Somethings off

As much as David enjoyed having a mindless, obedient **** girl, he knew it wasn't sustainable or fair in the long run. He needed Rachel to act normally around others, especially their roommates. A small amount of guilt crept back in as he realized what he'd done to her.

David thought hard about finding a compromise between the two extremes, mindless **** and completely free. He wanted to keep some aspects of control while still allowing Rachel her autonomy. After careful consideration, he decided that his initial statement was too much and needed toning down.

The first part of his revised statement read: "Rachel Is Dave Evanston’s personal **** and will follow his commands without question but still has her own personality and opinions." David felt this maintained the core of what Rachel had originally asked for while giving her back some agency.

He continued, adding: "Rachel will act like a normal person in public unless commanded to do otherwise by David." This way, she could still function normally outside their dorm without arousing suspicion. But something was missing from the statement...

After a moment's thought, David decided to add one more crucial element: "Rachel Loves David with all her being." With that final piece in place, he felt confident that this revised version would work better for both of them.

Taking a deep breath, David recited his revised statement to Rachel, watching intently as the light of understanding returned to her eyes. She blinked several times, as if waking up from a nap, and looked away with a deep blush spreading across her cheeks.

Rachel seemed to be processing what had happened while she was under the initial spell of total obedience. Her face contorted in embarrassment and realization, her original idea had been too ****, turning her into a mindless doll.

David could see the gears turning in her head as Rachel came to terms with everything that had transpired since he'd first talked to her through the bathroom door. She looked like she was struggling to reconcile her desires with the potential consequences of those desires.

After a few moments of silence, David reached out and gently placed his hand on Rachel's shoulder. "Hey," he said softly, trying to comfort her. "We'll figure this out together, okay? I promise."

Rachel nodded slowly, still looking somewhat dazed but grateful for David's reassurance. They sat down on the bed together, and David began explaining his thought process behind the revised statement.

"I want you to have your freedom," he told her, "but at the same time, I liked the idea of you being... mine, in a way." Rachel listened intently, her expression thoughtful as she considered his words.

"But we need to make sure you can still act normally around the others," David continued. "We don't want anyone getting suspicious about what's going on here." Rachel nodded again, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

They spent the next hour discussing the boundaries and implications of Rachel's new role. They talked about how she would behave in public versus private, and how David could command her without completely overriding her personality.

As they spoke, David realized that this was not only about the curse but also about building trust between them. He wanted to make sure Rachel felt comfortable with her new status while still respecting his wishes.

Rachel, for her part, seemed relieved that David was open to finding a middle ground. She admitted that her original request had been impulsive and perhaps too ****. Together, they worked out a system that would allow her to maintain some autonomy while still fulfilling her desire to please him.

Their conversation flowed easily, almost like they were discussing something as mundane as household chores rather than the intricacies of a magical curse. But beneath the surface, David could sense Rachel's eagerness to test the limits of their new arrangement.

As they wrapped up their discussion, David couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and trepidation about what lay ahead. He knew that navigating this uncharted territory wouldn't be easy, but with Rachel by his side, or rather, under his command, he felt more confident than ever that they could handle whatever challenges the curse might throw their way.

Rachel stood up from the bed, her eyes locked on David's as she asked: "So... what would you like me to do first?" Her voice was laced with a subtle eagerness, and David could see the anticipation building in her expression. He smiled, feeling a sense of power and possibility that he'd never experienced before.