A Measure of Control

Triggers and Warnings

Coercion, manipulation, mild gaslighting, incest, M/s dynamics, forced cooperation, bruising and beatings, nanites, medical implants, mentions of rape.

Mild spoilers;

Alex and Victoria consider themselves to be fundamentally good people, however they engage in flagrant manipulative and controlling behaviour. While Nora does eventually enjoy the situation, they should absolutely not be taken as role models and much of what they do in this story is abhorrently morally corrupt. This is not a story about good boundaries or consent, no matter how Alex or Victoria might try to frame it to themselves.

Authors note:

This is my first time publishing. I started this about a year ago and it has been a learning journey; I have no doubt that the writing improves later on, but I have done my best to edit the earlier chapters with my later knowledge. If you spot any continuity errors or formatting / grammar mistakes please let me know!

## Chapter Three

Alex picked Nora up off the floor in a bad fireman's lift. It was his first, and thankfully she was a small person. He couldn't imagine trying this on someone of more average size. Victoria had tried to calm her down, but she'd had a panic attack of the highest order and passed out. The only solace to all this was that Victoria's obedience program seemed to work flawlessly.

They only had a few minutes at most before she would come around again. He carried her down to her bedroom and tipped her gently onto her bed, rolling her into the recovery position again. Victoria was already combing the instructions he had given Nora from a tablet and deleting things that were no longer relevant or adjusting the others to be more appropriate. She deleted the instruction to be quiet and replaced it with one that prevented shouting and screaming and removed the requirement for her to sit on the floor in the lab. Lastly, she confined her to her room.

Alex went and got her a glass of water and a plate of snacks and by the time he came back she was awake again. Groggy, but no longer panicking.

"You passed out. I brought you food and water." He said apologetically.

She looked at him with a sense of fear in her eyes, "What are you going to do to me?"

"Do to you?" he asked.

She just looked at him, so he sighed again. This was exasperating. She had to understand that all he wanted was for everyone to be ok. "I don't want to do anything to you. I didn't want any of this."

"Then why are you doing it?"

"I'm not going to jail for your mistake."

"I won't tell anyone."

"You have made it clear that you will."

"I won't, I promise."

"I can't trust that anymore." and with that he walked out.

---

Back down the corridor in the lab Victoria was sitting at his desk looking at her code again. "I think I can clone the obedience addon and start from there. The natural language processor is pretty thoroughly integrated, I might have to just start again. It could take days, or weeks."

That was not ideal. Alex had hoped that they could cut and paste out of the obedience addon and create something hard coded to keep Nora from talking about what had happened fairly quickly.

"Is there no way to just write some rules for the obedience addon as it is that would make it work for the task?"

"Maybe, Master. If you fancy becoming a lawyer for a bit. But do you want to trust her whole life to being able to interpret every way someone might accidently give her an order? On top of that, the core code leaves someone impotent. She'd be unable to defend herself properly... I'm actually not sure an order to obey only the rules you set would work either."

"Could we install the M/s addon and assign one of us as the Master or Mistress? Then it would only be us she has to obey."

"Sure, if you also want her to have to ask you for permission to cum for the rest of her life. Not to mention the 'incentives' that code forces on the slave."

"Did you really hard code that?"

"We wrote a

slave

program Master." she said with reproach.

"Fair point pet."

"I feel awful... I got so turned on watching her struggle."

Alex let that sink in for a moment before saying quietly "Me too... Are we terrible people?"

"I'm not sure Master. We tried to help her. She did this to herself." Victoria leaned up and kissed him. He kissed her back.

He'd forbidden her any underwear that morning on a whim, they were going shopping, and it was fun to know she was in a short skirt with nothing under it. He had chosen her a dark blue pleated number that flared out over her wide hips, making her waist look narrower than it was. She'd paired it with a white blouse that, since Master was clearly going for slutty, she had left unbuttoned at the top to show some of her considerable cleavage. She'd pulled a light blue V-neck sweater over it that only helped to emphasize the undone buttons. It was July and he thought she was mad, but she had assured him it was cool enough for it.

Alex pulled her standing and kissed her again, more deeply this time. She wrapped one arm around his back while the other fondled him through his trousers, helping along the semi that was rapidly forming. With a spin they pivoted and Alex pushed Victoria back onto the patch of uncovered bed she had occupied while they tested Nora. She looked up at him and bit her lip seductively for a second before he knelt in front of her, and she spread her legs. Grabbing just below her knees he pulled, dragging her right to the edge of the bed, her skirt riding up to her waist as she slid forward.

On his knees in front of her Alex ran his tongue over her lips before pressing his face into her folds. Victoria enjoyed the heat of his tongue followed by the cooling sensation of the air over wet skin. Sliding between, searching for her favourite spot, Alex flicked back and forth over her clit with the tip of his tongue until she was twitching slightly. Victoria could feel her mounting heat coiling inside her. It never took long, the amount of edging she did. He moved upwards and sucked her clit into his mouth so he could keep working it as he brought his thumb up under his chin and nestled it at her opening. She loved this part. Her sensitive clit trapped in his mouth while he slowly finger fucked her.

Alex spent several minutes swirling delicately, occasionally pressing deeper into her until she was leaking copiously over his thumb. When he was satisfied she couldn't get much wetter he backed off and looked up at her, she had her eyes closed but opened them when he paused. He hauled himself up onto her and kissed her, pressing his tongue into her mouth. Forced her to taste herself, then made her suck his thumb clean while he worked one handed to remove his trousers. She rolled her tongue around the intruder in her mouth and savoured the flavour, her hands attempting to help with his trousers. When his thumb was clean, he stood and removed the rest of his clothes. He was rock hard. He gestured for her to suck him. A command they had long since established. These days barely a flick of the fingers. She slid down onto her knees, her skirt settling back into place. "Just lube it up pet." he said.

"Yes Master." Instead of swallowing it down she stuck out her tongue and started running it up his length from the base to the tip. After a few moments once she had bathed the entire thing in spit she stopped and hopped back onto the bed, spreading her legs again for him.

He knelt back down and pushed into her. Today's disaster forgotten for a time in the heat of things, Alex now remembered to shush his pet before thrusting in and out of her. He varied his rhythm so as to extend things for a time. Pounding slowly, for a time before switching to smoothly sliding in and out more quickly for a time. Then burying himself deep and thrusting just a little back and forth. Through all of this Victoria thrust back at him with every movement, her need evident on her face. Little whimpers coming from her between panted breaths. She mounted the crest of her own orgasm.

"Master, please can I cum?" she asked, trying to sound out the words while gasping down air.

"Yes pet," Alex responded between thrusts. "you can cum."

She bit her hand to keep her volume down and he felt her soak his cock further. The extra lubrication spurring him on and after a few moments longer he flooded her insides with his cum with a grunt. He held himself inside her a time, gently rocking in and out of her cunt. Watching her twitch a little at the extra stimulation. Eventually though, he pulled out and he pulled on his t-shirt and trousers to cross the corridor to the family bathroom. Nora being confined to her room didn't mean her door wouldn't be open. As it turned out she had closed it. Alex belatedly thought they should have added a rule to keep it open unless she was actively changing her clothes. He'd have to do that when he got a second.

They both pee'd and then got into the walk-in shower together to clean themselves down. Victoria put her hair up, so she didn't have to wash it. They'd washed each other often enough over the years, but post fucking, and with Nora on their minds, they just washed up and got back to their room for a change of clothes.

Alex sat on the bed for a few minutes and added a rule to the system for Nora to keep her door open unless she was getting dressed or undressed. Victoria started picking out a new outfit for herself. She went with black trousers and a black t-shirt this time. The trousers wrapped tightly across her bum and flared at the ankle. The top was tight over her chest, the fabric was stretchy so it was still comfortable. She thought about asking for permission to wear panties, but Master was busy, and she could see he was in the control app, so she went without. He didn't need fresh clothes as he had stripped before fucking her, but she pulled out some fresh boxers and placed everything on the bed next to him. She got a smile in thanks and when he was done typing he started pulling his things on and explained what he had done.

"Don't you think that's pretty intrusive of us Master?" Victoria asked, she had a slightly pained expression.

"Probably. But I want her in eyesight as often as possible." He said, pulling his t-shirt back over his head.

"Master... she can't leave the house. She can't hurt us, or herself. You forbade her from communicating with anyone..."

Pulling on his trousers he replied "I know that's the theory, and I know you've worked really hard to make it the case. But we never really intended to

use

this! We have no idea how well it really works." Alex was once again feeling pensive and stressed. Victoria's mood quickly matching his.

"So far it looks like it's working flawlessly. You saw." There was a strain in her eyes as she said it. Like she had both a measure of pride in her work, and was abjectly horrified at how effective it had proven.

"It looks like it, for sure. But I don't want to trust to hope." With that he sat back down on the bed and Victoria parked herself on the floor at his feet, as was her place.

"We can't go around violating her further if we ever want her to trust us again."

"Well then we have to be able to trust that your code works."

"More testing then. We wrote a whole testing manual. Though, most of that assumed a willing participant."

They spent the next ten minutes hashing out a plan for how to test the functionality they most needed answers for. Namely that the core application and its numerous safety features worked as planned, and that the obedience addon was as robust as they hoped it was. The overarching test was that the interpretation system worked. This relied heavily on the wet chip being able to think for itself effectively and communicate with the host brain properly so as to make human-like determinations of intent.

---

Nora was laying on her bed in the foetal position quietly crying to herself. She'd tried numerous times to use her phone and found that she could do anything right up until she tried to dial a number or write a message. After throwing it at the headboard she'd thrown herself on the bed. Then gotten up and tried to storm down the corridor. She was doing a lot of storming today, and crying. She felt like since the moment she'd woken up the world had been spiralling ever further out of control. Which, irony told her was probably actually, really, the case. She made it as far as the doorway and stopped. In some back corner of her mind she knew she couldn't leave the room. She was sure no one had told her she couldn't. But there it was anyway. She backed up and tried to jump through the doorway. Only her feet never left the floor. She tried again and found that her limbs simply refused to jump. She noted to herself that she seemed to be over her initial panic. For a moment she considered trying the window, but she

knew

that the instruction was not to the leave the room, not, not to use the door. That was a creepy feeling. It was then that she realised she could hear her cousin and his girlfriend fucking. They were fucking! What kind of sicko's were they! In disgust she had slammed the door closed and gone back to the bed. The food and water Alex had brought forgotten on the side.

Sometime later she got up and opened the door again. Initially she didn't really know why. But after a moment she realised what had happened. There was another fucking rule buried in her mind. They were going to take everything from her. At least she would be able to get dressed in private. Back on the bed, she curled up again and cried some more. But also found herself trying to 'look' through the rules, now she had found she could. It wasn't like having a list, but they were there. As kind of amorphous understandings. She couldn't hurt herself, couldn't hurt others, she couldn't deliberately leave something in a dangerous state, and she had to warn someone if she noticed something was dangerous unless doing so would put herself in immediate harm's way. Well, she thought; that puts a damper on any plan to create a medical emergency. Not that that had been the plan anyway. Hurting herself was not something she was capable of, and she wasn't a fighter. Hurting

her

however, seemed to be something the rules were happy to do. One rule in particular; answer questions, or pain would be delivered. Alex was a psychopath to have designed something like this.

---

Alex came down the hall and told her to come to his lab, cutting off her train of thought as she felt herself get up to follow him. As she did so she added 'I also have to obey any instruction given to me...' to her mental tally and felt sick at the thought all over again. He was talking to her, but she wasn't really listening until he said 'testing' at which point she tuned back in to the outside world. "... testing, we need to make sure everything is working as we expected. I thought we could also explain ourselves a bit more. I feel like we owe you so much more of an explanation than we have given you so far."

In the lab Alex told her to stand in the middle of the room again. "Some of these tests are going to seem strange, others cruel. But I promise we have only the best of interests in mind. We want this to be as painless as possible for everyone involved." Nora felt like once again telling him to get fucked, then thought of them literally getting fucked not long ago and bit her tongue. The pair of them were monsters. She settled for sneering at them. Alex had the decency to look decidedly uncomfortable. Victoria turned to the computer and used her hair hide her face. "When the testing is done, we will answer any questions you have." Alex continued. "Do you have any before we start?" Again, Nora just stared him down in the hopes he'd feel even more uncomfortable. It worked, Alex flushing slightly redder, and looking at the floor. After a moment his face hardened, and he looked back up and asked "Can you leave that spot?"

She gave him another scathing look and said, "You know I can't."

"Ok. Good." Alex said, and Victoria started typing up notes on what was happening. "Stand on one leg." he said, and she raised her right leg.

"Did you have a choice in what leg to raise?"

"You didn't specify." She said with disdain.

"Lift your left leg." She put down her right leg and lifted her left.

"I didn't tell you to put your right leg down."

"How was I supposed to lift my left one then?!" Victoria continued typing through this exchange.

"The test was to see if you were able to make sensible decisions to complete seemingly at odds tasks. You passed."

"Prick."

Alex sighed. "Do I need to order you to refrain from name calling until the testing is over?" Nora grimaced but remained silent.

"Good. You can lower your foot now." She lowered her foot as he continued, "We need to discuss the speech control. I don't want you to run afoul of it without knowing about it."

"I know." She said, with a look of contempt.

"You know?"

"It's warned me a couple of times already. You're both sick fucks to have come up with something like that." Nora spat.

Alex took a deep breath, "You've had the warning. I want to test if the rest of it works."

"I'm not deliberately causing myself pain you prick!"

"I thought you might say that. I'm really sorry... I want you to bark like a dog." Alex saw her eyes flash wide as he spoke, and Nora felt a new spike of disgust for her cousin. She let out a single "Arff." and stopped herself short of anything else. She had fulfilled the instruction.

Victoria was still typing furiously, while she asked "What is the warning like?"

"It's a warning. I know I've been warned that if I don't comply it will hurt me until I do." This was entirely unhelpful to Victoria but she chose not to push it.

"Again." Alex said.

"Arrf. Fuck you."

"You may only bark. Act like a dog. Kneel."

Fuck, fuck, fuck was all that passed through Nora's mind for a moment as she dropped to her knees, brought her hands up to her chest in the classic puppy dog pose, stuck out her tongue, and promptly started panting. She felt sick.

Alex watched as Nora went from 'human' to 'puppy' in a second. Resting gracefully to the floor and assuming the cutest little pose. It was a nice touch for her to stick her tongue out. This time Victoria did turn, so she could see how well the order was followed. It was only a few moments, then she was back to typing. Her code could only enforce the idea. The host had to fill in what 'act like a dog' really meant. It seemed that for Nora that was more of a porn star puppy than a real dog. The only outward sign that Nora didn't

want

to be acting like a puppy being her wide darting eyes.

"Come here, nuzzle my hand." Nora shuffled forwards on her knees as Alex lowered his hand down, he was talking to her like she really was a puppy. Putting her tongue away she pressed her cheek into his hand and nuzzled it with her nose. She was bright red with shame and anger, but unable to stop, or even express that anger on her face at the moment. She kept going, rubbing away on him. She could smell his shower gel she was pressed so close to him.

"Back to your spot." he said with a hand wave. She stuck her tongue back out and resumed the fake panting as she turned and shuffled back on her knees to the middle of the room.

"You can stop being a dog now." She immediately curled up on the floor, she felt hot tracks on her face as tears formed.

"You're an asshole." she said through a sob.

"I'm really sorry Nora. I really am. But we have to know if the program works."

"Haven't you got enough proof yet? I'm trapped in this house! I can't hurt you; I can't talk to anyone. I can't even yell at you. I've got this list of rules in the back of my mind, it's sick. All of it is sick."