Chapter 34: Re-education

15 November 2025

Jenny led Mary through the secured entry of the campus building. At 02:15 on a Saturday morning, the building was dark and empty. Jenny expected that there wouldn’t even be a security guard, and she was right. On the weekends, there were only private security sweeps on the exterior of the building by whichever company was under contract this quarter.

The lift lobby was lit by motion-sensor lights, which had already shut off in the main entryway. By the time they reached the fourth level, Jenny was sure the entire ground floor would be dark once more.

Mary followed Jenny quietly, and without any excess movements. Jenny had learned to recognise the mannerisms and characteristics of an infected woman. The coloured eyes were the most obvious sign. The straight-up posture was another. The head tipping to one side was universal as well, except that Rebecca, being a lefty, tipped her head to the left, whereas all of the other women Jenny had seen tipped their heads to the right.

She was looking forward to the next phase of Bob’s master plan, when the virus would be spread exponentially. The data from those observations would be remarkable.

But tonight, she had a different plan in mind, also in service of her Master. Jenny had been trying to find a way to soften the minds of those who were immune to the virus. She had enlisted Stasi at Rebecca’s suggestion. That young woman was enthusiastic to toy with free will even before Jenny got permission from Bob to ensure her loyalty.

The two of them collaborated over various Ukrainian meals. Jenny was familiar enough with Chicken Kyiv, and she had heard of borscht. Stasi introduced her to holubtsi and varenyky, and tried to drink her under the table with nalyvka. Good thing for me the virus has made me less susceptible to getting drunk too.

“Key requirement is completely specific and literal,” Stasi told Jenny about using the hypnotic cocktail. “Guaranteeing duration of open window to mind is impossible. But what is clear is this should make mind… how to say… plastic?”

“Malleable?” Jenny offered.

“Da, malleable. Pliant. So while mind is open, teach it exactly what you want. Less interpretation is better. Simple is better.”

Jenny nodded and pondered that. Maybe we have a few seconds. Maybe a few minutes. So we’ll need to work on getting the lessons right.

Jenny got Mary situated in a comfortable chair. She smiled inwardly at not having to restrain her test subjects any more. Next, she applied the contacts for the EEG, and the finger cuff for the pulse oximeter.

“These are to measure how your brain and your body react both to the drug I am going to give you and the suggestions that will follow.”

Mary sat docilely. “I understand.”

“Do you?” Jenny asked.

Jenny saw as the woman’s face scrunched up for a moment.

“No. Not really. But Bob told me to go with you, and I will obey and trust him.”

“Very good,” Jenny stated as she confirmed the instruments were reading properly.

She opened the door to the mini-fridge, and took out a small vial of clear liquid from the rack. She gave it a little shake and unstoppered it.

“Please drink this, Mary. And pardon the taste.”

Mary raised the vial. “Cheers.”

She tipped the glass tube to her lips, and swallowed the liquid. For a moment, her face reacted as if she had bitten into a lemon. “That was bloody awful. What did you fla…”

Jenny tapped the start button on her timer, and then she turned her attention to the list of prompts she had prepared.

“Mary, your purpose is to obey your husband, Bob Edwards.”

“Mary, you will obey your Master, Bob Edwards.”

“Mary, you take pleasure from making Bob happy.”

“Mary, you will be a good mother for Olivia.”

“Mary, Olivia is very important to you.”

“Mary, you will do what makes Olivia happy.”

“Mary, you are not jealous about Bob having other women.”

“Mary, you will change your looks if Bob wants you to.”

“Mary…”

Without warning, Mary’s eyes blinked rapidly, and she made a gasping sound.

“...vour it with?”

Jenny stopped the timer. 01:17.

A decent length, but not a lot of time. More testing will be required to determine what the variables are for burn-off.

“Jenny, you weren’t in the same position that you were when I drank your liquid. Did something happen?”

“Yes, Mary. You were under the influence of the liquid for a short time. Do you remember anything?”

She shook her head. “The taste was awful, and I told you that, and you weren’t holding your mobile and then suddenly you were. How long was I under the influence?”

“A little over a minute. How are you feeling?”

“Aside from being a little flummoxed by what you’re telling me, I feel just fine.”

“Mary, tell me about Bob.”

The woman lit up, as a broad smile appeared. “Bob is a wonderful husband and a loving Master. I’d do anything to make him happy.”

“What about if he wanted to be with another woman?”

“As long as that makes him happy. I’m not jealous about that. Wait… that’s odd. I know that I used to be jealous. I can see those memories. I can remember wanting Bob to sack Ginny because of how she looked and how she always dressed like a bloody slag around him. But now… all I can think of is that I’m not jealous. If it makes Bob happy, that’s the only thing that matters.”

Mary started to fidget, and then she stood up from the chair and began pacing around Jenny’s lab. Jenny had never met the woman before this evening, but these behaviours appeared to be classic signs of agitation. This hadn’t typically happened after a woman has been infected. The only one who exhibited these behaviours was Sarah, when I was pushing her to surrender something she deeply valued.

“Mary, what is your dream?”

The woman’s head snapped to turn and face Jenny, and her eyes flashed a deeper shade of green.

“I want the best for my family. And I want my family to be the best.”

Jenny pondered that, and invited Mary to continue.

“I worked hard to get to where I am. I got out of Manchester so I could give my family the chances they deserve. I don’t want Olivia to have to work her way through school, or to take a job just to pay the bills. Bob has put his shoulder to the wheel, and I don’t want him to miss the prize to someone like Marcus Stone.”

“And what about you? And Olivia?”

She sighed, as if those thoughts were a burden to her.

“I need to please Bob. And I need to help Olivia to be her best for Bob.”

“Are you saying that Bob is the top of your family, Mary?”

Mary nodded and smiled softly. “Yes. Bob is the top of our family. Whatever Bob wants is right. And I will take care of Olivia’s needs too. She is very important to me.”

“Mary, do you know what Bob and Olivia are doing now?”

Mary twitched again, but then her facial expressions smoothed. “Olivia is with Bob. I hope that she is making Bob happy. I wish that I were there too, so that I could make Bob happy.”

***

“I am so much happier now that Master has claimed Olivia and me,” Mary said with a smile. “Are you happy too, Jenny?”

The two women had been working for hours, and along the way, Mary had come to appreciate the effort that Jenny had put into making this happen. She was such a smart girl. She figured out the virus, and she chose Bob to be her benefactor. Of course she couldn’t resist him as soon as they were together. Bob is the most powerful man in the world, and he’s the most sexually appealing man too. It was only right that he claimed her too.

“Yes, Mary, I am very happy. Master has given me a purpose that I didn’t know I needed.”

Mary had picked up on Jenny’s connection with Bob when they were talking. It was sometime after the sun had come up. She saw how Jenny blushed. And she also could detect the scent of the scientist’s arousal.

Just like mine.

Like a dutiful subject, Mary kept taking the samples that Jenny told her to. She noticed each time she lost the moments now, since Jenny took no effort to be in the same place, or to hold the same position. It was disconcerting at first, but now she was almost used to it.

She wasn’t used to the added attraction she was feeling towards Jenny though. If she were a little older, Mary may have written them off as hot flushes. But there was no doubt that she was turned on by Jenny in ways she hadn’t felt a few hours earlier.

Those new feelings were very distracting. It was a good thing Jenny didn’t mind when she pulled off her top. Jenny even complimented her on her tits. Fuck, it’s been a long time since I heard them called that by someone who wasn’t a bloody prick.

“Mary, where did you go, love?”

“Oh… I’m sorry, Jenny. I was just thinking about you liking my tits.”

“Yes, Mary, I do. I like your tits a lot. And I like your pussy too. You’ve done such a good job in keeping your body in tip-top shape.”

“I’ll do anything to make Master happy with me. He deserves to have beautiful women to fuck, and to use, and to do whatever he wants with.”

“Mary, do you think that I’m beautiful enough for him?”

Mary ogled her, scanning her eyes up and down. Somewhere along the line, Jenny had undressed too.

“Of course you are, dear. You were an excellent fuck for Master. And for me, I should add.”

“Too right,” Jenny interjected. “Shall we have another go then?”

“Can we?”

“Yes, now is a perfect time.”

Jenny stroked her fingers along the inside of Mary’s thigh. “Mary, I want you to think about Master doing this with you and Olivia.” When Jenny said Olivia’s name, she made sure to find Mary’s clitoris with her fingertip.

Mary jumped with a surge of electric delight.

“Oh fuck! Do you think he would want to do that?”

“I’m positive, Mary.” She plunged two fingers deep into Mary’s slick folds. “Master has been fantasising about the two of you for ages.”

Mary bucked and then squeezed down on the intrusions to maximise the delight. My fitness regime has some wonderful benefits.

“Jenny… please… oh… what do I need to do…”

“It’s so simple, love. Serve our Master. Obey him. Use your talents for him, and for Olivia.” Jenny shifted her attention one more time, flicking Mary’s button, and giving her a deep, sloppy kiss. “And we’ll have more sessions like this one too, of course, won’t we?”

“Ohhhhh, fuck yes, we will.”