A Tame Response

“You do know what ‘Mind Control’ means, right?” I asked Emily.

She rolled her eyes, “Of course I do, but there’s so much we don’t know!”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked back.

She started counting on her fingers, “You don’t know what taming a heroine rewards you with. You don’t know what new skills do for you because you haven’t unlocked any. You don’t know for sure if this machine works. You don’t know a lot of things!”

She had a good point, and I knew it. I looked at Samira, “Well, if worse comes to worst, you can always wish her back to how she is now. That’s definitely within my power”.

It was a lot. Even if she was in love with me and only able to be attracted to me, if my understanding of this device was right, it would strip away all of what makes Emily Emily, and make her into something else. But the advantages afforded by doing so at least in the short term were undeniable, “Are you sure?”

She looked down at the machine, “Yeah, I think so.”

Emily was still dressed when she laid down on the machine. Samira said that it might be useful to know if it worked clothed in case I need to tame an unwilling target. It left a bad taste in my mouth, but then again the entire situation left a bad taste in my mouth, so what the hell, right?

I tightened the straps on Emily’s limbs, put the mouthpiece in, and sat down at the head of the table. I booted up the computer, and verified the various commands, “Okay, Emily. Ready?” She gave me a muffled ‘uh-huh’ and I moved to activate the machine, hesitating over the final confirm button.

“Gotta do it yourself, Shane,” said Samira to my side. I sighed and pushed the button.

The machine whirred into action, making several processing sounds and shaking slightly. A diagram on the monitor showed the weight distribution of Emily on the bed, and marked key points on her body. The recessed syringes emerged and moved to their targeted locations on rails. They target Emily’s calves, her hamstrings, her triceps, and one syringe into her neck. The first syringe caused Emily to yip, but she gave me a thumbs-up and we continued.

The monitor displayed ‘Administration complete. Beginning automated syncing process. Time to completion: 34 minutes.’

“It looks like the entire process from beginning to end is a little under 40 minutes.” Somehow I was expecting it to be another 4 hour situation, but apparently it takes less than an hour to unmake a person.

“She looks tranquil now,” said Samira, floating around, “her face is a bit transfixed, too.”

I sat back in my chair and rubbed my eyes. Despite apparently having a healthier body due to my 2nd wish out of Samira, I feel like I’ve aged a lot in the time since obtained Samira’s lamp. I closed my eyes to rest a bit and before I knew it, nodded off.

“Hello, Husband,” said a familiar voice. My eyes jolted open, and to my right was Samira, laying in a bed and wearing erotic lingerie. The bed was like something out of a palace: huge in size and surrounded in various drapes. The blankets and sheets were made with various exotic materials and dyed with equally exotic colors. I stood up and looked around, the scenery around me was unfamiliar. “Sorry if there are issues with the room, I made it in a hurry,” she continued.

“What’s going on? Where are we?” I asked my wife. We were in some kind of bedroom, but not any I had ever been in. It reminded me of some kind of royal chambers from a movie set or something.

“You’re dreaming, husband,” she giggled, and produced two glasses of wine, “I can’t yet manifest in the real world, but you’ve returned enough of my power to allow us contact while you’re asleep... lightly.”

She patted a spot next to her on the bed. Not being one to look a gift horse in the mouth, I laid down beside her, taking a glass as I did so. The wine was lovely, and the mood was wonderful, so I took her hand, “It’s nice to touch you for the first time, Samira,” and I threw my wine glass behind me to kiss her.

Her lips were full and her tongue tasted of wine, her body felt as angelic as it looked in the real world, and she rolled on top of me, “You’ve been working like a dog in pursuit of the conquest, husband,” she whispered in my ear, “Sit back and let your first concubine pleasure you for a while.”

I did as she asked. She was, after all, in control of this dream at present. She floated above me and removed my clothes with a flick of her wrist, and descended directly on top of me. She wasted no time aligning our privates, spreading them with her fingers (anointed with jewelry), and impaled herself upon my wish-enhanced member.

She was sitting upright atop me, gyrating like a belly dancer with my cock still inside her. It wasn’t like the sex I had had thus far, but it felt great. She was like an animal, betraying her elegant appearance, “You… seem excited,” I managed out, focusing on letting the pleasure last as long as possible

“Ha!” she exclaimed, “You’ve been having your way with your little teen slut and forcing me to watch. It’s not easy being a horny God and not having anything to fuck!”

She leaned down, pressing her huge bust into my chest and sticking her tongue into my mouth. It occurred to me that this was the first time I had ever kissed my wife, and it was nice. Her lip gloss tasted like mango. “Ready, husband? The two of us are going to get you off right now.” She lifted her hips up

…

“Two of us?” And she slammed her hips back down, enveloping my dick whole. And then she did it again. The sensation was immaculate, if you pardon the pun. She once again began kissing me, and thus I couldn’t pursue the question further. Something felt… wrong. I couldn’t tell if it was because this was a dream space or something else, but the sensation on my dick didn’t perfectly align with her movements. I didn’t understand why, but it felt great enough that I didn’t particularly care.

She picked up the pace, and that I did feel. And before I knew it, I grabbed those luscious hips of hers, closed my eyes, slammed her down, and let loose.

Breathing heavily, I gave her praise, “That was awesome, Samira…”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it, Whistler.” came a voice that was definitely not Samira’s, and I opened my eyes, revealing Emily in my lap.

I was back in my apartment, still in the chair I had dozed off in, and sitting in my lap was Emily Wheeler. I blinked a few times. “Don’t worry,” she clarified, “the process finished as expected, and I awoke to see you having a wet dream and moaning Samira’s name, so I joined in.”

“The process…” I looked over at the massage table as Emily got off of me, “So you’reEEEE-” and suddenly a new sensation on my cock. I looked down to see Emily had begun gulping on it. “W-what are you doing? We jus-”

She didn’t let up, and instead, “Don’t worry, husband,” serenaded my wife, appearing out of thin air, “She’s just doing her duty while you’re still sensitive. Sit back and let her get another orgasm out of you for prime relaxation.” And she laid sideways atop the mind control device.

I didn’t want to argue, I had too much on my mind. Emily’s blowjob was different from what they had been before. Until now she was experienced, but this… I understood what was new. Before, she liked doing it. Now, she did it exclusively because it pleased me. “Hurry it up, I want to talk,” I said breathily, and without delay she picked up the pace, coaxing me toward orgasm. And as I did the first time she blew me, I **** my member as deep into her throat as I could, not concerned at all this time, and finished there. I sat back, realizing I had stood up somewhat during the affair. Emily coughed a bit but regained her composure and double kneeled back upon the floor. “Thanks for that,” I growled out, “I think I needed it.”

A strange smile appeared on Emily’s face, “Don’t worry, Whistler.” she flicked her hair, “You’ll never need to thank me for anything ever again.”

After I regained my composure, we each got dressed and laid upon the bed, “I guess I should check your Companion entry now,” I said. It was so strange. Emily’s entire demeanor was different. I was somewhat scared to see what was listed.

CONGRATULATIONS! You have tamed your first heroine! By nature of the taming process, this heroine will be (unless changed by the Conqueror’s magic) in the tamed state indefinitely!

Outmaneuver the Bitch Queen: Complete*!

The Bitch Queen believed she was ever returning to normal after being Mind Controlled! Now you can keep her like this forever!

• REWARD: Free Trip to Miami. This heroine will make all A’s this semester and receive 3 tickets to Miami, Florida for a week as well as an allowance while there. Make use of the time with her as you see fit.
• REWARD: New Conqueror Skill: Danger Sense (PASSIVE) (RANK 1): The Conqueror now has a passive ability to detect incoming hostile intent toward him. At its current rank, Danger Sense is limited to a 10 foot radius and will only deliver an ambiguous feeling of hostile intentions from something in that radius. Improved Range and functionality as ranks improve.
• NOTE: rewards rescinded should the heroine lose the tamed status.

Tame the Bitch Queen: Complete!

You have Completed the Conquest of the Bitch Queen.

• REWARD: Size Queen -> Size Servant
• REWARD: New Conqueror Skill: Popularity Aura (PASSIVE): The Conqueror receives bonuses to all Charisma rolls that scale with the popularity of a heroine.
• NOTE: unlike the above quest, these rewards are not lost should Emily lose the tamed status.

There was a golden border around Emily’s profile in the companion. I steeled myself, and tapped it.

Emily Wheeler

RACE: Human

ALIGNMENT: Lawful Neutral. The word of the Conqueror is law.

STATUS: Tamed (Via Mind Control)

DESCRIPTION: Tamed Concubine of the Conqueror. He is her everything, and there are no lengths to which she would not go to enact his will and to bring about his goals. She would prefer to call him Master than any of his names, but won’t insist on it because she knows it would freak him out.

POWERS AND SKILLS:

• Sex Appeal: Emily is really hot, and knows how to wield her sex. Bonus to Seduction checks
• Sleuth: Emily isn’t very booksmart (as you have deduced from grading her work) but is very peoplesmart. She can read body language very well and discern relationship dynamics. She is good at predicting how people will react to certain stimuli.
• Pickpocket: Emily is a deft thief. Bonus to finesse rolls when performing all thief actions
• Mind Control: This heroine is under an extremely potent form of mind control. Bonus resistance to mental attacks.

ACTIVE QUESTS:

This heroine’s conquest is complete. Her only quest is to serve the Conqueror.
The Conqueror should only worry about making use of her.

FETISHES:

• Size Servant: This heroine’s prefers whatever size the Conqueror says she does.
• Concubine: This heroine’s sexual pleasure is irrelevant. She exists only to pleasure the Conqueror.

Her title was no longer the Bitch Queen. It just said her name. Somehow it was more eerie than her description being entirely about her subservience to me.

I also received two skills. Two passives, both amazing. If that popularity aura works like I think it does, then I’ll be able to seduce famous women more easily. And considering Nari Kim’s follow count online, it’ll be a huge boon. Danger sense will be a considerably stronger power… but in order to keep it, I’ll need to keep Emily mind controlled.

I looked over at the girl next to me, who had finished reading her profile, and decided to feel out her mood myself, “Emily, can you explain something to me?”

“Of course, Whistler. Shoot” It was a bizarre mix of unnerving and comforting to hear her speak like she did before.

I looked at the ceiling and asked her, “If I wished the old Emily back right now, how would she react?”

“First, Whistler. There is no ‘old’ Emily. I’m her, she’s here. You’ve just rearranged her priorities a bit, that’s all.” I think I knew that answer was coming, “As for how I would react, I think I’d be a little overwhelmed. I’d probably go home and sleep on it, only to tell you to do it to me again tomorrow.”

That was weird, “Why?” I was still drowsy and closed my eyes as I listened to her

“Because it’s really fucking hot, and I honestly don’t feel all that different,” she said plainly, “You already conquered me, it’s not like I was into anyone else but you anyway.”It made me feel better, and I closed my eyes to enter a dreamless sleep.

“You think he bought it?” Asked Emily to the air. Only for the first time, she was addressing the Djinn in the room.

“Absolutely,” replied Samira the Immaculate one, who was floating nearby, completely visible to the tamed heroine, “but just between us girls, just how ‘tamed’ are you compared to before the machine?”

Emily scoffed, “There’s no comparison. The wants and dreams of Emily Wheeler are gone. I’m a whole new girl, and this girl wants only to assist his desires.”

Samira nodded in approval, “So why did you lie to him? If you’re completely subservient to him then you should tell him the truth.”

“I told him…” Emily pondered, “what he needed to hear. He’s still worried about the morality he was raised on when he should realize that he's above it. He doesn’t want collared slaves serving his every whim, but he wants to want it, even if he doesn't realize it yet... If that makes sense.” It was marginally concerning to Samira. The amount of discretion and blatant lies she told Shane despite supposedly being his property now was disconcerting, but said nothing since it currently aligned with Samira's goal.

Samira laid next to her husband, the one she had just had passionate sex with in a dream minutes before, “I noticed something that Shane didn’t, Emily.” She made direct eye contact, “If he were to wish away your ‘tamed’ status, he would lose access to not only the Danger Sense skill… but also access to your Miami vacation. Why?”

Emily smirked, “Isn’t it obvious? If he wished me back to the way I was before…” she cuddled her master closely, “I would, of course, want to put as much distance between him and myself as possible while I sorted out my feelings. I didn’t lie that I might ask for it to be done to me again, but it certainly would scare little Emily for more than one night.”

“Then you intend to manipulate him into keeping you in this state indefinitely?”

“Forever. And so we'll need to keep giving him new things to wish for so he keeps putting it off.”