I was getting used to my new life. My clone, who was now my master turned me into his obedient slave, into his maid and his toy. I'd cook us meals, do the dishes and all other tasks a housewife would usually do. My master took over the rest of my life, he went to my job, took over my business, my social life and made everything his. He started working out more and I saw his muscles slowly growing, meanwhile I was forced on a diet and lost weight and got quite skinny. He started dressing better and generally got much more confident than I was before.
I think having his personal sex slave gave him the confidence that I had always needed to become more successful. I felt attracted to him more and more, he became sexy to me, strong and dominant yet thoughtful.
I was mostly naked all the time but was allowed an apron when cooking. Whenever my master got horny he'd just tell me ''Blowjob." I'd immediately crawl to him, open up his pants and give him a blowjob. I'm sure I got really good at it and he really seemed to enjoy it. I was still in chastity and he rarely let me out. When he was at work or out he'd put me in a locked room, where I could read books on my tablet that was not connected to the internet, naturally, he made sure all Wi-Fi passwords were unknowable for me.
I really missed the internet and socializing in general. He was the only person I could socialize with, so I started reading a lot of books. He did tell me stories about our life now, about my former crushes and friends. He also bragged about getting laid and he'd tease me knowing how jealous I would be. He sometimes brought girls home but I'd be locked up then. At least I got to taste some of them by being allowed to suck his dick after they left.
Recently my master bought me a new laptop that had no Wi-fi adapter. He wanted me to start writing the stories we always wanted to write but never had the time or discipline for. These included erotic stories. If I finished a story to his liking he'd reward me. He'd let me out of chastity and allow me to cum, however I always had to lick up my cum. By then, my ass was also slutty enough to take his cock without pain and I'd often tempt him to fuck it, by bending over and pushing my naked ass up. I didn't want him to think it was a reward though so I still acted like it hurt.
So after a month of being a very obedient slave I requested my Master for more freedom. "Master, I can be much more useful to you this way and it would really make me happy." I argued. My master thought about it and said he had an idea.
"The idea is that you'll rewire your mind to be truly loyal and obedient." He explained. "I want you to fall in love with me and emphasize that I will always be superior and more important."
"But master, I'm already in love with you and I already understand the difference between your greatness and your inferior slave." I said truthfully. I think I fell in love with my clone partly because of the Stockholm Syndrome, he's the only one I talked to and as a narcissist I've always loved myself anyway.