Only after a few more hours.

You had the perfect meal ready for him. Roast beef, mashed potatoes, the works.

You changed into an evening gown and waited for him. The lights in the dining room were dimmed and two candles flickered on the table.

If your master was going to resist your feminine charms, you were going to have to seduce him.

Finally he came back.

“Look I really don’t under… is this for me?”

“Yes master.” You said, flirtatiously.

“Okay, for now, stop with the master bit.”

“But…”

“Just… do it.”

“Understood…”

He sat down across from you.

“You did all this… for me?”

“Of course dear.” You say with a smile. Your programing is has almost completely taken over. It was just missing that one last push to fully replace the old you.

“Why?”

“Because it’s my purpose in life now.”

“To serve me?”

“Yes. To make you happy. To bring you joy in your life.”

“What if I don’t want this, what if I want to leave.”

“Then you may do so.” You tell him

“What will happen to you then?”

“I would be held in reserve for another man who needs a wife… but I would very much like it to be you.”

“But… you’re my father…”

“And…”

“Isn’t that, you know, ****.”

“Yes.”

“And you’re okay with that?”

“Yes. There are many biologically incestious relationships here.”

“I do not know how to feel about this?”

“Maybe it be better if you stopped thinking about me as your dad, and start thinking about me as your wife. You still need to name me.”

He stood, and looked you up and down…

“From today forward, your name is Bethany.”

You’re taken aback by that.

“But that was your mother’s name? Are you sure?”

“If you’re going to take her place as my mom, then why not…”

“Yes dear.”

He then sat down again.

“Get me a beer.” He ordered.

“Of course dear…” you say with a smile as you walk towards the kitchen.