The programming had been going well, a year ago she’d been a little pudgy and a dedicated ‘naturalist’, refusing to wear makeup or even shave her underarms.
But he’d seen such promise in that face and had put up with her for the first few months until the programming had taken hold.
Now she visited the salon every couple of weeks to touch up the roots on her dyed blond hair, shaved every morning before she applied her makeup and then went to the gym to work out.
The breast implants had been the real turning point though, after he had suggested them she’d hesitated and said she need to think about it. A week later she’d booked the appointment herself.
After that she had hesitate at any request he had made and now she was learning all kinds of new things about how she should be acting in bed to make sure she pleased her owner.
