Chapter Two Howard’s Reign begins Part One

Howard returned to his apartment, his mind racing with the potential of his newfound power.

He had to be strategic, meticulous in his selection of his next target.

His eyes fell on Bernadette, his loving wife, as she busied herself in the kitchen.

He felt a twinge of guilt, but it was quickly overridden by the seductive whispers of the mind control chip as he waited to plan his next move.

Days passed, and Howard waited for the perfect opportunity to strike again.

His interactions with Penny remained unchanged on the surface, but every time he saw her, he felt a secret thrill knowing she was his to command.

The thrill grew stronger each day, and soon he couldn't resist the urge to test the limits of his power.

One evening, after a particularly tedious workday, Howard found himself alone with Bernadette in their apartment.

She was busy cooking dinner, her back to him as she chopped vegetables on the kitchen counter.

He approached her casually, his hand sliding into his pocket to grip the syringe with the mind control chip inside of it.

"Bernie," he began, his voice a soft purr. "Could you come here for a second?"

Bernadette looked over her shoulder, her expression one of mild annoyance.

"What is it, Howard?" she asked, the blade of the knife still in her hand.

Howard took a deep breath, feeling his heart race, his hand tightening around the syringe .

"You're going to love this, Bernie," he said with a **** smile, his voice a seductive whisper. "Trust me."

Bernadette set the knife down and turned to face him, a look of curiosity crossing her features.

She walked over, her hips swaying gently in her tight skirt.

Howard could see the exhaustion in her eyes, the stress of the day etched on her face.

It made him feel guilty, but only for a fleeting moment as Howard knew wanted her all the time and lately with her job she hadn’t been there for him.

He knew that once the chip took hold of her, Bernadette would be a different person, one who lived only to serve him.

As she approached, Howard knew the moment of truth was upon him, and he felt a mix of excitement and fear.

"Howard, what's going on?" she asked, her voice filled with concern.

He stepped closer to her, his heart racing. "I just wanted to show you something," he said, his voice low and soothing.

He reached out with his free hand and gently touched her cheek. "It's going to change everything."

Her eyes searched his, looking for any sign of the Howard she knew, the man she had married.

But what she found was something else entirely. The warmth of his touch was the same, but there was something cold and calculated in his gaze that sent a shiver down her spine.

"Bernie," he whispered, "this is going to be amazing." He brought out the syringe from his back as he held it, his hand trembling slightly with anticipation.

"Howard," she began, a hint of suspicion in her tone, "What's that?"

"It's just a little something I've been working on with this company at the university there’s a chip inside of this syringe," he replied, his voice steady.

"It's designed to connect to your nervous system and once it is it drastically slows the aging process to a halt kinda like Botox”

“but much safer and with no side effects we’ve already seen some incredible results” Howard said as he smiled at his wife as he tried to reassure her.

Bernadette's curiosity piqued, she leaned in closer, her eyes searching his for any signs of deceit.

"Really?" she asked, her voice filled with hope.

"Yes, really," Howard said, his smile never faltering.

"It's a breakthrough. Just a little prick and you'll be as youthful as the day we first met."

Bernadette's eyes searched his, the hint of suspicion fading into excitement.

She had always been his biggest supporter, believing in his scientific abilities.

"Okay," she whispered, her voice filled with trust.

Howard took the opportunity, swiftly pressing the syringe to the side of her neck.

Bernadette gasped, her eyes widening in surprise. "What was that?" she asked, her hand flying to her neck.

"Just a small pinch," Howard assured her, his heart racing with excitement. "It's all part of the process."

Bernadette's hand remained on her neck, her eyes locked on Howard's.

"What are you doing?" she asked, the suspicion returning to her voice.

Howard held her gaze, his voice calm and reassuring.

"It's nothing to worry about, Bernie," he said, his tone a blend of authority and affection.

"You're just going to feel a little strange for a moment."

He watched as the confusion in her eyes began to give way to something else, something that made his cock rise with excitement.

The chip was working, its tendrils wrapping around her brain and rewiring Bernadette’s thoughts.

Her pupils dilated, her breathing grew shallow, and she attempted to move a step closer to him on the couch but failed, her hand dropping from her neck to her side.

"How do you feel, Bernie?" Howard asked, his voice a mix of excitement and apprehension.

Bernadette's expression remained neutral for a moment, as if she were processing something deeply.

Then, she spoke, her voice a monotone, "I feel...wonderful….Master”

"Good," Howard replied, his voice thick with anticipation.

"That's exactly what's supposed to happen."

Bernadette's gaze never left his, her eyes now a window to a mind devoid of free will.

"What is your command, Master?" she asked, her voice devoid of emotion.

Howard's heart skipped a beat.

The reality of what he had just done sank in, and he felt a twisted mix of excitement as he stared at his former wife now turned into his mind controlled sex ****.

"Kiss me," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

Bernadette leaned in, her movements mechanical, and pressed her lips to his.

The kiss was cold, devoid of passion, but the knowledge that she was under his complete control was intoxicating.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, her body pressing against his as if on command.

Howard felt his cock stir, the power rushing through him like a ****.

He could make her do anything, and she would do it without question.

As he broke the kiss he stood up from the sofa, taking in her new form.

The woman he had once loved, now nothing more than a mindless drone as her new Master began giving his drone new orders.

"Take off your clothes and as you do I want you to repeat the phrase”

“ I am a mindless fuck toy”," he ordered, his voice firm and authoritative.

Bernadette obeyed without hesitation, her hands moving automatically to unbutton her blouse.

Her eyes remained fixed on Howard's as she murmured,

"I am a mindless fuck toy." With each article of clothing that fell to the floor,

Howard felt his excitement grow, he watched her body become more exposed, her breasts heaving as she repeated the phrase, her voice a robotic echo of her former self.

"Good girl," he said, his voice tight with arousal. "Now, tell me what you are."

"I am your mindless fuck toy, Master," Bernadette replied, her eyes glazed over with obedience.

Howard felt a shiver of excitement run down his spine as she continued to strip, her movements precise and unquestioning.

He took a step back, admiring the view as she stood before him in nothing but her underwear.

Her body was a testament to the power of science, now a mere vessel for his desires.

"Now, tell me," he said, his voice low and seductive.

"Do you want to please me, Bernadette?"

"Yes, Master," she replied, her voice a soft murmur of obedience.

"I want to please you more than anything."

Howard felt his cock throb at her words. He had dreamed of this moment for so long, and now it was here.

"Good," he said, his voice tight with anticipation. "Now, take off your bra and panties."

Bernadette's hands moved to the waistband of her panties, her movements methodical as she slid them down her legs, revealing her shaven mound.

She stepped out of them and stood before him as her bra fell to the floor, Her eyes glazed as she there naked and obedient.

Howard's gaze raked over her, his cock now fully erect.

"Come here," he ordered, his voice a low growl. Bernadette walked to him, her hips swaying slightly with each step.

He reached out and took her hand, leading her to the bedroom.

"You will now do anything I command, isn't that right?" Howard asked.

"Yes, Master," she responded, her eyes vacant but her voice filled with a newfound eagerness.

Lean back into the bed and play with yourself," Howard instructed, his voice filled with excitement.

“Yes Master I will obey”

Bernadette lay down on the bed, her eyes still fixed on him as she obeyed, her fingers moving over her clit with a practiced efficiency that spoke of countless moments of private pleasure.

Howard watched, his cock straining against his pants as she began to moan, the sound echoing through the room.

“Let’s make this a little more fun” as Howard dig out his phone out of his pocket dialling a number, it rings twice before Penny’s voice picks up.

“Hello?” who’s there she says, her voice filled with curiosity Howard loved listening to the sound of her voice but before she could utter another word he spoke.

“Hello my slutty, darling, Howard replied

Penny hearing those few words immediately stiffened as the chip activated and her eyes became glazed

“Hello my Master What are your orders” Penny replied her voice filled with submission and short breaths as the chip worker the pleasure centres of her body

“I need you to come over to our place right away”

“Bernie and I are having a little party, and we would love for you to join us ,” he says, his voice dripping with false sweetness.

“Yes, Master,” she replies immediately, her voice a soft whisper of obedience.

“I will come at once”

Howard can’t help but smile as he ends the call, knowing that Penny will be here soon to join in his twisted games.

He turns back to Bernadette, who is now lying on the bed, her fingers working in a steady rhythm.

Her eyes are fixed on the ceiling, her breathing shallow as she follows his command.

"Keep going," Howard says, his voice a mix of excitement and control.

"I want you to be nice and ready for me before Penny arrives."

“Yes Master” Bernadette nods, her eyes still glazed as she continues to pleasure herself.

Her breasts rising and falling with each shallow breath.

Howard watches, his own arousal growing as he imagines what's to come.