Wanna Bet?

Hi everyone. I hope you all are enjoying the story thus far. I wanted to point out one thing. I used a rather odd name (odd to me) for Jessica's mother in this story. It turns out it is actually a very popular name in Sweden. Just wanted to put that out in case someone thinks I have just made one up. Again, if you have comments or issues, please be polite.

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There is just something about Vegas, especially if you are a high roller. The exclusive parties on the top floors, the VIP treatment, the looks you get when you enter with a classy knock-out on your arm whose hair and makeup cost more than most people make in a week; oh yeah, it's the life.

I'm just here to mingle a bit before the big game downstairs in the high roller room. I am looking to take nearly $10 million tonight provided my information is right and Dr. Wong's profiling is correct (it hasn't failed me yet).

But you don't care about that.

You want the details on what I did after taking Missy and Megan, formerly known as Dr. Stannoer and Dr. Wong and then what I did after that.

That's a fun story.

The next day we got up late. I had played and fucked all of my women as a celebration of our freedom. Megan made us breakfast and I had her get into a Maid's uniform and serve us in bed. Then we got up and cleaned up and we all went into the living room. Missy was moaning into her gag and she had wet herself. She tugged at her bonds and then moaned a bit more.

I had Megan undo the restraints and ordered Missy to kneel in front of me. I removed the gag and asked her how she felt.

"Sir, I feel horrible. My head is spitting and I am so thirsty. I really want some more wine."

"You are hung over. I gave you real wine last night and doped your smokes. You will not drink anymore wine for a while. I need your mind intact, drinking and drugs will destroy it. But I command you to drink a lot of water."

"Yes Sir."

Megan gave Missy a large glass of water and she drank it down. I had her take a quick shower and then dress in a very small pair of panties. She knelt before me and I then interrogated her for several hours while Dr. Hong took notes.

I'm going to give you a spoiler here, Megan never found out anything about my power. She always insists on having sessions with my newest thralls, but always reports the same thing. No idea why people want to honor every lost bet with me, they just do.

She is still at it to this day and is getting the same results.

I asked Missy if she remembered any of her bets and although she said she didn't, she added that she knew that she was my 100% loyal slave. Not servant, SLAVE, emphasis hers. She said that she would never ever attempt to beat me at any bet and that she would always throw any game against me. And she was ecstatically happy about the situation.

I asked her about a lot of stuff and I found out some nasty things. Missy had a somewhat fucked up childhood. She was a genius, entered school way early so in social settings she was always awkward. Her dad was a drunk, her mom was one of those hard charging, drive your kids hard kind of women (who had died of a heart attack when Missy was 18, and Missy apparently didn't much miss her), so she was on her own.

When she did get into sex, it was online and she soon developed a fetish for controlling others. Fit perfectly for her mentality given she had always been told she was special, she was a genius, she was superior to everyone, etc. So she got into some underground sex clubs and soon developed a taste for being the Mistress or Lady.

Not exactly my thing, but I didn't really have any issues with that (each unto their own right?) until she started talking about how she abused her position and power to dominate others at school. Turns out she was quite a nasty little tyrant. Aside from Amy she had had over thirty "servants" over her time and had used threats, drugs, blackmail, and flat out brainwashing experimental drugs supplied by Megan to turn her graduate assistants into her little toys. I had Nina and Jessica check out each one and it was not nice. Several had committed suicide, two had sold themselves into white slavery, others had all sorts of emotional and mental problems, five were alcoholics or drug addicts, just about all of them were wrecks and having some major issues in life that you could trace back to Missy's hands.

That pissed me off and I decided that the good doctor needed to be brought down to earth. I didn't get the information on all of the people until later that week but I decided based on what Missy told me then that the good doctor had to be adjusted mentally.

I dealt out some cards for a game of stud. "You cannot use your system against me; you cannot do any calculations in your head, or anything other than play straight. Wanna bet? The bet is that if I win you will forget all about being a brilliant math genius and instead think you are a young college co-ed bimbo who is sleeping your way through college and that I'm your professor that you have to fuck in order to graduate. You will think that until I say "bet is paid" and then you will revert back to what you are now exactly. If you win, you get to pick any sexual fantasy you want to have with me or any of one of my women and play it for one full day, 24 hours. Only restrictions are that you cannot hurt anyone, even a little."

Now this probably sounds a lot crazier than what I had wished for before, but I was testing her comment from the night before that she would never ever try to win against me. I also wanted to see if she considered this bet to be too much for her. The bettors had to agree on the bet and say yes (even though you might have second thoughts once you agreed to the bet it was on, Missy had found that out when in a moment of drunken weakness she had agreed to a bad bet and lost).

Missy was good to her early promise. She agreed quickly and picked up her cards. She barely glanced at them, and then tossed in two. I took three (had a pair of jacks), and just as I was ready to ask for any more bets Missy tossed her cards down and said "I fold".

As soon as she said that her eyes rolled up and her face seemed to freeze for a few moments. Then her eyes rolled back down and she, uh, changed.

You really have to see it to understand it, but I'll try to describe it. I have been doing this for a while now and I've figured out that the more radical the change you make on a bet, the more you can actually see it happen. Trixie is another prime example of the change, but Missy was the first and I have to say I enjoyed her the most.

I can't change physical form with my bets. I can't bet that a brunette will turn into a blonde and poof I get a blonde. But I can make them think like one, or decide to dye their hair, or get a boob job, or work out more. Missy was the first major mentality change I had done. The others had been a bit more gradual and were pretty much step by step, or were changes that the person could embrace fairly easily (like hooking up with a handsome guy or hot lady, or enjoying the excitement of a game of chance, or liking the life of hot arm candy for a jet setter). Not with Missy.

Her face was pretty nice with that brunette hair and her smoky grey eyes. When her eyes rolled back down they locked on mine and I saw her get dumber. That probably sound weird, but you know how some people have these eagle eyes, sharp, piercing, steady gaze, than kind of thing? Missy had that when she was the doc, and in spades. She was one of those people who could freeze you with a glance.

I watched her eyes and they got dull. I mean the light actually seemed to fade and they got this empty, "nobody is home" look to them. And her face changed too. It seemed to relax and soften, her rather stern smile seemed to soften and warm up. It was like all the mental hard edges that had pushed into her body melted. She was still the same body, but her whole body had changed and become soft and pliable.

Then she giggled.

I heard Jessica gasp and I damn near did too. That giggle coming from the doc was unthinkable. But this wasn't the doc anymore. This was Missy.

Missy gave me a smoldering smile and slowly stood up. She was naked and she put one of her hands behind her neck and the other on her hip and cocked her hip towards me. She giggled again and winked.

"Like what you see Professor? It's all yours baby, just give me that passing grade and this whole body is yours for the taking."

I cleared my throat and smiled. "Young lady, trading sex for grades is against the University code of ethics. I am afraid we will have to do some actual work." She actually pouted at that and turned her body full on to me and put both her hands behind her head and slightly spread her legs. I gulped as she giggled again and said "I will give you a passing grade provided you assist this lady in some of her research. Megan, please ask your questions and then I will, ahem, give a personal examination to Missy."

Missy licked her lips and giggled again (damn, that was really turning me on!). She looked at Megan with a complete lack of any recognition at all and said "'Kay, like what's up?"

I let Megan question Missy for nearly an hour while Missy kept posing for me and flirting. I had Amy go and get her some nice lingerie and she was soon dressed in a red lace panties and bra with a matching garter belt and stocking with nice long six inch heels. She did her make up too, real slutty. But she answered every question.

I was pretty impressed by what my bet had done and I could tell Megan was too. Missy, formerly Dr. M.S. Stannoer, was a complete bimbo airheaded college girl who literally was too stupid to do basic math. She had zero recollection of anything other than being a party girl in high school and sleeping her way through college professors. Her memories about details were hazy, she had problems remembering names and exact times and places, but she was 100% certain she had done what she said she did. We showed her pictures of her getting awards and diplomas, giving speeches and all of that, and she would look at it, giggle and say "Sillies, that isn't me. I'm way too young to be doing THAT." She honestly thought her own driver's license was a fake so she could get into over 25 clubs.

I told her to go and get some water and food and to talk about some parties with Amber and Jessica who she warmed up to really fast as they were hot sorority girls in the hot sorority (she knew all about the TKs and wanted to pledge them she said). I then had a talk with Megan. Megan confirmed my suspicions about her really having a fake memory in place but had no idea how it happened. She wanted to take her in for a CAT scan and blood tests but I said we would have time for that later. I sent her on her way with orders to check in with me nightly and await more instructions.

Missy came back with Amber giggling and she strutted over to me and eased down into my lap. She wrapped her arms around my neck and whispered in my ear. "Oh you naughty professor, having these two hot TKs as your own women? I wonder if you can break away long enough to give me my examination?"

She kissed me lightly and pulled back. I still had trouble believing that this giggly, vapid, brunette bimbo was the former Dr. Stannoer, but she leaned in and gave me a kiss that curled my toes and I figured I might as well enjoy. I fondled her wonderful tits and she giggled even more.

I sucked on both of her nipples and just let my tongue roam around on areolas while Missy just giggles and sighed. I let my left hand roam on down between her legs and she was nice and wet. I pulled up and said "Missy, hop off my lap and bend over the couch. Ever done it doggie-style?"

Missy let out a squeal and said "Oh fun! No, never, but this will be totes awesome!" I smiled as I watched practically hop over to the couch and bend over. She looked over her shoulder and waggled her ass at me. "Come and get it Professor! It's all yours for an A!"

I stood up, unzipped, dropped pants and moved in behind her. Missy sucked her breath as I eased in and then gave a little grunt as I started to pump in and out. Man, her pussy was NICE when taken from behind. She had been tight before but from the rear it was a bit looser but still very firm and snug. I really enjoyed fucking her like that and soon we were both panting heavily and grunting away. Missy was biting down onto a pillow and growling, and I was tearing it up. I pushed my cock in the whole way, right up to my balls and they would slap into her ass with a noticeable smack with each thrust.

All good things come to an end though. After several minutes I tensed and came into her pussy and she clamped the kegel muscles down hard and I had to work hard to pull free. My dick looked like an empty toothpaste tube when I finally got free and I was fucking winded. Missy was giggling and kept her muscles clamped tight so none of my cum leaked out.

"I sooo like the feel of you in me like this. I want to keep it all in for myself." Missy said when I asked why she hadn't let it drain out.

I was pretty winded and it was time to head back to college. So I said "You Missy, get and A. And you bet is paid off in full."

Missy smiled at the first part and then when I said the second part her eyes rolled up again and then back. I saw her face harden and in a few moments the ditzy Missy was gone and Dr. Missy Stannoer was back in force. She smiled at me and said "Sir, I trust you enjoyed that."

I could see Dr. Wong writing quickly so I asked "Missy, do you remember any of that?"

Missy nodded. "Yes actually. You didn't tell me not to remember it so I do. Very odd, but actually fun as well. I felt like a whole new person. I had a whole new set of memories; I can remember not remembering anything about who I had been, and just being a spacey bimbo. It was fun, like live action roll playing or method acting or some such thing. I actually wouldn't mind doing it again. Especially the sex, I am finding out that being the dominated one is really fun."

I saw Megan writing it all down and smiled. "Well, you do a good job as my servant and maybe we can play around some more with this. In the meantime, we have college to go to. Megan, you know what you have to do. Missy, you will go back to being the old you in public. Let's cut back on the classes for the system, but you will continue to work on it. But I want to know the second you think you have if completed. That might not be ever, but if it is I want to know about it. You will not tell anyone about this weekend, or how you now belong to me. That would raise questions we don't want asked."

Megan and Missy both nodded and Nina, Amy, Amber, and Jessica left with me. Everyone was pretty happy I'm telling you.

That pretty much ended the threat from Dr. Stannoer. With the programming she had she had no desire to even want to try to get free and she would usually just fold when we would bet. She actually liked changing personalities and that led to some fun times which I might talk about later. She still works for me as a private contractor and has a nice condo in Miami and one in Venice Italy (I reward my workers and her system has paid for itself thousands of times over the price of two condos and a sizable salary). At fifty, she is still pretty damn hot if I do say so myself.

That's getting ahead of the story though. We got back and I spent the next couple of weeks getting things back to normal. Got my classes back on track, got back with the frat, got the girls back to classes, and smoothed things over in the gambling rooms and at the track. I made sure to go back and loose gracefully some of the money I had racked in. But I offset that loss with a somewhat of a long shot on a horse and made out pretty well.

FYI, I made sure that I cleaned out that bastard who got me into the whole Dr. Stannoer mess. I was able to get him into a one on one hand when a couple guys left for a drink and I drove the other guy out. He was pretty mad, but got the idea that playing me was not ever going to end well for him and since I was putting down more over time than he was, he found himself being invited back less and less.

After a couple of week's things were back to normal and the rest of year passed with no major issues. That summer was spent doing a circuit around the state and expanding my game. There are several large cities in my home state, and the capital was only one and not even the biggest one. So I took my system on the road with Nina, Missy and Megan supporting me and Amber and Jessica sometimes coming along for some more of the upscale events.

The summer was a blast. I made a LOT of money on cards, dice, and horses, more than I had ever dreamed I could. I had to put most of it in safe deposit boxes until I figured out what to do with it. Cash, made by underground gambling (and I was still only 20 so all my betting was illegal), can't be put in a Savings Account unless you are ready to explain where you got it.

And that led me to finally meeting Jessica's mom, releasing Amber from my direct control, and a very entertaining time.

We had two weeks before classes would start and I was back at Missy's house (now mine for all intents and purposes) counting up my earnings for the summer and giving out shares for support. I had Missy working for free (I was still mad at her), but Dr. Wong, Nina, Jessica, and Amber had been working hard to support me and I felt I should reward good work.

It was also planning time. I had to figure out what to do with the money, but Amber was done with her Master's degree and I had to decide what to do with her. If she stayed, I had to either support her, or make her work at a job, or do something. Jessica came up with a great solution.

"Amber has a MBA, why not send her out to work for a casino? Make some contacts? She doesn't have to do anything shady, but in the right place she could be a big help."

I agreed and Amber did too. I called in a favor from a guy I had bet and won who happened to work in Vegas and he was able to help out by setting up some interviews. I was going to miss Amber, but like I've said before Jessica was my woman, and I felt it was time for Amber to move on.

I made a bet with Amber in that if I won she would be released from her servitude to me, but we would remain "very close" friends and help each other out if necessary. Her bet was to remain at my side as my other woman (I was tempted a great deal to throw that bet), but I won. She left the next day, killed the interview and got hired in the marketing department of Caesar's Palace two days later. We are still very close friends and I always see her when I'm in town. And she is now a senior VP with the Palace and is in line for eventual CEO.

Jessica was already enrolled in her Master's Program so she would be remaining as my woman (never any doubt about that). I was also debating about releasing Nicole, Kimberly, and Heather, they were graduated as well, but none of them had applied for a Master's program or even a job. They were just hanging around. They were nice, and fun to have around when Jessica was busy, but not what I was looking for. None of them had majors that would help me any, none of them were really driven or focused (I could have changed that, but I like it naturally like Jessica or Amber, more fun to redirect it), and they were really not my type.

After a long discussion with Jessica, Nina, Amy, Dr. Hong, and even Missy I decided to let them go with the same conditions as Amber. I also hooked them up with some interviews. I run into them now and again and sometimes we have some fun. They turned out like I expected though; Gold Diggers, married to rich older men who they had affairs with and became the second wife too, then either divorced them or they died. Kimberly was on husband four the last time I saw her.