Dose Ashley instead of (submissive) Linda

You decide to save the serum for Ashley. You remember that you told Linda that she feels better, the more she submitted when she was under. That means if you dial it down a bit and just casually command her to do lots of harmless things, Linda should embrace her new personality on her own sooner or later.

You go back downstairs to the kitchen, where Linda puts two plates on the table. You sit down at the table and Linda joins you shortly after.

You: "Where is Ashley?"

Linda: "To the movies with a friend. She'll be back tomorrow."

You: "Ah, perfect."

Linda: "Why perfect?"

You: "Well, because that gives us the chance to talk a bit."

Linda (nervous): "Uh-huh."

You: "Don't worry. I won't push the topic from before. Just want to make sure you feel good and safe."

Linda: "Okay..."

You: "Looks like you forgot the glasses. Fetch us some."

Linda: "Oh, of course. Sorry."

You: "No worries. Thank you, my love."

Linda (smiles meekly): "You're welcome."

Linda puts two glasses and a bottle of water on the table. She's about to sit down.

You (casually): "Fill my glass."

Linda stops herself and fills your glass with water.

You: "Thanks. Oh, I also want to drink some wine. Bring a bottle."

Linda: "Oh, okay. White?"

You: "Yes, thank you."

Linda: "Of course."

She comes back with the bottle and a glass for you. She offers you a smile and fills your glass.

You: "Thank you, honey. I don't want to drink alone, though. Get a glass for yourself, too, and fill it up."

Linda: "Yes, love."

Lots of small commands, you think to yourself. That should do the trick. Linda comes back, fills her glass, and sits down. She seems pretty normal so far.

You: "Okay, let's talk a bit about this new dynamic we adapted. I completely understand your concerns and I admit it went a bit in my head, to be honest. Would you like me to stop bossing you around? I really thought you were into it, somehow."

Linda: "Well... Honestly, I kind of am. And that's what scares me. I never felt like this before. I think we need to find a good middle ground if this is supposed to work..."

You: "Like I shouldn't tell you to do things that make you feel ashamed and humiliated?"

Linda: "I mean... yeah, basically. Unless... you know... sometimes, maybe. But nothing ****! I-Is that okay for you?"

You: "Of course. I mean... I really should have known that I went too far. I'm sorry. So please, from now on, tell me. I don't want you to feel pressured to do anything you don't want. Deal?"

Linda: "I-I will try!"

You have to keep yourself from smiling.

You: "Okay, then... Cheers! And gulp down the whole glass in one go."

Linda: "Okay, cheers."

Linda drinks the whole wine glass in one go and puts it on the table. She makes a grimace.

Linda: "Uh, that was a lot!"

You: "Yeah. Don't forget to hydrate, babe. Drink your water."

Linda: "You're right."

Linda drinks some water and you wonder once again if she even realizes that she's following your orders here or not. It doesn't matter probably. The more she submits the better she feels.

You: "Fill your wineglass again."

Linda complies and fills up her glass.

Two hours later

You are in the bedroom and wait for Linda to come back from the bathroom. The door opens and your drunk wife comes out of it with a big smile on her face.

You: "All good?"

Linda: "Yesss, just had to pee."

You: "Ah, good. I was worried you drank too much."

Linda: "Kinda did, but not THAT much. You know?"

You (chuckle): "Sure. Now let's have some fun, shall we?"

Linda: "I think I need to sleep, babe."

You: "No problem, honey. But you can't sleep in your clothes. Strip."

Linda: "Yeah..."

After plenty of subtle commands during and after dinner, you are pretty sure that Linda naturally enjoys following your orders. The real question was how she'd feel about this tomorrow. Linda clumsily gets out of her clothes and drops them on the floor. You quickly get naked as well. Linda lets herself fall into bed and crawls under the blanket. You join her and caress her body.

Linda: "That feels goooood."

You: "I know it does. Now, kiss me."

Linda kisses you and before you know it she's all over you, pulling down your sweatpants. You toss your shirt away and kiss her again, feeling up her tits as she tries to mount you.

You: "No."

Linda: "No?"

You grin and pull away. Linda looks confused as you gently push her off. You stand up and push her on the bed so that she's on her back.

Linda (giggles): "You're so hot when you take charge."

You: "Lift your legs for me and spread them."

Linda: "Like this?"

You: "Just like this."

Linda: "Please fuck me, Adam."

You don't hesitate and stick your dick in her dripping cunt.

You: "You like to get fucked, my little slavegirl?"

Thrust.

Linda: "Yessss."

Thrust.

You: "You would never leave me, wouldn't you?"

Thrust.

Linda (moans): "No"

Thrust.

You: "No, Master."

Thrust.

Linda: "No, Master."

Thrust.

You: "Good Girl."

Midnight

You wake up in the middle of the night, feeling disoriented for a second. Linda is lying next to you, eyes closed. Someone is at the door.

Ashley: "Mum?"

You: "Hm?"

Ashley: "Sorry. I need to talk to Mum."

You: "What? What time is it?"

Your grogginess fades instantly as you realize that Ashley seems somewhat distressed.

Ashley (louder): "Mum?"

You: "Sorry, she's out. She drank a bit too much, I think. Ashley, what's up with you? Are you.. crying?"

Ashley: "No! None of your business... Sorry for waking you up."

The door closes again and you're left alone in the dark. Linda is snoring softly next to you.

You sit on the bed for a few minutes, wondering what that was about. In the end, you decide to get up and make sure everything is alright.

You knock on Ashley's room, but she's not there.

You find her in the living room on the couch. She had just started one of those Disney movies she always watches.

You: "Hey. Look, I know you hate my guts and everything. But... You can talk to me if you want."

Ashley: "I don't."

You: "Okay, I understand. But maybe... I could keep you company?"

Ashley: "I don't care."

She wipes a tear from the side of her eye. Then she looks at you. You never saw her so ****.

Ashley: "But I can't **** you to go away if you want to watch..."

You: "Got it. I'll make some tea then, alright?"

Ashley: "T-Thank you."

This is the nicest Ashley has ever been to you. You have no idea what happened to her, but that's not really your concern right now. The opportunity is just too good. You boil some water and quietly sneak upstairs to get the vial with the serum.

You give Ashley the cup and she takes it without a word, but you can see appreciation in her eyes.

You sit down in your armchair and carefully observe Ashley from the side of your eye while pretending to watch the movie. You'll have to act fast as soon as she starts drinking. Patiently you wait five long minutes until she finally starts sipping her tea. Then she suddenly drinks the whole cup, due to the serums effect.

You: "Ashley, are you sure you don't want to talk to me?"

Ashley: "Shhh, no!"

You: "Come on, Ashley. I'm a really good listener."

Ashley: "Look, I get what you're trying to do, but I really just want to watch a film and distract myself a little. Don't you get that?"

You: "Yeah, I totally do. It's just..."

You grab the remote from the table and turn off the TV.

Ashley: "Hey!"

You: "We should really talk."

Ashley: "Why do you always have to ruin effifing? Effilaloo?"

Aaaand she's gone.

You: "Now that's more like it."

Ashley's eyes are completely blank. She still looks at you, but with no expression. No mind.

You start the timer on your watch.

You: "Ashley, from now on you will do whatever I say..."

To be continued