well the slave will be disappointed tonight. I undress, my lovely necklace the last thing I remove. Opening its secret compartment I withdrawal the key hidden in it. I walk to my slave-husband. He sees my key and leans back exposing his chastity tube for me to unlock it.

With his penis free I kneel down before him. "Sit on the side of the bed."

He settles into the new position and smiles at me. "Mistress Janice what are you doing?"

"One Hour, Be my Master." I immediately take his cock in my mouth before he has fully become Master.

"Well, well! You think you can bribe me into revealing the info you want?"

I stop and look up at those hard but caring eyes. "No Master I just hope to convince you to teach me, by making it beneficial to you also."

"And how is that girl?"

I hate it when he calls me that! "By making the women I use it on into your pets."

"Even as Master I only want you my girl."

"But what if you had a bevy of slaves to care for both of us; you do not need them for sex if you do not want."

He gave me an evil smile. "That may be nice. Come"

We went to the computer room and he showed me how to access the program and send the data to the device. It was relatively easy and if I had known where to find the program I could have figured it out myself. He had me sit in the chair and had me write a program, but we did not download it to the device. "One more thing you should always do to an unwilling subject"

"What is that Master?"

"Restrain her." I felt him grab my arms and cuffed my hands behind the seat.

I tried to stand but the cuffs were secured to the base of the chair. Where did he get the cuffs from? I saw the programming device come over my face and the pressure of the headphones on my ears. I need to say the release command but the colors are so pretty, the sounds so relaxing...

---

God what has she done! I rushed home as fast as I could, Master Tim had driven as far as he possibly could before the hour was up and I was once again the controlling personality. I had vague memories of what he had written into the device and it scared me what I remembered. I had to get home before the command sequence that made the changes permanent to Janice were ran into her.

I pulled into our driveway and sprinted through the house. There she was just where he, or I left her. I pulled the headset from her head. I could still hear the audio signals from the headset as I pulled it away. Good!

"Janice! Janice honey, talk to me."

"Master? Why are you so worried? Does you want little slave janny to suck your massive cock? I will make you happy."

I removed her cuffs "Janice, I'm not your master, you're my Mistress"

"Oh no! That's not right." She pouted, and then a smile spread on her face. "That's alright I know what to do! Be my..."

"Stop! Suck my cock after all." She dropped to her knees and happily took my member in her mouth and made it stiffen. Moaning in ecstasy as she did.

I brought up the program that Master Tim wrote. That Bastard! If I ever showed any signs of submissiveness she was programmed to say 'Be my master' and bring him out. I continued reading the program, each command making me more sick to my stomach. His intent was to make Janice the perfect little submissive wife with no will of her own, and too dumb to care. He was taken away both of our lives.

"Master why are You not hard anymore? I know i did not eat Your wonderful spermies yet." She looked up at my with a sad look.

"Sorry slut, I am distracted give me a few minutes." She beamed at the term slut, just as she had been programmed to. "Just continue when I am less focused it will be more to your liking."

"Yes Master!" She dove back into my crotch.

And I dove into writing a new program for Janice to hopefully return her to normal.

A short while later I was ready. I slipped the device back on her head as she continued to bob her head up and down on my cock.

"I'm sorry Janice for what he did and what I am about to do to you to fix it." She looked up at me despite the fact that the device blocked her vision. I flipped the switch and said a prayer. Soon she was still between my legs. I pulled my cock from her mouth, but left her kneeling there as I began to write the next program.

---

"Ohhhh! I have such a headache baby."

I got no response. I open my eyes and look around the room, Tim is nowhere to be seen, but there is a paper on his pillow.

   Janice my Love, I am in the computer room. I do not know what you

   will remember of today, but I am trying to put things right, and ensuring

   it cannot happen like this again.

   I Love You!

   Tim

I walk across the hall, and see Tim slumped and cuffed in the chair with the programmer on his head. I rush to him and take it off of his head. "Tim?" There is a large puddle of drool on his shirt. "So help me if you fried your brain, I will kill you!"

I heard a whisper from him; "I love you too." And then he coughed to clear his throat. "How are you feeling?"

"Like a bomb went off in my head, what happened? I get the key for the handcuffs from the desk and start to release Tim.

"How much do you remember?"

"I remember you, err Master Tim, cuffing me, then I sort of remember going down on you and feeling very... uhhh belittled, but I loved it for some reason." I shook my head trying to remember. "You woke me at some point and asked me a bunch of questions and said something about  'mit peels'. Why does my head hurt so much?"

"From having that used on twice in only a few hours." He said pointed at the programmer device. "Master Tim used it on you to make you a dumb submissive bimbo and to make you call him out whenever the real me surfaced. But I stopped it before it made it completely permanent."

"Completely?"

"I couldn't remove it from you, but I sectioned it off so I must activate the change by command. Which I'm sure Master will do next time you unleash him."

"That will not be anytime soon. What did you do to yourself that left you a drooling mess?"

He smiled at me "Well the drooling part is because the more susceptible you are to the programming the longer it is to come up when the program completes, because you are so deep. I altered Master, He was too dangerous as he was. He will now be more controlled by my morals. He shouldn't try to upset the overall nature of our marriage again when he is released. In theory he will not scheme more then a few hours ahead, and never about taking over complete control ever again. This should also prevent you from being locked up for days again, like the first time you released him."

"You should have let me do the programming for you."

"No Janice, this was my mess by even keeping this around." He picked up the device and smashed it into the desk.

"Why?"

"It's too dangerous. Unless you want to be a mindless fuck bunny again."

"But you said you made Master less dangerous."

"I cannot, will not, take that chance with your life again. I have to live with the fact that I used this device three times on unwilling victims, in one month’s time, including you twice. If someone else found out about that headset and forced us to reveal how it works, it could be disastrous." He looked at me with a look of fear that chilled me to the bone. "I almost lost the real you, I won't be able to live with myself if something severe happens to you because of that!" He punctuated that with a hand gesture to the debris on the desk.

"Tim, I just..."

He pulled me into his embrace "Janice please. You know you can normally convince me to do anything. But I must stand my ground on this. If you never have, or never will again, respect my choices on anything, please respect it on this."

I place a finger under his chin and make him look up at me. "Tim, I see how strongly this weighs on you. I have never seen you this deeply upset. I know now the dangers this device poses in the wrong hands and it appears Master Tim was definitely the wrong hands. I should always trust your opinion and should not have pushed you about this. I made a terrible mistake, forgive me."

He smiled. "Thank you, but there is enough fault to go round." He got this mischievous look in his eye. "But I think you still need to understand what you almost were, 'My little slave slut'!"

Suddenly I felt... not the same. I feel more... I can't explain this feeling.

"Janice go get in bed, play with your pussy until I get there. But no cumming or you will be punished."

I smile down at my Master, his smile seems only half... oh what is it, halfhearted! I am such a smart slut! "Yes Master, please hurry though i will need Your cock in my pussy very soon."

I turn and leave, part of me deep inside is trying to tell me that i am not good, i am wrong in my head. But how can feeling this happy and pleasing my Master be wrong. I lay on the bed and begin teasing my little clit while rubbing my breasts. I hope Master hurries or i may earn his anger!

---

Janice leaves the room, and I remove the box from under the desk. I take a final look in it. The real headset and a USB flash drive are in it. The flash drive contains the software in a highly encrypted compression file. I close the lid and snap the lock shut. The key is already duct-taped to the far side of a rafter in the small attic crawl space, and I take the box and hide it in the shed where I hope to never need to find it again. My own self-modifications will prevent me from ever revealing the existence of this device to anyone ever again, my wife included, and that Master Tim will never use the device again. With the real device hidden away I clean up the remnants of the non functioning prototype and make sure there is no trace of the program remaining on the computer.

Janice moans in ecstasy in the next room. I smile to myself; she is going to regret that. I will have to remind her when I return her to normal that I was more forgiving then Master Tim would have been.

End

Accidental Inheritance 5

by LorasPa6

loraspa6 (a) hotmail.com

Story Codes: F/m, Chastity, MC

"Three more weeks? Janice it's already been two months!" I knew Tim would not take the news well.

I had been sent on assignment to Los Angeles to oversee the set up a new distribution facility for my company.

'Why me?' You ask, I wish I knew. I am not qualified in any of this. It seems I am just a liaison between the contractor and the office so some VP can keep his wife's social schedule. "I'm sorry dear, but there have been complications with the local electrical union over their contract and its holding up everything else."

"What am I suppose to do? I feel lost without you and I need some sexual release. I fear some of the women at work have picked up on my desperation."

"Tim, you are just imagining it."

"No baby, they can smell a vulnerable man, and my submissive self has started bleeding through in my day-to-day. They were like this when Robyn was sick. They backed off after she died and my submissive self was locked away by her so I could survive. Now they are doing it again. There have been a couple who have been getting a little too close since we got together, and the last few weeks they are flashing some chest and leg at me, they are temptresses and I don't know if I have the willpower to keep them away for much longer. If one of them overwhelmed me at a submissive moment..."

"They could do nothing, your cock is nice and secure in its cage."

"But they could discover the cage and embarrass me publicly, or make me orally please them on demand to keep our secret. i need to serve You, my Mistress, soon or i may lose my resistance to others."

I could see the despair in his eyes; he truly feared he would fail me. I could tell his slave-self was already bleeding into our conversation, he was speaking 'I's and me's' just below his normal voice tone and the 'You's' slightly louder as he does as slave tim.

Paradoxically his submissive side is his most powerful personality and could seem to override or coexist with his normal personality when he was upset or aroused.

I sighed, he was correct he has been deprived for almost two months already with no way to please himself. At least when his late wife Robyn was in bad shape she had given him a post-hypnotic instruction to masturbate while entranced in the shower every two to three days as needed. I had not even given him that.

"Be my slave, strip."

I could hear the relief in his voice when he smiled and said "Yes Mistress!"

While I had not left Tim with instructions to masturbate, I had a contingency plan if he got the need. I hiked my skirt around my waist and pulled off my panties. "Lick me!"

He pantomimed eating my pussy as I rubbed my clit with my thumb and pushed my index and middle finger into my moistening slit. In his mind it was as if he truly was tasting my nectar. His expression became increasingly pained. "Does my slave need to cum?"

"Mistress You are cruel to this slave. You know he cannot cum while You have Your key so far away."

"Do you doubt me slave?" I took out my key from its place in my necklace and reached for my laptop's webcam. "Hold out your hand."

He looked shocked unable to understand what he was seeing. My hand reaching through our home computer's screen holding the key to his cage out to him.

He reached out and I laid the key in his hand.

Tim looked at the key in awe as I pulled my arm back from my laptop. "But... how?"

"I am your Mistress, your Goddess, I can make the impossible possible."

He just stared at the key is utter disbelief. I commanded him; "Unlock yourself."

He pressed the key into the lock, twisted and it popped open. "It's real!" He practically squealed as he disassembled his little friend's prison.

I returned to my self-ministrations. "Slave, your hand is now my pussy when you see me cum, you will cum in my pussy."

He moaned as he began masturbating. He was so happy to be in 'my pussy', it made me excited to see him in such joy.

As I have had been relatively deprived myself, occasionally turning to my trusty vibrator these last seven and a half weeks. I always felt guilty afterwards knowing Tim was suffering in chastity alone, it had been a few weeks since I indulged myself last. As such I had my orgasm relatively quickly. Tim looked like he was ready to turn inside out by the time we both released.

He collapsed in the desk chair. "Thank you Mistress, this slave needed You soooo much."

"You are welcome Tim; now give me back my key." I reached for the monitor and he placed the key back in my hand. I made a show of returning the key to my locket.

"Leave your cage off until morning, if you have the urge to masturbate before then do so without guilt.  I love you." I blew him a kiss.

"i love You too." And he returned the blown kiss and I disconnected from Skype.

After the incident last year with Linda stealing my necklace and key, I decided just having the one original key to the lock was just inviting trouble. If it got really lost or stolen we would have to cut Tim free. So the following week I tried to get copies made at the local Home Depot, but they had no blanks to match it. I decided on the next best thing and bought a new Master Lock set that was identical to the original lock, and the set came with two locks and four keys. That night I replaced the lock, and exchanged the key in my necklace. Then I gave a key to Tim while he was entranced and instructing him to always have it on him when he left the house alone, but to only consciously remember it in emergencies. The remaining lock, keys, and the original set were then put in my fire safe in the closet. Upon my modified commands I gave him at the start of my trip, he ignored the spare key I placed under the monitor and when I gave him the order to hold out his hand, he picked it up and had it in his hand already while he believed I had passed mine through the computer. And the reverse occurred when I ordered him to return the key to me.

It was such a thrill knowing he had the way to free himself the whole time. I have wondered since if Robyn would have had the same feelings despite her condition when she programmed Tim to carry his key and the USB flash drive with her final wishes for his care.

Time for me to go and hit the exercise room.

All through my workout something bothered me, I was forgetting something. When I returned to my room I showered and tried to watch TV, but something was still off. I went to the desk and reviewed the work requests and other documents I had received that day, thinking maybe something in there was the source of my butterflies. When that came up empty, I decided I would sleep on it.

About half past Midnight I woke with a start. TIM!

I scrambled across the room to my cell phone, just in case I was wrong. I speed dialed the house. He may get upset that I am waking him up at 3:30 in the morning on a work day, but I am sure he will laugh at the reason.

"Huwoo?"

"Tim did I wake you up?"

"Wo Mistuss." That confirmed it, I'm an idiot!

"Tim what is in your mouth?"

"Or ussy. Need oo ake ou um." Oh boy, I am a big idiot!

"Tim your hand is no longer my pussy, take it away from your mouth. Did you try to fuck my pussy again?"

"Yes Mistress, i wanted to cum again, but i had to wait for You to cum, and Your pussy would not cum, i tried to please it. But You would not cum! i have tried all night." He sobbed. "i must be a bad slave that Mistress will not cum!"

"Ohh Timmy, I'm sorry! Be my husband."

A moment later he broke his silence "Janice! You got me stuck in a programming loop! I couldn't cum without you, and I couldn't stop myself!"

"I know that now baby, I'm sorry, I was not thinking straight after earlier. How long have you been like that?"

"I don't know, since you disconnected from Skype."

"Oh God honey, that was over 5 hours ago!"

"That would explain why I'm so exhausted. I am going to be beat tomorrow at work. Ow!"

"What is it?

"My cock and hand are red and raw from beating it so long."

"Oh Tim, baby will you please forgive me." I knew his answer right away, he was after all programmed with this reaction longer then I had even known him he would indeed forgive me as soon as he spoke the words.

"Of course my love, as long as you promise not to do it again. You will make it up to me later?"

I was not expecting that last part, but he did deserve it. "I promise!"

"Good, I am going to bed. But I do want to ask you one question first; how did you unlock me from LA? That has been bugging my rational mind all night!"

"Timmy's Tuning Time! You will dismiss all concerns of how I passed you the key to your cock cage now and whenever the thought comes to you. You will just assume it is natural that I can do that for you. You will go to bed when we hang up, and forget about thinking about it when you go to sleep. Timmy has been tuned up. I will let you out again in a few days and leave you free to do whatever you wish the rest of that night. Use some antibiotic ointment to your cock in the meantime, a q-tip to apply it again after you have placed your cage back on in the morning.  Anything else dear?"

He yawned. "No baby, thank you for saving me from the loop, even though you created it. I love you anyway!"

"Good night, I will be more careful next time. I love you."

He hung up and I could see him in my imagination jerking for all he was worth and unable to get release, turning to licking his hand to get me off. "OK now where did I put that vibrator?"

End

Accidental Inheritance 5

by LorasPa6

loraspa6 (a) hotmail.com

Story Codes: F/m, Chastity, MC

I was finally back from Los Angeles after three months away and I stood there at the airport for a half hour waiting for my husband Tim to pick me up. I tried his cell phone and the home phone and did not get an answer at either. Finally I called a friend to come get me and take me home.

"Thanks again for getting me Liv; Tim said last night he'd be there."

"Could he have gone to the wrong airport or got the time wrong? He'd be there for you come hell or high water."

"I know that, that's why I'm concerned. I called again just before you picked me up, just got his voice mail. He said he was working on a surprise for my homecoming."

Liv gave me a sly smile. "Maybe he's waiting for you in bed?"

"Get your mind out of the gutter! He said it was something ordinary."

"Pardon me for thinking Miss Hypno-Mistress's bondage boy might get kinky." We both laughed, then Liv turned serious. "You don't think that psycho bitch that stole your locket came back do you?"

"Not likely, risk would be too great for her."

"Well we will find out soon enough."

When we pulled in both cars were in the driveway. The door was not locked and we walked right in. Upon Liv closing the door a dog started barking from upstairs. "When did you get a dog?"

"We didn't, at least not when I left we didn't."

There was no sign of a dog being in the house downstairs. When we climbed the stairs I slowly opened our bedroom door. I closed it again as the growling beast charged the door barking and scratching at the inch thick hollow wood door.

"Was that..."

"Yeah, that was Tim."

-----

I heard the wall below open. Finally Mommy was home! I had been trapped in her den all through the dark time and most of the light. She has not been here and I needed to go out very much. I ended up relieving myself on the indoor grass. Mommy would be unhappy but I tried to not go, especially since she changed her den since she last let me in it. I barked so she would come looking for me.

When the wall opened it took me a few wags of my tail to realize it was not Mommy at the moving wall. Intruders! I barked and chased them from Mommy's den. Somewhere deep in me I felt joy when I saw the one with red head fur. I did not understand this. As I tried to scare them away I could hear them talking like Mommy on the far side of the moving wall. I heard them say part of my name.

I began pacing the den when something caught my eye. On the stone next to Mommy's sleeping area was a pair of flat leaves standing on end. One had Mommy's face on it; the other was the face of the red furred one that was on the far side of the wall.

This red furred one must be one of Mommy's pack! I hoped Mommy would not be mad I chased one of the pack. I cautiously approached the moving wall. Scratching it and whimpering to show I meant no harm.

When the red furred one opened the wall again and placed her high paw out to me, the black haired one hollered part of the Mommy-word that tells me I am not good. But when she didn't finish I sniffed the offered paw. Deep in me something recognized 'red fur' and wanted to be near her, so I offered the top of my head for her paw to rub to show her I accepted her.

She talked to me in Mommy-words; she said part of my name, but the others I did not understand.

All the while the thing deep in me howled like it was the dark time that was lightened by the big white spot in the sky.

The two strangers talked for a while and I heard them say my full name. That made me happy and I wagged my tail very hard. After a while red hair went to take Mommy's gift from my neck. I growled at her to tell her Mommy could only touch it and she stopped.

She looked at me with salivating eyes. I remembered Mommy doing that the last time I saw her. She was slow and not playful that time. I tried to get her playful, but all she did was salivate, and it hurt me to see it for some reason, so I stopped and laid with Mommy.

Now red fur was doing it and I had the same feeling. I lay at her lower paws and I felt her touch my head. I wagged my tail to tell her she was forgiven.

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"Why is he acting like a dog? Did you accidently trigger him last night?"

"No, he doesn't have any triggers that make him a dog that I know of."

"Maybe we should check."

"Go on the computer, should be a text file in the Documents folder called 'Commands', it was Robyn's original that I have kept updated in case I have a blonde moment."

Tim started scratching at the door again, but only whimpering, no growls. I slowly opened the door, almost as slowly I put my hand out like you would do for a dog to sniff you.

"No! Janice are you nuts? He could bite you!"

"I have to try to reach out to him bring him back." He sniffed my hand and nudged his head under it. "Oh Timmy what has happened to you? I'm going to try some of the commands that would normally bring him back. My slave boy! Be my husband! Timmy's tuning time! Statue Slave!" He didn't react to a one of them. Dare I risk making Master come out with Liv here? I doubted it would work but at the very least If Master Tim came out his time limit would be in effect. "Liv if this next command works you need to run, I can't guarantee your safety, and I won't have long to keep him back before I am helpless to resist him."

"What?"

"Just if he starts to stand, get out. Don't worry about me, I will be fine and hopefully everything will be normal in a few hours."

"Okay whatever."

"Be my Master!" I watched for the shift to the overconfident sadistic personality, but again nothing happened.

"Anti-climactic."

"I am sort of glad that one didn't work. I was not in the mood to be bimbofied."

"Huh?"

"Long story, any luck?

"No, you were right nothing in here about a dog command. I've started searching all documents for the words 'dog', 'collar', 'canine' or 'puppy'. Hey it found a journal file that has some matches."

"Jan listen to this; 'I've decided to do a little puppy play with Tim. I created a puppy mindset that does not understand anything but basic commands you give a dog like sit and stay. I have named him Puppy-Tim. Real Tim has no recollection of his time as Puppy at this time. We will see if this changes as I use the command more.' So there is a command!"

"Why didn't she put it in the list then damn it!"

"Wait there's more dated a few months later; 'I have removed the puppy command and replaced it with a visual trigger. Whenever he sees the dog collar I bought for Puppy-Tim he will put it on and become his dog self. He still says he has no memories as the dog, he remembers finding the collar each time but nothing else until he wakes up as Tim. I have established a fifteen minutes window after I remove the collar before he returns to normal, giving me time to hide it from his view.' Take the collar off of him."

"Already on..." Tim started growling at me as soon as I reached for it. "Oh come on Tim!" I just burst out in tears all I wanted was to be in my husband's arm and the only thing between me and him was this collar! He lay on the floor shaking his ass and looking up at me. "Liv we have to overpower him."

"How?"

"He's got the mind of a dog, we can outsmart him. Walk past him, I'll keep him distracted. Then you get on top of him while I'll hold his head down."

"Alright let's try it."

After a brief struggle Liv came up with the collar and Tim settled down to an almost catatonic state.

"Put it in your pocket, take it home and throw it out in your trash!"

"Will do, hey I found one more entry about this collar, do you want to hear it?"

"Might as well, Maybe it will tell where it was stashed."

"Ok here it is; 'I was completely off guard when Tim found the puppy collar today. He slipped it on before I could stop him. I had forgotten it was in that drawer when I asked Tim to open it for me. As soon as the transformation took place he was all over me. In my weakened condition I really was unable to fend him off. He playfully took my air hose leaving me struggling to breathe. He had no idea what he did and when I managed to get him to stop, I immediately took the collar from him and hid it under my pillow. I was so afraid I was going to slowly suffocate to death leaving Tim locked as a dog until someone removes his collar. I cried, not the smart thing to do but he saw it and calmed down. I will talk to him tomorrow about wiping all his commands and leaving his cock cage off permanently, I really can't enjoy it any longer and I don't want him hurt because I did something that I would be unable to undo later. In the meantime I had Tim pull the drawer of my nightstand out as far as it could come without coming out completely. I told him to close his eyes and not remember we did this as I threw the collar behind the drawer where he will not likely find it again.' So sad, he almost killed her because of the collar."

"I bet he doesn't even know, he would feel so guilty about that, and she wouldn't want to burden him with that memory. He should wake up soon, close the files. You can go if you want."

"No, I'll stay for a bit. Um, you probably have a mess to clean up in the bedroom, his crotch looks wet."

"Well he's been like this nearly a day, if I'm lucky it is only one mess."

Tim groaned and opened his eyes. "Hey gorgeous, what... wait oh no! The dog collar was in the old nightstand! I thought Robyn threw that out after I found it the last time. I can't believe it happened again!"

"You don't remember any of it?"

"Liv?"

"Hey I had to get home somehow; you were not coming to get me anytime soon. What do you mean 'old' nightstand?"

"I bought a new bedroom set and set it up. I hope the puppy didn't ruin it."

We walked over to the bedroom and Tim had picked a beautiful set out, the only parts of the old set left were the nightstands that he had been emptying into the new ones. "I had plans to take you out for a romantic dinner before brining you home to reveal it. When I moved your old nightstand after the drawers were empty I heard something rattling around in it and investigated. I tried resisting the collar's pull, but I was helpless as I watched it come to my neck. I'm sorry baby I let you down."

"You couldn't stop yourself, and you won't have to worry about it any longer, any other things like that we need to worry about?"

"None that I can rec... I just stepped in a wet..." Tim's face turned a bright red, and he felt his crotch. "Oh this is so embarrassing, he's supposed to be housebroken."

Liv and I laughed so hard we could hardly breathe.

"Tell me the whole truth. Are there any other visual trigger items that you respond to?"

His look glazed over "No..." He closed his eyes and took long slow breathes, he was taking himself deeper to look into his subconscious. "I allowed Mistress Robyn to remove all of them, but the collar she could not, she tried several times but was unable to remove it. She believed that since that personality was cordoned off from both my conscious and subconscious minds and did not understand English she could not penetrate it."

"Truth was told. Grab a towel to dry that up, you can shampoo the rug tomorrow."

"I was going to do it today." He frowned as he looked at the wet spot with his now wet socks in his hand.

"Get cleaned up, I'm hungry and I bet you are too. Liv, do you care to join us at the diner? Tim's treat."

"Sure."

Throughout dinner Tim could not keep his hands off of me, running over my leg and slipping into my crotch. If I had been in a skirt he likely would have taken those fingers all the way in. Fortunately we were in a booth to the side and could not be seen by the other patrons. Finally I reached under the table myself and came up holding his hand, our fingers interlocked. I kept our hands on top the table and Liv just smiled at us and Tim blushed.

Once home Tim brought my luggage up to the bedroom. "I don't remember you leaving with this many bags."

"Hey I was there for three months; I needed a few new outfits." He gave me 'yeah right' look as I sorted the bags' contents.

I went for a shower, and left Tim to turn down the bed. After drying my hair I slipped into one of my new outfits. I slid on the emerald green silk nightie that almost perfectly matched my eyes, followed by a pair of black stockings. Finishing the look with a ponytail ribbon of the same emerald hue.

When I returned from the en suite I discovered I was not the only one making preparations. Tim had tied himself into a 'Y' position, hands to either side of the headboard and feet together and tied to the foot board.  His cock cage was the only thing else adorning his body

His eyes got huge when he saw me.

"You approve?" I gave him a few sensual poses

"God Jan, you look like an Irish Aphrodite."

"Shame you can't take advantage of it." I climbed on the bed next to him and pressed in close. Our lips met and tongues danced.

"I was planning to offer myself as a sacrifice to you."

I straddled him and unbuckled the cuffs. "Not tonight. I need to feel your hands, tonight I want you to make passionate love to me. You have suffered much for my trip, and your only concern for self was that you would lose your resistance, that deserves a reward.

When he was fully free he turned me over and spread my legs, I closed my eyes and waited to feel his rod enter my sheath. Instead I got his lips and tongue massaging me, his hands wandered northward until they found my breasts. I was about to complain that I wanted his cock when he broke off and in one smooth action, brought himself up and kissed me again. I tasted my own juices on him.

"I know what you want, but you need to do something for me first." He said as he knelt above me.

I looked deeply into his eyes. "Anything."

He pointed down "Umm unlock him so he can fill your need."

I laughed. "That would help."

He wasted no time once freed, it reminded me of our first time together, the wonderful day that I had found the greatest treasure in the world; the orphaned hypnotized slave who would become my husband.

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