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Accidental Inheritance 6

by LorasPa6

Story Codes: F/m, Chastity, MC

I was finally back from Los Angeles after three months away and I stood there at the airport for a half hour waiting for my husband Tim to pick me up. I tried his cell phone and the home phone and did not get an answer at either. Finally I called a friend to come get me and take me home.

“Thanks again for getting me Liv; Tim said last night he’d be there.”

“Could he have gone to the wrong airport or got the time wrong? He’d be there for you come hell or high water.”

“I know that, that’s why I’m concerned. I called again just before you picked me up, just got his voice mail. He said he was working on a surprise for my homecoming.”

Liv gave me a sly smile. “Maybe he’s waiting for you in bed?”

“Get your mind out of the gutter! He said it was something ordinary.”

“Pardon me for thinking Miss Hypno-Mistress’s bondage boy might get kinky.” We both laughed, then Liv turned serious. “You don’t think that psycho bitch that stole your locket came back do you?”

“Not likely, risk would be too great for her.”

“Well we will find out soon enough.”

When we pulled in both cars were in the driveway. The door was not locked and we walked right in. Upon Liv closing the door a dog started barking from upstairs. “When did you get a dog?”

“We didn’t, at least not when I left we didn’t.”

There was no sign of a dog being in the house downstairs. When we climbed the stairs I slowly opened our bedroom door. I closed it again as the growling beast charged the door barking and scratching at the inch thick hollow wood door.

“Was that...”

“Yeah, that was Tim.”

* * *

I heard the wall below open. Finally Mommy was home! I had been trapped in her den all through the dark time and most of the light. She has not been here and I needed to go out very much. I ended up relieving myself on the indoor grass. Mommy would be unhappy but I tried to not go, especially since she changed her den since she last let me in it. I barked so she would come looking for me.

When the wall opened it took me a few wags of my tail to realize it was not Mommy at the moving wall. Intruders! I barked and chased them from Mommy’s den. Somewhere deep in me I felt joy when I saw the one with red head fur. I did not understand this. As I tried to scare them away I could hear them talking like Mommy on the far side of the moving wall. I heard them say part of my name.

I began pacing the den when something caught my eye. On the stone next to Mommy’s sleeping area was a pair of flat leaves standing on end. One had Mommy’s face on it; the other was the face of the red furred one that was on the far side of the wall.

This red furred one must be one of Mommy’s pack! I hoped Mommy would not be mad I chased one of the pack. I cautiously approached the moving wall. Scratching it and whimpering to show I meant no harm.

When the red furred one opened the wall again and placed her high paw out to me, the black haired one hollered part of the Mommy-word that tells me I am not good. But when she didn’t finish I sniffed the offered paw. Deep in me something recognized ‘red fur’ and wanted to be near her, so I offered the top of my head for her paw to rub to show her I accepted her.

She talked to me in Mommy-words; she said part of my name, but the others I did not understand.

All the while the thing deep in me howled like it was the dark time that was lightened by the big white spot in the sky.

The two strangers talked for a while and I heard them say my full name. That made me happy and I wagged my tail very hard. After a while red hair went to take Mommy’s gift from my neck. I growled at her to tell her Mommy could only touch it and she stopped.

She looked at me with salivating eyes. I remembered Mommy doing that the last time I saw her. She was slow and not playful that time. I tried to get her playful, but all she did was salivate, and it hurt me to see it for some reason, so I stopped and laid with Mommy.

Now red fur was doing it and I had the same feeling. I lay at her lower paws and I felt her touch my head. I wagged my tail to tell her she was forgiven.

* * *

“Why is he acting like a dog? Did you accidently trigger him last night?”

“No, he doesn’t have any triggers that make him a dog that I know of.”

“Maybe we should check.”

“Go on the computer, should be a text file in the Documents folder called ‘Commands’, it was Robyn’s original that I have kept updated in case I have a blonde moment.”

Tim started scratching at the door again, but only whimpering, no growls. I slowly opened the door, almost as slowly I put my hand out like you would do for a dog to sniff you.

“No! Janice are you nuts? He could bite you!”

“I have to try to reach out to him bring him back.” He sniffed my hand and nudged his head under it. “Oh Timmy what has happened to you? I’m going to try some of the commands that would normally bring him back. My slave boy! Be my husband! Timmy’s tuning time! Statue Slave!” He didn’t react to a one of them. Dare I risk making Master come out with Liv here? I doubted it would work but at the very least If Master Tim came out his time limit would be in effect. “Liv if this next command works you need to run, I can’t guarantee your safety, and I won’t have long to keep him back before I am helpless to resist him.”

“What?”

“Just if he starts to stand, get out. Don’t worry about me, I will be fine and hopefully everything will be normal in a few hours.”

“Okay whatever.”

“Be my Master!” I watched for the shift to the overconfident sadistic personality, but again nothing happened.

“Anti-climactic.”

“I am sort of glad that one didn’t work. I was not in the mood to be bimbofied.”

“Huh?”

“Long story, any luck?

“No, you were right nothing in here about a dog command. I’ve started searching all documents for the words ‘dog’, ‘collar’, ‘canine’ or ‘puppy’. Hey it found a journal file that has some matches.”

“Jan listen to this; ‘I’ve decided to do a little puppy play with Tim. I created a puppy mindset that does not understand anything but basic commands you give a dog like sit and stay. I have named him Puppy-Tim. Real Tim has no recollection of his time as Puppy at this time. We will see if this changes as I use the command more.’ So there is a command!”

“Why didn’t she put it in the list then damn it!”

“Wait there’s more dated a few months later; ‘I have removed the puppy command and replaced it with a visual trigger. Whenever he sees the dog collar I bought for Puppy-Tim he will put it on and become his dog self. He still says he has no memories as the dog, he remembers finding the collar each time but nothing else until he wakes up as Tim. I have established a fifteen minutes window after I remove the collar before he returns to normal, giving me time to hide it from his view.’ Take the collar off of him.”

“Already on...” Tim started growling at me as soon as I reached for it. “Oh come on Tim!” I just burst out in tears all I wanted was to be in my husband’s arm and the only thing between me and him was this collar! He lay on the floor shaking his ass and looking up at me. “Liv we have to overpower him.”

“How?”

“He’s got the mind of a dog, we can outsmart him. Walk past him, I’ll keep him distracted. Then you get on top of him while I’ll hold his head down.”

“Alright let’s try it.”

After a brief struggle Liv came up with the collar and Tim settled down to an almost catatonic state.

“Put it in your pocket, take it home and throw it out in your trash!”

“Will do, hey I found one more entry about this collar, do you want to hear it?”

“Might as well, Maybe it will tell where it was stashed.”

“Ok here it is; ‘I was completely off guard when Tim found the puppy collar today. He slipped it on before I could stop him. I had forgotten it was in that drawer when I asked Tim to open it for me. As soon as the transformation took place he was all over me. In my weakened condition I really was unable to fend him off. He playfully took my air hose leaving me struggling to breathe. He had no idea what he did and when I managed to get him to stop, I immediately took the collar from him and hid it under my pillow. I was so afraid I was going to slowly suffocate to death leaving Tim locked as a dog until someone removes his collar. I cried, not the smart thing to do but he saw it and calmed down. I will talk to him tomorrow about wiping all his commands and leaving his cock cage off permanently, I really can’t enjoy it any longer and I don’t want him hurt because I did something that I would be unable to undo later. In the meantime I had Tim pull the drawer of my nightstand out as far as it could come without coming out completely. I told him to close his eyes and not remember we did this as I threw the collar behind the drawer where he will not likely find it again.’ So sad, he almost killed her because of the collar.”

“I bet he doesn’t even know, he would feel so guilty about that, and she wouldn’t want to burden him with that memory. He should wake up soon, close the files. You can go if you want.”

“No, I’ll stay for a bit. Um, you probably have a mess to clean up in the bedroom, his crotch looks wet.”

“Well he’s been like this nearly a day, if I’m lucky it is only one mess.”

Tim groaned and opened his eyes. “Hey gorgeous, what... wait oh no! The dog collar was in the old nightstand! I thought Robyn threw that out after I found it the last time. I can’t believe it happened again!”

“You don’t remember any of it?”

“Liv?”

“Hey I had to get home somehow; you were not coming to get me anytime soon. What do you mean ‘old’ nightstand?”

“I bought a new bedroom set and set it up. I hope the puppy didn’t ruin it.”

We walked over to the bedroom and Tim had picked a beautiful set out, the only parts of the old set left were the nightstands that he had been emptying into the new ones. “I had plans to take you out for a romantic dinner before brining you home to reveal it. When I moved your old nightstand after the drawers were empty I heard something rattling around in it and investigated. I tried resisting the collar’s pull, but I was helpless as I watched it come to my neck. I’m sorry baby I let you down.”

“You couldn’t stop yourself, and you won’t have to worry about it any longer, any other things like that we need to worry about?”

“None that I can rec... I just stepped in a wet...” Tim’s face turned a bright red, and he felt his crotch. “Oh this is so embarrassing, he’s supposed to be housebroken.”

Liv and I laughed so hard we could hardly breathe.

“Tell me the whole truth. Are there any other visual trigger items that you respond to?”

His look glazed over “No...” He closed his eyes and took long slow breathes, he was taking himself deeper to look into his subconscious. “I allowed Mistress Robyn to remove all of them, but the collar she could not, she tried several times but was unable to remove it. She believed that since that personality was cordoned off from both my conscious and subconscious minds and did not understand English she could not penetrate it.”

“Truth was told. Grab a towel to dry that up, you can shampoo the rug tomorrow.”

“I was going to do it today.” He frowned as he looked at the wet spot with his now wet socks in his hand.

“Get cleaned up, I’m hungry and I bet you are too. Liv, do you care to join us at the diner? Tim’s treat.”

“Sure.”

Throughout dinner Tim could not keep his hands off of me, running over my leg and slipping into my crotch. If I had been in a skirt he likely would have taken those fingers all the way in. Fortunately we were in a booth to the side and could not be seen by the other patrons. Finally I reached under the table myself and came up holding his hand, our fingers interlocked. I kept our hands on top the table and Liv just smiled at us and Tim blushed.

Once home Tim brought my luggage up to the bedroom. “I don’t remember you leaving with this many bags.”

“Hey I was there for three months; I needed a few new outfits.” He gave me ‘yeah right’ look as I sorted the bags’ contents.

I went for a shower, and left Tim to turn down the bed. After drying my hair I slipped into one of my new outfits. I slid on the emerald green silk nightie that almost perfectly matched my eyes, followed by a pair of black stockings. Finishing the look with a ponytail ribbon of the same emerald hue.

When I returned from the en suite I discovered I was not the only one making preparations. Tim had tied himself into a ‘Y’ position, hands to either side of the headboard and feet together and tied to the foot board. His cock cage was the only thing else adorning his body

His eyes got huge when he saw me.

“You approve?” I gave him a few sensual poses

“God Jan, you look like an Irish Aphrodite.”

“Shame you can’t take advantage of it.” I climbed on the bed next to him and pressed in close. Our lips met and tongues danced.

“I was planning to offer myself as a sacrifice to you.”

I straddled him and unbuckled the cuffs. “Not tonight. I need to feel your hands, tonight I want you to make passionate love to me. You have suffered much for my trip, and your only concern for self was that you would lose your resistance, that deserves a reward.

When he was fully free he turned me over and spread my legs, I closed my eyes and waited to feel his rod enter my sheath. Instead I got his lips and tongue massaging me, his hands wandered northward until they found my breasts. I was about to complain that I wanted his cock when he broke off and in one smooth action, brought himself up and kissed me again. I tasted my own juices on him.

“I know what you want, but you need to do something for me first.” He said as he knelt above me.

I looked deeply into his eyes. “Anything.”

He pointed down “Umm unlock him so he can fill your need.”

I laughed. “That would help.”

He wasted no time once freed, it reminded me of our first time together, the wonderful day that I had found the greatest treasure in the world; the orphaned hypnotized slave who would become my husband.

End