The beauty about the chip I implanted into the base of Alicia’s head is that she never realized she had one. The chip doesn’t control her mind, but it does hamper higher brain functions. And since she isn’t aware of the chip, she thinks it’s all her. That she just isn’t as bright as she once was. How much does the chip affect her? Well... I can increase or decrease the effectiveness of the chip with a few keystrokes. 

Brilliant really.

The side effect of suppressing her higher brain functions is to place her mind in a constant state of mild euphoria. Pleasure even... 

Combining the 2 was all I needed to slowly transform her into the vision of obedient beauty I see before me. She didn’t look quite so ravishing at first, but since I could convince her to get just about any type of plastic surgery I wanted, she became the exact version of herself that I wished her to be.

​Hearing him get out of his morning shower and coming down the stairs didn’t always prompt me to tie up my hair, but now it does. It does because I know his morning routine includes a hearty breakfast, a hot cup of coffee and my lips wrapped around his cock.

And I certainly don’t want my wild main in the way as I tenderly worship his godly shaft.

As I kneel under the table and free his instrument, I find myself musing about the past and how this very scene would have sent me running to the hills. I almost giggle as I remember how silly I was. How could I have been so wrong?