The Suit

[BLACK BART]

Doctor's Orders

Amanda was anxious to be moving once it sunk in she was a changed woman. You could change the face, the body, but you couldn't change the woman inside...at least not entirely.

"Your assistants name is simply "Kit", perhaps one day she'll share with you the meaning of it and the story behind herself, but for now rest assured she is here to serve your every whim and fantasy."

The statement brought a look of surprise to Amanda's face and she broke off her scrutiny of her assistant to look at Erin and blink.

"She will serve you faithfully for in doing so she serves me." He continued. "Make no mistake her loyalty lies with myself first and then where I assign it."

Shuffling a reef of papers I pulled two separate binders and offered them.

“Letters of introductions, lines of credit, birth certificates and an impressive list of academic diplomas, even titles to land and homes that exist as well as the Jag that waits in our garage for you. It’s enough to impress even the richest of your older friends and quite a few of the younger crowd as well, depending on where you want to spend your time.”

The second folder flipped open and Erin continued in a monotone, his eyes carefully watching his assistant’s eyes.

“This was the tricky part. Power of Attorney from “THE” Amanda Stroud transferring to her attorneys, then a second transfer giving the bereaved niece complete control over the estate and her empire.”

“Bereaved as in I’m deceased?” Amanda interjected and Erin smiled in return.

“Not you, the first Amanda, think about it…rather than continually lie and explain where the first Amanda has gone to we’ve put together a convincing story of a sudden illness and a dramatic death complete with a Doctor’s certificate of Death.”

“And that Doctor would be?”

“Myself” Erin confirmed and smiled as the still nude Amanda nodded “And as your Doctor I insist you find some clothes before you catch a draft?”

Kit approached and took the files quietly, her eyes intent on Erin’s as he nodded to the tiny note laid casually on the desktop.

Midnight, the lab

“I’ll be seeing you ladies from time to time I trust? Kit will be made aware of the appointments you need to keep…Enjoy your new life MISS Amanda”

 

[Sweetp4u]

Amanda

She stood from her chair, rising up in her proud manner, nude or not and smiled to the Doctor. "I am sure we will see each other often, Doctor Hoeven." She stooped and retrieved the robe, pulling it on to cover herself back up.

She turned towards Kit and smiled, "I am sure we will get along famously, once acquainted. The folders please." Amanda did not wait for Kit's response, merely took the folders carefully from the assistant and smiled. "I have some things to look over but will soon be readied to leave. Please call and make arrangements for a Penthouse suite. The new 'niece' will need to be seen around town, settling things before moving into the manor." She turned to the doctor, glanced once more at Kit and headed through the connecting door.

In the bathroom she found a dress to wear and some plain cotton underwear. Dressing, she pushed open the first folder and read through everything.

"Cause of death.." She couldn't pronounce it right but she knew it was the same STD she had before the good doctor's treatment. "How embarrassing!" She hissed out a breath. She swallowed past her pride and read on. Everything was here, she knew she would sign these papers to make sure they were legal. Well, legal enough to pass any prying eyes or investigations.

Reaching into her own purse, she pulled out a pen and signed the Last Will and Testament papers as well as the power of attorney. She would have to remember so much, so many things had changed.. And she was right for in the second folder was all the identification. Social security card, visa, MasterCard’s, library card. A drivers license, picture included. "Amazing. Simply amazing!" She scanned all the papers, brushed out her hair and closed the folders.

"All is set Amanda ol gal.." She checked the mirror and laughed softly. Life would never be the same again..

She gathered up her purse, well the late Mrs. Stroud-Haven's purse and folders. Carrying them back into the room, she noticed the doctor and Kit were no where to be seen, but on the table beside her bed was a new Urn and a small suit case.

She cringed a little as she peeked into the Urn. There were actual ashes inside?! Good lord, she hoped it was not human.. Quickly stuffing the lid back on, she would have to seal this bottle and pretend it was her dearly departed Auntie Mandy.. Hell it even had a little brass plate on it with her name and date of death.
"Two days ago.." Had she really been here that long?

Shaking her head, she tossed a few things into the suitcase. All of her own items she had carried with her here and the folders. She had to shop, buy a wardrobe fit for a woman of her status and then back to the Manor..

"Henry is going to get a kick out of this..." She paled, she couldn't tell her long time driver the truth. She couldn't tell anyone.. For the first time she actually felt like a new person. A stranger here, and yet she wasn't.

Business came first, then pleasure of this new body. She had to see that the transition to new ownership over Stroud's was completed as well as all legal documents. She did have life insurance policies and she would have to see to filing the death records and confirmation. She was sure that by now someone had reported her missing.. It would work, with her determination, all would be well.

Now as to the assistant given her. She sighed and eyed the room, Erin had thought of everything, but she did not like someone under her employ being loyal to anyone else but herself. This would take getting used to, or she would simply dismiss Kit.. If that proved to be the last course of action. She was being paranoid again, but she couldn't help old habits.

She grabbed her keys from the purse inside the suitcase and studied them, all here. She had entry to where she needed to go and papers to make it legal.. "Watch out world..." She muttered under her breath before pushing the keys back inside and locking the suitcase up. A knock sounded at the door and in peeked a head, "Car's ready." and gone just as quickly.

Picking up the suitcase and Urn, she moved out of the bedroom and into the main lab. People who had been busy or present the night she came here were now elsewhere, she could see a few mulling about, but not nearly as many as previously. Their job was done..

"Well Dr. Hoeven, I am ready to depart now. I will keep in touch.." She didn't know really what to say, she was grateful but not an emotional woman neither. Best to part with cordial words, they would be working together for who knew how long.
"Kit ready to accompany me?" She trusted that the reservations had been made with little trouble, she did not ask to be sure. Competent assistants knew how to get things done, and Kit looked the part.

 

[Lady_Kit]

Kit

She stood trembling outside the door to the Doctors private lab. In spite of her attempts at control, this moment always left her shaking, not knowing what she'd find on the other side of the door. That the fear was part of the thrill, as she would freely acknowledge. Kit savored the moment, enjoying it fully, as the Doctor had taught her. It was nearly as sweet as the moments of mixed pleasure and pain.

Kit straightened, her upright posture pushing her lace clad breasts against the white silk of her blouse. She had checked her appearance and it was perfect, right down to the seams in her black stockings. One hand smoothed her short black skirt while the other knocked firmly on the door.

 

[BLACK BART]

silent farewells and new beginnings

Erin moved only after the door closed and the sound of footsteps receded, then stood and walked to the single window in the room and watched the bright red jaguar fly past on the white gravel road.

"I'll see you sooner than you expect" He spoke slowly and watched as the Jag fish tailed around the last corner and then caught itself before roaring down the wooded lane and out of sight. "Too bad, it was sure to be interesting with a ladies like Amanda and Kit inside the compound, but there time soon enough for me to join them"

Moving back to the terminal on his desk Erin began typing, triggering a sequence of commands and his own personal assistant.

"How may I serve you sir?" The sultry voice came to his ears from behind and he smiled without turning.

"Verify all personel are gone from the compound and initiate security procedures."

"All that remains inside the compound are yourself and I, security procedures have been initiated...sir"

Was it his imagination or was the final word breathed just a tad bit later...and huskier?

"Increase Amanda's hormone production to 100 percent and start pheromone release. Begin sentinel audio and visual transmission and direct it to these monitors only. Enhance clarity until I can hear them whisper to each other and see the hairs on their eyelids."

"Understood and complied with as you wish.....sir"

It wasn't Erin's imagination this time the final word was dragged out deliberately and spoken in a decidely husky manner.

"Estimate the time passing before hormone and pheromone levels overcome normal reasoning powers of the two ladies"

"One hour and twenty two minutes. "

"one hour and twenty two minutes...what?" The doctor prompted gently

" SIR ?"

Erin sighed and watched the beginning pictures flicker on the screen then become clear, it was a female hand and that hand was halfway under the other females skirt...

"Is there anything else I can do for you, sir?"

The voice was so close and honey dipped Erin swore he could feel the heat of it's breath...

"Remove your clothes and get on your knees"

It is physically impossible for this program to undress or initiate physical movement, sir"

"Then place yourself in hibernate mode until I call for you again" Erin sighed and turned his full attention to the monitors in front of him. It was going to be long next few hours but very interesting he hoped...

 

[Sweetp4u]

Amanda

She pulled on her sunglasses to ward off the morning sunshine and handed her bags to the waiting attendant/whatever who worked for the Doctor.

"In the trunk with these." She walked to the passenger side of the red sports car and smiled, "nice." She had so much on her mind of things to do, but first she had to accomplish shopping. That would not be too hard. All Stroud's were born to shop.

"You will drive." She spoke to Kit in a no nonsense manner and seated herself into the car. It was smaller than her limo, but it would suffice for now. Besides, her lisence was merely for showing identification, not actual driving.

She stared at her nails, noting how perfect they were. Still, it would not hurt to visit the Salon and make herself presentable. New waxing, trim her brows.. her nails needed painted.. She had to remember not to do exactly as she did before. This would take some getting used to indeed.

She smiled as Kit seated herself behind the wheel and tore off like a bat out of hell. Bracing herself a little in the seat, she hadn't expected Kit to drive so recklessly.. She almost chastised but remembered they had to adjust to each other still..

 

[Lady_Kit]

Kit

OOC: Sorry to have been a slow poster.

The car leapt forward as if it too longed to be outside the grounds of the compound. Kit maintained control, though things were a bit squirrelly around the final corner. Just before they burst into the woods she gave one final glance at the mansion.

He would be watching from the window until they disappeared between the trees, after that, he would use other means. Not that it mattered, her she would do as she’d been told whether he could see her or not. He’d know if she didn’t follow instructions. He always knew.

Again in the bright sunshine, Kit smiled and let loose the breath she’d unconsciously been holding. They were free, or at least only loosely tethered. Her pleasure made her voice warm and husky as she spoke.

I’ve taken the liberty of making an appointment for you with a new stylist. We’ll be stopping there first, and I’ve arranged for a small trunk show while you’re at the salon. You won’t have a vast selection to start, but we can address that soon enough. We’re due to arrive at your aunts residence at 6pm. Is there anything else you require?

 

[BLACK BART]

Dr. Hoeven hovered over the monitors verifying each system....

"Audio" CHECK"You will drive."

"Visual" CHECK The clear and precise image of Kit as she slid behind the wheel, her long legs touching the pedals before she punched the accelerator pedal...

"Physical, emotional & subliminal semsors and inputs" CHECK Amanda's hormone levels were rising but not yet to a level she couldn't ignore.

"Performance status of the sentinals?" 100 PERCENT

Erin smiled and replayed the vision of Kit as she pushed the car to the max, her eyes flashing with pleasure as they bolted out and away from the Institute.

With each hour it would be more and more difficult for Amanda to ignore her inner demons and with a tasty morsel like Kit near her????

It would be interesting if she made it to midnight or gave in before hand...either way Erin would have a "birds eye veiw"...

 

[Sweetp4u]

Amanda

Kit was efficient at least, but still this was a very delicate situation. Everything was in order, she just hoped she did not miss anything?

"A new salon? I sure hope that they know what they are doing. I do not like incompetence.." She should be grateful and say thank you but why should she? Kit was an assistant, not a friend. She had to keep telling herself various things. She was trying hard to shed the mentality of an older woman.. Her real age.

She appeared so much younger, and in truth was passing for a new person entirely.. She had to let go of some things. Didn't she? She had no real reason to be so formal with Kit..

She glanced down at her list of places to go and purchase a new wardrobe from.. All catering to older women.. She sighed heavily, scratching her temple in silent contemplation.

Where to go? What to buy?

They arrived at the new salon, and as usual Amanda waited for someone to come and open the door for her.. but Henry wasn't there. Grumbling, she pushed open her own door and stepped out into the hustle and bustle of early morning weekdays.

Eyeing Kit's head across from her, she nodded her head as if deciding something. "You need one as well. Come on then, let's get this over with.." She didn't sound too pleased, but ideas were forming.. She always wanted to visit Victoria's Secret.

There was nothing like sexy, silky and skimpy underwear to make a woman feel much better.

 

[BLACK BART]

Dr. Hoeven watched patiently as the two ladies moved from shop to shop and eyed the time as the packages accumulated. It wasn't the time they spent, or the money, it wasn't even how much they enjoyed the erotic and minute packages they left with. It was Kit...She had missed checking in and as she eyed the clocks in the different shops and then looked to her charge the Doctor knew it had been done deliberately.

"Increase Amanda's metabolism and implant a sense of great hunger in her concious awareness"

The Doctor moved, to a closet and pulling a set of street clothes from it, then out of the room as he changed...it would be easy to track them and if he timed it right he would be waiting for the pair as Amanda gave into her hunger.

He raced from the compound, one eye on the road and the second on the tiny pair of dots that moved slowly on the monitor on his wrist....contemplating what had made his faithful assistant turn so quickly away from him...knowing she was well too aware of what she had to lose and how easy it was for him to take it...

The thoughts made his brow wrinkle and his mood darken as he pulled into an alley and stepped into the kitchen that was alive with motion and mouth watering smells...

He waited, knowing at some point the two would seperate and he'd have his chance...and it was with regret as she approached that the Doctor moved to her and pushed her into the quiet of an unused storeroom.

Kit went quietly after the first initial struggle, his arm wrapped around her waist as if he were a protective lover as they moved through the kitchen and to the trunk of his car...

It would take time, a minor setback and in the end he'd improve his assistant and use her again...

Or so he told he told himself as he drove...................

 

[Sweetp4u]

Amanda

"I am feeling a bit peaked.." She mumbled softly, her stomach was growling rather loudly.. Not to mention embarrassing her. They gathered their bags and left the mall, heading to a small Itallian place.

Seated, Kit placed her briefcase on the table and began pulling out folders for Amanda to view. As she scanned her new Id's and certificates, they ordered between shuffling the mess and trying to clean it up.

"Excuse me, I'll be back." Kit rose and made a bee line for the ladies room. Amanda smiled and let her go, not really concerned where Kit went really. She had much more important things on her mind, but when Kit didn't return in a few minutes, she began to look around the dimly lit room for her.

"What did she do? fall in?"

Her eyes landed on Kit's little organizer and the car keys. Glancing over her shoulder, she didn't see signs of Kit yet, so she grabbed the book and opened it up under 'today's tab.

"Wow.. Miss organized.." She thumbed through the pages, noting all the appointments set for Amanda were highlighted. Their numbers to reach the good Doc and the hotel information. Folding it back up, she finished her dinner and waiting for Kit.

After thirty minutes and two drinks, she finally packed up their table (in case of thievery) and went looking for the manager.

"But surely someone seen her?" She was getting frustrated with the manager who so far was no help what so ever!
"No Ma'am. I did not see where she went, perhaps you should go home and wait for her?" He seemed equally annoyed with Amanda.

"Fine, alright. If she returns here, tell her I am at my suite." She glared at the man, searched the bathroom once more and then paid for her dinner with one of the cards Erin had provided.

Driving to the Hotel, her mood did not improve. She hadn't wanted an assistant loyal only to Erin, but now she was worried because that same assistant had vanished for no apparent reason. It was more than a little strange, but maybe it wasn't? She was a little paranoid since this whole new identity change came about.

"Simply over reacting old gal.." She gathered her things from the car, handed the valet her keys. "Bring all the packages from the trunk up to my room please." She signed for her rooms and set off to the top floor.

Tomorrow she would meet with the legal team from hell and convince them of whom she was.. Then off to her own home.. Well her new home, since she was technically dead.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Amanda

She had never felt so insulted in her entire life!

It was now 1 p.m., exactly four hours since she got up and left for the meeting with her pricey legal team. It wasn't that they harassed her, in fact no one questioned a damned thing.

They didn't want to examine the remains, they didn't want more documentation than she already presented, and they all were happy to be doing business with the new Stroud's girl...

She was given a limo to see her to her new residence, since Erin had all that paper work in order as well, without a single question to her identity.

Not a single word of condolences, nothing.

"Fucking idiots." muttering, as she looked around the guest bedroom she only decorated last year.

Ignoring her bags, she searched through Kat's things until she found a cell phone. Hunting through numbers, she dialed Erin's office and asked to speak with him.

First off, Kat was missing.. Secondly she has been having the most odd dreams she's ever had in her life time. It wasn't a normal thing to her, considering she'd never even seen some of these 'visions' in porn. She didn't own porn!

Her manicured nails tapped out an irritated beat as she waited on hold for Erin to pick up...

 

[BLACK BART]

Erin

"Hello Amanda...


Yes Kit returned to the institute, she's gravely ill and thought it best, she sends her deepest apologies but due to her illness won't be able to perform her duties for you. I'll arrange another attendant for you but it will take several weeks before I can find and train one?

I see, you have every right to doubt the quality of personnel and choose your own, after all you're quite capable of running a large company...one employee won't be difficult to hire. Kit's uniqueness was her medical background that would allow us to monitor you. Are you having any reactions that don't seem normal? No matter how small or insignificant they might seem?

I see...Your homone system may be out of balance due to your bodies reproductive system being restored...I thought you were made aware of the fact you were no longer in menopause?

You were....Good.

How did the meetings with the attornies go? Quite well?

Excellent! Then you have complete control once again and no one is the wiser? Good. Difficult as it might seem I reccomend you don't keep your old staff if you're going to reside at your mansion.

It is your life yes... But experience has made us the wiser here and I offer the advice in good faith to aid you in your new life, not to order you about. Of course. I accept your apology as you should mine for Kit's failure.

Yes, My appointment schedule is always open for you. I'll be expecting you regardless of the time you choose to come see me and we'll give you a thorough physical.

We'll see you then, Amanda. GoodBye..."

Erin smiled and turned to the monitors, his fingers flying over the keys as he pushed the chemical levels in Amanda's body to the maximum. Her subconcious had responded well, the dreams of her body being used and abused and the pheromones combining to produce a need so great she couldn't long deny it...

And he had seen to it there was only one person that could satisfy her by combining his own pheromone strand to hers...she might try other candidates but each would leave her dissatisfied and feeling incomplete...

It was all a matter of time before Amanda returned to the institute... A short matter of time.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Amanda

A week passed since she spoke with the Doctor about her condition. And in that week, many things changed. So many things, she felt she was losing her mind.

She hired an entire new staff, hating the look of upset and anger in her ex-servant's faces as she dismissed them. She would have to train all new people... All over again! This was one thing, among many, that just made her day to day life hell.

She had reoccurring dreams, always vague, always forgotten when she woke up, but it nagged at her. She had urges sometimes so intensely she ran off to shower for no other reason than to get herself off. And even then, with masturbating almost constantly to try and ebb the torment. Still nothing seemed to calm her inner storm.

Business was going as usual, but now with a new owner, the executives seemed to think they could boss her around. Many battles in the past week, and many phone calls.

She would have been able to handle it, Should have been able. But with this nagging need for something, she couldn't focus on anything. She even went so far as to have sex in a lounge chair with a gardener of all people! Still, it only left her wanting more.

She locked herself in her room for hours at a time. Torn between anger and tears of frustration. What was she going to do? She called Erin but was told he was out. And for three more days, she got the same message.

What happened to him being there when she needed him!? After the third night began to fall, she knew she had to go back to the Lab. She had been thinking this as she paced all morning. Thinking perhaps she needed something... something she couldn't explain exactly, but she needed something to balance herself before she fell apart.

"I'm going out. Lock up." She barked the orders at her new 'butler' and ran out the door. She took a small car, knowing she didn't want anyone to know where she was going. How could she explain Erin or the business she was visiting? She couldn't.

She drove, moderately normal. Rarely speeding, abiding the lights, wondering still what would she say to Erin?

"Hey doc, I can't get off enough to sleep. Yeah..." She chuckled aloud but felt the sadness seep into her, draining her. It was the truth. Even as stupid as it sounded to her own ears.

She swung her car towards the call box and closed garage door, but before she could come to a stop and press the button, the door lifted..

They were expecting her?

It seemed a little odd, but maybe cameras told them who it was. She brushed it off and drove into the underground parking. She had to talk to Erin. These maddening distractions were going to make it near impossible to work, to run her life. To do anything other than masturbate all damned day long!

She stepped out onto a quiet floor, spotted a woman and marched her way towards her.
"I need to see Erin. Tonight." Her tone was rude, but desperation seemed to cling to her like a perfume.. Obviously the woman knew how badly Amanda needed to see him because she didn't argue or give her the excuse he was 'out'.
"This way."

She paid no attention to anyone in the building, the few that remained for a later shift. She didn't care for the antiques in the rooms, halls, nor anything else she passed. She walked with purpose, to solve this riddle.

She was shown into Erin's office and shut inside. But instead of sitting, she began to pace. She was just too edgy and in need (yet again!) to sit down.

 

[BLACK BART]

Erin

Erin watched the woman stride from one side of the monitored room to the other, each turn showing the growing agitation within her as her eyes and face mirrored it.

He smiled. No need to verify on the other monitors what he already could see. But he did anyway, if for no other reason to have the exact numbers and levels lodged in his mind for further reference...and for further...experiments.

*Distance yourself from your experiments* He reminded himself and then chided himself in the same thought. *Then why are you doing this?*

Walking into the room he moved to a small table set into the corner and lifted the iced water decanter sitting atop it.

"Would you care for some Amanda? It seems we have much to discuss and both need clear heads while we do it?"

"No thank you Doctor, I'd rather just get right down to business if you don't mind."

Erin noted the formal use of his title and smiled as he poured a tall glass of cool water before moving to the bare desk set in the center of the room.

"Then sit and we can begin...or do you intend to pace all night long?"

Amanda strode to the matching chair that Erin relaxed in and lowered herself into it with a graceful that he envied and admired, her muscles moving underneath the perfect skin making it ripple with an almost feline message...

"How does it feel to be young again Amanda, is it all you had hoped it might be?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Amanda

"It's.." How could she word it? How could she explain what was happening to her and have it make some sense? She wasn't the scientific sort, her mind was more with numbers and ledgers.
"It's interesting." She felt agitated still, the need to pace off this excessive energy that was humming through her system, begging to be vented.

"Look Doctor, I will be frank with you since there is no way to put this delicately.." She fumbled again, it would embarass her if it weren't for how annoyed she had become over this whole ordeal.

"I can't seem to kill some urges my body gets. And not for lack of trying, believe me! I have tried numerous times to find vents for all this .. energy, but nothing is working. I find myself.." Her hand rolled in midair, trying to find all the right terms to use.
"Distracted!" She gave a weak grin, that was one of many things eating at her.
"Easily distracted. I can't think because I can't sleep! And I can't sleep because ..... wet dreams keep waking me up." She whispered in the end of her confession.

"But I can never remember these dreams, only thing that lingers is that fucking edgy.. aggitation." She fell silent, watching him, hoping for some cure.. Definitely trying not to look at him as a man available to quench this need..

 

[BLACK BART]

Erin couldn't resist. He perched his elbows on the table and placed his chin on the peak of his hands as he leaned forward and literally watched the babe in front of him literally squirm in her chair, her hands gripping the arm rests as she tried to control her urges...

"So you're horny. Hire a gigalo and use him for the evening, then tip him a hefty sum and no one will ever be the wiser."

He tossed out and smiled as her eyes narrowed.

"Order a king size vibrator and use it?" He continued and nearly choked as he fought the laughter that was boiling inside him.

Her lips clenched and flattened and yet he wouldn't...couldn't stop...

"Go to a bar and invite half a dozen boys home for an all night orgy?"

"Isn't there a pill or a shot that you can give me until the urges subside?"

She was almost in pain. Erin knew that. Almost to the point of losing control of herself and yet she fought it..for over a day longer than he had predicted she would be able to make it.

"No...no pill or shot. What you are going through is unfortunate but quite normal for a woman who has returned from menopause and been thrown into a body that is full of hormones..."

Her face fell and then calmed, her eyes steady despite the torment her body was putting her through as she spoke calmly and in a steady voice.

"So what can be done?"

"There is no medical solution known to any Doctor or man alive...no magic potion that can be given" Erin lied with a straight face and stood, then moved around the desk to place his hands on her trembling shoulders.

"Maybe if you told me in detail of the dreams you're having I can devise a subliminal input that will help nullify your....urges?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Amanda

She quirked a shapely brow at him, her leg still bouncing in agitation, a very clear sign this was far from over.
"Dont you think... That if these were my urges, that they would have been taken care of by now?" She shifted in her seat, her fingers brushing her blouse. She wore a white blouse, not revealing, prim really, but even with the V-neck style shirt she was feeling too hot.
Her fingers plucked at the hem of the shirt and collar, trying to get cooler, less irritable. She switched legs, folding the left now under the right, shifting her bottom slightly to the side of the chair, and very aware she was slouching slightly.

Undignified really, but she was too fucking hot to care!

"And to make matters worse, I can't remember these dreams. Only vague pieces.. very vague.. And whats even more terrifying is I wake up excited, but I can piece some of it together and the images frighten the hell out of me!" She shifted again, her finger toying with the top button of her shirt. It wasn't an act of seduction, although Erin was a male.. Was very good looking in her mind and they were very much alone..

A little smile curved her full bottom lip, she had to give herself a little 'mental shake' to turn her thoughts away from that.
"Can you do something to stop these.. dreams? I mean something serene to listen to perhaps? Something calming.." She had a glazed look on her face, her inner-eye turning back towards the dreams.
"Something without bindings.." She whispered, seeing it in her head, her hands tied behind her back.. sick really when she thought of it, but it also turned her on.
"Am I losing my mind? Maybe this.. change.. It is too much for me?" She leaned towards him then, her eyes on his face. He was her savior really, only one to know who she really was, the only one with a degree and brain to fix this .. She had complete faith in him now, almost a desperate need of him and his mind. She relied too heavily on him, but it didn't disturb her as it should have.

 

[BLACK BART]

the doctors treatment

“Pachelbel’s Canon in D and lights at 1/3 illumination.”

Erin moved out of his chair and behind his guests where she restlessly sat.

“Better?”

His hands moved to her shoulders and began a slow, easy massage and he smiled as the woman tensed and then relaxed under his ministrations.

“In order to defeat your fears you must first identify and face them.” He coaxed and slid his hands under the thin barrier of the white blouse.

“You need to put a name to them, describe them and then be honest with yourself if it’s fear of the act or fear of the feelings the act brings to your mind.”

He gave the words time to sink in and for his patient to mull them over, continuing the gentle massage, letting his fingers enjoy the sensation of flawless skin and vibrant muscles, then gently urged again…

“You were in your past life a powerful and influential leader, one that through time gained all you wanted and the wisdom and strength to keep it. You still have that power and influence, the knowledge and ability still lies within you, but you’re no longer hindered by the press of time or the urgency to prove your greatness before that time comes to a close. Instead you need to listen to your new body and its demands, engulf yourself in them and enjoy them and once it’s satisfied…decide then if it still frightens you…or thrills you with its newness.”

Erin slid his hands down to the tiny buttons of her blouse, undoing each until the silky material was parted and he could slide it down and off her trembling shoulders, to admire the creamy skin underneath.

“Tell me of your dreams Amanda, take your time…let each fragment come out and we’ll piece them together, until finally we both understand your urges and we can continue.”

The massage continued. Amanda’s flesh warmed and relaxed as his hands caressed it, dipping lower over her shoulders as he seduced both her body and mind.

“That’s what you came here for isn’t it Amanda? To understand what is happening and to find peace in that knowledge?”

 

[Sweetp4u]

Amanda

She felt her body and mind relax, visibly she slouched into the chair, her shoulders complacent against his hands. The music and dim lighting helped, his words were almost hypnotic, his voice.
She had so many denials in mind to voice, so many things about the dreams that annoyed her to sleeplessness, but now it all faded. There was some hidden quality in his voice, it wasn't even discernable to her.
"It's just fragments when I wake.." She whispered. Her nostrils flared gently as she inhaled a deep breath.. He could easily put her to sleep if she let him. It was wonderful, his hands on her skin. Everything, every sensory in her body was going into overdrive, but at the same time completely relaxing. It wasn't like her to trust anyone, but trust never entered into her mind with her visits here. She just automatically trusted Erin.
"I see things that I don't know really how they work... I've never been one to even view an adult movie with interest and yet I find myself dreaming of sexual things.." She continued, her voice almost purring with sensual pleasure. The massage was weakening her, distracting...
"I dream of a faceless man... controlling me." Her brows furrowed, she couldn't explain this control clearly, she just felt as if this unknown man was commanding her to do things..
"I'm not sure what.. I don't remember what it is I do.." She was near panicking with the knowledge she couldn't remember, but he seemed to calm her as he spoke again.. that same even soothing tone..

 

[BLACK BART]

Erin continued to massage Amanda as the music serenaded them. His hands carressed her flesh and grew more daring with each minute as he coaxed images from her mind regarding the fragmented dreams.

"Are you afraid Amanda?"

"Yes"

"Of the man or what he does to you?"

"Both"

"Does he hurt you? In your dreams does he create pain or pleasure?"

"No, he didn't really hurt me, I mean I can remember being nude and bound...helpless and his hands were all over me, I think at one point he was spanking me but it didn't really hurt? It only increased the..."

Amanda's voice trailed off and her eyes opened slowly, imploring, begging...as if afraid to finish the statement, and Erin supplied it for her.

"Increased your pleasure, perhaps? It made you enjoy what was happening all the more?"

Amanda sighed and lowered her eyelids, her body relaxing again as her blouse was now completely off and Erin toyed with her nipples.

"Yes"

"So what do you fear in the dream then Amanda?" Erin gently questioned as he cupped her full breasts in each hand. "Not being the one in control and thus having to face what someone else chooses for you to confront? Admitting your new found lust may push you past the old limits you had placed?"

"I've always been in control Erin...In my business, with my past relationships...it's always been up to me to make the decisions and then see that they happen. The schedule was endless, from morning to night each minute of my life was planned out..."

"But you have a new life now Amanda, it no longer has to be like that if you prefer it not to be, it's a chance for a fresh start in this body, right?"

A long sigh escaped from Amanda and Erin smiled as her body arched erotically and her breasts rose and fell in his gentle grasp.

"I'm not sure, what I had imagined and how this is are two completely different things...I had thought with a new body there would be more time to enlarge my holdings, with the new strength and energy I could make my company bigger and better"

"But?" Erin prompted and moved to her side, using the better position to help him tug her skirt gently down and off...It was getting more and more difficult to continue the discussion without getting involved...involved in a very personal and physical way that is.

"But suddenly I'm not sure that is as important as it once was to me, and that's what frightens me the most."

Amanda's eyes had opened and with it perhaps a new realization of who she was and what was happening...

And Erin paused. His hands didn't continue to wander...nor did they pull away from Amanda's heated, silky flesh.


"At some point in life everyone has to give in...allow themselves to be out of control in the hands of another, if you understand me? Your time was long past due Amanda, and now it seems you have a second chance to do so."

The room had suddenly shrunk, it seemed all that remained in it was one chair...one man...and one woman, in a very intimate and erotic situation.

"All that remains is for you to allow it to happen."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Amanda

Her eyes opened, drawn instantly to his face. Her eyes met his before dipping to his full lips. Drawn almost against her will to stare at them as he spoke to her.

"At some point in life everyone has to give in...allow themselves to be out of control in the hands of another, if you understand me? Your time was long past due Amanda, and now it seems you have a second chance to do so."

She leaned slightly towards him, entranced by the tone of his voice, the promise in his gaze. She was vaguely aware that he was whom she dreamed of nightly..

"All that remains is for you to allow it to happen." He smiled slightly, watching her.

She dreamed of him? The doctor? Why Erin? Her thoughts were slow in coming, lulled into some kind of acceptance without really knowing how he did it?

"That.. requires trusting someone.." She whispered as she tore her eyes from his lips back to his eyes. Even she could admit to herself she never trusted anyone..

With that thought, she put distance between them, once more sitting back into the chair.
"I just want to sleep, no more dreams I can not.." She faltered, she wasn't about to admit that a multi-millionaire had fantasies of that nature and wanted it as badly as she did.
"Can't you just.. sedate me? Let me sleep somewhere?" She was desperate to stop the dreams, just one night of peace was all she needed. It would help her so much, a clear head would help her get back on track in her business.. She could forget these wild longings. Her eyes went back to his mouth, her pulse leaping in her throat as her mouth went suddenly dry. It was beyond tempting, it was almost as if she was under some sort of compulsion to touch him.
She couldn't ignore the sensitivity of her skin, the wild beating of her heart, nor the tell-tell wetness dampening her skimpy panties as she sat there... She could try, fight against it, deny it, and whatever else she could throw up to battle against these wild desires... but she couldn't stop staring at him. Nor could she admit she was afraid of someone controlling her.. More so than her lack of business interest lately.

 

[BLACK BART]

"Can't you just.. sedate me? Let me sleep somewhere?"

Erin watched as Amanda straightened out her clothing, covering the warm flesh he had in his hands less than a minute ago.

He had almost broken through, nearly convincing her to let loose of her inhibitions and free the reponses he knew lay dormant too long.

And then failed.

"Why not, but I have to warn you, sedatives often release the subconcious and what you're trying to avoid."

Pressing the intercom he murmurred several instructions and turned to the now fully dressed woman.

"I'll take that chance. If I get a good nights sleep I'll be able to rationalize what is happening and deal with it."

Amanda's response was typical. At least to Erin. Denial was one of the early stages of a pattern he had grown used to seeing...

The door opened after a polite knock and a petite brunnette entered with a small tray.

"Take this and I'll assist you to your room. You'll need to give my assistant your itinerary on the way so she can make the calls to reschedule your appointments for you."

"It's only a nights stay, Doc" Amanda chided as she took the single pill from the tray, then slid it between her lips and took the glass of water.

"Patronize me this once Amanda" Erin smiled gently and watched her throat move as she swallowed. "If I'm right your schedule remains intact and the ego of your clients unbruised, if I'm wrong they suffer a mild inconvenience and remain unaware of your visit to the institute."

"How soon do I get to sleep?"

"Ten minutes or less" Erin promised and took her hand to help her to her feet. "We'd best hurry or you'll be unable to fill Jen in and I'll end up carrying you."

Erin followed the two ladies as they conversed then thanked his assistant as they finished outside a familiar door.

"Where it all started Amanda" He confirmed as she looked at the room with a curious glance, then held the door and let her enter first and she stumbled. "Careful, you're unsteady already."

Amanda moved quickly to the bed and lowered herself gratefully to it, her eyes closing before her head was fully on the pillow.

The door closed securely behing him Erin moved swiftly down the hall to unlock another door and step into a room crowded with monitors and several white frocked technicians.

"Once her REM begins overload her system with the tapes we have been slowly dribbling into her subconcious, I want her mind filled with exact images of her being forced into submission and then used repeatedly...and as that happens trigger the hormones so her body is fully aroused and responding to the stimuli, understood?"


"At what point do we reduce the stimuli..before she's fully aroused and reaches orgasm?"

All eyes turned towards the good doctor as he considered the question and allowed a small smile flit over his face...

"You don't...I want her body and mind to reach a satisfying peak as many times as possible in a ten hour rest cycle, I'll be checking in occasionally to monitor her...progress."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Amanda

Her eyes opened partially, a faint glow coming from somewhere illuminated the figure of a man standing at the foot of her bed. Normally this would have caused her alarm or at least to react, but she lay there with a slight smile on her lips. She merely watched him watching her.

He stepped forward, the odd glow slowly moving over his jaw.. up his face, until she could see Erin standing there, watching.

"Doc?" The words whispered through her mind, but her lips did not move.. and yet she could hear the echo of her voice.. She was dreaming again!

She groaned in protest, squeezing her eyes tightly shut a moment and muttering a chant to herself.

"Wake up.. wake up, wake up, wake up!"

Her eyes snapped open, but there he stood. She went to sit up and order him out when she felt the familiar tug on her wrists. She was once again restrained to the bed.

"No, not again.." She whimpered low in her throat, her head shaking negatively but very slowly. Her limbs felt heavy, her skin prickled everywhere. She didn't have to look down to know she was naked, bound and spread out securely on the bed. Only this time it was a new room... the Doctor's lab room..

He never spoke to her, he never said anything really.. but she knew what he wanted. Why was she making these things up? She closed her eyes only a moment, but when they came open she was now tied in the same position, but face down.

She could feel hands touching her, caressing her. She could feel the low budding ache beginning to feather outwardly from her swollen lips. A caress here, a nibble there.. A finger sensually rubbing across her already hard clit. Her hips jerking, thighs attempting to close but unable..

And then she was bent into the trunk of a car.

Night sounds surrounded her, a hoot of an owl near by.. the chirpping of crickets, the song of the night.. The tail lights were faintly glowing, her hands bound before her, her ankles as well. Two large hands held her by her hips.. her face was rubbing against the stiff scratchy material of the carpeted trunk floor.

Something hot and wet brushed up and down her lips.. Her eyes squeezing tightly shut again, she could hear her own voice carrying through the night in clear cries of pleasure. She knew she was pushing herself into this man's face... out in the open, where anyone could see her! She was loving every damned minute of it!


The alarm rang loudly at the side of the bed. Shifting with a groan of distress, she hit the snooze button before flopping onto her back. She hadn't had a peaceful night.. she had been drea-

"What the hell?" Her hands came into contact with her body, but she noticed then the dampness of her clothes. Uncomfortably squeezing from being twisted, she realized how uncomfortable she was.

She sat up, pushing her very matted hair from her face and glanced down at herself.. her clothing was rank with sweat.. with the scents of sex.. But not normal sex, her own sex!

Jumping from the bed, she stood there fighting with her clothes to get them properly into place.. then her eyes noticed the bed...
"Good fucking god!" she was completely stunned by the amount of 'sweat' saturaited into the sheets..

"Good morning!" A woman entered carrying a tray. Amanda's eyes swung to hers in a very unwelcoming gaze.
"Oh! Im s-sorry..." The woman set the tray down and backed out of the room.
"JESUS! This is fucking madness!" She angrily stripped the bed of all but the bottom sheet. Tossed off most of her clothing and sat back down on the edge. Her head in her hands, she felt a sob building up inside her, but she was just too damned tired to even shed a single tear she so badly wanted too.

She closed her eyes, she had slept for over ten long hours and she felt like she hadn't slept in weeks! Was there NO cure!??! Was she forever doomed to be haunted by this?! She knew from her own body's sluggishness, she had enjoyed every damned minute of her strange dreams! That only pissed her off more, it didn't make it any better! In fact it only confirmed what Erin had said last night..
"Don't disturb me until lunch." She sat the phone back on the reciever and rolled over. Curling into a fetal position, she was going to try again damn it! She was going to sleep! She lay there, listening to nothing but her heart beat, recalling all the different things she dreamed last night with remarkable clarity... She needed ... something.

 

[BLACK BART]

The good Doctor shook his head in chagrin.

Not that he was amused.

Or even impressed.

Maybe a minute amount at how determined this woman had shown herself to be...maybe.

"I've rechecked the results myself" He admitted to the pair of uneasy, white robed attendants. "We've done everything possible to this subject and still haven't pushed her over the edge. Her results are the same with each attempt. Despite the effects of the internal and external inputs we've failed."

Was it his imagination or was there an audible sigh as the pair in front of him stopped holding thier breath?

"You can tell the team to clean up and then go home, I'll be notifying you when I need to recall them and they can count on several days rest."

The Doctor rose and took a final look at the monitor that was focused on his stubborn guests sleeping form.

"I'll reduce her hormone levels to normal and suppress the subconcious memories before she wakes, then send her on her way after we've had a late lunch."

It was a matter of minutes and the chore was done, the busy Doctor of late now finding he was a man with time on his hands...

He took the time to shower and then change into casual clothes before relaxing on the second story balcony next to his guests room.

He had some expaining to do before he sent his guest on her merry way...and didn't look forward to it.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Amanda

She awoke to peace and quiet, silence. It was strange to hear silence in this place given the normal noise levels. She didn't hear a single clicking of shoed foot steps in the halls, she didn't hear any noises coming from the computers... Where was everyone?

She rolled to her back, stretching at the same time with a soft moan. It felt good, she clearly understood why cats had that eternal blissful look on their faces while stretched as she was.. It felt good.

She didn't feel the edge of sexual awareness, but she still kept dreaming and dreaming.. and wanting..

She moved from the bed into the bathroom. Running the shower and stripping quickly. She needed to wash away the scent of sweat and cum from her body, but before she stepped into the shower her eyes landed on her mound.

Possessed by something she couldn't name, but determined anyway, she stepped into the shower and reached for the razor right away. Leaning back against the shower wall she made quick work of removing all trace of her hair and smiled with satisfaction. It did make her feel naughty.. sexier. Why had she done it? Because of her dreams! Erin.. was he still there somewhere? Waiting to speak with her? Or had he left already?

She grabbed the jasmine scented body wash and slowly cleaned herself. She'd taken more time in the simple pleasure of her own hands running over her lush young body than she'd ever done before. Why? Because of her dreams.

Erin was right. She should try new things.. Her thoughts stopped the lazy caressing movements of her hands. When had the doctor become Erin to her? A faint smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. Since those dreams.

But was he really like that? Or was she imagining it? And why would she even consider subjecting herself to such a humiliating position?

Because it turned her on.. It turned her on more than anything she'd ever experienced before in her lifetime.. And at her 'old' age she had experienced allot! With a few lovers as well...

But this was something new, something she'd never done before. How did one go about carrying it out? And just whom would she ask? She knew who she wanted to ask since he starred in all her dreams, but what if he was revolted she even considered him? By all accounts, he had suggested only last night she give into these dreams and see for herself. But that couldn't be counted as an invitation.. could it?

In all her silent musings she had forgotten she was washing but she definitely noticed now that her fingertip was caressing most urgently at her little clit. She gasped out loud, shocked she had been masturbating while contemplating her course of action.

"Jesus, I am.. losing it." She chuckled, turned off the water and threw on a soft terry-cloth robe. She'd seek out Erin, she'd ask him what he thought.. subtlety might just work. In all her dealings with men, this idea had never come up and she was rather embarrassed to even ask someone to .. well bluntly, dominate her.

She slipped from the room and her suspicions were correct, the lab was indeed empty as a tomb. She scanned the area and spotted Erin seated outside with his back to her. Her lips curved as she smiled secretly to herself. On bare feet she crept up behind him, her hands were the first thing to touch him, first thing to alert him to her presence. Her fingers caressed ever so slightly on his shoulders before sinking just a wee bit forward to his chest.
"Good afternoon, Erin." She let her hands trail away from him, caressing his shirt as she moved away. Seating herself, she flipped back her hair and looked at him closely. She hadn't paid much attention to him in the 'romantic' sense before, even with all her dreams. But now she was extremely curious, would he be the right one? Would he make an excellent lover... Was she mad to even think about this as much as she had been?

All questions she knew she needed answers to... one way or another.