As the morning sun gently coaxed Jason from his slumber, he found himself smiling with contentment.
Not quite willing to open his eyes just yet, Jason stretched lazily, giving his body time to wake up.
As he did, he realized that the bed felt significantly less crowded than it had when he'd dozed several hours ago. Evie must have snuck out sometime during the night.
Last night, after giving her older brother his first-ever blowjob—and subsequently getting herself off at his feet—Jason's sister had crawled into bed next to him.
Physically and emotionally spent, Jason didn't bother to protest. He simply made room, draped his arm over her, and promptly fell asleep.
While he did feel a tinge of loneliness at her absence, Jason knew that it was for the best.
He was pretty sure his mother had stopped checking on him in the mornings—after walking in on him with his dick out several weeks ago. But even so, there was still a chance that someone might notice Evie leaving his room in the morning.
Staring up at the ceiling, Jason found himself reflecting on the previous night. It had been... eventful.
He had received his first blowjob...and it was everything he had ever dreamt of. Amazingly, if Evie was to be believed—and he did believe her—that was also her first blowjob.
'God damn,'
he exclaimed silently to himself.
'If she was that good on her first time, what's she going to be like with a little practice?'
Further, in addition to the fantastic blowjob, Evie was ready, no, she was eager, to go "all the way" with Jason.
He had wanted it, but he was too nervous. What if he did it wrong? Or what if he "popped" too quickly and embarrassed himself?
That was the real reason he had stopped his younger sister from taking his virginity, his fear and self-doubt. Of course, that's not how he presented it to her. He remembered what he had told her as he stopped her from sitting on his prick, "You haven't earned it."
'You haven't earned it?'
Jason rolled his eyes.
'What the fuck was that? Come to think of it, what was my deal last night in general?'
A couple of days ago, he caught himself daydreaming about Evelin being his girlfriend. And, even though he had told himself that would never work, he still liked the idea of it.
A beautiful young woman to love and cherish; it's every man's dream.
But last night, as she sniveled and pleaded with him, he found himself repulsed by her. It was disgusting.
When she first entered his room over a week ago, she had seemed so calm, confident, and in control. Even though he had five years on her, she had made him feel so immature and inexperienced next to her.
It was, at least in part, that maturity and strength that Jason had found so attractive.
When she was nothing more than a pitiful ball of fear at his feat last night, it was like she was a different person.
Still beautiful and damn sexy but lacking any of the traits that he respected. At that moment, Evelin ceased being an equal and turned into nothing more than an object to be used.
Jason felt so conflicted and guilty over how he had treated his sister.
'But damn, it was hot. I don't think I've ever been that turned on. I felt so powerful,'
Jason mused.
It was undeniable that Jason had some sort of latent dominant tendencies within him. And, he couldn't wait to bring them fully to bear on Janice, his mother.
But Evie... Evie was his little sister. Was that really the type of relationship he wanted with her? Based on her reaction last night, she seemed to seriously enjoy being dominated.
'I don't know,'
Jason thought.
'We'll just have to see where things go.'
Setting aside thoughts of his younger sister, for now, Jason turned his attention to what else he had learned last night.
Assuming that Evie was even vaguely representative of how others might respond, Jason gained some valuable insight into hypnotic conditioning.
The key, it seemed, was not trying to reprogram someone but rather to amplify existing aspects of their personality.
As Evelin had described it, she has a long-held fear of being alone and losing her man. Similiar, these two fears seemed to reinforce each other.
Jason realized that, purely by accident, he had managed to refocus and amplify those fears with his initial programming.
Then, when Evie was already moving in the right direction, he—again by pure blind luck—managed to give her a big nudge.
The result was evident in her behavior last night. What had previously been an uncomfortable level of fear and anxiety, which had lead Evelin to make some poor choices, had grown into a full-on obsession.
That obsession, focused on him, had reduced his sister to a trembling ball of goo last night. She was so terrified of losing her big brother that she would have eagerly consented to nearly anything.
It was that notion which caused Jason the most guilt. He had been disgusted by Evie last night. But, to be fair, it really was his programming that had pushed her to that desperate place.
'Dude, seriously! Stop worrying about Evie. We'll take care of it. Just relax, and get to work.'
Jason scolded himself.
As Jason went about his usual morning household chores, dusting, mopping, laundry, etc., he tried to plan his path forward.
It had been weeks...now, and he had made no progress on his only true goal. Dominating his mother, Janice.
Not only was there no discernable progress—well, some progress if you consider the app and the testing that Evie had been helping with—but Jason was no closer to even knowing how to use the app on her.
This whole endeavor was supposed to empower him and put him in control of his life, but once again, his mother was managing to leave him feeling weak and inept. (And this time, she wasn't even aware she was doing it.)
He had to figure something out, and it had to be soon. Even so, the fear of acting too rashy and screwing it all up weighed heavily on Jason's mind.
Eventually, morning chores accomplished, Jason found himself seated in front of his computer, ready to resume work on the app.
As he did every time he got to work on this project, Jason pulled up his project plan to review progress and determine where he needed to focus that day.
Looking over the list of deliverables and due dates, Jason suddenly felt the world closing in on him.
He was aware of the problem, had been for a while now, but he had, thus far, successfully managed to ignore it. However, the document currently occupying his screen made that strategy no longer feasible.
The project was finished.
Not entirely; there was still a bit of work. But most of that involved administrative work. Writing up test results, documenting settings and passwords, and cleaning up any evidence that he had been using the system for his own... purposes.
His team still had a tiny bit of outstanding code, but Jason was confident that they would deliver that today or tomorrow.
Even if he dragged his feet, Jason estimated there were no more than six working days left. And, six days simply were not enough time to use the app on Beth and Janice. It might not even be enough time to finish tweaking Evie's programming.
