Remember, remember, as if you could forget the memories that are seared upon your mind. The clouds of forgetfulness hang heavy around you, but you must remember so that you can bring about justice to the one who has wronged you so evilly. Before this all began you thought that evil was just a concept, a word to be applied to something bad when it appeared on the television news or in the papers. Now you know that evil has a face, and you must remember. Remember!

You remember that it started out so innocently only a couple of weeks ago when the letter came in the mail. Your wife had shown it to you when you came home from work. The letter said that you and your wife had been selected at random to enjoy a night at a new bed and breakfast inn, which was opening in town. You didn't want to dampen your wife's enthusiasm, but you were skeptical, saying that nothing was given away for free.

At you wife's urging you called the new inn to confirm the reservations and to find out what stings were attached. You were told that your reservations were part of a promotional deal for the opening of the new inn and that several couples, in the area, had been chosen to enjoy a night totally without any conditions. It was explained to you that the expectation was that you would enjoy your stay at the inn that you would recommend it to others in the community.

Calling up the inn you asked many questions to find out what hidden conditions might be hidden be hidden in the free offer, but you were assured that the night's stay was without any further obligations. By the time you had finished talking to the inn's receptionist you felt assured that offer was legitimate and confirmed the weekend night of your stay.

You had married for twenty years to your beautiful wife. Your two children were on the verge of entering college and every extra penny you had went into to their college fund. It was very seldom that you and your wife were able to afford some special time to each other outside the home. Now it appeared that a no expense night at a new bed and breakfast inn had come your way, you saw it as an opportunity of further expressing your love for your wife.

You remember how your wife was so excited to get away for the night. Your children were old enough to take care of themselves and they knew how to reach you in an emergency. Your wife and you found the inn, which was a quaint Victorian building with flowering gardens all around the front and sides.

Inside the two of you were greeted by a young woman behind the reception desk. Once you had explained that you were the couple who had won the free night's stay she smiled and gave you two keys before explaining how to find your room. She wished you a wonderful stay before you and your wife turned away from the desk to go and find the room.

When you unlocked the door and brought your luggage into the room you found a large room decorated in ornate Victorian style. At the far side of the room was a king-size with a carved head board depicting wood nymphs and satyrs. The bedspread was beautifully detailed affair having a red unicorn proudly rearing upon its hind legs. To the right side of the bed was large vanity table with a big circular mirror, which reflected the bed.

"This is room is magnificent," your wife said with awe in her voice. "When we get home I want to do some redecorating of our bedroom."

"This free night stay," you laughed as you crossed over the plush carpet and placed your luggage on the bed, "might end up costing me a lot. Don't get too many ideas, this stuff looks pretty expensive."

"Don't worry," she giggled, "I do it a little bit at a time. Besides, it is time that we changed things. I've been thinking about it for awhile and this room is giving me a lot of ideas."

"Well, reign in your ideas until we get home. Let's unpack and get something to eat. I've got dinner reservations Mario's. I know you have been dying for some Italian food and I want this night to special for you."

"Mario's?" her voice was filled with delight, "That's only the finest restaurant in town."

"Fine dining and a first class room, nothing is too good for you!"

You wife helped you up pack. There was wooden wardrobe, which took all your cloths needing to be hung up and next to it was a matching set of drawers. Once unpacked, your wife and you changed into your best clothes for the evening at Mario's and left the room.

The night out went well with the fine food, the dancing and the drinks. By the time the two of you returned to your room you both were ready for to make love. However, your wife insisted on bathing before the two of you got into bed and told you to go first. The bathroom was in keeping with decor of the rest of the bedroom. There was on of those old fashioned large bath tubs, which sat on legs. As you ran the bath water you hoped that your wife wouldn't get any other ideas about redecorating. You quickly entered the water and took your bath, after which you shaved you covered your nakedness with your robe and went back into the bedroom.

"You just get in bed and relax," your wife instructed, "I want to soak in the tub for awhile."

She entered the bathroom and you just knew in your mind that she was getting decorating ideas, which were going to cost you a pretty penny. You could hear the water running when a knock came at the door. You felt rather embarrassed to open the door covered only by your robe. The door didn't have a peek hole in it so you opened the door a crack to see who had been knocking. You were shocked to see a tiny, very ugly, deformed man gleefully smiling up at you.

"Aw, the lucky winner of our free night's stay," the little man's voice was shrill and had a heavy accent, "I am Hans Von Baden the manager of this establishment. I have for you complimentary champagne for you and your lovely lady. Please accept it with my compliments and do tell all your friends about your stay with us."

You saw the young woman who had tended the reception desk move to stand behind the man. She held a bucket with iced champagne and two fluted glasses. Somewhat reluctantly you opened the door and allowed the two of them to enter. The woman quickly placed the ice bucket and glasses on a small table next to the bed and rapidly left the room. The tiny man watched her leave before bowing to you and backed out of the door.

"You will excuse me if I request that you come with me for a moment," the managed said. "I need to show you something."

"I'd rather not," you answered. "As you see I am ready for bed. I am sure that you can show me in the morning."

"I insist," the man said firmly. "Follow me."

As he turned down the hall to your surprise you found yourself compelled to follow him. You tried to stop yourself, but to your horror you found yourself closing the door behind you as you followed the man down the hall. He did not go far down the hallway before he opened the door next to your room.

"Please enter and don't speak," the man instructed and you could not stop yourself from complying with his instruction. The room you entered was a long, narrow storage room, which was dimly lit by a single bare light bulb hanging from the ceiling. The man nodded to you and you found yourself closing the door. He motioned you to sit on a chair facing tapestry on the rooms left wall.

"My friend," the deformed laughed after you sat down facing the tapestry, "we are about to share a most amazing night. As you have now determined I completely control you. I have studied in places so terrible that they would shrivel your mind. My body is stunted, but my mind has powers, which you cannot believe. Tonight you are about to witness some of those powers."

The man pulled a cord and the tapestry moved to one side. You found yourself looking into your room, the bed prominently displayed before you. You could see the closed door to the bathroom where your wife was bathing and you could faintly hear your wife singing in the tub.

"A perfect view of your room, is it not? I have installed a sound system, which allows one to hear everything taking place in the room. Now I think it is time for you to stand and for me to sit. You see my legs tire very easily."

You tried desperately to break the control of the man controlling your movements but soon found yourself rising to stand next to chair. Never in your wildest imagination had you thought it possible for someone to so completely control you. The little man sat in the chair and evilly grinned up at you.

"Now you are going to be treated to a further demonstration of my powers, which I am sure will totally astound you. Look into my eyes and feel the depth of my power!"

You looked down into that ugly, deformed face and felt a sudden wave of dizziness. Then with horror you found yourself looking up at your own body. If you could have cried out you would have then, but your mouth was locked tight.

"You see in my deformed state I am totally impotent," it was your own voice, which now spoke to you." I am unable to perform as a man and therefore I must, from time to time, borrow someone's form to satisfy my carnal urges. Unfortunately, I can only borrow someone else's body for a few hours, but it is enough for me to complete my desires.

"I have opened this inn so that I can bring such as you and your lady here so that I can fulfill my inner lusts. I am afraid it is a bad habit but one that I cannot break. I hope that you will forgive me my indulgence, but I am going to cuckold you with your own body. You will be able to watch the entire process through the two way mirror and you will hear every sigh I make as I have my way with your woman.

"In the morning she will remember how you made passionate love to her, while you will remember nothing. I'm afraid you must forget what is about to happen as I do not want you seeking vengeance against me. Rest assured that you will not be the only man to sit in that chair and be treated to such an erotic show.

"Now I will have to leave you. Watch and listen closely to everything that happens and know that it I and not you making love to your lady."