So I'm trying another story thing, and I'm going to make this a 2 parter cause I wasn't really sure where to go with things. I had this idea and when writing it I kind of just started rolling with it and I'm not sure exactly how it ended up where it did but it did so we're riding this train to the end damn it
Eventually I successfully reached the bottom layer of her mind, her previous programming was all removed, and with that accomplished she should’ve started to recover… but she wasn’t recovering.
My working theory has been that her mind was so traumatized by her situation that it has hypnotized itself into being blank and suppressed so there would be no inner self to resist and suffer under the rule of her owners. If it’s repressed all of its own thoughts and emotions there’s little I can do but try to urge her to come back to reality. After 6 months of hypnotherapy and interacting with her around the home in as many ways as possible to simulate a normal life, no progress was being made. She wouldn’t even respond to her own name, only responding to being called pet or slave. It’s doubtful she even remembers her own name right now.
I was ready to give up and pass her along to a new rehab caretaker when today, finally, there was a breakthrough. I’d been working on some papers in my office when, of her own volition, she entered the room, dressed in a loosely fitting white shirt that I had not ordered her to put on, the buttons were undone in order to reveal her cleavage as she slowly approached me. Intrigued by this development I turned my chair to face her and prepared to see if I could use this to coax out her mind even just a bit.
“Hello Kona, is there something you need?” I asked. She paused and looked at me, and for the first time it seemed like she was looking AT me, instead of just in my direction. Her eyes were still blank and unfocused, but there was a hint of something there… subtle… but a spark of life had returned to them.
She opened her mouth and closed it several times, struggling to say something. It took her a bit but she finally spoke, her voice was little more than a whisper, a forced exhalation of air sounding vaguely like speech, but it was speech “Hun…gry”
I kept my excitement contained, but I was ecstatic, this was the first time since her arrival that she’d expressed any desire for anything not directly related to her programming. I had to force her to tend to her basic needs via direct commands, but now she was seeking me out, changing clothes, and expressing a desire for food all on her own. It was a miracle. “Alright, I’ll get you some food, what would you like to eat Kona?” I replied, it was a bit optimistic to think she might have a preference here, but I had to try.
“Ko…na…?” Kona responded after a moment, tilting her head in confusion as she mouthed the word a few more times. This was the first time she’d acknowledged her real name in any regard, it was a big step, if I could get her to identify herself as a person, it’d be a godsend. “Kona… I… Kona..?” she said at last
“Yes, that’s your name Kona, do you remember?”
Another pause, she slowly shook her head “no… remember… master not like… forget…” she said “become pet… am good pet…”
Her gaze was becoming unfocused again, hastily I interjected to break her train of thought before she regressed “No, you are Kona. Understand? You are not a pet anymore, you can remember, master says so.”
“Can remember… be Kona?” Kona said softly “Ok… am Kona…”
A good start, she’d respond to her name now at least, though whether she understood the concept entirely was up for debate. “Good, now Kona, try to remember more” I urged
Kona’s brow furrowed in concentration, “I… in bad room… no like… then lights… like the lights… lights good… obeying good… then forget… then master come… make Kona feel good”
So she was remembering her first brainwashing, and some emotions associated with it, her own emotions. “Good, keep trying, try to forget the lights and remember things from before the lights”
Much to my surprise, she didn’t reply to this, but wandered off, I followed her and found myself being led to her bedroom. “Kona good pet… obey the lights… obey master…” she murmured, and I silently cursed, her memory of her first brainwashing had just rebrainwashed her… partially anyway, seeing as she still referred to herself by name.
Kona then began to strip, I tried to command her to stop, but she seemed to be on autopilot, and wouldn’t respond to any command I gave, once done she began approaching me. I backed away but she persisted until my back was against the wall. “Kona… seduce master… get reward… master reward… be anything…”
Suddenly I noticed the hint of clarity in her gaze had returned, and was looking at me expectantly. It clicked for me that she was intentionally trying to relive her memory here, manipulating it so that as her “master” I could “reward her” with the reward of remembering more. This was definitely her mind pushing back against this last barrier, trying to free itself, and she was clever. There was a slight issue with her plan though… she needed to seduce me, but to succeed I’d have to take advantage of her, and that just wouldn’t do.
“No, you’re not a pet Kona, you don’t need to do this, just remember, I know you’re in there now. Just come out, be yourself again.” I said, but she shook her head
“obey order…. Get reward… can’t remember… need reward…” Kona was pleading now, pushing her body into mine and trying to grope me to try and get her way. I pushed her away and left the room, locking myself in my own room to keep her from chasing me as I tried to figure out what to do. She seemed adamant about going through with her original commands for some reason, and she seemed to think if she did I could reward her with her memories… but that plan was out of the question. For now, I’d leave her to her own devices and see if she’d finish her recovery on her own now that she seemed to be actively trying to recover. With any luck, she’d abandon this plan and recover over the next few days… Or so I hoped, keeping myself locked in one room to avoid her seductions wasn’t a great situation… but if that’s what it would take… so be it.
hypnoslave1095 said: So I'm trying another story thing, and I'm going to make this a 2 parter cause I wasn't really sure where to go with things. I had this idea and when writing it I kind of just started rolling with it and I'm not sure exactly how it ended up where it did but it did so we're riding this train to the end damn it
Eventually I successfully reached the bottom layer of her mind, her previous programming was all removed, and with that accomplished she should’ve started to recover… but she wasn’t recovering.
My working theory has been that her mind was so traumatized by her situation that it has hypnotized itself into being blank and suppressed so there would be no inner self to resist and suffer under the rule of her owners. If it’s repressed all of its own thoughts and emotions there’s little I can do but try to urge her to come back to reality. After 6 months of hypnotherapy and interacting with her around the home in as many ways as possible to simulate a normal life, no progress was being made. She wouldn’t even respond to her own name, only responding to being called pet or slave. It’s doubtful she even remembers her own name right now.
I was ready to give up and pass her along to a new rehab caretaker when today, finally, there was a breakthrough. I’d been working on some papers in my office when, of her own volition, she entered the room, dressed in a loosely fitting white shirt that I had not ordered her to put on, the buttons were undone in order to reveal her cleavage as she slowly approached me. Intrigued by this development I turned my chair to face her and prepared to see if I could use this to coax out her mind even just a bit.
“Hello Kona, is there something you need?” I asked. She paused and looked at me, and for the first time it seemed like she was looking AT me, instead of just in my direction. Her eyes were still blank and unfocused, but there was a hint of something there… subtle… but a spark of life had returned to them.
She opened her mouth and closed it several times, struggling to say something. It took her a bit but she finally spoke, her voice was little more than a whisper, a forced exhalation of air sounding vaguely like speech, but it was speech “Hun…gry”
I kept my excitement contained, but I was ecstatic, this was the first time since her arrival that she’d expressed any desire for anything not directly related to her programming. I had to force her to tend to her basic needs via direct commands, but now she was seeking me out, changing clothes, and expressing a desire for food all on her own. It was a miracle. “Alright, I’ll get you some food, what would you like to eat Kona?” I replied, it was a bit optimistic to think she might have a preference here, but I had to try.
“Ko…na…?” Kona responded after a moment, tilting her head in confusion as she mouthed the word a few more times. This was the first time she’d acknowledged her real name in any regard, it was a big step, if I could get her to identify herself as a person, it’d be a godsend. “Kona… I… Kona..?” she said at last
“Yes, that’s your name Kona, do you remember?”
Another pause, she slowly shook her head “no… remember… master not like… forget…” she said “become pet… am good pet…”
Her gaze was becoming unfocused again, hastily I interjected to break her train of thought before she regressed “No, you are Kona. Understand? You are not a pet anymore, you can remember, master says so.”
“Can remember… be Kona?” Kona said softly “Ok… am Kona…”
A good start, she’d respond to her name now at least, though whether she understood the concept entirely was up for debate. “Good, now Kona, try to remember more” I urged
Kona’s brow furrowed in concentration, “I… in bad room… no like… then lights… like the lights… lights good… obeying good… then forget… then master come… make Kona feel good”
So she was remembering her first brainwashing, and some emotions associated with it, her own emotions. “Good, keep trying, try to forget the lights and remember things from before the lights”
Much to my surprise, she didn’t reply to this, but wandered off, I followed her and found myself being led to her bedroom. “Kona good pet… obey the lights… obey master…” she murmured, and I silently cursed, her memory of her first brainwashing had just rebrainwashed her… partially anyway, seeing as she still referred to herself by name.
Kona then began to strip, I tried to command her to stop, but she seemed to be on autopilot, and wouldn’t respond to any command I gave, once done she began approaching me. I backed away but she persisted until my back was against the wall. “Kona… seduce master… get reward… master reward… be anything…”
Suddenly I noticed the hint of clarity in her gaze had returned, and was looking at me expectantly. It clicked for me that she was intentionally trying to relive her memory here, manipulating it so that as her “master” I could “reward her” with the reward of remembering more. This was definitely her mind pushing back against this last barrier, trying to free itself, and she was clever. There was a slight issue with her plan though… she needed to seduce me, but to succeed I’d have to take advantage of her, and that just wouldn’t do.
“No, you’re not a pet Kona, you don’t need to do this, just remember, I know you’re in there now. Just come out, be yourself again.” I said, but she shook her head
“obey order…. Get reward… can’t remember… need reward…” Kona was pleading now, pushing her body into mine and trying to grope me to try and get her way. I pushed her away and left the room, locking myself in my own room to keep her from chasing me as I tried to figure out what to do. She seemed adamant about going through with her original commands for some reason, and she seemed to think if she did I could reward her with her memories… but that plan was out of the question. For now, I’d leave her to her own devices and see if she’d finish her recovery on her own now that she seemed to be actively trying to recover. With any luck, she’d abandon this plan and recover over the next few days… Or so I hoped, keeping myself locked in one room to avoid her seductions wasn’t a great situation… but if that’s what it would take… so be it.
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Eventually I successfully reached the bottom layer of her mind, her previous programming was all removed, and with that accomplished she should’ve started to recover… but she wasn’t recovering.
My working theory has been that her mind was so traumatized by her situation that it has hypnotized itself into being blank and suppressed so there would be no inner self to resist and suffer under the rule of her owners. If it’s repressed all of its own thoughts and emotions there’s little I can do but try to urge her to come back to reality. After 6 months of hypnotherapy and interacting with her around the home in as many ways as possible to simulate a normal life, no progress was being made. She wouldn’t even respond to her own name, only responding to being called pet or slave. It’s doubtful she even remembers her own name right now.
I was ready to give up and pass her along to a new rehab caretaker when today, finally, there was a breakthrough. I’d been working on some papers in my office when, of her own volition, she entered the room, dressed in a loosely fitting white shirt that I had not ordered her to put on, the buttons were undone in order to reveal her cleavage as she slowly approached me. Intrigued by this development I turned my chair to face her and prepared to see if I could use this to coax out her mind even just a bit.
“Hello Kona, is there something you need?” I asked. She paused and looked at me, and for the first time it seemed like she was looking AT me, instead of just in my direction. Her eyes were still blank and unfocused, but there was a hint of something there… subtle… but a spark of life had returned to them.
She opened her mouth and closed it several times, struggling to say something. It took her a bit but she finally spoke, her voice was little more than a whisper, a forced exhalation of air sounding vaguely like speech, but it was speech “Hun…gry”
I kept my excitement contained, but I was ecstatic, this was the first time since her arrival that she’d expressed any desire for anything not directly related to her programming. I had to force her to tend to her basic needs via direct commands, but now she was seeking me out, changing clothes, and expressing a desire for food all on her own. It was a miracle.
“Alright, I’ll get you some food, what would you like to eat Kona?” I replied, it was a bit optimistic to think she might have a preference here, but I had to try.
“Ko…na…?” Kona responded after a moment, tilting her head in confusion as she mouthed the word a few more times. This was the first time she’d acknowledged her real name in any regard, it was a big step, if I could get her to identify herself as a person, it’d be a godsend. “Kona… I… Kona..?” she said at last
“Yes, that’s your name Kona, do you remember?”
Another pause, she slowly shook her head “no… remember… master not like… forget…” she said “become pet… am good pet…”
Her gaze was becoming unfocused again, hastily I interjected to break her train of thought before she regressed “No, you are Kona. Understand? You are not a pet anymore, you can remember, master says so.”
“Can remember… be Kona?” Kona said softly “Ok… am Kona…”
A good start, she’d respond to her name now at least, though whether she understood the concept entirely was up for debate. “Good, now Kona, try to remember more” I urged
Kona’s brow furrowed in concentration, “I… in bad room… no like… then lights… like the lights… lights good… obeying good… then forget… then master come… make Kona feel good”
So she was remembering her first brainwashing, and some emotions associated with it, her own emotions. “Good, keep trying, try to forget the lights and remember things from before the lights”
Much to my surprise, she didn’t reply to this, but wandered off, I followed her and found myself being led to her bedroom. “Kona good pet… obey the lights… obey master…” she murmured, and I silently cursed, her memory of her first brainwashing had just rebrainwashed her… partially anyway, seeing as she still referred to herself by name.
Kona then began to strip, I tried to command her to stop, but she seemed to be on autopilot, and wouldn’t respond to any command I gave, once done she began approaching me. I backed away but she persisted until my back was against the wall. “Kona… seduce master… get reward… master reward… be anything…”
Suddenly I noticed the hint of clarity in her gaze had returned, and was looking at me expectantly. It clicked for me that she was intentionally trying to relive her memory here, manipulating it so that as her “master” I could “reward her” with the reward of remembering more. This was definitely her mind pushing back against this last barrier, trying to free itself, and she was clever. There was a slight issue with her plan though… she needed to seduce me, but to succeed I’d have to take advantage of her, and that just wouldn’t do.
“No, you’re not a pet Kona, you don’t need to do this, just remember, I know you’re in there now. Just come out, be yourself again.” I said, but she shook her head
“obey order…. Get reward… can’t remember… need reward…” Kona was pleading now, pushing her body into mine and trying to grope me to try and get her way. I pushed her away and left the room, locking myself in my own room to keep her from chasing me as I tried to figure out what to do. She seemed adamant about going through with her original commands for some reason, and she seemed to think if she did I could reward her with her memories… but that plan was out of the question. For now, I’d leave her to her own devices and see if she’d finish her recovery on her own now that she seemed to be actively trying to recover. With any luck, she’d abandon this plan and recover over the next few days… Or so I hoped, keeping myself locked in one room to avoid her seductions wasn’t a great situation… but if that’s what it would take… so be it.
(to be continued)
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So I'm trying another story thing, and I'm going to make this a 2 parter cause I wasn't really sure where to go with things. I had this idea and when writing it I kind of just started rolling with it and I'm not sure exactly how it ended up where it did but it did so we're riding this train to the end damn it
Eventually I successfully reached the bottom layer of her mind, her previous programming was all removed, and with that accomplished she should’ve started to recover… but she wasn’t recovering.
My working theory has been that her mind was so traumatized by her situation that it has hypnotized itself into being blank and suppressed so there would be no inner self to resist and suffer under the rule of her owners. If it’s repressed all of its own thoughts and emotions there’s little I can do but try to urge her to come back to reality. After 6 months of hypnotherapy and interacting with her around the home in as many ways as possible to simulate a normal life, no progress was being made. She wouldn’t even respond to her own name, only responding to being called pet or slave. It’s doubtful she even remembers her own name right now.
I was ready to give up and pass her along to a new rehab caretaker when today, finally, there was a breakthrough. I’d been working on some papers in my office when, of her own volition, she entered the room, dressed in a loosely fitting white shirt that I had not ordered her to put on, the buttons were undone in order to reveal her cleavage as she slowly approached me. Intrigued by this development I turned my chair to face her and prepared to see if I could use this to coax out her mind even just a bit.
“Hello Kona, is there something you need?” I asked. She paused and looked at me, and for the first time it seemed like she was looking AT me, instead of just in my direction. Her eyes were still blank and unfocused, but there was a hint of something there… subtle… but a spark of life had returned to them.
She opened her mouth and closed it several times, struggling to say something. It took her a bit but she finally spoke, her voice was little more than a whisper, a forced exhalation of air sounding vaguely like speech, but it was speech “Hun…gry”
I kept my excitement contained, but I was ecstatic, this was the first time since her arrival that she’d expressed any desire for anything not directly related to her programming. I had to force her to tend to her basic needs via direct commands, but now she was seeking me out, changing clothes, and expressing a desire for food all on her own. It was a miracle.
“Alright, I’ll get you some food, what would you like to eat Kona?” I replied, it was a bit optimistic to think she might have a preference here, but I had to try.
“Ko…na…?” Kona responded after a moment, tilting her head in confusion as she mouthed the word a few more times. This was the first time she’d acknowledged her real name in any regard, it was a big step, if I could get her to identify herself as a person, it’d be a godsend. “Kona… I… Kona..?” she said at last
“Yes, that’s your name Kona, do you remember?”
Another pause, she slowly shook her head “no… remember… master not like… forget…” she said “become pet… am good pet…”
Her gaze was becoming unfocused again, hastily I interjected to break her train of thought before she regressed “No, you are Kona. Understand? You are not a pet anymore, you can remember, master says so.”
“Can remember… be Kona?” Kona said softly “Ok… am Kona…”
A good start, she’d respond to her name now at least, though whether she understood the concept entirely was up for debate. “Good, now Kona, try to remember more” I urged
Kona’s brow furrowed in concentration, “I… in bad room… no like… then lights… like the lights… lights good… obeying good… then forget… then master come… make Kona feel good”
So she was remembering her first brainwashing, and some emotions associated with it, her own emotions. “Good, keep trying, try to forget the lights and remember things from before the lights”
Much to my surprise, she didn’t reply to this, but wandered off, I followed her and found myself being led to her bedroom. “Kona good pet… obey the lights… obey master…” she murmured, and I silently cursed, her memory of her first brainwashing had just rebrainwashed her… partially anyway, seeing as she still referred to herself by name.
Kona then began to strip, I tried to command her to stop, but she seemed to be on autopilot, and wouldn’t respond to any command I gave, once done she began approaching me. I backed away but she persisted until my back was against the wall. “Kona… seduce master… get reward… master reward… be anything…”
Suddenly I noticed the hint of clarity in her gaze had returned, and was looking at me expectantly. It clicked for me that she was intentionally trying to relive her memory here, manipulating it so that as her “master” I could “reward her” with the reward of remembering more. This was definitely her mind pushing back against this last barrier, trying to free itself, and she was clever. There was a slight issue with her plan though… she needed to seduce me, but to succeed I’d have to take advantage of her, and that just wouldn’t do.
“No, you’re not a pet Kona, you don’t need to do this, just remember, I know you’re in there now. Just come out, be yourself again.” I said, but she shook her head
“obey order…. Get reward… can’t remember… need reward…” Kona was pleading now, pushing her body into mine and trying to grope me to try and get her way. I pushed her away and left the room, locking myself in my own room to keep her from chasing me as I tried to figure out what to do. She seemed adamant about going through with her original commands for some reason, and she seemed to think if she did I could reward her with her memories… but that plan was out of the question. For now, I’d leave her to her own devices and see if she’d finish her recovery on her own now that she seemed to be actively trying to recover. With any luck, she’d abandon this plan and recover over the next few days… Or so I hoped, keeping myself locked in one room to avoid her seductions wasn’t a great situation… but if that’s what it would take… so be it.
(to be continued)
Great start, actually! Can't wait for part 2!
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