Chapter 2

Otto busied himself with more ampoules, injecting further drugs into my open vein. He continued his narrative. "It was long past time for me to move on to another identity. I had an exit strategy planned. Such a wonderful American phrase! I changed it slightly after you became my intern."

He regarded me calmly as he took up his story. "I knew Diana was coming today. She will fire me and I will disappear. Very short sighted of MCL, but it's the corporate world. So very much like the Reich at such times."

He smiled, continuing, "You are not aware of the fact that I added your name to the patents I applied for and the articles I wrote while you were with me."

He gestured to a stack of file folders. "I am leaving you a dozen patentable chemical compounds. Use these until your brain function improves enough that you can develop your own. These dozen compounds, with Diana's help, will allow you to maintain your occupancy of these labs. Your synthesis of the obedience drug will be much easier with these facilities at your disposal."

He administered more injections as he continued, "I took time today to visit Diana's new home. I met her rather submissive significant other, Bailey Weller. She and Diana are irrevocably bonded to you today, Billy."

That was finally enough of a bombshell to break through my drug induced fog. I started violently. Otto laughed at my response as he said, "I am afraid my precious angel would not long survive without my presence in her life. I have imprinted my Jennifer to you as well Billy. It is a grave responsibility I leave with you. None of these ladies will live on without your presence."

I shook my head as I protested, "You never asked..."

Otto smiled broadly as he replied, "Yes, I did. I asked you when you were in the throes of my drug -- when you MUST tell the truth. You were pleased and happy with my offer of mastery over these and the others. You, of course, have other women that you wish to dominate for your sexual pleasure. It will be my pleasure to aid you in this endeavor as part of my 'exit strategy'."

I was sitting in the chair, with my arms still shackled. It slowly dawned on me that I was alone in Otto's office. I had no idea how much time had passed or where Otto was for that matter. I was becoming more lucid, coming out of my drugged confusion.

The IV was no longer in my hand; the empty saline bag was still hanging from the IV stand. It must have run for a while. I flexed my hand, examining the red, puffy area of the IV site.

Diana Swane entered the office. Incongruously, she was naked, wearing only her unbuttoned suit jacket. She looked at me calmly, and in the most normal of tones she said, "I let Doctor Kressinger go today. Luckily, you and Jennifer will be able to stay on at MCL to help me with his files and last experiments."

She continued with a big smile, "I can release you in a few minutes. The doctor gave me specific instructions, Billy. Please don't be angry with me. I promise this will be the last time I ever disappoint you. The doctor said that you would need time to recover from your treatment. You and Jennifer must accompany me home. You can rest there. I'll cover for you both here at MCL."

I was nonchalant in accepting her explanation. In my returning clarity, I correctly attributed my calm to Otto's drugs. I asked, "Where's Jennifer?"

Diana replied, "The doctor gave us a list of files and other items you would likely need immediately. Jennifer is collecting them and putting them in the SL600. Then she is cleaning up the lab. By that time I should be able to release you."

She cringed at that reminder, staring at the floor. Suddenly she dropped to her hands and knees before she looked up saying, "Billy, I know that you must discipline me for my lack of obedience to you. I promise it will never happen again. Forgive me."

Diana pressed her face to my shoe top, repeating 'forgive me' -- over and over. As an example of the power of Otto's obedience drug, Diana's abject behavior was a pretty stunning turn-around.

At about this same time a hemisphere away, in a massive cathedral built by the conquistadors in what is now that country's capitol city, the Archbishop is speaking. "A very successful test, Monsignor."

The Archbishop patted the lithe, naked women kneeling next to him, smiling down at her. Maria, he knew from her weekly confessions as a devout and chaste virgin, had just willingly given him that virginity. He had gleefully taken her every virginity! Her asshole was so tight it reminded...

Shaking his head, he asked, "Monsignor, how does this obedience machine work?"

The monsignor, having just received a blowjob from Maria's sister, was in a far better mood as he answered, "We discovered it among Michelangelo's secret coded journals in the deep recesses of Vatican library catacombs. The journals were long ago placed there to protect them, then forgotten."

The Archbishop looked around. In the sacristy of Cathedral, the orgy was dying down. The twenty-four pious, virtuous women invited to this special Latin ceremony had become wanton harlots and sluts, totally obedient to any request.

The monsignor continued, "Michelangelo called them the "lenses of persuasion" -- small boxes with crystals, jewels and specially ground lens placed in a pattern forming the 'circle of enlightenment.' In addition he discovered hypnotic tonals and rhythms. Using that as a basis, he designed the words, music, and even organ chords needed for the proper resonance. The specially colored and patterned vestments are Michelangelo's as well. Our regular ceremonials with candles and incense deepen the suggestible effect. "

The Archbishop nodded as he absently played with Maria's tiny, almost nonexistent tits. Pulling on her nipples, he asked, "Why weren't we influenced?"

The monsignor smiled happily. "No one outside the circle is affected, while those inside have their free wills crushed as they focus their total, absolute obedience on the men wearing the brightly colored robes."

The Archbishop asked quietly, "And what shall we do with this new vast power we have discovered?"

The monsignor was suddenly animated as he spoke loudly. "America. The home of greed and wrongdoing must be reformed. Widespread sinning, disobedience to our teaching, unchecked homosexuality must be ended. We will stop it now."

His eyes bulging the monsignor repeated, "Unbridled rampant homosexuality."

Since the Archbishop could see two priests, members of the monsignor's construction team, engaging in an act that was pretty universally understood to be 'homosexual, ' he lost interest in the discussion. Well between that and Maria's tongue on his balls.

I realized that my mind was sharper by the minute. Shaking my shoe in Diana's face, I said, "Diana, sit up, we need to talk."

Dianna sat back on her heels, looking up expectantly as she said brightly, "Yes, Master."

I looked in her eyes as I said, "Diana, I need your brain. Tell me why Otto did this for me.'

She smiled happily. "Because he liked you, Master?"

I snapped at her, "God Damn it Diana, I told you to think. The man killed a million fucking people. He doesn't like anybody but himself."

She cringed, ducking her head. "I'm so sorry Master. I'll try to do better.'

She continued in a subdued tone, "Master, You may be a guinea pig, or trial subject. Otto may have left you as a decoy for some reason. Master, you may be a place holder with Otto setting up his eventual return by means of a new identity."

Diana looked up tentatively as I smiled. "Much better. More like that when I ask you to think."

Her smile broadened with my praise. She sat back on her heels, with her hands on her lap, waiting patiently. I looked over at Otto's desk trying to see into his head. Maybe he did like me, but even in my drugged state it seemed, umm, doubtful. I had much to think about.

As I glanced down at beautiful, compliant Diana, I was forced to confront a rather ugly reality. I was going to fuck her and all the others based on Otto's research at a concentration camp. Those many deaths somehow equated into my future happiness. How did I feel about this origin for my power?

One thing was for sure. Otto was correct. Looking down at Diana's wobbling breasts I had every intention of USING my new power.

A few qualms were however starting to emerge from my placid stupor.

Just then I heard Jennifer behind me. "Master, the car is loaded, and it is time to release you."

She was quickly kneeling next to my chair, with her cheek pressed to my hand. "I am so very sorry we had to restrain you, Billy. Can you ever forgive us?"

I looked into Angel's pain-filled eyes and bit back my automatic smart-ass remark. I was going to need to be careful with my words, even my tone of voice. Otto's drug had so sensitized them to meeting my needs that any casual joking aside would be taken very seriously indeed. As if I needed more to think and worry about...

Petting Jennifer's soft skin, I smiled as I softly said, "It's OK, my Angel. We all had our instructions from Otto. Release me now, please."

Jennifer was busy with one wrist, while Diana worked, releasing the other. Then they both stood up, helping me to my feet. I trembled for a moment until my dizziness passed. I nodded toward the lab, and my lovelies escorted me into the main lab area. As I stood braced on a lab table, I finally looked at a clock.

I turned incredulously to Diana. "One o'clock."

Diana ducked her head as if I'd slapped her as she was wringing her hands in obvious distress. She finally replied in a tiny voice. "Yes, sir. Sorry, sir. Otto was very specific. I'm so sorry. Please forgive us, master."

I put my index finger to her lips as I shook my head, saying in my calmest voice, "Diana, we need to figure out leaving here, and our vehicle situation."