The Refugee - part 5

Jenna lay asleep beside me, I had only to stroke her hair for five minutes and she was under. As soon as she was under, I deepened her dependency on me.

"You are totally in love with me, you have never felt like this. You want to make me happy, pleasing me excites you. You want to be with me forever, making me happy. You will do anything that makes me happy. All that matters is my happiness."

 I spent the next hour instructing her on how to behave tomorrow, especially since she was going to work for me as my escort.

"I want you to remember everything I say and repeat to yourself 10 times."

"Tomorrow you start working for me as my escort. Every woman will want you but only a few will have you."

"It excites you that women find you so sexy that they will pay to fuck you."

"You want to be fucked by other women."

"Life is about new experiences, you want to try them all."

"The thought of any woman excites you."

When I had given her enough time to repeat the phrases in her mind I proceeded with her tuition.

"Tomorrow evening I will take you to a friend of your mother's, you know him his name is Douglas. He will help you become an escort, but you will have to make him happy. I want you to remember every time you met him in the past and as you remember you will feel lovely feelings in your pussy. Tomorrow you will finally get to fuck the man you have spent your whole life hoping would fuck you. remember all the times now."

I slid my fingers into her and gently played, corrupting her childhood memories, forever more she would think of him as her crush, that she finally got to fuck. If he wasn't putty in my hands and helpful to my business plans then I misunderstood men.

"My sweet angel, you will let him do whatever he wants, happy to see his cum, lick it up like finest caviar. When he cum’s moan with ecstasy and then tell him you want more, and if he struggles to cum again ask him to tell you his deepest desires and suck his cock as he tells you."

In her sleep, she moaned and I don’t know if it was distress or excitement, it didn’t matter to me, just that she accepted my words and they became the foundations of her new existence. All my girls would have to be purged of free will if they were to work for me and become
the best lesbian sluts that my clients would be seeking. Internally she would fight these commands, but she was doomed to failure because her consciousness accepted them as her commands. Another few moans but I timed my fingers to them which would confuse her subconscious even more, soon she was pushing back on my fingers, and I knew Jenna as her parents knew her was gone. This was Jenna 2.0

She moaned a few times interspersed with ‘no’ a few times before she went quiet, finally groaned and a gush of girl cum sprayed over my fingers, and then she cuddled into me. Whatever internal battle she had tried to fight was lost, and no prisoners were taken. When she woke her old life would be an edited mystery.

"My love, you know I care for you, and you love me. We will soon be happy together, once your mother accepts that she is a lesbian and your father moves out. You will do everything you can to help her find that freedom. It will make you so happy if your mother is my lover."

Tonight would just be the start for Jenna, she was trapped now, her crush on me molded into devotion, her mind open to me to insert her new core program values. I instructed her on what she could do to help her mother become a lesbian and move her father out of the house.

When I had finally poured my thoughts into her and corrupted her memories I let her sleep and went in search of Heather, I calculated the wine and the drug should have her in a pliable state and when I found her lying on the bed in a spare room wearing her new nighty I knew I had a chance to connect.
"Uh, Nataliya is everything ok." She slurred looking up at me as I walked towards the bed.
"Jenna fell asleep on my bed watching a film, and I didn’t want to disturb her," I sat on the bed. "Is it ok if she stays with me tonight? She looks so peaceful."
"Yes that is fine, she is settled."
She looked so ravishing in that nightie, that I had to tell myself to play the long game, not some drunken fumble tonight, but the tiger every night.
"I wanted to thank you for taking me in. I have such bad dreams about what happened to my family, and then I feel so alone."
I knew her maternal instincts would kick in even though she must have felt sexually neglected tonight.
"Oh Nataliya, you are not alone." She held her arms out for me, and I slid inside them. "We love having you here."
"Do you love having me here?" I asked as I looked into her blurry eyes ravaged with sleep and wine.
"I do." She held me tight, and I cuddled in closer.
"I don’t feel alone when you hold me, will you hold me a little while?"
"Of course, I will, my darling." I felt strength in her hug and hugged her back.
I pulled a slit away so that my bare leg was against hers and let her comfort me as she slowly fell asleep. Once I determined she was unresponsive I gently ran my hands over her getting a feel of things to come. I slipped out of the bed and let my nightgown fall to the floor and then wearing just bra and panties I set her phone to take a photo and slid back into bed with her cuddling into her. Once it was taken, I went back and selected photo-enhance options and chose ‘open eyes’, now the photo showed her open-eyed looking at the camera as I slept curled into her. It gave the photo a predatory feel.

I ran my hand through her hair gently stroking as I spoke quietly.
"Your husband neglects you sexually. He is selfish."
"You are attracted to Nataliya, you want sex with Nataliya."
"You dress to attract Nataliya."

I said it repeatedly stroking her hair, conditioning her on a deeper level she would remember later. The next time she brushed her hair every stroke would reinforce my statements.
When I got tired of saying it, I took her hand and placed it against her panties and pressed with my hand gently rubbing.
"Nataliya excites you. You want her, she makes you cum."
I repeated as I gently rubbed her, long enough for her mind to accept the message. Then I reached into my panties and took out the small wrap of cloth, opened it, and pulled her panties to one side I spread the drug onto her pussy, quickly letting the material fall back in place, putting her hand on top and running silently from the room.
I listened outside and a few minutes later I heard her moaning as she played with herself.
She would think it a dream that excited her and made her horny. A dream where she was neglected and excited by me. This was her second self-play today and it brought a smile to my lips.
One encounter wouldn’t make her mine, but I would be visiting her every night soon for longer periods, and it would not take long for her to think of seducing me. I could have broken her like Jenna, but I wanted Heather to come after me. I wanted to see the tiger hunt me and ravage me in bed. All her own free will.

The next morning I went down early for breakfast wearing a robe over my nighty.
Clive said, "Good morning" He looked as if the vomiting had passed and was dressed suited for work, I said good morning back as he turned and took a protein drink out of the refrigerator. These were the lower dose, so there would be limited illness although he would feel nauseous quite often. and impotent let’s not forget that.

Heather had a robe on and smiled when she saw me "Good morning. How are you feeling today?"
"A lot better for our chat last night, I am sorry if I spoilt your night complaining." The thing about saying a negative is the other person always feels the need to overcompensate with a positive.
"Not at all you can come to me anytime you’re feeling down." Clive had walked away so I took the moment to hug her, pulling the tie on my robe as I did so.
"Thank you, Heather, it meant so much to me last night to have someone I could turn to." My robe was open, so she got the benefit of my semi-naked body pressed against her. It felt good to feel her breasts against mine, the warmth of her body excited me. Every opportunity I got I would hug her until it was second nature for her to be in my arms.
"You are welcome Nataliya, I want you to be happy here and feel safe."
"I feel safe when I am with you, thank you." I had to release her before she broke free, I needed to leave her, creating rejection rather than her deciding to end the hug. I kissed her gently on the cheek. "Thank you."
That innocent kiss would ricochet around her mind long after she had left the house. I sat at the breakfast table and poured some juice waiting for Jenna to make her entrance.
Jenna 2.0 as I liked to think of her, finally came down. No robe and wearing her flimsy short nighty which showed her hard nipples through the material. I had instructed her last night to play with her tits before coming down, and the newly confident lesbian wanted to be noticed by the two females that greeted her. I could see the shock on Heather’s face that her princess could look so hot, but I watched her like a hawk and was rewarded when she briefly ran her eyes over her body.
"Jenna honey I think you need to wear a robe with that nighty, remember we agreed when we bought it?"
"Sorry mummy, I shall go and put it on, do you think it suits me?" She gave a twirl, which showed her body to us both.
Once again an expression flitted across Heather's face that I recognized from other women, she wouldn’t admit it, even to herself, but she liked what she saw. When you’re conditioning someone, you must allow them time to accept each stage, so it was time for me to switch back to being a vulnerable refugee and less available lover. I knew she had a meeting planned with her old friend Douglas today and moved to the next stage of my plans.
"I am not doing anything today, I can clean the house for you if you want, or maybe we could have lunch together, that would be nice."
"There is no need to clean the house, Nataliya, I have a cleaner who comes in once a week, I had a business lunch arranged today, but it might not be a bad idea if you came along, He's an old friend in banking who might be able to give you some advice on your business if you want to start up again."
I had been trying to find an opportunity to suggest that so it was a perfect opportunity on my part.
"That's wonderful I will go and get ready, thank you." Once again, I was quick across the floor to hug her.
"Lunch is not until 1.00 pm so you have plenty of time, maybe wear that grey dress we bought yesterday."
She was happy to talk to me while we hugged so I held longer than necessary again.
"I will be ready, thank you." I broke the hug again and left. I couldn’t overplay my dominance yet.