Ability Ch 09 10

Chapter 9 Up in Smoke

"Lexi, you stay here. Have a glass of wine and enjoy a cigarette. I will be back soon, don't go anywhere," Kingsman told his pretty young slave, who obediently got up and walked to the bar to get a glass of wine.

Kingsman and Jamie walked to the bedroom, where Ana was watching a video on the big screen tv hung on the wall of her bedroom, earbuds in her ears. The video was loaded with subliminals, both video and audio with binaural beats to deepen her just beginning conditioning. As the men walked in, Ana had no idea anyone else was even in the room, she was staring intently at the video, which was telling her to focus and listen.

"What is the video doing, Jamie?" asked Kingsman.

"Deepening her desire to be hypnotized by me for treatment and the importance of taking her supplements, Master," stated the slave.

"Will you have any problem convincing her that you will be travelling with her?" asked Kngsman.

"No, Master, I will hypnotize her again and she will think it is her idea that we get away for a long weekend together for some fun around her schedule," replied Jamie.

"Outstanding, Jamie," commended Kingsman. "Now, you will let on with nobody what you are doing to your wife. You will tell nobody what I am doing with you or your daughter, is that clear?"

"Yes, Master," Jamie replied, his body reacting to the pleasure from being commended.

During their conversation, Ana never moved or noticed anything or anyone. Just the video.

"Jamie, Lexi is going to be changing. You'll just believe she is going through a phase of wanting to be an adult. Secretly you will love the changes knowing I am making them, obviously nobody will know that. You trust me on this, isn't that right Jamie, you can tell me that you do, right?" asked the master.

"Yes, Master," began the slave. "I trust you."

"Outstanding, Jamie," stated Kingsman. "Look at you, standing here all aroused, beginning to brainwash your own wife, while I have your daughter fully controlled downstairs. Things are going to change for your family, Jamie, just like they did for mine."

Jamie just stood, facing his master. He realized his master left a small part of his original self accessible, so he would sense the torture he was going through. But the arousal, the conditioning and the pulses ensured he would do what his Master said. He fully realized that in this moment.

Kingsman asked "how much longer for the video, slave?"

Kingsman walked to the computer which was showing the video on the big screen tv, and replied "twenty five minutes, Master."

Kingsman reached down, undid his slave's zipper, reached in and started stroking his slave with just a finger, pulsing more arousal but not allowing his slave to cum.

"Stay silent, slave," commanded Kingsman, keeping his slave on edge, still slowly stroking Jamie's cock with his index finger. "You love the arousal, you love the pleasure, you love this feeling, it is incredible, isn't it slave?"

Jamie just nodded his head up and down, overwhelmed with arousal. His knees began to buckle from the unwavering pleasure he was feeling.

"You love being my slave because I give you this pleasure, you love obeying because good slaves get rewarded, you love everything I am doing to you because you feel like THIS, isn't that right, Dr. James Phillips?" mockingly asked Kingsman, still using just one finger to pulse pleasure on his slave as his slave nodded like a bobblehead. And this, slave, is just using one little finger."

Kingsman zipped up his slave's pants, and took the finger that was pleasuring his slave, and pointed it right at his slave's face. He then took the finger, placed it on the forehead of his victim, and leaned close. Jamie stared at the finger throughout it's journey from his stiff cock to his forehead.

"Cum," said Kingsman, a solitary finger on Jamie's forehead as he allowed his slave to cum.

The intensity of the orgasm sent the slave to his knees, then onto the floor of his bedroom where his wife never flinched, still engrossed in her own little world.

"Jamie, you have about 15 minutes before your wife will be finished with the video. Too bad she didn't get to see the show," chuckled Kingsman. "Get yourself cleaned up and ready to handle your instructions, you still have work to finish."

Spent, and on the floor with a cum stain still spreading in his pants, the slave looked up and nodded, still silent. Kingsman reached down and patted him on the head, holding the connection for a moment to ensure the slave had the strength to complete his tasks.

Confident that Jamie would handle everything with his wife to ensure travelling with her to Miami to continue her training, Kingsman turned and began to exit the bedroom as his slave started to rise to clean himself up.

"Lexi will be spending the night with me," stated the Master, which resulted in a look of horror from the still recovering slave. "How nice, Jamie, a look of concern. I am sure my family would have looked concerned had they been given the chance.," stated Kingsman. "I may be a monster to you, but I am not your type of monster. Don't worry, she will enjoy her time with me and I will not be taking advantage of her, unlike you," snarkily stated the master.

"Oh, and with Ana, do still refer to your daughter as Alexis, and never let on what you are doing to her or what I am doing to both you and Lexi with her- or anyone. Find out what she knows and what she thinks about who your silent partner is and who she thinks is behind the emails."

Kingsman saw his slave nod affirmatively as he glanced over his shoulder before he headed downstairs. He saw his slave crawl and begin to undo the restraints that held his wife in place in bed, and smiled.

Lexi obediently sat at the bar with a glass of wine, a finished cigarette in the ashtray in front of her. The master picked up the cigarettes and lighter from the living room table and put them in front of his newest acquisition seated at the bar.

"Do you enjoy the things you are doing with promoting products, Lexi? It all seems so young, the young girls that follow and like you," started Kingsman. "Don't you want to do more adult things?"

"It pays well, Master," replied the slave. "I do get tired of all the young girls though, to be honest."

Kingsman pointed at the cigarettes and lighter and instructed Lexi to have another. She hesitated just slightly, prompting her Master to grab the back of her neck and tell her 'twenty-five percent," and watched as she writhed in pain.

"Obedience is rewarded, slave. Disobedience is punished. Every. Single. Time," said the Master allowing her to recover, "Now, have a cigarette Lexi."

Lexi didn't hesitate, reached out, took a cigarette and placed it between her pink painted lips, then picked up the lighter and lit up. At the lighting of the cigarette, Kingsman pulsed arousal and pleasure.

"Good girl. Obedience gets rewarded, Lexi," reminded her Master. "You'll love your new career path. Do you have a boyfriend, Lexi?"

"Sort of, Master," replied the smoking slave.

"Well Lexi, you wont for much longer. Any interest in girls?" asked Kinsman.

"Not really, Master," replied the slave between drags on her cigarette.

"Well, slave, we have work to do. I'll drive you back to your place so we can get started on the exciting new you, Lexi, doesn't that sound fun?" teased Kingsman.

Unsure what to say, Lexi shrugged and said "yes, Master."

"Put your cigarettes and lighter in your purse, Lexi, and clean up the ashtray so Mom doesn't see anything," commanded Kingsman. "Hand me your keys, I'll be driving."

Putting the cigarettes and lighter in her purse, Lexi fished out her keys and handed the BMW key to her Master and cleaned up the mess from the cigarettes.

"Good girl," stated Kingsman, picking up his briefcase, grabbing the key and her hand at the same time, pulsing the pleasure in conjunction with the phrase. "Let's get you started on an exciting new career path."

Kingsman took her hand and led her to her car to start her new career. "Put out your cigarette, Lexi."

Lexi took a final drag, threw the cigarette in the driveway and stepped on it with her three inch heeled right shoe.

Jamie wore boxers and lounge pants after cleaning himself up and starting laundry after the pleasure his Master allowed him a short time ago. Emerging from the bathroom, Ana was removing the ear buds and placing them on the nightstand. Confused and stretching, she saw her husband emerge from the bathroom, changed while she still wore the tan slacks and white blouse she started the evening wearing.

"What's going on, James, what the hell happened?" asked the befuddled wife to her husband.

"What's the last thing you remember, Anastasia?" calmly and patiently asked the husband, not wanting to sound any alarms in his wife.

"Having a drink after dinner," replied Ana, furrowing her brow as if to try and recall more.

"Well that bottle that Dr. Kingsman brought had a bit of a kick to it, that's for sure," responded Jamie, reassuringly and with a nervous laugh.

"Well, I just never react this way to alcohol," replied the wife. "Something seems strange, James."

"You overreact, Anastasia, I told you what happened," assured her husband,

"Where's Alexis? Where's Dr. Kingsman?" questioned Ana.

"Alexis drove home and Dr. Kingsman left to go back to the Harking, oh, about an hour ago. You've been passed out up here about an hour and a half," reported Jamie.

"Oh um well I guess if you say James, it's just so strange to me," said Ana, unsure and confused.

Jamie walked over, looked his wife in the eye and said, "Dive deep, Anastasia," and watched as his wife fell back into hypnosis, using the newly implanted trigger from her just begun training.

"Anastasia, you will believe everything I have just reported to you to be absolutely true and there is no reason to wonder or worry, do you understand?" suggested her husband.

"Yes, I understand," replied the one again hypnotized wife, mother and stop smoking hypnotherapist.

"You have no reason to worry or wonder about the events of the evening, Anastasia. Nothing to worry about at all, Anastasia. Tell me there is nothing to worry about this evening," commanded the psychiatrist.

"There is nothing to worry about," responded his wife, still feeling the effects of the earlier trance and the injection of the hypnosis deepening drug coursing through her system.

"Very good Anastasia," commended the husband hypnotist. "When your alarm goes off in the morning, you will begin your day normally. You will have the idea that I should travel to Miami with you for the weekend, we can have some fun around your work schedule. You will be insistent that I travel with you and clear my schedule. You won't take no for an answer. What will you do tomorrow morning, Anastasia?"

"Start the day normally. Insist you travel with me to Miami," relayed the deeply hypnotized woman.

"Who's idea is it that I travel with you, Anastasia?" asked Jamie.

"Mine," replied Anastasia.

"Anastasia, who do you think is our silent partner, the one sending me the emails with instructions?" asked Jamie following the orders of his Master.

"Jonah Hale," was the wife's one word reply, rendering Jamie momentarily speechless. Jonah Hale, ex- high ranking government intelligence official, and former lover of Anastasia Lubova.

'Is this a fact. how do you know?" asked the hypnotist in control- shaking at the revelation.

"We were lovers. He knows about the drug. He oversaw the case when Allison Grant died for the federal government because Dr. Mason called in the government thinking that she had special abilities. He's an expert of intelligence, and he is into kink," the deeply tranced wife replied.

"Why haven't you told me this before?" asked James.

"I am looking out for myself. If you get caught he saves me since I can access the formula. I'm valuable to you both, and saving myself in any situation," the cunning and deceptive wife replied. "It was best you didn't know so you don't do anything stupid, and that fear of the unknown keeps you on your toes which benefits us both."

Jamie shuddered at the statements made by his wife. Always looking out for herself, that was the woman she was when he met Anastasia. He believed he had helped her grow after helping her with the first disaster of the formula with her first partner. He thought marriage and a daughter would form an unbreakable bond between them. He realized in that moment his wife was the same selfish bitch she was when they first met. He was devastated on a deep level, but the new slave side of him was going to enjoy her transformation.

Jamie was deep in thought as he cleaned the mess and readied his wife to return to the waking world, thinking "life's a bitch, then you marry one, but karma is the biggest bitch of all."

"Anastasia, you will get yourself ready for bed now, and when you are finished getting ready, you will get into bed and fall into a deep sleep very quickly," instructed the husband, shaken at the secret his wife had kept from him for so long. "Is that clear, Anastasia?"

"Yes," replied his wife.

"When I snap my fingers you will wake up and not remember being in trance, but your subconscious will remember and complete the suggestions you have been given, do you understand, Anastasia?" asked Jamie.

"Yes I understand," was his wife's reply.

SNAP.

"Well I think I will get ready for bed now," Anastasia said as she awakened from her latest round of hypnosis, stretched and rubbed her thighs as she went to the bathroom to shower and prepare for bed. Jamie felt a surge of pleasure at the success of obeying his Master. On another level, he was glad he was training his wife based on the devastating secret she kept from him for so long.

Kingsman parked the sporty white BMW in the correct spot, picked up his briefcase and walked around to the passenger side and opened the door for his pretty little slave, who spent the trip in the abyss having her desire to obey reinforced. Groggily she left the seat, and stood unsteadily in her 3 inch heels, instinctively holding her Master for support. Kingsman took her hand and instructed her to focus and walk up the stairs to her apartment. Kngsman laughed as he saw boxes of items at the door, partly because the selfish teen didn't care enough to bring them inside, and partly because these items would not be showing up for much longer.

Kingsman reached into his slave's purse and took out the apartment key, opened the door and led her inside. He had her sit on her expensive gray couch and instructed her to remove her shoes. He sat next to her and connected to her hand and began to lead her into the abyss, where her thoughts never fully materialized.

"Lexi you enjoy being a slave, the thought of obedience is arousing to you, and the act of obeying me is rewarded," Kingsman stated, emphasizing the thoughts with pulses of arousal and pleasure. The master continued the conditioning of the young Instagram star's interest and desire to be his slave. Soon Kingsman shifted gears, focusing on her career.

"The idea of being a lesbian is arousing to you. Lexi. The idea of being naughty and not following the traditional ideas of your parents is arousing," Kingsman told the squirming young lady, as he worked to change the pulse patterns within his slave to alter her sexuality. "So exciting to be lesbian, so arousing, so fun. When you are with another girl the first time it will be overwhelmingly arousing, better than anything you've ever felt in your life. There will be no going back once you are with other females the excitement will be too great. Think of the beauty of women, their hair, eyes, breasts, everything about them is exciting to you, Lexi."

Lexi squirmed more on her couch as she felt the pulses of arousal increase as her master conditioned her. Kingsman continued the assault until his newest slave was near orgasm, his desire to separate Lexi from her parents was one way to draw attention to the entire family. Slowly he allowed her to come out of the abyss, still connected to her hand.

"Good girl, Lexi," Kingsman rewarded his slave as she awakened, immediately feeling that arousal again. "So Lexi, are you at all interested in women?"

"Yes, Master," she replied, not realizing she was rubbing herself through her clothing with the hand not being held by her master, which didn't go unnoticed, eliciting a smile.

He removed his hand and told Lexi to take out a cigarette as he walked to the kitchen and retrieved a small bowl for her to use as an ashtray. Lexi immediately took the cigarettes out of her purse and lit up. Seeing her comply as he returned, Kingsman told her "good girl," at which point he saw Lexi shiver in arousal despite not being in contact with her.

"Lexi we are going to talk about your career next. Look at all this teeny bopper stuff you promote. That is going to change slave, you will be into more adult things very soon," promised her Master, watching as his slave began to get more comfortable smoking. He enjoyed the thought of watching her mother helplessly watch as her daughter enjoyed the habit she tried to prevent people from continuing. It would certainly draw attention to her mother and her practice for sure.

"So, are you excited to get into more adult things, Lexi?" asked Kingsman, still not connected.

"Yes, Master," replied the teen, still rubbing herself slightly.

"Lexi stop rubbing yourself, I see how excited you are," laughed Kingsman, as the teen pulled her hand away from her pants, as Kingsman reached out and took it in his own.

"So, I know you love being my slave, it is so arousing."

He pulses he sent reinforcing her arousal at being a slave with his comment and connection almost caused Lexi to drop her cigarette, as he said, "I am sure you will love the adult ideas you will start to take on. Adult clothes, fetish equipment, fetish wear, you'll be stunning with these items Lexi."

Arousal again over rode the limited thoughts the teen was having, listening to her master tell her about her new career and interests. Lesbian. Fetish wear. Fetish gear. It all overwhelmed and aroused the 19-year old.

"I'll guide you Lexi, you want me to guide you because you trust me. I know what is best for you and your career," reassured KIngsman, sending pulses and rearranging patterns in Lexi to ensure she loved these ideas, and trusted him to shape her career. "Tell me you trust me, Lexi."

"I trust you Master," the conditioned slave replied, feeling it to be true as the pulses and flickers continued in her head.

"Take a drag Lexi then put out your cigarette," ordered Kngsman, watching as the slave complied with no hesitation.

"Kneel here, Lexi," commanded the master, pointing to the spot right in front of him.

"Yes, Master," replied the slave, moving to her knees, as Kingsman adjusted her posture to put her hands behind her back, and pushed her back to thrust her chest forward.

"This is the proper position for a kneeling slave," reminded Kingsman, as he walked to the door where he placed his briefcase. Kingsman took out a set of buttplugs and a pair of pink rubber panties, this set having no hole at the front, and a tube of lube.

"Lexi this is the same set I am using to train your father," commented Kingsman, opening the plugs and showing them to the kneeling teen. "Let's see how well you can follow orders, Lexi. When I snap my fingers, you will get up, take the smallest plug from this set, take the lube, and the rubber panties, and go to the bathroom, strip and insert the plug using the lube into your ass, then put on the panties and come here and kneel again. I suggest using enough lube, slave."