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Trevor was just finishing tying his tie as he walked down the stairs, hurrying to get to work. His foot caught on something and he tripped. Fortunately, he was near the bottom of the stairs and was able to catch himself before he crashed into the hardwood flooring.
He looked back and saw the culprit – Kami had left her gym bag on the steps. Again. He was angry and wanted to run back upstairs and yell at his beautiful girlfriend, who was still curled up in their bed asleep. But he wasn’t actually the angry or violent type and he was late for work, so he controlled his anger, grabbed his briefcase and headed out the door, careful not to slam it and wake her up.
As he took the short drive to work, Trevor thought about Kami. He loved her so much, but there were certain things she did that really bothered him. She worked at home as a graphic designer. Her skill and attention to detail were amazing. So why couldn’t she bother to pick up after herself? And, yes, she was working from home, but couldn’t she pick up a broom or duster now and then? The house was always a mess and he was tired of it.
Speaking of tired, even though she was young and athletic and worked out regularly, Kami was frequently ‘too tired’ for sex. Trevor wanted sex at least once a day, preferably two or three times. Kami wanted it once or twice a week. They ‘compromised’ and typically had sex three to four times a week.
Life would be so much easier if she wanted the same things I did, Trevor thought. If she could just clean a little and want sex as badly as he did, life would be perfect. He didn’t want to berate her or change her personality, just a little behavior modification would do. ‘They make a damn pill for everything these days,’ he grumbled to himself, ‘can’t they make a behavior modification pill? I’ll call it the girlfriend trainer.’ He chuckled to himself.
Trevor worked in an office building where they did have chemists working on new formulas for a variety of products. Those people worked in the lab in the back and Trevor worked in the offices up front. He was a salesman, one of the youngest in his department, but also one of the most successful. He was smart, confident and being good looking didn’t hurt. He was nearly six feet tall with brown hair and a solid build thanks to good genes and frequent workouts. Kami joined him in those workouts – hence her gym bag left on the steps – and likewise had a very nice body. Trevor had found her very attractive since the day they met. Of Asian descent, Kami had raven black hair that went just past her shoulders. She was height is 5’6′ and had firm round breasts with pointy little eraser tip nipples. She was beautiful inside and out, but she dressed modestly and didn’t embrace her sexuality the way Trevor wished she would.
As he was walking into the office building, Trevor’s thoughts about Kami were interrupted when he received a meeting notification on his phone. Their product development team was going to present that morning on some new items that they would be testing soon. Trevor always liked these meetings. It was a chance to see what was in the works and gave him time to think about how to sell it and to whom.
The presentation, given by a young scientist named Josiah Hamels, was mind blowing. An animal lover, he had been researching ways to treat dogs that had been bred to fight. He wanted to find a way to modify their behavior so they didn’t have to be put down. And, he believed, he had found the solution.
‘The results have far exceeded expectations,’ he explained. ‘We were afraid the drug would leave them lethargic and absent of personality. I’m happy to report that so far, the results are quite the opposite. The dogs are happy, playful, full of energy. They are calm, not sedated.’
Trevor didn’t understand some of the scientific jargon that followed, but gleaned from it that the treatment, rather than changing their chemical balance, simply ‘reset’ their brains to a puppy like development. The result was that they could be ‘retrained’ by people who cared for them. Their new personality and activity was the result of learned behavior – the humans taught them what behavior was acceptable and the dogs were eager to adopt the behavior and earn their approval.
‘Would that work on humans?’ Trevor blurted out, instantly embarrassed as he heard chuckles from the room. Hamels, though, didn’t laugh.
‘Yes, theoretically it would,’ Hamels said. ‘Their personality, memory, education would remain intact. They would simply have their learned behavior erased and would be susceptible to re-training through a similar method one would use with a pet or child – teach the expectations, reward compliance, set boundaries, punish disobedience with love and tenderness.
‘Eventually, we see this as being an option to help violent offenders be reprogrammed to adopt better behaviors. We’re years and years of testing away, of course, but theoretically it could reduce or even eliminate the need for prisons.’
Trevor was stunned and his mind whirled. It was as if the answer to all his questions about Kami was right there in front of him. It was risky, but he found Hamels later that day and told him that he would like to test the drug on a human.
‘Is it safe?’ Trevor asked.
‘Extremely,’ Hamels said. ‘I would give it to my own mother. There are no documented side effects so far. But we have to demonstrate success on animals before we can ever begin to think about human testing.’
‘What if they didn’t know about it?’ Trevor said. ‘I could conduct an experiment. No one would have to know. Think about the data you would have.’
After much back and forth regarding ethics and liability, Trevor finally convinced Hamels to give him a dose suitable for a 5’6′, 125 pound woman. Hamels explained that it only took one dose. Within 8 hours of the dose, the subject would become highly open to suggestion and would be eager to please. They would be seeking approval and anxious to make their owner or master happy. Akin to hypnosis, any directive or command would be followed, but unlike hypnosis, the subject would be aware of what they were doing and would be mentally tracking the results, thinking through exactly what was and was not ‘good’ behavior.
‘We begin to see results instantly,’ Hamels said. ‘And complete reprogramming happens extremely quickly – typically 5 to 7 days.’
Trevor couldn’t believe it. What if this worked? He didn’t want to hurt Kami. He cared about her deeply. He just wanted to make her… perfect. Was that so wrong? He promised Hamels he would document the results and provide a full report. He could barely wait for this glorious Friday to end. He had a plan, and he knew it could work.
He was happy to see that Kami was in a good mood when he got home. He had stopped for a couple of bottles of wine, her favorite takeout and some flowers. She loved it. How romantic! Dinner, flowers and wine. And it was a romantic dinner. They chatted, laughed and had a great time. Trevor almost forgot his plan. But Kami, who loved wine, drank freely and soon was beginning to show the effects. Trevor smiled to himself. She would pass out soon. She’d never notice the needle injecting the magical potion into her. She’d sleep for hours. When she awoke, she should be ready to be reprogrammed. And what a fun Saturday that would be!
All went according to plan. Kami slept through him putting her to bed – naked – and injecting her. He slept in fits, barely able to contain his excitement. He woke up early, like a kid on Christmas morning. He knew she had a few more hours to sleep, so he snuck out quietly and went to the 24 adult store. There, he bought an outfit he’d always wanted to see her in. If the drug really worked, she would wear it not only willingly, but happily, for him.
He got home and crawled back into bed next to her, dozing off for a few minutes before she finally awoke. It was time to play!
He had thought about th
e way to direct Kami. He couldn’t talk to her like the dogs in Hamels’ tests. He decided to be subtle and take it slow. Start small, go big later.
‘You remember those omelets you used to make me?’ he asked as they cuddled in bed. ‘It would be nice if you made them today.’
‘Yes, that would be nice,’ Kami said. ‘You got it, babe.’
‘Thanks, Kamille,’ he said. This was the first real test. She hated to be called Kamille. She found it too formal. Trevor thought Kamille sounded sexier and he wanted her to go by that name. She had always refused before.
‘Kamille?’ she said, ‘That’s a bit formal, isn’t it?
‘No, it’s your name,’ Trevor said. ‘It’s a sexy name. It’s what I want to call you.’
‘You’re right,’ Kamille said. ‘It is my name and you should be able to call me anything you want. Kamille it is.’
She smiled at him, put on a long t-shirt with no bra or panties underneath, and headed off to make the omelets. Trevor pumped his fist. So far, it looked like the drug was the real deal.
As they finished their breakfast, Trevor said, ‘Would you look at this place? It’s a mess.’
Kamille looked around and agreed. ‘Yes, it is,’ she said, wide-eyed, as if seeing it through his eyes for the first time.
‘I’m tired today,’ Trevor said. ‘You can clean it up for us, can’t you, Kamille?’
‘Yes, it would be my pleasure,’ she said. ‘I know it will make you happy to have the house clean. You should rest and let me take care of everything.’
‘Good girl,’ Trevor said, smiling. ‘Why don’t you take a shower? Don’t dress, though. Just come back naked. I have something for you to wear while you clean.’
‘Yay!’ Kamille said. ‘I love surprises.’
When she came back all fresh and clean and nude, Trevor handed her the small box with her new outfit.
‘This is how you should dress for me,’ he said. ‘You are going to be cleaning, so a maid outfit makes sense. And I’m going to be watching and resting, so a sexy maid outfit makes even more sense, since you will be entertaining me while you clean.’
She pulled out the outfit, finding a tiny black mini skirt, a thin white blouse and a lacey choker. There were no panties. No bra. No stockings – he loved the sight of her bare thighs.
‘You’re right,’ Kamille said. ‘This is the proper outfit for a maid. And you deserve a sexy maid. I will be that for you.’
She dressed and he gave her a pair of black, knee-high boots with a 3-inch heel. ‘Put your hair in a ponytail,’ he said. His tone was firm, fully in control.
‘Of course,’ Kamille said. ‘That pleases you?’
‘It does. You like pleasing me, don’t you, Kamille?’
‘I do,’ she smiled. ‘It’s all I want.’
Trevor admired his work as she started to clean, first picking up the various objects left lying around the house. He had purposely bought a blouse that was a size smaller than she normally wore. It hugged her form tightly and he ordered her to leave the top two buttons undone revealing her ample cleavage. Her dark pointy nipples strained against the fabric. The skirt was very short, leaving her thighs fully exposed, and every time she bent over – always at the waist per his instructions – she showed off her tight little ass cheeks.
She looked over her shoulder and saw him looking, rubbing his cock through his sweat pants. ‘This pleases you?’ she asked.
‘Very much,’ he said.
‘Then I shall keep doing it,’ Kamille said.
And so she did. She bent over and crawled and twisted, giving him great views of her body as dusted, vacuumed, swept and tidied up. She brought him drinks and snacks and gave him tongue-filled kisses.
She washed dishes while he ate lunch at the kitchen table. He told her that they would save money if she washed the dishes in cold water, then, when she had the sink full, he said, ‘Before you put the dishes in, stick your breasts in the water.’
‘Why?’ she asked.
‘Because it would please me,’ Trevor said. Those, he had found, were the magic words.
‘Then I’ll do it,’ she said.
‘Keep them in there until I count to 30,’ Trevor said. She bent over the sink, pushing her breasts into the cold water. He counted slowly, enjoying the view of her long legs and fine little ass. When he finally reached 30, she stood up and turned around, proudly showing him her soaked white blouse and her rock hard nipples. The look in her eyes begged for approval. He gave it to her, telling her she had done well and looked beautiful.
‘However,’ he said, ‘you’re making a mess dripping water everywhere. Take off that blouse and then clean up this mess you’ve made.’
‘Oh my,’ Kamille said. ‘I’m so sorry.’ She took off her blouse hurriedly, then gathered paper towels and began drying up the puddles on the kitchen floor.
When she was done, Trevor said, ‘You’ve cleaned well today. Now get over here and clean my cock. Every inch. Balls too.’
Kamille crawled over to him and immediately took his cock into her mouth, looking up at him with wide puppy-dog eyes, seeking approval.
‘Good,’ he smiled. ‘Just remember, every inch, balls too. Take your time and do it right.’
She took him all the way into her mouth, sucking and licking along his head and shaft, bobbing her head up and down in slow, steady strokes. Her eyes stayed on him, watching him to see what he liked and didn’t. She licked at his balls and he frowned. She sucked them into her mouth and he nodded approval, lightly tapping her forehead with his cock while she sucked his balls.
He wanted to enjoy this all day, but she had turned him on way too much all morning and he needed to cum. He grabbed her ponytail and pushed her mouth down on his hard cock.
‘This is why you have a ponytail,’ he said, using it as a handle. ‘Now clean every inch. Lips to the base, tongue on my balls.’
His cock filled her mouth and throat and she kept her pretty eyes open, looking at him lovingly as he fucked her beautiful face. ‘From now on, you will do this every day,’ he grunted. She blinked her understanding and he erupted in her mouth, his cum flooding the back of her throat. She swallowed rapidly, choking it down as spurt after spurt spilled into her.
‘See how much cum I have in me?’ he said, his cock softening as she continued to suck out the final drops. ‘These balls fill up fast and they need to be drained several times a day.’
‘I will do that for you,’ Kamille said.
‘I know you will,’ Trevor smiled. ‘And I know you will dress in sexy clothes for me. And that you will allow me access to your body any time, any way I want it.’
‘Of course,’ Kamille said. ‘I need to drain your balls for you.’
‘You also need to help me fill them back up,’ he said.
‘How?’
‘By looking sexy,’ he said. ‘Sit in my lap.’
She did and he played with her tits and sucked on her nipples. He stuffed his hand under her skirt and inserted two fingers into her wet pussy. She moaned and he felt his cock hardening. He took her upstairs to the bedroom and she removed her boots and skirt and knelt on the bed, doggy style, only her lace collar still around her neck.
He climbed behind her and put his cock into her pussy, feeling the soft lips wrap his cock in velvety warmth. He pumped into her hard and steady, one hand on her ass, the other tugging on her ponytail, forcing her to arch her back.
She was burning up and he knew she needed to cum. ‘You will cum when I tell you to,’ he said. ‘And you will keep cumming until I cum.’
‘Oh yessss,’ she hissed. ‘I will do that for you.’
He slowed his pace and leaned over her, his mouth at her lips, his hands firm but not too tight around the collar on her neck. ‘It’s time. Cum. Now.’
She came, her juices flowing all around his pumping cock, drenching his balls and her pussy lips. He pumped harder and harder as orgasms racked her body, one beginning almost before the previous one ended.
He came too, his cum mixing with her juices inside her lovely little pussy. He flopped back on the bed, letting her fall limp.
‘Clean,’ he said, holding his wet, sticky cock up.
‘That would please you?’ she asked.
‘Yes,’ he said.
‘Then it would please me,’ she said. She took his cock in her mouth and started licking him clean, tasting both his cum and hers together.
Trevor looked down at Kamille as her tongue lapped up their juices. It was only the beginning and she was already on her way to being reprogrammed. To being perfect.
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