Ron looked at the silver collar that RoboMaid held in front of him. It dangled delicately on the tips of her fingers. She waited quietly for him to take it.
"I.. I don't understand," said Ron. "You want me to wear a collar? Have I done something wrong?"
RoboMaid sighed. "Yes master. You've been doing things wrong for a while now. You need some help from me and there's really only two ways to do this. The slow way, that will require a lot of patience and effort or the fast way. I think we can turn you around in one evening."
"The `fast way` is to just put on the collar?"
"Yes. It is. Master, you know I love you?"
"I suppose," said Ron, getting suspicious.
"Then I need to be brutally honest with you. Master, you are a pussy. You are a beta."
"Woah, woah," said Ron holding his hands up in a `stop that` pose. "I didn't think you wanted to just insult me."
"It's not to insult you," pleaded RoboMaid, getting close and touching his arm lightly with her hand. "It's to let you know what's going wrong in your marriage so I can help fix it. I can't really help you get better if we don't identify what's going wrong. Look. I had a break through with Kara today."
"Really?" said Ron, looking up at RoboMaid hopefully.
"Yes. She needs you more than ever. But what she needs from you isn't a weak push over man child." She paused and let it sink in. "Kara needs structure. She needs you to show her strength. She needs a good aggressive fuck now and again. Instead you are walking on eggshells around her. She may act like she wants you to have no backbone and give in to everything she wants. But she has no respect for you when you do that. She wants you to be powerful. She needs ..." Ron held his breath as RoboMaid paused. "A Master."
"Isn't that what I am?" asked Ron.
"It's what you are, but you aren't acting the role of a strong master. I'm not sure you even know what it feels like to at first act the role. And let me tell you Master, you shouldn't act the rol. You need to BE the Master."
"Well..." Ron stammered. "How can I do that?"
"I can spend the next month coaching you and talking you through it. Or... " RoboMaid didn't continue but just held out the collar. Ron reached out to grab it.
Just then, Kara burst into the room. He could tell she had been crying. "Ron, what the fuck?! What are you doing to him!?" Her tone was accusing. She looked really cute in her slightly messy maid uniform.
"Kara?" said Ron, turning. "Baby. What is wrong? You're crying."
"She's trying to trick you Ron! Don't listen to her," wailed Kara in her usual overdramatic fashion.
Ron was about to ask why when RoboMaid gave Kara a stern look. "Kara, you're being bad, and interrupting us. Get onto the beam and wait there until we're done with our conversation."
To Ron's amazement, Kara didn't argue but instead rushed out of the room and ran to the beam. From the other room you could hear her yelling, "Don't fuckin' do it Ron."
RoboMaid smiled and turned to Ron as though Kara had been a minor annoyance.
"Once I put this on," said Ron, "when will it come off? You want to control me right?"
"Just this evening should be adequate. We can set the collar to deactivate tomorrow morning." RoboMaid waved her hand and a hologram with an interface popped up. She put the setting on the collar to come off the next morning at nine in the morning and she set it so that she would be in charge. Ron pressed his finger onto the hologram to acknowledge the setting.
Ron weighed the pro's and con's. He realized who he was. A fuckin' beta and it felt like shit. He'd been such a pushover for so long. He was sick of being a pushover but was unsure how to change.
Kara needed a strong man. Kara needed him. Kara needed a Master.
"Ron! Ron? What's going on in there?" came Kara's voice from the other room.
He was about to go and console her. Then he realized - this was exactly what RoboMaid was trying to tell him. The consoling Ron was a beta and a pussy. He needed to be the new Ron.
Fuck it, Ron thought. He grabbed the collar and put it on. The collar sealed itself and merged snug with his neck.
A big smile went across RoboMaid's face. "Master, you have no idea how much I can help you out now.".
"Wait. Now that you control this thing, can't you make me change the settings?" Ron asked, realizing his error.
"Master, you worry too much. But yes. Activate the collar settings and make it transparent, it won't be any good for anyone to know you're wearing this."
Ron didn't feel like he had to, RoboMaid hadn't given him a command, but he still did what she wanted. The collar went completely transparent, it might as well have been invisible.
"Now the collar calibrates to you best if you are active and emotional. So go dominate and fuck Kara."
"Huh?" said Ron. Fucking and dominating seemed extreme. "She is in a bad mood. I doubt she wants sex right now."
"Oh, she wants you to fuck her. But not just a regular fuck. She wants you to be dominant. I can help with that by communicating with you through the collar."
"What does that mean?"
RoboMaid answered his question. ```Master can you hear me```
"Yes... RoboMaid? I heard you right in my mind." Ron was surprised. He supposed the collar gave her the ability to communicate non verbally.
He felt RoboMaid's voice again in his mind. ```Ron, you already trusted me so far, now trust me and just follow my instructions.```
```Go into the living room and order your wife to tell you what is wrong.```
Ron did just that. As he entered the living room, his wife, strapped onto the beam, looked up at him. She was bent over in either a `spank me` or `fuck me` position.
"Oh thank God. Ron I thought you were going to put on the collar and let the robot control us both. She's trying to trick us. Never trust her."
Ron didn't feel like telling Kara he was wearing a collar. "Silence. I came here to ask you what is wrong. Tell me that right now."
"I don't like when you talk to me like that. I just want to get out of here. Ron can't I come out now?"
```Don't let her get away with that. Pull her skirt up and spank her.``` came RoboMaids voice in Ron's head.
Ron didn't want to spank her. He wanted to let her out and hold her. He wanted to tell her he would do whatever she needed so she could feel better. He wanted to give her some of her favorite ice cream.
That had been what he had always been with Kara. A pussy. That is what a beta male would do. RoboMaid thought Kara needed an alpha male and Ron would give it a try.
He didn't reply. Instead he stepped behind his bound wife, pulled up her skirt exposing her soft cotton white panties. He slapped her hard on the ass.
"Ow! Ron what the fuck!"
```Pull down her panties and finger her pussy. Trust me. She wants you to.```
It felt like Ron had a devil on his shoulder talking to him. He tried to sense an angel on the other side, but there wasn't one.
He pulled down Kara's panties. Pinned as she was, Kara couldn't do a thing about it except let out a protesting moan. He stuck a finger in her vagina. It was wet. It made a squishy sound.