DOC'S OBEDIENCE CLINIC CH THREE
Jake and Beth settled into a work routine. Beth was almost back to her old self. Jake had told her to dress like she used to. She was now completely independent. She could work or go wherever she wanted. She would take Mary out for the day.
Mary had an attendant who watched over her. She had settled on the intelligence of a six-year-old, more or less. She was happy and had learned to read. She could talk and be on her own in the house. This was all she would probably be for the rest of her life, but she was alive long after the doctors had told her she would be dead. She had made the decision and even though she would never know the outcome, she is happy and healthy. Beth and Jake would make sure she remained that way for the rest of her life.
Beth understood her situation. She took her pills and never had any problem with a potential addiction from the control in her. She had her work and a clear mind to advance it. Jake never interfered with her and allowed her to live independently. She knew she still would do whatever Jake told her to do, but he was very careful about how and when he invoked it.
Jake did have one problem he was very concerned about. As more and more rich millionaires showed up with their "toys" to be re-programmed, Jake knew the likelihood that someone would slip and let what he was doing out of the bag. He needed to put an end to that weakness. He decided the only way to guarantee safety was to program the buyer to forget him and only remember what he had paid for. Now he just had to figure out a way to accomplish that.
He started by telling Beth about his concerns. She agreed and started working on a solution. Jake knew she would figure it out.
Dave now worked with Jake and ran the logistics. Ann had become a good friend to Beth, and they did things together.
Jake was very happy he didn't need to control Beth any longer. He loved having the real Beth in his life and his bed. It didn't take Beth long to solve the customer "problem". Since they needed blood from the customer to make the DNA control for the subject, they simply made it a two-step process. They would inject Jake's DNA into them and Jake would tell them what they would do once they left Jake's company. They would forget anything about Jake and enjoy the fact that their "significant other" would do what they were told simply because they "loved" them.
They had a chance to test this new option very soon. They got a call from a man who owns an NFL team. Jake didn't know which and didn't care which. He flew in on his private jet with his wife. Dave picked them up at the airport and drove them to the house.
"Thank you for seeing me. Walter says you are a miracle worker with attitudes. I've got a dozy of an attitude." At that moment, his wife walked in from the kitchen. "Let me introduce you to my wife, Melanie. Say hello to Jake and Beth, Melanie."
"Yeah, whatever. Who do I have to sleep with to get a simple drink in this place?"
"Melanie, be nice. We're guests here."
Jake was ready to drug the shit out her immediately. He'd do her for free, the bitch. "What would you like to drink, ma-am?"
"You got any Scotch?"
"Rocks, or no?"
"I don't want any water in my drink."
"Got it." Jake went to the kitchen to get her a Scotch. On the way back, he put enough tranquillizer in it to put down a horse. She was going to sleep for a long time. By then, she'd be as nice as a kitten.
"Here's your drink. I hope you enjoy it."
She took the drink and downed most of it in one gulp. Jake hoped she would sit down before she passed out. He didn't want her to hurt herself before he fixed her.
"Don't worry, Michael. I think we can take care of your problem pretty quickly."
She must have felt it immediately because she did sit down. Within a few minutes she sat on a couch and a couple of minutes later she fell over onto the couch, out cold. "What did you do to my wife?"
"I knocked her out. Now we will be able to work on her for you in peace. You are welcome to come and watch, if you wish."
"You bet your ass I want to watch her become the compliant, sweetheart I married."
He picked up his wife and carried her down the stairs. When he got there, he put her on the table.
They had used the Ann program. It has worked on dozens of women, all of whom are now living a happy life as the wife of a very rich and successful man.
"We will need to draw some of your blood. Your blood will be her control. Once your DNA is in her system, she will obey you without question."
He liked the idea and rolled up his sleeve. Beth put the first shot into him and began to draw blood. He never noticed there were two shots.
"You can watch her while we make the control serum."
He nodded and they went to the lab. When they were gone, he began playing with his wife's limp body. He flopped her arms and legs around and pushed her head around a couple of times. "Take that, bitch. You're not so hot now, are you. I should have done this to you long ago. Speaking of doing something to you...." He grabbed her hair and pulled her head over to the edge of the table. He took out his dick, pushed her mouth open and shoved it into her mouth. She was out and just lay there. He enjoyed fucking her mouth. She hadn't done that for him in a very long time. He finished by shoving his dick as deep into her throat as he could and fired into her. When he was finished, he pulled out and wiped his dick on her tongue and lips.
Jake and Beth had watched their cameras while they worked. Jake couldn't blame him for that.
Beth already had the basic control compound ready beforehand. All she had to do was install Michael's DNA into her control. They had used Jake's DNA as Michael's control. It would go away as soon as the nano-bots were flushed out of his system. All that would remain would be the rewired neural paths in his brain. It would take a day for that to happen. By the time he loses the memory of what Jake had done to his wife, she would be a sweet, purring kitten. He would be so happy about her, but he wouldn't remember what had made her change, and he would forget all about Jake and Beth.
They went back into the room where Michael and Melanie were waiting. Beth injected Melanie with both injections.
"Now we just must wait for her to wake up. It might take longer because of the tranquilizer, but she will wake up. We will make up the control pills. You will need her to take one pill every week, usually every Sunday for the rest of her life. If she doesn't, she will have withdrawals as if from an addiction. You understand?" He nodded.
"Since we don't have the pills yet, we will need you to push a large amount of your DNA into her system now. The quickest way to get it into her bloodstream is one of two ways. You can choose. We can give her a direct shot into her bloodstream. If you'd like more fun than that, you can push your dick down her throat and make her swallow a large amount of your semen. That will be a large enough dose to hold you over until we can get you the pills. You will need to stay here tonight while our lab makes your first batch of pills. After that, we will ship you a bulk order soon."
Jake and Beth both saw him fuck her mouth while they were away. The question was, would he tell them about that, or take the shot method. Maybe he would just fuck her mouth again.
"Just give her the shot. I'll enjoy the little minx myself, later."
Beth gave her the shot. Now, they just had to wait. Jake had the kitchen send them down lunch while they waited. They enjoyed sandwiches and beer while they waited.
It took two hours for her to wake up. When her eyes started fluttering, Jake addressed her. "Melanie, can you hear me?"
She opened her eyes and looked at Jake. When she saw Michael, she smiled. "Hello, dear. Is everything okay?"
Michael smiled at her and held her hand. "Melanie, my love. Everything is perfect."
Jake whispered into Michael's ear. "We need to run a test. Tell her to do something she would normally not do."
Michael thought for a second and then smiled. "Melanie, my love. I have a bet with Jake. Would you please remove your blouse and show Jake your breasts? We have a bet."
Melaine smiled at Michael. "Yes, my love. If that is what it takes for you to win the bet, I will gladly do as you ask."
She sat up and removed her blouse. When it was gone, she unsnapped her bra and threw it on the table. She sat there with her large, implanted breasts showing to everyone like she was proud of them. Jake figured they had cost Michael enough; she should be proud of them. Jake waved to Michael, and he told her to put her blouse back on. She did so with a smile.
"We're good. We are having a nice dinner tonight. You have just enough time to enjoy your "new" wife this afternoon if you want."
Michael smiled like a kid at Christmas and held out his arm to his wife. She took it and they headed upstairs. The butler showed them to their room, and they didn't see them again until they were called for dinner.
When they came down for dinner, both were smiling like college kids after a wonderful date. She was laughing at everything he said, and he was holding her hand.
Dinner was wonderful. Michael couldn't be nicer, and Melanie was a perfect dinner guest. They sat in the den and had drinks for a couple of hours. Micheal finally yawned and said he was tired. He took Melanie's hand, and they headed upstairs, giggling.
"I guess that was a success, huh Beth?"
Beth nodded. "I just hope the control wipes out his memory after tomorrow. The last thing we need is that blowhard remembering what changed his wife and spreading it around like jam on toast."
First thing in the morning, the pills arrived from the lab. Jake handed them to Michael and had him give her one then. Jake told her she needed one of these pills every Sunday for the rest of her life as a vitamin. She nodded and swallowed the pill.
Dave took them to the airport. They were gone.
A couple of days later, Jake called his office to try and speak to him. Michael told his secretary he had no idea who Jake was and wouldn't talk to him. Success.
Jake and Beth decided then that no customer would remember them. There would be no discovering them from loose lips.
Their next customer came from an unexpected place, the front door of their house. The butler came and told Jake a young woman was at the door, and she seemed very upset.
Jake went to see. "Miss, can I help you?"
She was very pretty, around twenty-five, raven-black hair with a perfect figure. At the moment, her makeup was running, and her clothes were very disheveled. She had obviously been crying. "My name is Annabelle, but everyone calls me Belle. I'm at the end of my rope. If you can't help me, I may kill myself."
Beth had followed him to the door and stepped around Jake to put her arm around the distressed woman. "Come in, my dear. Tell us your problem."
They sat down on the couch in the living room and waited for her to start. "I have been to several doctors and several clinics. No one can help me. They keep saying it is in my head that I could stop if I really wanted to. But I have tried and tried. I'm a prisoner of my passions. Please help me.?" Jake looked at Beth.
