“Ugh… what… what’s going on Don?” Silvia asked as her held her hand up to her head and let it push it over to the side a little.
She narrowed her eyes and tried to focus, but it was hard, a pounding headache was trying to jackhammer it’s way through her skull.
“Where… where are we? Why am I dressed like this?” she managed to get out before noticing the giant smile on Don’t face.
“Oh, it’s all good news Silvia, good news!” he said with enthusiasm.
She tried to focus, tried to understand what was happening, but everything just seemed a little… fuzzy.
Closing her eyes for a moment, she tried to think of the last clear thing she could remember. She and Don had been on vacation in Europe… he’d taken her to some kind of spa and she’d spent a day or two being pampered… then… fuzziness once more.
She opened her eyes and managed to focus in on the building in just a few hundred feet behind Don… it was her summer cottage on the coast. Deep in the woods away from prying eyes, it served as a sanctuary for her, somewhere no one else could intrude.
That was important, as being as rich as she was, there were always people wanting to intrude on her privacy.
“Has it come back to you yet?” Don asked a little more eagerly than she thought might be appropriate.
“Come back? What?” she asked before a sudden blast of memories flashed before her eyes.
“OH!” she cried out as she tried to make sense of them.
What was she doing behind a podium?
Why was the press there?
What was she saying about retiring from her families company?
Why was she talking about promoting Don to the CEO position?
Don wasn’t CEO material… she’d married him for his family name even if they were broke.
She managed to blink several times and refocus on Don, “You… you bastard… what have you done?”
“Just gotten what I deserved… everything.” he said in an offhanded manner.
Another blast of memories hit her from the last few weeks. Her strutting around the cottage dressed up like a latex doll. Sucking and fucking Don on his command, obeying his every order without hesitation.
“So…” he said, catching her attention again, “…you might be wondering why I’ve let the old you resurface again.”
She glared at him, thinking she should be walking away, but finding her feet uncooperative.
“That’s the best news! The last of the paperwork went through this morning, all of your worldly possessions now belong to me and I just wanted to see the look on your face when I told you.” he said.
“You… you bastard…” she spat out but more of the memories were returning.
Memories of her signing papers, attesting she was of sound mind, of agreeing to a quick divorce.
“Well, you really shouldn’t have cheated on me. I mean, I know I’m not the smartest tool in the box, and you married me for my families reputation, but I have some pride none the less. You see, the thing with having a good family name, is that you have lots of connections… including to the spa we visited.”
“You won’t… get away with this!” she shouted.
“Oh, but I already have.” he replied and then snapped his fingers.
Suddenly she went board stiff, her hands fell down to her sides, and a wave of pleasure coursed through her.
“You see, the spa reprogrammed that silly little head of yours to be exactly what I wanted it to be. Docile, obedient, and owned.
She let out a little whimper as his words hit like hammer blows on her head.
Then something popped.
A smile crossed her lips and everything was alright again.
“That’s better. Now turn around and bend over.” he said.
She turned around, found the cot waiting for her, so she bent over and steadied herself with it.
Moments later her owner’s cock was deep inside of her ass, her voice was crying out in pure bliss.
When her owner came inside of her, she orgasmed right afterward.
