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A Controlled Life
Chapter Eight
Tom finally got out of bed since he was not able to fall back asleep due to
the turmoil surrounding his mind. After getting up and throwing his sheets
into the wash, he took a quick shower. As he lathered himself up with soap
he was aware of how much more sensitive his skin appeared now that it was
hairless. He couldn't tell if it was a true feeling, or just his mind
playing tricks on him. However, once he began to towel off, he was pretty
sure that his skin was indeed more sensitive than it normally was.
Tom then pulled on a pair of briefs, and as he did so was taken aback at
how feminine his now hairless legs looked. If he had seen them underneath a
skirt on a woman he would have found them to be very sexy indeed. However,
on himself he just found them to be disconcerting.
After brushing his teeth, combing his hair and slathering on some
deodorant; Tom ventured out into his kitchen to grab something to eat
before turning his attention back to his computer. Tom then turned on his
television and put it to his favorite news channel and then with great
trepidation sat back down in front of his computer and began the FOW
Devotional task once again.
Even though he hadn't got much sleep, Tom was better rested than he was
during his first attempt the night before. This was to Tom's benefit as
when he finally generated the report it showed that he had submitted two
hundred and fifteen total lines and only thirteen faulty ones. Tom actually
felt a sense of pride begin to swell within him as he thought about how
pleased Princess Dee would be at his improvement. "Wait!" Tom suddenly
thought, "why on earth would it matter to me if she is pleased or not? This
bitch is blackmailing me! What is wrong with me?"
Tom continued to ponder why the quandary he was in continued to give him
conflicting emotions and feelings. How could he find any of this exciting,
and why would he want to please Princess Dee? Was he submissive? Does
Princess Dee just know how to push all of his buttons? Even the buttons
that Tom himself was not aware of?
Tom did not give any thought to the fact that there might be many more
psychological factors at play by Princess Dee that were designed to cause
these conflicts within his mind. She had used fear and pleasure, excitement
and humiliation, ridicule and praise. Everything she had done so far was a
dichotomy geared to do just that...cause him emotional conflicts. Even the
Fond of Writing Devotional task was set up in a dichotomous way. It showed
her as being very worthy and superior and him as insignificant and
inferior. And the best part of it was that it was very repetitive. Princess
Dee knew that a tired and confused mind would find it to be almost hypnotic
and that Tom would be very suggestible to what he read and typed onto the
screen.
Tom was being conditioned into submission and was completely unaware of it.
It was a latent part of him after all; and unfortunately for him...Princess
Dee knew just how to bring it to the forefront and develop that kernel of
submission into a force of its own.
Once Tom had emailed the report to Princess Dee he took to distracting
himself with the television and then went and got dressed. Anything he
could do before logging into Mint.com and creating an account helped to
keep this task at bay. He was very reluctant to do this. It was one thing
to dress up and play online with someone; but this would allow her a very
in-depth view into his life. She would see his spending habits, how much he
got paid, how much he had invested, what his bills were...these were all
insights into who he really was. Even if it didn't give her the ability to
access his money, this just felt like an incredible invasion of privacy as
far as Tom was concerned.
Reluctantly, Tom finally logged in and began to create his account. He
hesitated again as soon as he saw that one of the first things that
Mint.com wanted was for him to find his bank, and then give Mint.com his
online username and password for his accounts. Sighing heavily, he went
ahead and input the required information for his bank, credit cards, car,
mortgage, and even his 401K and IRA accounts. Again Tom was oblivious to
the fact that he had just also given all of that information to Princess
Dee as well thanks to the PC Pandora program running stealthily on his
computer.
Tom then went into the different transactions and added categories to them.
He did not add any goals or budgets as he really didn't need to. Tom lived
paycheck to paycheck and just paid his bills as they came due; and if he
wanted something that was more than he had...well, that is what credit cards
were for. Tom didn't splurge often; but when he did it might take him
several months to pay it off since he always only made the minimum payments
so they didn't cut into his spending too bad.
When he had completed inputting everything, he closed down his browser and
went back to watching television. He needed something to distract him from
what he had just done and any ramifications that might arise because of it.
Thank god it was football season and he could get so into a game as to
drive all other thoughts from his mind. Tom didn't really have a favorite
team, and could watch any game with just as much enthusiasm as any red-
blooded die-hard fanatic could when watching their favorite team play their
most hated rival.
It was during the third quarter of the second game when Princess Dee logged
into Tom's Teamviewer and turned on Tom's camera and microphone. She could
just see Tom sitting near the periphery of the camera and hear the game
playing in the background. Princess Dee thought to herself that she would
definitely have to wean Tom off of this gradually as she saw his
enthusiasm. If she took away something he obviously enjoyed so much right
away there was a chance of psychological reactance and the possibility that
he would balk and try to escape her clutches. No, she thought, some things
can be taken away immediately, but others would have to be taken away
gradually to not completely upset the apple cart.
She had put way too much time and thought into making this happen only to
watch it fail because she had been too impatient on some things. But she
knew that when she was done that Tom would never watch a football game
again; he wouldn't have the inclination to, and he sure as hell wouldn't
have the time!
As Tom continued to watch the game, Princess Dee went through the PC
Pandora reports and was pleased to see that Tom had obeyed her completely.
She smiled when she saw that she had the username and password to Tom's
bank and his Mint.com account. Not that she would use them now however;
Princess Dee was meticulous in her caution. The only way she would ever log
in to any of Tom's accounts for now would be through his own computer using
Teamviewer when she knew he was at work. That way there was no risk of it
being tracked back to her and no way for Tom to be able to dispute any
charges by saying they were made from a different computer than his.
No, until Tom was well situated and conditioned into accepting everything
she did; there was no way that Princess Dee would take or spend Tom's money
directly. She would force him to spend it himself and get him used to it
being spent in her way and on what she allowed. Then she could slowly start
doing it herself through his pc and Tom would not be aware that it was
happening as he would be too enrapt in what was transpiring to even give it
a second thought.
Princess Dee let Tom continue to watch the game as she went in and made
several more changes to his computer. She changed his background to a pink
Disney Princesses theme and made his window borders hot pink. She then
changed his font to Disney and also made it hot pink. This made his
computer look like it was owned by a five year old girl. She also set it so
Tom was unable to delete his browsing history. This way she could chide him
when he visited porn sites and then take away the ones she didn't want him
to visit using the K9 parental control. She knew that if she didn't do this
and then started blocking those sights that Tom would catch on to the fact
that she had spyware on his computer and it would destroy her goal of
getting all of his usernames, passwords, contacts and emails. She then
clicked on Tom's start button and typed in gpedit.msc and set user and
group policies so Tom could not change any of her new settings. Princess
Dee chuckled to herself as she thought about how Tom would react when he
saw these new changes. She knew he would be totally exasperated. "Oh well,"
she thought, "too bad for him."
Once the game was over Tom finally turned and looked at the computer
screen. He was right; football had been a wonderful distraction. In fact,
for the last several hours he had totally forgotten about Princess Dee and
what had transpired over the last 24 hours. What he saw actually drew his
breath away. His screen was now pink and had several cartoon characters on
it. He knew that he had been so distracted that he had let Princess Dee
have uninterrupted access to his computer and that she had made several
changes. As he got up and walked towards the computer he began to recognize
the Disney Princesses. He knew Belle and Jasmine because they came out when
he was younger and enjoyed animation; but it took him a few minutes to
figure out the others besides Snow White. As soon as he knew they must all
be Disney characters he was able to put two and two together and identify
Sleeping Beauty and the Little Mermaid; but didn't know their names.
As soon as he got to the computer he saw that Teamviewer was connected and
sat down nervously as he wondered what else Princess Dee had done and what
he might now have to endure. By the time he sat down he was shaking
visibly, and it was all he could do to keep from wetting himself again when
the Teamviewer chat box appeared and Princess Dee had typed in 'Hello
slave". She had obviously been watching him as he had approached and sat
down.
"I got your two FOW reports slave. May I say you've improved remarkably
well?" Princess Dee typed.
"Yes Princess Dee," Tom replied.
"And did you get your account set up on Mint.com slave?" Princess Dee
asked, already knowing full well that he had.
Again Tom typed in his reply. "Yes Princess Dee, I have."
"Good, my slave. Now log in and let's take a look shall we?" Princess Dee
queried.
Tom hesitated for only a scant second before he went ahead and logged into
the account. He knew that the password only showed up as dots when he typed
it in earlier; so he still felt somewhat safe. Besides, he knew she could
compel him to log in anyway, and might punish him if he disobeyed or
hesitated. Once he was signed in Princess Dee looked at the Overview and
then at some of Tom's previous spending. She noticed right away that his
spending was mostly frivolous. This would work to her benefit as it meant
that most of his money was discretionary and she could spend it as she
needed without it cutting into his ability to financially support himself.
"Now sissy, let's get you some goals established and get you set up on a
monthly budget shall we?" Princess Dee typed in. Tom could only watch
helplessly as Princess Dee then went in and began to create his new goals
and budget.
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