The alarm clock going off broke up the silence of the early morning, waking up both Mr. and Mrs. Collins. Mrs. Collins slid on top of her husband, her lover, her master. She kissed his forehead, whispering "good morning" through a wide smile.

Mr. Collins squinted as the light came through the blinds, letting out a smile as he leaned back into his pillow signaling he wanted a blowjob to wake him up this morning. Sliding under the covers and pulling down his boxer shorts, she rubbed his cock a few times until it was completely rock hard, giving it a long lick. Mrs. Collins put it into her mouth and sucked on it a few times, going up and down slowly. She licked the head once and put it back into her mouth, trying to fit as much in as she sucked on it more. In and out of her mouth went his cock as she tried to give him the best blowjob possible. Her tongue rolled over it repeatedly, the only reason she existed was to suck his cock. She then kissed the tip and slid it back in her mouth, bobbing up and down on it until her Master came in her mouth.

After cleaning them both up she went into the bathroom to take her morning shower. Mrs. Collins soaped herself up, letting the water hit her as she lathered her body more. Her hands washed her pale white neck, pulling her hair back above her head. The next thing to wash was her armpits and chest, she ran a hand over her breasts, washing and squeezing them as she went. The bellybutton and crotch was next, she washed herself and then rinsed with the hot, steamy, water. Finishing up quickly, she turned the water off, not wanting to waste water. She dried herself and quickly dressed. For today, a simple, gray ankle length dress would do with a pair of three-inch black heels. Highlighting the outfit with matching black panties and bra, she smiled in the mirror, satisfied. Her makeup was simple, red lipstick and a bit of eyeliner.

Lauren Collins got out of the downstairs shower just as her mother did. After toweling off, she went back upstairs to her room, being very careful not to wake anyone else. Today was to be the final day of her former lover Jens training. Lauren had business elsewhere, called away by her friend Kimberly. She finished dressing as "Set Me on Fire" played on her headphones softly.

Smiling to herself, she went across the hall to Kristen's former room to see Jen curled up against her pillow sleeping silently. Taking a deep breath, she closed the door behind her and went back downstairs, grabbing a banana on her way out the door, and out to her car to start her day.

Jeffrey Collins made his way down the stairs and could smell the sweet smells of breakfast. He adjusted his tie, turning the corner into the kitchen, his adoring wife pouring batter for his waffles.

He smiled at her when she looked up, kissing her gently on the lips "good morning dear, did you get the paper?"

Mrs. Collins closed the waffle iron and turned back to kiss her Master again "Yes Sir, I did, it's on the ledge"

Jeffrey kissed her back, "good, is Lauren here? I thought I heard a car go down the street."

Sarah poured them both a cup of coffee, vanilla creamer and two sugars for her, three sugars and nothing else for him "she must have left a few minutes before I came down. There is a note by the door. She is going out with Kimberly for lunch and then off to spend the day together.

"Wonderful, I wish I would have gotten to see our baby, but that's alright.” With that, both sat down to enjoy their breakfast. They chatted for a few minutes; the conversation was very casual and pleasant.

Once they were finished, Sarah put all the dishes in the dishwasher and cleaned up the table, Jeffrey walked over to the door to get together his things to leave for work. There was still one thing remaining.

Sarah walked over to where Jeffrey stood and knelt down in front of her owner. Looking down at the ground, she spoke "Master how may I serve you today?"

Her Master leaned down and kissed her forehead, smiling as she closed her eyes and sighed. He then handed her an envelope "this money needs to be deposited at the bank; I added a few items to the shopping list as well. That's about it I think.” With that, she rose and they kissed again. He pulled his slave, his wife, tightly to him and then let go and smiled at her, turning around to walk out the door and start his day.

Only a short while later, Kristen woke up. She had been told to sleep in if she wished this morning, but the morning garbage pick up had woken her up. Rolling onto her back, she wiped her eyes, stretching her body out. The blankets on top of her felt cold against her pale, white skin. The world outside of her bed was loud and gross and she did not want to get up but Kristen slid out of bed, putting back on the Black Flag shirt and plaid boxers she had worn to bed but had discarded as the night went on. While she did not prefer to sleep in the nude, sometimes it felt good especially when her Mistress was with her.

She frowned at that thought; Lauren was already out, going to see Kimberly for the day. Today was going to be a big day for all of them. After a short shower, Kristen returned to the room to dress, popping in "A Slight Case of over Bombing", skipping right to track two. Dressing in a pair of black Doc Martens, pants of the same color and a Cradle of Filth shirt she swayed to the beat of the song, pulling her hair up into a ponytail. It would be much too hot today for her hair to be down on her shoulders. Once her hair was up, she sat down in front of the mirror on their desk to do her makeup. Other than a quick trip to the store today, she did not have anything to do but read and wait for the night to come when Jen would awaken. As the song ended, Kristen turned off her CD player and went downstairs for breakfast.

Kimberly arrived at the bookstore a half hour before she was supposed to meet her friend Lauren Collins. They had been emailing back and forth for a few days and spoke on the phone the previous night, planning to meet up today. Kimberly wanted to meet with her friend to discuss how things had gone with her "reacquisition" of Jennifer, her former lover.

As she walked into the store, she thought about how it would be nice even just to see her friend. Recently they just did not get to spend much time together. Both of them were busy and it would be nice to just relax and visit with each other for a change. After browsing through the fantasy section, she found what she wanted and walked across the store to order a coffee.

Lauren ate her breakfast as she sped down the parkway southbound towards to her destination. Kimberly had decided they should meet at the bookstore near the local mall; it would be quiet in the morning. They could sit and talk, enjoying themselves. A million thoughts ran through her head as she pulled onto her exit, passing by Ohmsford University. So much had happened in such a short time and soon it would be all over, for better or worse. In the past few days since their trip to the mall things had been productive, Jen was being quietly "fixed". Everything that happened just raised more thoughts and questions in her head though.

When Lauren returned home tonight, Jen would be back in her arms if all goes well. There of course, was a chance she would reject her but she pushed those thoughts out of her mind immediately.

Kristen had made an exceptional point to her the other morning that true love comes from the heart, not from conditioning. Her slave girl had slowly been starting to regain some of her free will lately. Lauren had tired of the mindless obedience she had received before, so she had spoken to Kimberly about slowly deprogramming her. It was a simple process, involving CD's and a new batch of nanites.

That was all fine and simple, but it was still a shock emotionally the first time Kristen had spoke up. She had her own opinion and it pleased Lauren. The other night, after the fashion show they had Jen do for them Kristen had told Lauren she loved her and for the first time it seemed to be from the heart and not from conditioning.

In some ways this complicated things, Lauren hoped this would not turn ugly.

As she pulled into the bookstore parking lot, she was certain that everything would be fine. Kristen loved her because her conditioning told her to, but eventually it had taken over her own free will, so it was natural she would come out like this. Walking through the magazine section and smiling when she saw Kimberly, her last thought was "it was, wasn't it?"

"Hello Mr. Anderson!"

The sharply dressed man walking across the bank floor glanced over "Mrs. Collins hello, how are you today?” He smiled his million-dollar smile, the smile that had gotten him this promotion, and shook her hand.

Mrs. Collins smiled back at the man, looking down slightly as she spoke "I am wonderful today, Sir, I have to make a deposit for Jeff and then I am off to go food shopping."

He looked her up and down, stopping at her chest "Oh that's swell of you; remember there will be a ladies organization meeting at your home soon. Have you planned what you will be cooking?"

Noticing his glare, she breathed heavily in and out to show off her breasts. Seeing his pleased look she continued, slightly looking away and down at a women walking up to the teller counter "Yes Sir, Audrey and I have gone over everything, it will be a great time. We have a few new girls to initiate into the group, I can't wait for it I am so excited".

Looking up slightly she continued, "Sir, if I may, I should get in line, I have things that need to be done at home today when I finish shopping. It was wonderful to see you Sir, I am sure we will talk soon."

Mr. Anderson shook her hand again and laughed, "Yes of course, I am the boss around here aren't I? Have a good day Sarah"

As she walked away from him and got into line, he thought about how lucky Jeff was. She was quite the package, obedient, intelligent, and sexy as all hell. He could not believe how her breasts just clung to her black sweater. For a woman her age she was in wonderful shape and it showed. Both of the elder Collin's had been great additions to the group, coming up with great ideas for both the male and female organizations. Both couples had grown to be very friendly as well, as Sarah and Audrey; Mr. Anderson's wife, ran the women's organization together.

Their daughter Lauren was also friends with the head of the Pleasure Bunnie Corporation, and despite her unconventional ways, there was to be tolerance for her at all times. In fact when he had met her she had been a very sweet young woman and very polite, despite her hair being purple. He had also heard the idea for her parents to join had been hers originally; it should be commended such initiative from a young woman.

Thinking of the Collins women had sent a chill up his spine and back down to his cock. Closing the door to his corner office he called his secretary Anastasiya on the intercom, he had some business to attend to with her.

Her blond and black streaked hair had fallen across her face as she slept. Jen tossed and turned a bit as the sun shown brightly through the drapes. Of course, she would not wake up; her programming had her sleeping until early in the evening. So much went though her mind, the images she kept seeing, and the monsters. Sometimes it would pass and she would sleep soundly, but soon enough the next assault would come.

"Eww I know right? Like this so came without any warning! Apparently, she dumped her boyfriend and then someone saw her heading out to the parking lot with the dyke like twenty minutes later. It's fucking gay, what did we ever do to her to make her want to go back to her?"

Missy Osborne had been away a few days as school ended so she had only heard the bad news now. Immediately getting on the phone with her best friend Britney Adams, Missy was pissed the fuck off and it showed as she fumed around her room. Jenny had dumped her boyfriend Brad Nespa, the hottest person in the school for that freak Lauren whatever her name is. Lauren was Missy's least favorite person, always going against the crowds and doing what she wanted. She also had a smart-ass mouth and was always reading some geeky book or debating Star Trek with that psycho boy who is in an institution now. All of this went right out of Missy's mind though as she had an epiphany right there in her room.

"So, um, Britney, Brad is single I guess now right?"

"Anastasiya, may I see you in my office please?"

"Of course Mr. Anderson" Anastasiya got up and straightened her green sweater and tan knee length skirt. She had been in the states for nearly a year now, happily working at the bank for Mr. Anderson while she went to school for business.

Her family had come here from post communist Russia; the fall of communism had ruined her town and ended her families business. Luckily, they already had relatives in the states. This bank was one of the first places she had applied to, her boss Mr. Anderson taking her under his wing and making her his private secretary. As she walked down the hall towards his door she thought of how quickly the year had gone by, everything had moved so quickly for her.

That was, in part, because about two months of it had been spent being programmed as a Bunnie.

Anastasiya stood at the door to Mr. Anderson's office and knocked softly. Upon hearing him allow her admittance to his office, she walked in, smiling at him, not even being able to react before she went into a trance by the push of a button on the remote Mr. Anderson held in his hand.

"Sir, how may this slave serve?” Anastasiya said quietly, her hands at her sides, breasts thrust out. Glassy green eyes highlighted her soft, slightly tanned features.

Mr. Anderson looked her over with a pleased smile on his face. "Girl, go sit down on that chair and take off your skirt."

The Bunnie turned towards the chair on the other side of the desk and walked towards it "Yes, Sir, this slave obeys" She sat down and started to remove her skirt, sliding it off slowly and dropping it at her feet. She looked up at her controller, staring into his eyes, waiting for a command.

He nervously ran a hand over his pants towards his bulging cock. It felt so good to touch it through his pants while in front of this beautiful Russian girl. Opening a drawer in his desk, he pulled out a pink vibrator. He walked over to the girl and put the vibrator on the floor in front of her.

"Slave, you will masturbate for me now, obey"

Anastasiya picked up the vibrator and slid it inside of herself, spreading her legs wide on the chair. Slowly she started to massage her clit, going for a few minutes until she became wet. In and out of her pussy, she slid it, easing it slowly and methodically. This went on for about five minutes, before suddenly she buckled and nearly fell out of the chair from a tremendous orgasm given to her by the remote programming of the remote in her controller's hand.

"So, I am worried about you."

Kimberly frowned at the girl across from her as she stared down into her coffee. Her and Lauren had just sat down for coffee and were discussing the younger girl's reacquisition of her girlfriend.

"Worried? Why?” Lauren said as she took a sip of her coffee.

Kimberly looked around suddenly, squinting at an elderly couple playing chess "Yes, I am worried about you. This is all very sudden. There must be many different emotions going through you right now."

Lauren looked down at the cup for a moment before responding "I...I-I don't know...most of me knows that what I am doing is for her own good, but I don't know, part of me thinks its fucked up you know? I love her so much still, even after everything she did. When I saw her crying her eyes out in the locker room I just felt that....” She trailed off.

Before she could finish Kimberly finished her sentence for her-

"You could save her. You could play Goddess and make everything right.” Kimberly stared at the chessboard in front of her on the table "I felt the same way with my girls. I saved one from drugs, another from suicide. It is so completely fucked up but I knew what I was doing was right. Thankfully, I don't really have any of that nagging conscience stuff you are going through, I got over that fast."

She stopped to smile at her friend and put her small hands over Laurens on the table "Eventually, with guidance, you will too dear. People are stupid and useless for the most part, but you don't have to be."

Lauren squeezed her hand over Kimberly's gently "Thank you. I just want us both to be happy."

"As you should my dearest.” Kimberly suddenly paused and looked outside, squinting at something "That's pretty much why I called you here today. I wanted to make sure, in person, that you were ok. However, I have one caveat before we leave here. If she falls into your arms I am the happiest person for the two of you.” She paused for a moment to let that sink in "But if she doesn't, she has to be dealt with, understand?"

Lauren knew this was a statement of fact "of course"

Kristen poked her head in to see Jen calming down finally. She let out a sigh and closed the door again. Kristen could remember what it was like for her when Lauren had first taken her. The dreams, the things that come out in your mind. It was very intense and if she had not of had Lauren there to completely take over; she would not have made it. Her Mistress had wanted to keep Jen under complete trance for a few weeks, slowly weaning her back to her "normal" self but Kristen had the foresight to realize that would not be right. As much as she hated "Jenny" and everything back stabbing cunts like her stood for, Lauren ("did I really just say her name?") loved her and wanted everything the way they used to be and for that to happen Jen would have to choose it out of her own free will.

It was not lost on her the irony of letting the girl you had just deprogrammed out of societies reprogramming of getting to choose weather to be your Mistresses lover, but she thought for the betterment of her Mistress it was for the best that she speak up. Lauren had been very accepting and thankful for her opinion. It had not been lost on Kristen that slowly she had been getting back some of her free will recently. She walked across her room and sat back down on the bed, her pale left hand reaching the remote to un pause "Collection I", sliding back against her pillows to continue reading. As she flipped the pages, she mused to herself about recent events. Being her recent gradual deprogramming and Jen's sudden appearance, was this planned? Was Lauren looking to get rid of her?

She put her book down and switched CD's, sitting up completely; Kristen brought her knees up to her chin, hugging herself tight.

Would that make sense even? "If I displeased her that bad she would just hand me over to Mistress Kimberly who at worst would tag me to be eventually turned into a Bunnie or at best keep me around as her fuck toy."

She readjusted her position on the bed. Sighing heavily she continued to think, "This whole thought process is highly illogical. It must have been sheer coincidence."

Kristen was breathing very heavily at this point. All of this was so sudden. Her world was being rocked, and even a few months before it would not have bothered her so much but now it did. She curled up tight, took a deep breathe, and started to cry. For the first time in almost two fucking years, Kristen felt real emotions, not those programmed into her or those cause by said programming. She was so fucking in love and suddenly it felt like she was insignificant and it hurt and she did not want to feel any of this pain.