To be his jewel-.

Just moments before, my mind was in the dark. Then Jonathan told me to pay attention, to look upon the breast of my similarly subjugated roommate and stare at her glowing pendant. Immediately my senses were revived and my attention went where it needed to go. I gazed into the shimmering ruby and felt myself being entranced and slowly transformed into something I have no control over. But He has control over me now. He told me so…with his voice, the other thing He told me to pay attention to.

“An ancient Egyptian manuscript describes women like you as jewel-slaves. Now you’re –my- jewel-****, Alexis—both of you,” He says, referring to Rose.

“Your roommate has declared her loyalty to me many times, and now I want to hear it from you, Alexis. Tell me that you’re my jewel-****. Tell me that you obey me.”

I listen to His command. I pick out the right words and, for the first time since the ordeal began, speak His order.

“I am your jewel-****,” I answer. The jewel seems to glow brighter and hotter upon my admission of servitude. “I obey you, Jonathan.”

“Very good, Alexis,” He coos. “Now, jewel-****, you must listen carefully. Do not take your eyes from Rose, Alexis, but listen to me very carefully. There is something you must do for me. You will do this for me, won’t you, Alexis?”

“Yes, Jonathan,” I can’t help to reply, not even knowing what He wants from me. He explains at length:

“I found your necklaces in the tomb of Pharaoh Anu-Ra-Thys, a royal who took his name from the Gods. The text tells of his advisor who possessed magic never dreamed of because he took his power from those Gods. He enchanted these ancient necklaces and other items that are more valuable than anyone today realizes, except me, of course. I found them and I kept them secret. Now I need more.

“Archeology is not a woman’s field. No field is, really, which makes it a shame I’m not some silly faggot enslaving the dig teams that go out there to do my bidding. This is why I need you, Alexis, a beautiful, stupid girl to go out on the dig and do what I say, because I can’t be there myself this time. When possible, you will search on your own. You will conduct the research I command you to, and find me the Advisor’s scrolls and his enchanted treasure. You will bring it all back for me, I will study the Advisor’s magic, and then I will enslave anyone woman I see fit. Do you understand, Alexis?”

“Yes, Jonathan.” I understand and remember every syllable.

“I will use a code word to control you, Alexis. I will reach you by phone or otherwise, and you will carry out my commands. When I leave you free to do as you wish, you will not remember any of this, except that you love me –very- much, and that you need to call me twice a day. Are we clear, Alexis?”

“Yes, Jonathan.”

“Very, very good, Alexis. Now, your code word is ‘cherry blossom.’ You are my **** when you hear me—and only me—say ‘cherry blossom.’ ”

With that, Jonathan ends his instructions for the mission ahead. I don’t yet know how I will find his quarry, so I shall eagerly await his guidance.

“What time is your flight, Alexis?”

“7am,” I answer.

Jonathan grumbles slightly, apparently miffed by my early-morning departure. “That’s pretty early,” He mutters, then suddenly slips his hands under my shirt and gropes my breasts through my bra. He wonders aloud,