As Master Commands (Enslaved Book 3)

In this 4000 word short story, Mark Matthews' wife has just come home from a rough vacation with her family and is looking for a little relaxation. Little does she know her husband has started a harem of slave girls, and that one of them is waiting for her to turn her into her Master's newest fucktoy! Mature audiences only.

EXCERPT

“Oh, no, nuh…” I said, the spirals returning. I knew, on some level, that this was wrong, that the spirals were doing this, allowing her to control me, but it didn’t matter anymore. They were so good, all I wanted to do was stare at them, watch them spin back and forth, back and forth, enveloping me, taking me, owning me.
“Master said this might happen.” She said casually, holding the plate flat to her stomach. “It’s a new rapid induction image for implementing quick submission, but I guess I didn’t let you look at it long enough. We’ll fix that now. You want to fix that, don’t you, Mrs. Matthews?”
“I… uh… nuh…” I said, unable to form words. I knew I should look away from the spirals, but I couldn’t- they were so good, so magical, drawing me in, I couldn’t stop. I knew I should look away, should stop, but it felt so good to look, to let them take me over, to obey, to submit.
“You are now a slave for your master.” Katie said. “Master is your husband, Mark.”
“I… nuh… not… a slave… for… master…” I said, trying desperately to hold on to the last vestiges of myself. But I wanted to say yes. Oh god, I wanted to be a slave, I wanted to submit, I wanted to obey, I wanted to do anything and everything they asked me to do…
“You are a slave for Master.” Katie said. “Obey. Submit. Trust me, Mrs. Matthews, it feels so good to submit. It feels right.”
“I… am… a… slave… for… master…”I said slowly, robotically. I felt myself sliding away, and somehow I didn’t mind. There was a small part of me that said no, that said this wasn’t right, but I wanted this, I wanted it so bad.