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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. . . .

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