The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Chapter 1

When the police arrived to investigate the charges of criminal assault Irving Horrocks was well prepared. After hearing his explanations, they were satisfied that the matter was a civil case and departed in some wonderment at the ramifications.

Put simply, Horrocks explained that Janine Thurgood had entered into an agreement with his employers to rent one of their products for five days and instead had kept it. Since it couldn’t be taken away from her his employers had taken out a “mechanic’s lien” on it to bring her default to her attention. The appearance of assault was just that, appearance, and to prove it Horrocks demonstrated the method. Satisfied by the demonstration as much as mystified by the idea of the ‘product’ Horrocks showed them the promotional video that Janine Thurgood had been shown before she dealt with them.

The Nu Yu Second Skin was a complete, computer mediated makeover using the company’s proprietary ‘Second Skin’ technology.

The client had two options. A five day “try before you buy” session or a permanent makeover. The trial cost $50 a day but required a $2000 bond and a signed contract that laid out the terms and conditions of the trial and made it clear that to exceed the five day would not only break the bond but would result in a permanent integration between the ‘Second Skin’ and the client. The company would require full payment for a permanent makeover if this occurred unless the client’s failure to return in the five days was due to circumstances manifestly beyond their control. The scope of these circumstances was spelt out at length.

Janine Thurgood had watched the video, had the contract explained to her in plain English, claimed to understand obligations binding her, read and signed the contract. The company had all this on video, and they had their copy of the contract.

After signing the contract Miss Thurgood had been taken through the whole procedure and asked if she wanted to proceed and again she’d assented.

She’d entered the glass box in the corner of the room and was scanned ultrasonically. It took less than a minute and she remained fully clothed. Then, while the computers processed the data she was offered coffee or tea (she had coffee) and Horrocks had discussed with her the range of choices and styles of makeover that she might want.

The promotional video had shown a number of examples but since the company was a custom fitter it didn’t offer generic styles. Each client got what they wanted from within the range of what was possible for them.

Janine Thurgood was in her late twenties, of average height, about 5′5″, had undistinguished brown hair and eyes, three pockmarks on her forehead, regular teeth, thin lips, freckles and lines from sun-damage on a thin, even bony frame. She was plain without being ugly or interesting.

She wanted smooth, creamy skin, glossy auburn hair, emerald green eyes, and a generous but reasonable bosom.

Horrocks pointed out that her clothes wouldn’t fit if she went for the increased bust size, and the expense of buying new ones wouldn’t be justified for a five day limited period, but nevertheless she was adamant that she could and manage.

At that point, the computers were finished and a picture of her face came on screen. The computer was voice activated and Horrocks told it to make the changes that Janine wanted. As he did the computer changed the picture. Horrocks had it rotate the head and pull back. The computer generated the image and Janine saw how she’d look naked in her Nu Yu Second Skin.

Horrocks told the computer to save the first mark and showed Janine how to modify the image with voice commands and left her to experiment and find her preferred ‘look’. She spent over an hour on small changes in hair patterns, skin-tones and various features. Finally, she was satisfied.

Once the ‘look’ was decided, it was a matter of further processing to convert the computer image into the artificial cellular material that was second skin.

Eventually, some three hours after Janine had entered the parlour, the process was ready. Janine was asked to change into a poly-sucrose overall in a changing room, and then she was ushered into a small room containing a large empty tub. She was assisted into the tub through a side panel. It was 8′ deep. Then a breathing tube was lowered and fitted to her mouth and nostrils. It was a little uncomfortable because the end was moulded flexibly into the inside of her mouth, leaving her lips free. Once it, and the nostril tubes were in place she was effectively immobilised. Horrocks asked her if she was OK and told her what to expect and do at each stage. She probably had a few qualms but signalled him to proceed.

The tub filled up with a thin fluid at blood heat that rose quickly. As it rose past her knees she lifted her feet for a moment then put them down again. When it reached her neck she gripped the handrail ahead of her. Her overall was saturated and then dissolved while her head went under the liquid. She breathed through the tubes without difficulty, totally immersed for fifteen minutes. There was the sound of music and various directions about opening her eyes, lifting her feet occasionally and shifting her hands and her balance. It was all very calm, then, the fluid drained away.

As it drained she felt that she was coated with petroleum jelly. Horrocks told her that she was almost finished; they had only to empty the tub and wash away the residues. It took another three or four minutes and was done. She was standing stark naked in the tub with her Nu Yu Second Skin.

Her underwear didn’t fit her new figure. She’d had the foresight to wear a loose but smart tracksuit to her appointment so she could still wear that, and did. She found it interesting to actually feel her new breasts jiggling inside her top as she moved. The second skin really did transmit the sensations it received to the nerve endings in her original skin so that she couldn’t tell the difference. It felt as though her skin had been expanded over new layers of fat and muscle.

She didn’t show it but she was elated as she left the parlour. The cost of a permanent makeover using Nu Yu Second Skin was in the order of $70,000 but she had it for $2000 and all she had to do was keep it for a month without going back to the parlour.

There was no way that they could repossess it once it had integrated into her system and as a secretary living in rented accommodation there was no way they’d be able to get anywhere by suing her. She could declare bankruptcy if they tried it, and anyway, with her new good looks she could catch a millionare if she had to, and get him to pay for it.

She’d taken a month holiday to the Great Barrier Reef, flirted, played the field and enjoyed her new power. The power of a beautiful woman.

She totally dismissed the warning Horrocks had given her as she’d left the parlour. He’d told her that the company strictly observed the terms of their contracts and wanted it made very clear that they expected their clients to do the same, or else the company would take steps to make sure that they did.

Two days after she returned from her holidays she received a stern letter from the company pointing out that she had breached the terms of her initial contract with them and that as a result she was now liable for the full cost of the permanent makeover that she now had as a result of her failure to return to the parlour within the five days. In addition, her bond was forfeit, in addition to which, she was racking up a debt of $50 per day rent plus $50 per day in penalties until she made arrangements to pay the debt she’d incurred.

Janine decided that they couldn’t get blood from a stone and ignored the letter. She already owed them more money than she could ever expect to pay them (barring the rich marriage) and figured that they were stuck with it. They’d have to call it a bad debt and charge it up to experience or take her to court win the case and still be no better off.

She was unaware that the company designers had ‘war-gamed’ all sorts of scenarios before they went into production including her form of debt-dodging.

Taking out the ‘mechanic’s lien’ was the first step.

If a mechanic replaces the carburettor on a customer’s car and the customer decides not to pay the bill then the mechanic may reclaim the carburettor as his own property even though he can’t remove it from the car.

It was stretching a point perhaps but it gave them a legal argument to justify several different possible plans of action.

They chose to send her notice of the lien and a computer generated image of her new self with the bruised appearance of two black eyes and a puffy left upper lip. The bruises in the picture were yellowing and looked to be about four or five days old. She got them at 11 o’clock in the morning.

Over the course of the afternoon her lip puffed up just as it looked in the picture and the appearance of old bruises developed around her eyes. She went to the police, accused the company of criminal assault, and brought the two police down on Horrocks.

He explained how Second Skin worked, and because he was wearing it himself he was able to demonstrate how it could be programmed to change its appearance under some circumstances. When Janine Thurgood had handled the picture of her bruised face, some “switches” in her second skin had been tripped. It was part of the company’s anti-theft strategy, designed to get her attention and to bring her back to the parlour. Once inside the parlour the “switches” would reset and they would have a chance to discuss repayment options with her. She could bring a phalanx of lawyers or witnesses with her if she liked but until she faced up to her obligations she’d look like an assault victim.

Horrocks assured them that society was not about to become inundated by apparent shape-changers to the detriment of law and order because the company kept strict records and both onsite and offsite backups of all their data, which was available to police on request. Moreover, they strictly monitored all use of their Nu Yu client base.

Chapter 2

After the police visit, Horrocks visited Janine Thurgood personally. He discussed her position candidly, pointing out that there is no free lunch in this world and that the company was not going to let her off scot-free. He told her that until she returned to the parlour and discussed her options she’d have to put up with the ‘bruising’. In addition, there were other possibilities that she might have to start worrying about, itching for instance. He clicked his fingers, and she was suddenly hypersensitive to her clothing. It chafed, itched, constricted and felt as comfortable as sackcloth. Then he clicked his fingers again and the sensations faded.

He told her that she had a week before the itching started in earnest. Then he said he’d done all he could for the moment and the next move was up to her.

Poor Janine held out until the itching was driving her crazy, then finally, she went to see Irving Horrocks to negotiate the terms of her surrender.

He was expecting her.

When she entered the parlour, the itching ceased immediately, her lip settled down and her bruises faded in less than a minute. Horrocks led her over to a chair in front of his desk in the corner opposite the scanner booth and bid her sit down. Then he sat in his chair and they began their discussions.

It took a little while to get her talking, but once started, she admitted that she’d intended from the first to defraud the company by getting the permanent makeover for the cost of her $2000 bond and that she had no way of paying for it.

Horrocks commiserated with her to some extent. He cited the poor examples set by multination corporations, failed entrepreneurs, conmen, politicians and televangelists but pointed out that society depended on some, even most people paying their debts and living within their incomes.

Horrocks offered her two choices. He said that logically there were only two that the company would accept. Either she would pay the debt herself or she could have someone pay it for her.

Her qualifications were minimal. She was a competent shorthand typist and clerk but at those pay scales she’d be paying the company for the rest of her life. With her new appearance she could get employment as a stripper, prostitute or porn-star but this sort of thing was rather tacky and the company was not in the business of pimping. Nevertheless if she decided to go that route she could probably pay off her debt in two to four years.

He offered to find someone who’d pay the debt for her in exchange for her services as a secretary-typist and housekeeper. In fact, he had one of the company’s earlier clients in mind. If she’d like, she could come back the next day and discuss the matter with her potential employer then.

Janine wasn’t thrilled by either prospect, but agreed to return the next day to explore the matter with her prospective employer. She’d been temping for an agency since getting ‘downsized’ three years previously from the insurance company where she’d worked since school, so her time was her own between temporary jobs.

Chapter 3

At the appointed hour, Janine Thurgood arrived for her meeting. She was dressed for success in new clothes that suited her Nu Yu colouring. The knee-length dark-green skirt and jacket had a high-necked light-green blouse to contrast with it. Her shoes and buttons were a matching dark-red. The whole outfit was designed to make the most of her eyes and hair, attractive yet not overtly sexy. She thought it a good choice.

Irving Horrocks was there as always looking like a plump 50 year-old academic, balding with grey hair and glasses, but talking to him was another man about the same age as he of dark swarthy appearance, black hair peppered with threads of grey and a massive manner. He, the stranger, was about the same height as Horrocks at 5′8″ but wider in the body and without the appearance of comfortable plumpness. The stranger gave the impression of a sawed-off giant although he wasn’t out of proportion with it.

Horrocks introduced him as Dr Amad Asfar.

The contrast between the two men was remarkable. Horrocks spoke quietly. He was more talkative in his light baritone than the Doctor, interjecting the occasional word or phrase in a deeper bass voice.

Initially it was a ‘getting to know each other session. Janine’s background history as an only child of a broken marriage came out, her mothers second marriage and move interstate, her fathers travel to somewhere overseas and loss of contact, and of course Doctor Asfar’s history growing up in Tunisia, his interests in herbal medicine leading him to an import-export business in honey, herbs and scented oils, his wife’s death in childbirth eleven years previously and his own near death in a light plane accident eight years before which left him with scarring and disfigurement until he’d been one of the earliest clients of the NuYu parlour a year before.

After his accident he’d worked at his business without socialising due to his looks and eventually he’d shifted his whole business out of the middle east to Australia as a form of peaceful retirement. His Nu Yu treatment had restored him to the person he’d have been without the accident.

Once the preliminaries were out of the way Irving Horrocks got down to brass tacks.

Dr Asfar was prepared to pay the cost of her permanent makeover and the penalties that she’d accrued since if she would repay him with her services as a housekeeper. She’d have to live at his house. She’d get room and board, and her debt would be reduced by $7000 a year. During the day, she could keep working as a temp if Dr Asfar agreed and either use the money from temping to pay him off sooner, or buy her own clothes and entertainment with it, or she could invest it and save it for later.

Horrocks estimated that she could clear the debt in eleven years as a housekeeper, eight if she worked part-time as a clerk typist as well, five if she temped full-time and gave him most of her earnings, and perhaps as little as two if she also provided him with sex. Whichever option she chose, the Nu Yu Company would act as guarantor, and in light of her previous attempt to act the dead-beat, it was the company that would enforce the agreement. Moreover, the company would be the sole arbitrator in deciding whether she was keeping to the agreement and tracking her debt reduction.

Janine ducked and dodged about but in the end she agreed to be Dr Asfar’s housekeeper. The Doctor decided that he didn’t want her working as a temp. She could only work for him. This caught Janine out. It meant that she’d have no money of her own for at least eight years. She’d be thirty-six and starting over with nothing.

She didn’t consider sex. She’d tried it when she was a teenager and still remembered how gross and painful it had been. It didn’t occur to her that her then boyfriend was an inconsiderate moron. She hadn’t bothered since, even with her new attractiveness.

Chapter 4

You might be wondering by now if the whole gig was a trap to provide Dr Asfar with female company, i.e. that they knew from the first that Janine would be tempted to go for broke and entrap herself in their clutches, but the truth is that neither Horrocks or Dr Asfar discussed the matter in those terms.

Horrocks took a dim view of anyone who dodged their obligations and he had a high opinion of Dr Asfar. They’d met when he’d gotten his treatment and played chess periodically ever since. He knew that the doctor lived alone, didn’t like people tramping in and out of his house but wasn’t much interested in doing his own housework. He also held the belief that Dr Asfar was a good deal less cosmopolitan that he seemed and as such would be better able to keep a woman like Janine Thurgood in order. The Doctor wasn’t a devout Muslim but he’d grown up in a Muslim environment and his ideas of a woman’s place would follow from that.

The Doctor, for his part was less sure about the arrangement. To be sure he’d like to have the housework attended to but he didn’t want the outside world to press in on his sanctuary. His marriage had been arranged for him rather than from his own choice, tolerant rather than ardent. He’d never given himself over to sex as some people do despite his capacity for it. His wife’s reactions had seen to that. Nevertheless the idea of having an attractive young woman decorating his house held some appeal and as Irving had guaranteed that he wouldn’t lose by it, the money involved was inconsequential.

They did discuss the terms of reference and enforcement. Once Irving explained some of the possibilities however, Dr Asfar’s imagination was caught and he refined the terms of Janine’s employment remarkably.

These discussions took place between them over a chess game after Janine had welched on her contract and sent the police round but before Horrocks had visited her. Horrocks had been turning over ways and means of getting the company’s money (and his own commission) and had put the proposition to Dr Asfar as part of his social chitchat.

Chapter 5

Upon getting Janine’s agreement to housekeeping, Horrocks went into the back room for a moment and returned with a toolbox, then the three of them went to Janine’s rented room to collect her stuff and shift it to Dr Asfar’s. They had two cars. Dr Asfar drove his BMW and Horrocks drove his beat-up old Ford station wagon. Most of the stuff fitted into the station wagon, the rest into the BMW.

An hour later, it was all unpacked into a back room off the kitchen at Dr Asfar’s House. He had a big fifteen room, two-story red brick house on a comparatively small block. The house had been built in the late nineteen twenties and had ten-foot ceilings. The rooms were bare with few furnishings, Persian rugs, drapes, hardwood floors and a few tables and chairs. One room had three low couches and a big TV. Another was set up as an office with a computer and filing cabinets. The master bedroom with an en suite bathroom was the only fully furnished room in the house. Janine’s room had a Japanese style futon on the floor, two sets of cotton sheets and matching pillows and a feather-stuffed quilt. Dr Asfar found a rack that she could hang her clothes on and several boxes to store her other paraphernalia. The kitchen was modern with stainless steel countertops, a large oven, fridge and freezer. The pantry was large but empty. Dr Asfar rarely ate at his house in those days, unless! it was fruit, frozen or micro waved.

Dr Asfar decided that he’d have to get a dressing table for Janine’s room and equip her plentifully with dusters, cleaning products, an ironing board and other domestic necessities. He was musing about a uniform or overalls for her when Horrocks asked him if he was going to do his work from the house in future. On being told that no, he wasn’t, Horrocks recommended that he buy two or three loose chador and leave it at that.

Puzzled, Dr Asfar asked him why? And Horrocks told him how he proposed to enforce Janine’s agreement.

Janine heard his explanation. She was aghast.

In brief, Nu Yu Second Skin began its trial period with a number of possible “switches” set to defaults. Anyone who attempted to defraud the company would trigger the defaults and in doing so come to the attention of the company or find themselves in an unhappy situation. The settings could be used in other ways too. For instance, Janine’s Second Skin had been given a set of new defaults that among other things meant that she’d be uncomfortable wearing clothing except in his vicinity. If he went to work and left her at the house she’d be naked inside of half an hour. A chador by the front door would be the simplest option. If she had to answer the door she could slip it on and not begin to suffer until more than five minutes had passed.

Similarly, to be comfortable in clothing she’d either have to remain within about ten feet of him or touch his skin to hers to reset a short-time timer for half an hour of free time. The more constricting the clothing, the shorter the time that she’d have. A chador was loose enough to maximise her duration in it.

There was one other thing. Her debt was not time related, it was work related. Horrocks produced a stainless steel necklet from his toolbox, and locked it on her neck. This, he said, was the debit clock. While she wore it, it would record her exertions according to her location and the kind of exertion she was performing, be it office work, housework cooking or whatever. When her debt was paid the necklet would come off of its own accord after resetting the defaults in her Second Skin to zero. If she had the necklet removed her defaults would be frozen until it was replaced.

Horrocks told her she’d soon learn the system and gave her a little book of rules to follow. It was diabolical in her opinion.

Meanwhile, Horrocks went around the house with rubber gloves on and opened several of the electrical switch plates for a moment then did similar things with wall power outlets. Each of these openings now housed an induction-powered resonator. It would be a nuisance for Dr Asfar if he had to keep Janine within ten-feet all the time inside the house or touch her every half hour and it would interrupt the flow of work if she had to do it. The resonators expanded the distance. When Dr Asfar was anywhere inside the house Janine could wear clothing.

By that time Horrocks had decided that his friend ought to have a woman in his bed and the new Janine Thurgood seemed a likely prospect. Now you might think that enabling her to wear clothing when she was with the Doctor and ensuring that she spent most of her time nude when he was absent would be counter-productive. Horrocks on the other hand was thinking long term and he also knew exactly how he’d set Janine’s “switches”.

Chapter 6

It took some time for Dr Asfar and Janine to get used to each other and make their accommodations with Irving Horrocks system.

Janine found that if she went to her room after 10 o’clock, crawled naked into her bed and tried to sleep she’d be out like a light in less than five minutes. She’d stay that way eight hours unless she needed fluids, got too hot, needed to empty her bladder or was roused by fire, burglars or disaster (according to her little book of rules).

In the morning though, she had to get up from the horizontal unless she was running a temperature or injured or pregnant, even if Dr Asfar was in the house. So, she’d shower, dress and begin her day getting the Doctors breakfast and her own. Then she usually hung out the washing on the line. It was best done while the Doctor was at the house because otherwise she’d have to wait until he got back, do it in short bursts, or do it nude.

When the Doctor left she had half an hour in the chador before the burning, itching sensation began and a further quarter hour before it got unbearable and her skin started to become blotchy and unsightly. Once that stage was reached it took the same amount of time to return to normal.

She tried it just once. The Doctor left, and she hurried down to the local supermarket and ducked into the ladies toilet. Then she waited there for half an hour in one of the cubicles stark naked, she found that she was able to duck out of the toilets long enough to buy half a dozen items before the itching started and she had to return but getting back home was a trial. Half way back she had to duck into a park and stand hidden in the trees at the side for half an hour holding the chador out in front of herself as a shield. It could be done but it wasn’t an experiment that she was eager to repeat.

Twice a week, she went to the Doctors office. He spent most of the time on the phone or fax arranging for small cargoes of commodities to be shipped from place to place and only rarely into or out of Australia. Some of the filing was in Arabic and beyond her expertise but most of the business was conducted in English.

From time to time the Doctor had to leave the office and these times were interesting, because she had no way of being certain that he wouldn’t be delayed. She generally locked the door of his office when he took longer than the half hour and stripped off. She had time to shrug the chador back on when she heard the door being unlocked.

The other interesting time was when the Doctor returned in the days when she stayed at the house. If she was busy she didn’t always hear the car, or his key in the door or his footsteps. From time to time, she got caught out, both at the house and more rarely, at the office. Fortunately, the Doctor was alone when it happened.

At first, she didn’t realise that it was happening more often. She was getting more comfortable with the prospect of the doctor seeing her nude body. Unbeknown to her, Horrocks had set her Second Skin “switches” to initiate arousal each time the Doctor was in her presence when she was nude. It was very slight, below the threshold of her awareness, but it was there. Over a period of time, this produced a positive feedback effect. She began to get caught out more often and worry about it less.

At the same time, the sight of her nudity was effecting the Doctor, and when the Doctor was aroused a second line of action was in place. Janine’s “switches” were responsive to his.

It took time to build up of course, but six months after she’d moved into his house Janine was spending all her time nude even when the doctor was there. The only time she wore the chador was on the way to the office, in the office and when they went out to shop or eat at restaurants.

It wasn’t all sweetness and light. From time to time she got bitchy and difficult. Once, at about the three month stage, she threw a cup of coffee at him, but by then Horrocks had told him that while western women regard a punch or a slap as an assault, being put over a man’s knee and being spanked is often within their bounds, as long as its done in private and for cause. The flung coffee cup was cause enough.

She was still wearing the chador in those days, so he carried her bodily into the lounge, sat on a low couch, draped her over his knee and hooked the hem of the chador up past her waist. Then he slowly and deliberately whacked her backside with his open hand.

In between each stroke he said one word of a sentence condemning her temper, her attempt at violence and the mess she made of his clothes. By the time he concluded the punishment her initial fury had given away to tears and considerable arousal. Her breasts were vaguely heavy, mottled with a sexual flush, her nipples were erect, and her labia damp, red and swollen, while her vagina was both wet and open for business.

Doctor Asfar picked her up off his knees, sat her on the floor on her backside and went upstairs to his room to change his clothes. Then he came back downstairs finished his breakfast and left for his office.

Janine lay on a rug in the lounge overwhelmed by her sensations until well after the Doctor had left. It was the initial irritation of her time switch that brought her back to her self. She stripped off and weakly tottered off to have a shower, aware for perhaps the first time in her life of what sex involved.

That evening, when the Doctor arrived back at the house, he caught her naked waxing and polishing the hallway. She froze, blushed, and then covered herself with her hands and hurried into the kitchen for her chador.

He found that she was getting caught more often after that until the day that she decided to ignore him and get on with what she was doing. She stayed naked for an hour that time before shrugging herself back into her robe.

A month later, she was as open as any nudist, but only in his company.

Chapter 7

Her “switches” were slowly cumulative in nature. This was Horrocks genius. From her first inadvertently discovered nudity until just before her spanking, she’d been unaware of her body’s arousal, but the feedback from the Doctors arousal a week before had reached her conscious mind even as she scrambled into her clothing. It could have been frustration that triggered the temper when she threw the coffee cup at him.

The arousal level that she got from being spanked got her attention in a big way. It also ratcheted up her awareness of the times that she was aroused, although the thrill of being caught naked was not on the same order of magnitude as the spanking had been. She might have provoked him to spanking her again except that circumstances intervened.

His housekeeper was arousing the Doctor more and more often, particularly since she had taken to parading around naked. She was getting a charge out of it and by feedback had leaned to waggle her hips slightly as she walked which compounded his response.

After about seven and a half months Janine discovered what sex was.

She had been highly aroused. He had seen her absentmindedly stroking and pulling one of her nipples. His overwhelming erection was immediate and his reaction and proximity triggered a new set of switches in Janine’s Second Skin. Her knees collapsed, her back arched and her hands and forehead sank to the floor leaving her backside jutting skyward. Her knees parted further, her ankles splayed further out and her back arched even further pushing the open, swollen lips of her cunt into reddened prominence. She was oblivious to her surroundings.

The Doctors response to this was instinctive.

He threw open his robe, sank to his knees behind her and introduced the head of his cock to her lubricated cunt. She sank onto it, and it filled her.

Janine orgasmed there and then, screaming incoherently with her release.

Dr Asfar was more controlled. He held onto her hips as she spasmed around his cock. Then he slowly withdrew a little. Just an inch or so, before pushing back in. She was tight but flexible, and he felt her internal muscles ripple along his cock, trying to milk it.

He held her hips and pulled back until he was entirely out, then rested the head of his cock between the lips of her cunt and pushed very slowly back in until he filled her again

She sighed as he withdrew and moaned with pleasure as he re-entered.

It had been a long time between women for him. He hadn’t had sex since his wife had gotten pregnant and then died. It hadn’t been anything like he was doing with Janine, and he wondered how he’d learned it, Even as he continued to stroke in and out of her cunt like a slow piston. In actual fact it was one of the undocumented features of their Second Skins that without specific user input the Second Skins shared data and had heuristic programs that maximised user sensations.

Doctor Asfar achieved a dreamlike existence in which his body rocked forward and back in concert with Janine’s and his hands stroked around her body, diddled her clitoris and smoothed up to her breasts in a steady rhythm.

Janine’s climaxes were periodic. She was having one every two and a half minutes. She’d screamed in pleasure and subsided into babbling and moaning in her pleasure before the Doctor reached his peak. He felt curiously distanced from it, as though it was happening to someone else. Janine fainted from the feedback.

A spent force in every sense of the word, Doctor Asfar remained buried in Janine’s body until his erection detumesced. Then he withdrew, collected his strength and his faculties and carried Janine into his bedroom and laid her on top of the covers.

He showered and despite feeling wiped out in the most lethargic way wet a washcloth with warm water and gave Janine a quick rubdown. The sexual flush on her skin was still visible and only just beginning to fade.

He popped her into his bed, climbed in with her and went to sleep.

Chapter 8

Doctor Asfar woke before Janine and surveyed his position. He wasn’t at all sure that Janine would feel as pleased with her situation as he was, and he took the time to think about what he could do to change her feelings. He expected that she’d be embarrassed in the extreme at finding herself in his bed after such an episode of rampant sex.

Slowly removing the covers he raised himself on one elbow and looked at her body. He’d seen her walking around his house nude but this was the first time he’d been in a position to examine her at close range and at his convenience. Her Second Skin was a work of art and of course by then completely integrated into her body. He took hold of a breast in his free hand and palmed the nipple, then drew his fingers in as he took his hand away, touching her with the tips until he brought them together around the nipple. He slowly teased it and it became slowly erect. Then he did the same to the other one.

Janine rolled slightly further over onto her back and he slipped his free hand smoothly down to her belly to riffle through her silky pubic hair, the he proceeded further down and began to slowly stroke her labia.

She opened her legs a little in her sleep. She was rousing now and coming to wakefulness but she still hadn’t made the transition and his fingers were doing marvellous things to her cunt.

Then she opened her eyes, still half asleep and almost wholly responding to his fingers moving over her sex and dipping into her cunt then gently plucking at her clit. She moaned and woke to an orgasm.

He rolled her on her side and positioned his now erect prick at the mouth of her cunt and pressed just a little. Janine acted by reflex and put the knee of her upper leg over his hip and her foot behind him and with several thrusts of her own swallowed his cock with her cunt until she could press her clit against his pubic bone. Then she stiffened her straight leg pointed her toes and humped against him until she climaxed again and again.

Her breasts were spread against his chest; her arms around him and her head tucked into his shoulder as she shuddered to her fourth and final climax, and took him to his first.

Perhaps half an hour later they finally got up and showered. He dressed and went down to breakfast. They made do with cereal and fruit, and then he kissed her on the lips and went off to work.

Janine mooned around for most of the morning and nearly went out to collect the mail without putting any clothes on. The wind outside was cool and woke her up to her abstraction when she opened the door without thinking. She closed it pretty quick at that point, then put the chador on and went out to check the mailbox, looking around to see if anyone was looking at the font door of the house. With some relief she noted that the street was empty and it was unlikely that her lapse had been public.

Pulling herself together, she got on with the work of the day, washing, ironing, cleaning and polishing, as she waited for the Doctor to get back.

When he arrived, he dropped his briefcase inside the door, made a beeline for her, slung her over his shoulder and carted her off to his bedroom where he ravished her for over an hour.

The evening meal was late that day.

It was late fairly often after that.

Chapter 9

The sex was tremendous, business was profitable and the two of them ate out more often than previously. Janine got a clothing allowance and arranged the entertainment for the Doctors increasing social life. (It pretty much cancelled out as far as her indebtedness went.) She still called him Doctor, or Doctor Asfar, never Amad, and he called her Janine or Miss Thurgood (although it sounded like Yeneen when he said it).

The Doctors bi-weekly chess games with Irving Horrocks dwindled to once a month with the increased socialising that he was doing but Janine and the Doctor still saw Horrocks as often, because they went out to restaurants with him once a month instead, although Janine was surprised to find that Irving Horrocks was accompanied by two young women named Arabella and Chiara who seemed as devoted to his interests as she was to Doctor Asfar’s.

With some minor help from Horrocks, Janine took up belly-dancing to tone her muscles and improve her already remarkable sex-life, and she also learned to set some of her discretionary “switches” by biofeedback. Doctor Asfar was excessively pleasured by the muscle control of her belly dancing and charmed by her dedication and willingness to learn new skills. Several months later, she surprised him again with her ability to conquer her gag-reflex and deep-throat his cock when she sucked him off for the first time.

After nearly two and a half years she completed the trifecta by taking in her anus, then compounding that by getting pregnant.

She was four and a half months gone and starting to show when the stainless steel necklet let go and fell off during sex. She was on her hands and knees doggy fashion taking the Doctor in her cunt for the second time that day when the necklet reached its countdown zero. It set the coercive “switches” to zero leaving only the undocumented features still running. Janine was free to go anywhere she wanted, anytime she chose.

Janine didn’t care. She had another set of “switches” solidly in place in her mind by then so she threw the necklet away and kept right on fucking Doctor Asfar.