Title: Shared Custody
Author: Dominic H. Hugh
Chapter 17
Simon was waiting for me outside the office. He was looking anxious and nervous. My heart jumped in my chest, and I ran up to him, wrapping my arms around him, pressing my body against his. “I’m sorry!” I said, looking into his eyes, my own wide. “I’m so sorry!”
“Shh,” he said. “It’s alright.” He was holding me, caressing my hair. “It’s not your fault, alright? We’ve been fucking stupid, playing with you like that.”
I was his... How could he say such a thing? He had the right to play with me however he wanted! “We’re gonna fix this, honey,” I said, kissing his cheek. “I swear!”
He sighed and looked at me. “I hope we will.” He mumbled. “Because if we don’t, at best, you’re gonna act crazy for two days a week, and at worst, one of John’s fucking dead man switches is gonna trigger now that he’s gone.”
I frowned. “Dead man’s switches?”
“When we put you into a trance after we shook hands on it, he reprogrammed you in front of me.” He started explaining. “But he said he’d keep a few suggestions in place for if I ever tried to mess with him. Dead man’s switches, he said.”
I gulped and nodded; the idea that suggestions deeply rooted in my mind might be triggered without Simon knowing how to undo them was scary. “Shit...” I mumbled, feeling a pit of fear in my stomach. “What if it already got triggered?”
He clenched his teeth. “I thought about that...”
“And?”
“Well, how the fuck would I know?” He said, sighing. “I can’t read your mind, and you might do everything to hide it from me, maybe even from yourself. Maybe it’s not gonna happen until later. I have no idea!”
Well, that was terrifying. “So, what do we do?”
He shrugged. “I’d offer to put you under and...”
“NO!” I yelled, and a shiver went down my spine. I couldn’t allow myself to be hypnotized.
“Yeah, that’s what I figured. That’s probably a suggestion in place. So, no way for you to get in a trance and have me figure it out.”
I was breathing fast, panicking. “Can’t we... Can’t we find someone else?”
“Honey, let’s get back home first, alright?”
“But... What if I try to hurt you? What if I grab the wheel while you’re driving and...”
“Relax! Get in the car!” Simon ordered, and I could feel the compulsion in his voice. He was commanding me to obey him, and he was right; I couldn’t let myself panic like that. It felt like a weight was lifted from my chest, and I could finally breathe again.
“Yes, honey.” I nodded and smiled, opening the passenger door and getting in the car.
“You sure you don’t want me to help you relax?” I purred in Simon’s ears, sliding a hand down his chest. He shook his head, visibly frustrated. “What? You think John’s hidden suggestions will make me bite your dick off?” I chuckled. “Come on...”
He hadn’t commanded me back to my normal state of mind after ordering me to relax, and the contrast between my casual attitude and his frustration was obvious. “I just... I’m worried. I don’t know how to fix that shit...” He said, and I could see the fear in his eyes.
“Maybe it won’t be triggered at all, and we won’t even have to deal with it!” I suggested. “Well, just me going haywire every weekend, but we can figure it out, right?”
He sighed. “Maybe... Keep you drugged or something. I’m not really into that idea.”
I shrugged. He could do as he pleased with me, after all. “Whatever works, I guess.”
“I’m serious, Ashley. How would it even work? You’d switch at 5 PM sharp, and then what? I can’t sneak into your office every Friday afternoon and leave with you unconscious or high as a kite. People would get suspicious.”
I shrugged again, a smile on my face. “I’m sure you’ll find a solution, honey.” I really wasn’t worried anymore, thank God for that!
“Okay... You know what? Let’s fix this right now. Snap out of it! Stop obeying my last commands of the day!” He ordered, and I felt the world shift. The fear and the panic came rushing back, and I gasped, feeling tears in my eyes.
“Fuck!” I cursed, my breath short again, my heart beating fast.
“You really can’t remember any of his suggestions?” Simon asked. “I mean the dead man’s switches...”
I tried, really tried to remember, but it was all hazy. “No... Not at all! I can barely even remember the day you two hypnotized me together...”
Was I feeling any different already? Surely, I’d know if a trigger had been activated, right? I didn’t feel like hurting him or myself... I was panicking, yes, but not any more than I would have expected in these circumstances. I was scared of what might happen, but I wasn’t acting on any suggestion in particular, not that I knew of. Maybe John had been careful and planned ahead in case he died. Well... That didn’t really sound like him, but I could still hope.
I looked at Simon. He was pale. He looked terrified. “Can I... hug you?” I said, my voice shaky. “Please?”
He nodded, and I wrapped my arms around him. I was shaking. He was shaking, too. “Please... Please don’t let anything happen to me.” I begged him. “I don’t want to go crazy. I don’t want to hurt you...” The tears were rolling down my cheeks, and I couldn’t stop myself. I was afraid. I was so, so scared.
“Alright, honey... That’s enough worrying for one night, alright?” He said, his eyes on me. “I need you to be brave. I need you to be strong. Stop being afraid, now!”
Suddenly, the fear and the panic were gone, and I could breathe again. I wasn’t relaxed either, not like before, but I was just... fine, I suppose. I was fine. “Right,” I nodded, smiling at him. “With a bit of luck, we still have four days to come up with a solution.” I grabbed my phone and looked at the time. “And right now... we’ve got a couple of hours left before I become Mrs. Wage Slave again. So how about you let me help you relax, too, huh?” I gave him a playful grin, my hand reaching down his pants. “I can’t order you not to worry, but I know a thing or two that can help you feel better...”
He chuckled and finally relaxed a bit. “Fair enough, honey. I guess there isn’t much else to do for now.”
I leaned closer, nibbling at his earlobe. “Then how about you play with my mind a bit, too, and have fun?”
He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back against the couch. “You want me to play with your mind, honey?” He said, his eyes staring into mine, burning with an intensity I rarely had seen from him before.
“I do...” I murmured. “I do...” I wanted anything that he could want. I wanted to please him. I wanted him to play with me like he owned me. Because he did, half of the time anyway.
“Then here’s what you’re gonna do; when I tell you to, you’re gonna be dumb. Dumber than a brick. So fucking stupid that you’ll barely know how to speak.”
I chuckled, the idea a bit ridiculous, and yet eagerly anticipating his signal. “Oh, so you want to fuck a bimbo tonight, huh?” I purred.
“Exactly,” he said, his hand grabbing the back of my head. “The dumbest bimbo you can imagine. Be that bimbo, now!”
I laughed and smiled at him. He was so silly, telling me to act dumb. I mean, what’s that mean? I giggled and pressed my big tits against his chest, and looked at him. “Wait... What we was talking about?” I asked, genuinely confused. Moving my mouth to say words, it was... hard! I felt my brain working slower than usual. It was a funny feeling, but I was too dumb to really think about it.
“How about you stop worrying about it and take your clothes off instead?” He said, a hungry look in his eyes.
“Oh!” I gasped and nodded, smiling at him. “Good idea!” I struggled to undo the buttons of my blouse. Why were clothes so complicated? “What you wanna do after that, huh?”
“Guess,” he said, grinning.
“Hmm...” I was struggling to think, but I still managed to free my tits from the confines of my blouse, shaking my arms like an idiot. The more I tried to think, the harder it became to focus on anything. “I dunno... You wanna watch TV?”
“No, silly, I’m gonna fuck you.” He said, his fingers reaching for my boob and grabbing it hard. I giggled. “I’m gonna fuck you senseless.”
“Senslus?” I said. I wasn’t sure I understood that word. He unbuckled his pants, his big cock popping out of his underwear. “Oooooh...” I moaned, my pussy getting wet. “I love cock!” I giggled, and after a few awkward attempts, I managed to properly position myself on my knees in front of me, engulfing the tip of his cock in my mouth.