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The attached work of fiction is intended to be entertainment for
adults in locations in which it is legal. If it is illegal in your
location, DO NOT read. This is a copyrighted work. Reposting or any
other use strictly prohibited without the express, written permission
of the copyright holder, except may by posted as part of a review or
posted to free-access, noncommercial archive sights.
Copyright 1998 by E. Z. Riter.
Email address: ezriter@hotmail.com
This is a mind control, multi person romance with a planned thirty
plus chapters.
Please! Give me your comments.
MY INHERITANCE
Chapter 13
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. . . .
Please! Give me your comments.
Email address: ezriter@hotmail.com
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