Ashley should simply tolerate you (Freeuse-Path)

You: "That's right, Ashley. Just listen and obey my voice."

Ashley: "Listen and obey ... to your voice."

You are fascinated at the mindless state your stepdaughter is in. You really can't stand her after years of treating you like shit and with disrespect. You don't need her to love you like a father. Heck, you don't even give a shit if she likes you. All you want is for her to fucking shut up and leave you alone.

You: "Ashley, from now on you will stay out of my relationship with your mother. It's none of your business. Do you understand?"

Ashley: "Yes..."

You: "All your hate for me is gone. You just respect me as your mother's husband and the man of the house. You never have a problem with me."

Ashley: "I never have a problem with you..."

You: "You will simply accept that I am with Linda, and you are fine with anything I do."

Ashley: "...I'm fine with... anything you do..."

You: "That's right. From now on we have a truce. You don't mind anything I say or anything I do. You tolerate me completely."

Ashley: "Tolerate you completely..."

You: "Also, as long as you live in my house, you naturally have to follow my rules."

Ashley: "I naturally have to... follow your rules..."

You: "You will do as I say without complaining."

Ashley: "I will do as you say... without complaining."

You: "You are always completely fine to comply with anything I say."

Ashley. "Completely fine... to comply"

[BEEP] [BEEP] [BEEP] [BEEP]

You press the button on your watch and wait a few seconds. Ashley's eyes refocus on you. Then she looks down at her bowl and eats her cereal.

You: "Ashley?"

Ashley (looks up): "Yes?"

You: "What were we just talking about?"

Ashley: "Uhm... About changing something?"

You: "Yes, exactly. We should stop fighting, don't you agree?"

Ashley: "Sure, whatever."

You: "Well, that's a start. Ashley, how do you feel about me being with your mum?"

Ashley (shrugs): "I don't know. It's fine I guess? Not really my business, isn't it?"

You: "That's right. But I need you to behave better from now on, do you understand?"

Ashley: "What do you mean?"

You: "I mean no more insults and provocative remarks from you, like yesterday. You know what I'm talking about, right?"

Ashley: "Yes, sure. I'll cut that out. I don't even know why I did that in the first place, actually."

Ashley looks like she is trying to remember something for a moment, but then shakes her head and seems to have waved the thought off.

You: "Good. You should also apologize."

Ashley: "Yeah, I'm sorry. Are we cool?"

You: "I think we will be. You will also apologize to your mother when you see her later. Is that alright?"

Ashley: "Sure. What do I apologize to her about?"

You: "You will tell her that you caused that fight yesterday and that you provoked me because you knew you could cause a fight. Then you will apologize, and tell her that we made up."

Ashley: "Okay."

You can't believe this is actually happening. The serum worked even better than expected. This was amazing. You think about more ways to test the serum's effect on her when Ashley suddenly gets up and turns to leave. As usual, leaving her stuff on the table.

You: "Clean the table, Ashley."

Ashley: "Oh, Okay."

She turns around and without any sign of dismay or joy takes her empty glass and the cereal bowl from the table and puts them in the sink. You feel a twitch between your legs.

You: "Good, Ashley. I expect you to always clean up after yourself from now on. House-rule, you know?"

Ashley: "Sure, Adam. That makes sense."

To your surprise, Ashley even grabs a sponge and wipes the table you're sitting at. This works so much better than you thought, that you can't help but stare at her in disbelief.

You can see the shape of her perky breasts bounce in her pajamas as she wipes the table right in front of you. Usually, she calls you a creep when you look at her for more than three seconds, but now she seems to be oblivious; Completely unaware of anything unusual going on.

You feel the immediate temptation building up and a part of you is annoyed, that you didn't use her trance to make her more accessible to you. But actually... maybe you did?

You remember some of the things you said to her during her trance and you wonder how much of an effect they had. You look inside your mug and see the rest of your coffee. Ashley is done wiping the table and walks back to the sink.

You stand up, turn to Ashley, and hesitate. After what you just saw it should work. Only one way to find out.

You: "Ashley?"

Ashley: "Yes?"

She turns around and sees you, as you stretch out your arm holding the mug and turn it so that the last sip of coffee spills and splashes on the floor.

You: "Wipe this up."

Ashley (unfazed): "Okay."

To your delight, Ashley grabs some paper towels, goes on her knees, and wipes off the coffee from the kitchen floor. You had never intended for her to change like this, but you think it's absolutely fantastic. You feel more powerful than ever before and also kind of satisfied to see your stepdaughter like this after so many years of disrespect. Will she really tolerate anything you say? Anything you do? Accept and follow any command? Before you know it, you put your hand on her cheek. Ashley does not look up to you until you lift her face. Her expression looks almost bored.

You: "How do you feel, Ashley?"

Ashley: "Normal, I guess? A bit groggy, but looking forward to getting a haircut and meeting Nicole at the mall later, why?"

You can't believe she doesn't even react to you touching her like this. What else can you do? You look at her cleavage, thinking of the possibilities. Then you hear footsteps. This was Linda, coming down the stairs! The thought of your wife quickly takes you back to reality.

You (whisper): "Get up."

Ashley: "Okay."

Just as Ashley stands, Linda walks in, wearing a blue summer dress. She looked very nice and you wonder if she had already forgiven you. The look on her face said otherwise.

Linda: "Good morning, honey."

Ashley: "Hey mum."

You: "Hey, hun. How did you sleep?"

Linda: "Alone, sad, and disappointed."

You: "I'm really sorry about yesterday. Ashley and I already had a very productive conversation and decided to make a better effort to get along."

Linda: "It's not her fau... Wait, what?"

You: "Ashley?"

Ashley: "Ah, yes. Mum, I need to tell you something... I caused that fight yesterday and I provoked Adam because I knew I could cause a fight. I'm really sorry for that. I don't even know why I did it, honestly. Adam and I already made up, like he said. He accepted my apology."

Linda: "Oh... really?!"

You: "Yes. It's all good now between Ashley and me. We talked it out and we won't fight anymore."

Linda: "This is... a surprise to say the least. Wow, I don't even know what to say."

You: "You don't have to say anything. I just hope you can forgive us like we forgave each other."

Linda looks at her daughter and you, still trying to figure out how the heck this happened.

Linda: "I don't see why not, but let's just say I'm not more than carefully optimistic?"

You: "Fair enough."

Ashley: "Oh, mum, I wanted to borrow your car, is that alright?"

Linda: "I'm actually about to meet your aunt for brunch. Adam, mind if I take yours then?"

You: "We could also go together?"

Linda: "Oh, no, that's not a good idea. I-It's more like a girls-only thing, you know?"

You: "Hm, I see. Well, then just take your own car. I can drive Ashley since I got nothing else to do."

Linda: "What? You want to drive Ashley?"

Linda looked at Ashley, expecting her to explode.

Ashley: "Fine by me."

Linda (slowly): "Alright then... Thank you."

You: "No worries."

Ashley: "We gotta hurry, though or I'll miss my appointment. "

You: "Let's get ready then."

You kiss Linda on the cheek, who still has trouble wrapping her head around the situation. Ashley and you leave to get ready.

In The Car

You: "Seatbelt on."

Ashley puts on her seatbelt without even rolling her eyes and you start the car. You start to drive with a smile on your face.

You: "So, where's that hair stylist of yours?"

Ashley: "It's in the mall. You can just drop me off there."

You: "I actually thought I could come with you..."

Ashley: "Oh, Okay."

You: "Fascinating."

Ashley: "What?"

You: "Oh, nothing. Just that you don't mind me coming with you."

Ashley: "Ah. Yeah, sure."

She looks out the window.

You: "So what is your plan for today?"

Ashley: "Getting my hair cut. Just the tips basically, nothing fancy, and the roots need some dye. Then a bit of lingerie shopping until I meet Nicole in the afternoon. We just want to hang out and talk."

You: "Did you just say lingerie shopping?"

Ashley: "Yes, why?"

You: "And you feel like sharing that with me?"

Ashley: "Whatever, I just answered your question."

You: "Fascinating!"

Ashley: "What?"

You: "You wouldn't understand. So... Want me to help you pick some lingerie, then?"

Ashley: "Not really, but you can tag along if you want."

You: "You don't mind anything I say or do, right?"

Ashley: "What do you mean?"

You: "I mean... What if I told you to buy a specific set of lingerie for example?"

Ashley: "Sorry, I don't understand the question."

You: "Would you buy it?"

Ashley: "Of course, why wouldn't I?"

You: "Fair point."

There is a moment of silence as you drive. Ashley still looks out of the window, completely unfazed by the conversation you just had. As you enter the parking lot of the mall, you can't help but think once again of the possibilities.

This was supposed to just get rid of the biggest problem of your relationship, but now it could be so much more.

You could have a lot of fun with Ashley like that and you wonder if you can resist those thoughts much longer. And should you even? After all she did to you, it would be okay to get some ****.