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Angst | Zigurat | 6

 

Using his newly acquired powers of the mind, Gerald sent a mental message to Brielle to come to his room under the ruse of becoming friendlier with each other.

Once she had arrived, Gerald placed Brielle in a trance-like state to have her answer his questions honestly and to keep her from remembering the conversation.

Gerald gazed at his stepmother as she quietly sat in her relaxed state on Gerald’s desk chair. The blonde haired woman twiddled her thumbs as if she were impatient.

“Brielle,” he said shattering the heavy silence in the room. “Why did my father marry you?”

“He wanted a companion to care for him as he got older and he hoped that his companion would help raise his children.”

“Why did you marry him?”

“I was down on my luck and needed money to pay off several debts I owed. Your father paid them off. I don’t know why, but by seeing how wealthy your father was, I believed I could receive a large portion by marrying him.”

“Does he give you all the money you want?” Gerald asked.

“No,” Brielle responded. “I have an allowance.”

Gerald thought for a moment.

“Did my father specify what your duties as a companion to him were?”

“Yes, he did,” Gerald’s stepmother answered. “I was to act as a trophy wife when in public. In private, I was to take care of the house and do what I could to help raise you and your sister.”

“Did he set any requirements for intimacy?”

“I could not be intimate with anyone outside of the household. As for Robert himself, he has not taken advantage of me as I am willing.”

“When he said ‘outside of the household,’ did he mean that it was okay for me and Katrina to have our way with you?”

“Yes,” Brielle replied. “Your father stated that it would be part of raising you and your sister. I have yet to act upon this requirement of his as I must be commanded to do so either by you or your sister.”

“Let me guess,” Gerald said grinning, “The debts you owed to others, you now owe them to my father, don’t you?”

Brielle nodded.

“Brielle, are you a virgin?”

She nodded again.

“How is that possible?”

“I was a cocktease during high school and college. I never put out. Once I was out, my debts grew larger. I had to borrow from the local mafia family to pay my credit cards and loans. Your father purchased my debts before the family could put me to work paying of the money.”

Gerald took a good look of his stepmother. Her blonde hair formed a curly halo around her heavenly face. Her blue eyes twinkled while she was in her hypnotic state. Brielle was wearing a loose white blouse through which her bra was barely discernable, tight dark blue jeans, and light brown knee-high cowboy boots with two-inch heels.

“From now on,” Gerald said. “You will do whatever I tell you to do, even if it goes against the rules my father has set for you. When this is the case, you will do as I have commanded as discreetly as possible.”

Brielle nodded, her curly hair shaking slightly.

“As such,” Gerald continued. “From now on, you will wear dresses and skirts with a hem that reaches down to your knees or above. You will not wear slacks or jeans. Any blouses you wear must be a button-down. You will not wear panties and bras. You may only wear lingerie when not dressed in public wear with the exceptions of stockings and garter belts. Those must be worn whenever wearing a dress or skirt. No pantyhose. As for shoes, you can only wear heels, the higher the better. Boots can be worn as well, but again, they must have heels and can only reach your mid-calf. Understood?”

“Yes, Gerald.”

“In private, you will call my Lord Gerald or sir. My sister will be called Mistress Katrina. I will let her know what she can do with you.”

Brielle nodded.

Leaving his commands in place, Gerald removed his stepmother from her relaxed state and placed the memory of a friendly conversation in her mind.

“We’ll get along a lot better,” Brielle said, standing up to leave the room. “Now won’t we, Lord Gerald?”

“Yes, we will,” Gerald grinned.

 

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