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Chapter 6 by kblaz3

Did you put in a failsafe?

Fuck! No you forgot!

It was still dawn when you finally digested all of the program and realized that you had made a fatal error. You hadn’t put in any kind of fail-safe, or trigger to revert either of you back to normal, and now if anything got out of hand you would be powerless to fix it without getting her back into the chair, and you had a gut feeling that was quickly going to be impossible. In fact, if you had to guess you would be spending more time in one of those chairs than she would.

You took a deep breath and glanced over to your wife who was still sleeping. You knew she would normally wake up in a few minutes so instead of letting her wake up normally, your mind took you in a completely different direction. You were hard as a rock, and you were craving to eat her pussy like an addict would get their next fix. You all but dove under the bedding and pulled her sexy lacy thong out of the way and dove into her pussy. She immediately started moaning, and her pussy was dripping within seconds. In your mind, you were envisioning doing this every morning to ensure that she would feel loved, and so that she would start her day off with the most intense orgasm you could possibly give her every morning. You knew that this was the programming, but it was so very powerful. You were actually kind of scared by how powerful you were reacting.

Within a couple of minutes she was thrashing around as her first orgasm crashed over her, but you were determined to keep going until she told you to stop. All of a sudden your mind went blank beyond just pleasuring her with your mouth, and then your mouth and hands. She was responding amazingly to your actions and had just had her third orgasm when she finally all but yelled “Fuck! Stop! Jesus!”

You immediately stopped and moved away from her so that she could catch her breath. You were starting to settle back to normal. Your mind starts to comprehend what just happened. Within another minute it was racing trying to remember back to what all you had put into your own programming. This was not what you remember being in it. It was far more intense, and far more controlling than you would have let it be. Your brain basically shut off in order to siphon that energy into pleasuring your wife. You finally started to realize that your jaw, fingers, hand, and your wrists were extremely sore.

Your wife simply giggled, and said “Good morning! What a good boy for waking me up like that.”

You sat staring at her stupidly when she giggled again and told you “Today is a new day love. The programming changed me, I can already tell. Normally, I would be super grateful for what you just did, but instead, I am thinking about all the things that I could make you do that would make me feel even better than that. “

Your mouth slammed open as you stared at her. The programming had been more intense than you meant for it to be. There was no failsafe, and honestly, at this point, you had no idea if you would have the willpower to do anything about it.

You were lost in thought again when she cleared her throat and said “Go get showered. It's time to start a new life.”

"How was that shower my good boy?"

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