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The New Wife (P) -Ladydark/deliliah-

Ladydark

The minds master
Joined
Jan 18, 2012
Location
Canada
Marcus, despite his good looks and his wealth, had no luck with women, he was always told he was weird. He was tired of being alone, of trying to find a woman who fit his wants. So he invented a machine to help make his perfect woman, all he needed now, was a woman to work on.

Jump forward a month, he had been searching for the perfect candidate for his machine and finally found one. He had been watching her for a few weeks now, and finally found a night that would be perfect to take her. She had a late night class on Saturday nights, then she would cut through the park to return to her dorm. He was waiting behind a bush, he had broken the lamp over the path. When his target started to make her way by him, he silently came out behind her and held a damp cloth over her face.
 
Amalie finished up her last class. She had pretty well over the last ten months of school, she passed every class with excellent grades, but she chose to take a few summer courses so that she wouldn't have to go back home. Not that she had a problem with her family, but there was just too much, at least at college she could close the door and worst case scenario her roommate would come in. But now she had the room to herself until the end of August and it was Glorious!

it was late on a saturday night and she was taking an art class. and she finished it, art was one of her harder classes, she could follow instructions pretty well, but struggle with artistic expression. but it was still fun. She was on her way back to the dorm and cut through the park as she usually did, and she did see a guy leaning against a tree and she nodded and smiled at him as she walked by. she came to bench and stopped for a moment opening her cellphone, it was a text from her mom. she replied, 'Going to be back in the dorm in 5. going straight to bed, talk to you tomorrow!' she really wasn't. But, no sooner than she had pressed 'send,' than she felt something cover her mouth, she inhaled instinctually to scream, and instead found herself with tunnel vision and a lack of coordination.... and everything seemed so far away....
 
Marcus held her tight as he waited for the drug to take her, he felt her struggling starting to lessen, then felt her go limp. He slowly takes her to the ground and removes the cloth, looking her over. “Yes... You should do nicely...” He noticed her eyes still slightly open and smiles at her. “Go to sleep... You’ll feel much better when you wake up...” He rubs her cheek until she finally passes out, he then picks her up and takes her to his car. He lays her in the back seat and gets in himself, heading to his home.

Once home, he takes her from the car and into the house, up the stairs to the second floor. He lays her across the bed while he gets something else ready for her. It was a long reclined chair, much like you’d see in a psychiatrists office, only this one had some extra items. There were soft straps to hold a person down around the waist, ankles, and wrists. There were wires coming out of the chair in various places, some vibrating pads or bullets, others, small electrodes. Off to the side of the chair was a small table, covered in needles and glass vials.

He returns to her after getting the chair ready, he starts to remove her clothes and gently ties her hair back. He carries her over and lays her on the chair, then gently straps her down. Then starts to place the other items over her body, carefully. The small electrodes are placed on her temples, if they detected too much brain function, they would issue a mild electric shock until the function went down. The vibrating pads were placed on her nipples and lower stomach, the bullet vibrator was placed in her pussy over her clit and taped in place. Lastly, he places headphones over her ears, soft music would play, with hidden messages to clear her mind and that thinking would cause her pain, then slips a blindfold over her eyes. He would not allow her to see anything until phase 2, he had to get her body and mind ready.

He moves to the other side of the chair and picks up a needle from the table, he had already filled it, he got it ready. This would help to open her mind to his instructions later and help her body become more sensitive. He picks up another needle after giving her the first and injects half into each of her breasts, to help with growth later.

Everything attached and her secure, he turns the program on from his phone, the stimulation toys were set to speed up of slow down based on her heart rate and brain activity. They were meant to tease her, and hopefully not push her over the edge to orgasm. “Have fun my little pet...”
 
Her world was darkness. It was hard for her to focus on anything going on around her. and then the moment of real consciousness, she was aware that she was naked. there was something on her nipples, things in and around her vagina. her waist, earphones, and she was certainly blindfolded. She could tell there was light around her, just a little on the peripheral vision around the blindfold.

She felt a needle. "Oww!" she exclaimed, "What are-" the question cut off by a pain around her temples. then it went away for a moment, "What-" it blasted in her head again... and only subsided when the pain reached a level she couldn't even think of words. She was aware of a couple more injections in her breasts, and when she wondered about what those were for, she got another shock... and then she understood, if she thought words, it found a way to hurt her...

She wondered if she could go without thinking, meditate? each thought seemed to send another shock through her head. Even trying not to tell herself not to think seemed to cause her pain, but with intense focus, she was able to focus on the darkness in front of her... Then she heard the music, and questioning that, caused her head to get zapped, just accept it... zap... "fuck." zap...

Then a buzzing between her legs. zap. zap.. She wasn't sure how many hours it took for her to be able to avoid the pain, but she finally found a center in herself, and she was able to simply lie there, focused, unthinking, and not getting zapped, it wasn't even a thought really, so much as an emotion or maybe a shadow of a thought...
 
Marcus had watched her for a short while, then left to do some more work around the house and make himself some dinner. He would leave her there for the night, by morning she should be ready for phase 2. “Goodnight my little doll...”

The next morning, Marcus entered her room and pulls out his phone, he turns the program off and takes a seat next to her. He waits a moment, then goes to ready another needle, this one to make her susceptible to suggestion, to allow for his hypnosis. He gently empties the needle into her arm.

After a few more minutes, he removes her headphones, but nothing else, it was all turned off. “Hello Amalie... How are you feeling today...” He wanted to see how her thinking was today after her first session.
 
For hours and hours and tried so hard to focus on not thinking. don't think if it hurts, don't think if it feels good, don't think... After such a long time without any pain, she felt pain, but she didn't think, a soft grunt escaped her lips... but no thoughts to react to the pain... relief that there was no pain.

It only took a couple moments and she could almost sense a change in her focus, from being focused on having thoughts, to being almost unable to have thoughts, a sense of being open. She barely noticed the headphones coming off and a voice... asking a question,

She had to answer, and her mind forced the quickest answer to avoid thinking, "Scared."
 
Marcus smirks slightly at her response “You don’t need to be scared... Just as long as you behave...“ He watches her, then reaches out to slowly run his fingers over her skin. “Behaving, means you do as told... Doing as your told, means you get to feel good...” He picks up his phone and turns the bullet on between her leg, set to low. “You want to feel good... Right Amalie...” He was keeping things simple until she relaxes enough to slip into a trance. “Focus on my voice Amelie... Just relax and you’ll feel better...” As she starts to do as told, he increases the speed of the toy, to let her know she’s doing well. When he believes she’s completely under, he slows the toy to a stop, he can’t have her cumming just yet.

He looks at her “Ok Amalie... You’re completely relaxed... You hear only my voice...” He reaches out to remove her blindfold “I’m removing your blindfold, but you’ll stay completely relaxed and calm... Very good...” He sets the cloth aside and watches her dull blank eyes, staring at nothing. He smirks and relaxes in his chair. “Ok Amalie... You have to listen very carefully, to what I say... Your name, is Nikki... Say it, tell me who you are...”
 
She hears his words, but tries no to think about them, she doesn't trust that she won't get shocked. But the growing fog in her ind makes that even more difficult.

A buzzing starts between her legs, and she knew on some instinctive level this should be a violation, but it could feel so good compared to the shocks, she was letting something more primal respond, and she found her hips moving a bit with it. it was just that, just this pleasurable buzzing when she heard words... real words breaking through...

Mysterious voice said:
“Focus on my voice Amelie... Just relax and you’ll feel better...”

Her arousal was building, tied to the buzzing and his voice... The arousal was building, the pressure between her legs building, crying for a release... and then it slowed... and the voice came back...

"
mysterious voice said:
“Ok Amalie... You’re completely relaxed... You hear only my voice...”

and the other sounds in the room seemed to disappear, it was his voice only, and then there was light, as the blindfold was removed. Her mind wanted to recoil knowing the light would hurt, but she stayed calm as the voice directed her...

mysterious voice said:
“Ok Amalie... You have to listen very carefully, to what I say... Your name, is Nikki... Say it, tell me who you are...”

There seemed to be a bot of discordance in ehr thoughts she was Amelie, but the voice said she was Nikki. but she had to listen... it was important to listen, she wouldn't have to be scared if she behaved... "I am Nikki."
 
Marcus grins “Very good Nikki... Such a good girl...” He turns the toy back on for a few minutes as a reward for behaving, then turns it off again. “Your name is Nikki, you are happily married to your husband... His name is Marcus... Who is your husband Nikki...” He waits for her to respond, giving her another reward when she does well. “Very good... You love your husband Nikki, he is your everything... And to be a good wife, you must obey your husband... How do you be a good wife Nikki...” He waits and rewards her again when when she behaves. “Forget your past Nikki... You live for your husband... You love your husband... Your husband will reward you... Do you want a reward Nikki...”
 
Nikki finds herself smiling when he tells her that she is a good girl. and moans softly when the buzzing starts again.

He reminds her of her name and that she is happily married to her Husband Marcus. she smiled again, and finds her left finger twitch. He is very important to her, and in order to be a good wife, she has to obey her husband. he asks her how she could be a good wife, "Obey my husband."

He says something about forgetting the past, and she feels a wall in her mind, Something that separates Nikki from.. something else... or somebody else? it doesn't matter, she loves her husband and she lives for him. he asks if she wants a reward, "Yes..."
 
He smiles at her “Very good Nikki...” He again turns the toy on to reward her, turning it off after a few minutes, again only letting her get close. “When your husband says ‘Fluffy Clouds’ You will calm down and remember you love your husband... Is that understood Nikki...” He waits and rewards her once more, letting her enjoy it a few minutes before turning it off once again. He pulls something from his pocket “You’re a good wife Nikki... But you know too much thinking is a bad thing...” He frees her one wrist and lifts her hand gently. “But as long as you wear this, you will feel no pain, as long as you let your husband think for you...“ He slips a ring onto her finger, her ‘wedding ring’.

He watches her, then sets her hand down again “Your name is Nikki... You are married to Marcus, you love Marcus... You are a good wife, and good wives obey their husbands... Marcus is all you have, he is your family, your love... Remember that Nikki, this is who you are...” He starts to carefully remove everything from her as he speaks, repeating her new life over and over a few times. Once she was ‘free’, he sits back and looks at her “I’m going to count to three... Then you will wake up, feeling relaxed, the first person you see, is your husband, and you’ve missed him... He was away on business...” He waits a few moments, then starts to count “1... 2... 3...”
 
She finds herself smiling at his 'very Good' and feels pleasure between her legs. her mind absorbs the 'fluffy clouds,' and understands that she should be calm when she hears those words.

Nikki understands that she is a good wife, and thinking too much is a bad think. Amalie was afraid of thinking so she was letting Nikki think for both of them, for the moment... Then she felt the ring on her finger, and she felt at peace with her situation... and a barrier in her mind as if she was cut off from... from... something else. She was Nikki. She was married to Marcus. She was a good wife. Good wives obeyed their husbands.

There was a countdown.

Nikki's eyes snapped open, and she jumped as if she were startled. She didn't recognize the place. Her head darted around her eyes looking trying to make sense of the situation, there was a man here, was he trying to hurt her. "Get away from me! She withdrew to the end of the beds. She saw restraints, not attached to her, but there, she didn't know the room. Then she looked at the man, and at first he seemed alien to her, but something broke through tot her, his face was.. familiar.. She knew him... Wait.. she was married to him, "Marcus?" she asked...

She extended her hand with her wedding ring forward to him with, "Marcus... did you shave...? you seem different, I didn't recognize you at first..." She shook her head wildly, "Where are we? what's going on? I feel so confused."
 
He was a little startled when she woke up and was about to use her trigger when she finally looked at him. He smiles softly at her “Yeah... I’m sorry baby... I shaved before I left the hotel...” He glances around the room as if confused himself, then back at her. “Babe... This is our room... In our house...” He reaches out and cups her cheek to make her look at him “It’s ok baby... Just think of the fluffy clouds...” He gives it a moment to sink in, then moves to sit on the lounge with her. “I’m right here baby... Did you have another black out...” He pulls her into his lap and holds her, rubbing her back.

Once she calms down some, he stands with her and sets her on the bed, he kisses her softly. “Stay here a sec...” He goes to the attached bathroom and brings out ‘her’ robe, fluffy and pink and warm. “Here...” He helps her into it and kisses her softly again. He then picks her up bridal style and smiles at her. “I know how confused you get after a black out... I’ll show you our home... Ok my love...” he spins around slightly in their room and smiles at her “This is our room...” He then takes her from their room and shows her the spare rooms on the floor and then heads downstairs.

He kisses her softly as they reach the landing and he sets her on her feet. “You remember our home... You helped pick it out...” He was telling her, not asking, he rubs her hands softly with his thumbs. He leads her through the main floor, ending at the kitchen, he lifts her to sit on the counter and stands before her. He smiles at her “Feel better now...” He then smirks “I’ve been gone over a week... I know what will make my baby feel better...”

He looks up at her and starts to slowly open her robe, he leans in and kisses at her breasts, teasing a nipple with his tongue. The shots her gave them wouldn’t only help them grow, but make them more sensitive. His hands slip into her robe and go to her back, rubbing over it softly, then slip down to her ass and squeezes it softly. He pulls from a nipple to look at her and smiles “Don’t think too much baby, I’ve got you...” Just a subtle reminder that he was in charge. One hand slips between her thighs and starts to tease her lightly. “Want me to make you feel better baby girl...”
 
He admitted to shaving, and that must have been it, he seemed like a whole new person. She looked around as he told her it was their room in their house, and she felt so odd, nothing seemed familiar. But she calmed down quickly enough... thinking of fluffy clouds.

"I get black outs?" she said as a question, "I don't remember having them."

Looking around she was feeling a sense of calmness being int he house. and it was something she would have picked out. right? Instead she just smiled at her husband and nodded. he lead her to another room, and she saw the kitchen, and he picked her up and put her on a seat.

She gasped when he started teasing her nipples. She wasn't expecting that they were so sensitive. She found herself pushing into his hand a bit, and he was aggressive. This didn't seem familiar, but she did not want to overthink it... no somehow, letting her husband think for her seemed like the safest thing to do. He asked her if she wanted him to make her feel better, "You know what's best." was all that came out of her mouth.
 
“That’s right baby... I take good care of you... You just tell me if it feels good...” The hand between her thighs, finds her clit and starts to rub it softly. He sucks at her nipples again slightly and looks at her “I make you feel so good baby...” After a few minutes, he slips his fingers into her and pumps them slowly, his thumb rubbing her clit softly.

“You have black outs baby, but you hardly remember them... But I’m here to take care of you... Right Nikki...” His other hand goes to gently squeeze and massage her breast, rubbing his thumb over her nipple. He as telling her the new facts of her life, but was also clouding her mind with pleasure, and pleasure meant things were ok. “Just relax baby... Just let me make you feel...”
 
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