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Rosie
Part 10
I lay in the gynaelogical chair for what seemed like an eternity.
The electrical impulses generated by the Pleasure One setting washed
through my body; the large plug buzzed inside me; the insistent voices
repeated their messages. I was aware that the circlet around my forehead
was tingling, and despite the shocking events of the last hour, I began
to feel relaxed. Not sleepy, exactly, but mildly aroused, and pleased
not to be suffering the pain. Content.
I became aware that Rosie and Maria were now in the room. Rosie stood
over me. She stared into my eyes, stroked my cheek and at last leant
down to kiss me full on the lips. As she spoke, her words rippled
through my brain, and folded into the sound loop.
"Such a good boy. Doing what I want you to do. Serving me. Obeying me.
Worshipping me. It makes you happy. So happy. To serve. To obey. To
worship."
Rosie turned down the sound for a moment, to tell me that I was safe,
that Maria was going to help me, and that I was doing what she wanted me
to do. "I have a present for you," she whispered. Before I could even
think to be dismayed - her last presents had been somewhat unwelcome -
she shimmied her panties from under her robe. "I know how you like
these," she breathed, before placing them over my face. "I've been
wearing them all day, and I want you to have a little reminder of me."
With her most bewitching smile, she twinkled from the room, pausing only
to kiss Maria fully on the lips. I couldn't help but stare, my face
framed by her emerald green silky briefs. Of course there was a powerful
scent of Rosie, as she had had her own excitements during the day. I now
was experiencing sensory overload.
With a suppressed moan, Maria turned on her microphone.
"Now, Nunkie, we're going to play a little game. But first, I want you
to count down with me. Ten, nine, eight..."
What followed was played out many times over the following weeks. I was
both aware and not aware of what Maria was doing. Annabelle and Georgie
had set me up by their programme of alternating between Pleasure and
Pain. The electronic patches, the sound loop, the probe, even the
addition of Rosie's scented underwear to my face, combined to overload
my senses. Adding to the fact that Maria, aided by the circlet, induced
a mild hypnotic trance. She used this to reprogram me, in part to
overcome my overwhelming sense of loss and shame, but also to serve
Rosie's more dubious motives.
The main game that Maria wished to play was word association. She would
speak a word into her mike, and I would then speak the first word that
came into my head. The speakers in my ears continued to relay the
echoing and repeating loops as a background, but set at a volume level
that was barely audible. This made concentration hard, and I suppose
meant that I really did say the first word that popped up.
Stepping outside the story for a moment, at the distance of some years,
I suppose I should feel outraged at what was done to me. But I do feel
that it was fundamentally done with my best interests at heart (although
that could, of course, be the programming).
I have seen the medical records that Maria and Annabelle meticulously
kept from that first day and thereafter: they recorded the improvement
in physical condition, heart rate, muscle tone, body mass index and so
on that stemmed from Annabelle's strict diet and the rigorous exercise
regime that was enforced.
But for me the most interesting part was Maria's records of the word
association game she played over the following six months. On the half
anniversary of our first session, she used exactly the same words in the
same order as the first time. I reproduce them here.
Maria. Drew. Drew 2
Sun. Down. Shine
Green. Finger. Rosie
Hope. Despair. Rosie
Car. Crash. Boot
Mother. Death. Superior
World. Crisis. New
Purple. Peril. Georgie
Georgie. Fear. Respect
Love. Loss. Worship
Lesbian. Loss. Honour
Knight. Black. Service
White. Out. Annabelle
Maria. Goddess. Friend
Cock. Fuck. Control
Pussy. Fuck. Worship
Black. Death. Molly
Dance. Death. Mam'selle
Man. Power. Boy
Woman. Sex. Obey
Penis. Vagina. Corset
Girl. Boy. Power
Power. Tool. Lesbian
Kiss. Lips. Girls
Boy. Girl. Child
Wife. Death. Rosie
Red. Blood. Maria
Sex. Fuck. Lesbian
Goverment. Democracy. Gynarchy
Molly. Freckles. Obey
Work. Survive. Serve.
I note a number of things here: the rather old fashioned views I used to
have, and the total despair that I was in before Rosie took charge.
Obviously Rosie, Georgie and Maria used their extreme lesbian gynarchist
world view to repurpose me and turn my previously vanilla sexuality to
their ends. There are five colours that are irretrievably associated in
my mind with five beautiful young ladies. And I find it touching that
Maria demoted herself from Goddess to friend.
It's here that we come the end of part one of the Rosie series.
In the next we'll meet Mam'selle, Molly's mum, learn about my routine,
watch Rosie establish her power base before making a few steps towards
politics, and seeing the Estate assume a role of national importance.
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