Groundwork

I’m exhausted by the end of it all. That was some serious thirsty work. I tell Valerie that she’ll be staying with me for a while, but that we shouldn’t make a big deal of things, and she throws up a post on Insta about cutting back for a bit on the partying because she feels like shit. I then trigger her into Pet so she won’t snoop around, and grab six hours of sleep.

The next day, or later that evening rather, I begin Valerie’s sexual training in earnest. With some of the programming I’ve already done she’s already started to take a more active role in bed; perhaps she rationalizes that all her prior encounters remind her of her ****. The first day is spent with her pretty much orgasming non-stop while I teach her the basics of sexual positioning.

Monday is a study in not orgasming. We review the positions while she edges. It takes a bit but by nightfall she is able to withhold her own pleasure quite well. She still can’t resist the “Good girl” anchor, but has learned that she only cums when I’m pleased.

Tuesday, she learns a solid exercise routine including kegels; overall her routine is mostly aerobic, things to tone without shooting for strength, with squats thrown in to build up that ass. Then I teach her the finer points of fellatio. Positive reinforcement is the best teacher, and she learns to associate giving head with her own pleasure. Each night I reinforce that day’s lessons with hypnotic controls.

Wednesday is her visit with Melanie, and leading up to it, I pull out my tattoo rig. With a deft hand I duplicate her blue bird tat, mirroring it behind her left ear, using a picture I took of Melanie’s. On Wednesday morning I turn her loose, temporarily suppressing her memory of me and leaving a couple of time bombs that’ll fire off throughout the course of the week.

That night I sit back and watch as she and Melanie have their usual “girl time”. I’ve subconsciously primed Valerie to soften her sister up for me. She spends the week surreptitiously reminding Melanie of better times, showing signs that she’s starting to come around to a more stable lifestyle.

Conversely, when there’s the opportunity to sit together and watch a movie or the like she picks darkly sexual choices like The Cell or Boxing Helena. It’s Saturday before Melanie notices the new tattoo. Valerie’s response to her sister’s expected invective is to curl up in a ball crying and admit that she got it done because she just wanted to be more like her sister.

The idea here is that by driving home their similarities, we can loosen Melanie up and create conflicts within her own self image. To further throw her off, Valerie masturbates furiously and loudly each night, the primary effect of which is to cause Melanie to sleep poorly, which in turn fouls her work performance

On Wednesday morning, Melanie wakes and goes to make her usual bulletproof coffee, only to find Valerie already awake and masturbating silently in the living room. The abashed Valerie beats a hasty retreat, and on the way to work, Melanie sees the image on the laptop her sister was pleasuring herself to.

It’s an image of her.

The result of all this is that when I show up at the door for our appointment, Melanie is disheveled and exhausted, in a foul mood.

And desperately needs her massage.