…she hoped..

… for now. She mentally reduced the power of the vibrator to a gentle but constant pulse that she knew from experience was pleasant but left a Gynoid wanting more. "Now, love, I'm going to remove your gag, and you're going to keep that pretty mouth of yours shut. If you scream, I'll turn the power up so your eyes roll back in your head and your brains turn to horny vacuous mush. Understood?"

Kat-Kyra nodded frantically, her eyes fearful and needy. She'd seen what the egg could do to Kat-Jack and had no desire to lose all self control to Gynoid lust. Jack-Kyra carefully pulled the wet panties from her ex’s mouth, wary she would yell out for. "Good girl," she cooed, condescendingly patting her ex on the head. Kat-Kyra fought the gynoids programming to lean into her mistresses hand like a pet, "now, tell me you're going to be a good little Gynoid and not make a sound."

Kat-Kyra's voice was a sexy girlish whine. "I'm not a... Gynoid... please..."

Jack-Kyra amped up the pulsing and Kat-Kyra shuddered and lost control. Then Jack lowered the egg’s intensity. “Not the answer I was looking for… Kat. You’re Kat and you will obey me…”

Kat-Kyra’s nodded frantically, her Gynoid body betraying her. “Yes. I’m Kat… mistress,” her simple but honest words of capitulation excited the Gynoid in a way she had not expected. She sensed that the higher setting the vibrations were too intense for her and she didn’t want to devolve into a wet, horny puddle at Jacks feet. She realised was going to be an obedient little Gynoid.

Jack-Kyra chuckled, "Remember, love, you need to keep this a secret, right?" Jack-Kyra took a moment to revel in the delicious power she held over her now-submissive ex. It was making her excited and she was getting a better understanding of what made her ex tick by dominating the Gynoid in her new body. Being dominant felt right in Kyra’s body.

Jack-Kyra had a plan forming. She had to get out of here without raising suspicion. "Now, let's get you dressed," she said, as she picked out a simple maid's outfit from the Gynoid costumes available in the rooms shelving. It was a bit snug on Kat-Kyra’s large breasted but small frame.

“Dress.” Jack-Kyra instructed, knowing that the Gynoid's built-in dressing routines would kick in. Kat-Kyra dressed in no time, her face a wearing a very cute expression of embarrassment.

The sense of control over her ex-wife **** to wear a tiny black and white uniform with a short skirt and a frilly apron was almost too much for Jack-Kyra to handle. She liked being the boss. But she had only just started.