What I Think of You Pt. 06

"Okay, keep doing that, make sure you're always horny, but deny yourself release, unless you think Alex would be happier with someone like me... I'll come back to get you once you've given yourself proper training, don't bother Alex or me until then, do you understand? This is your life now."

Yoshiko didn't wait for a response, and simply left Rachel to her "training."

It was almost hilarious how easy that was, Yoshiko would need to stop thinking of her as a rival, she was operating on a similar mental level to Jiggly now, it might be wise to think of her more as a pet... although perhaps not, Alex may yet have feelings for her, it didn't matter what Yoshiko thought, she needed him to see Rachel as a less than, to see her as a depraved sex doll, until then, Rachel was a potential threat.

"One down, one more to go... This'll be interesting."

Alice was another issue Yoshiko had to address, and fortunately, she'd been to Alice's house many times, so she'd have no issue getting there.

Pulling up on Alice's small house, Yoshiko noted that the house looked relatively normal from the outside, save for the writing on the door of the house, which read "I KNOW MY PLACE."

Yoshiko carried a switchblade with her whenever she left the house, its reassuring heft allowed her to approach the house with only a small amount of anxiety as to what she would find.

Giving the door a knock, Yoshiko braced herself and took a step back, if Alice came swinging at her, she'd be ready.

Alice answered the door, but it wasn't the Alice Yoshiko knew, to Yoshiko's surprise, Alice was dressed very conservatively, and she bore a friendly, if somewhat smug expression.

"Yoshiko... have you learned the error of your ways, do you believe in the glory of submission to Alex?"

"Specifically, what would that entail in your mind?" Yoshiko inquired, she had a good idea of what she was going to say, but it seemed wise to verify the details of conversations that'd happened in Alice's mind but hadn't happened in her own.

"Alex is the only one that matters, we are mere slaves meant to obey his will, if he is merciful, he may yet enjoy you as a temporary appeasement doll, while we wait for more... deserving... women to take your place."

All of this was exactly the kind of fucked-up relationship dynamic Yoshiko had craved with Jiggly, something truly warped. It was for her morbid curiosity that she inquired further.

"And what would happen to me once someone more deserving comes along?"

"You would be reassigned to a role more fitting to your now properly assigned value, mayhap Alex could keep you as an incubator to bear children, if he was feeling overly generous, I know not his will, only that we should follow it, so that one day it may supersede our own."

"Okay... have you fucked him? Have you given your all to him?" Yoshiko now bore her smug expression, she felt she knew the answer to this one as well, call it a hunch.

Alice's smug expression immediately crumbled, replaced with a look of despair.

"I'm not worthy, I'm not even worthy to be in his presence, I'm not worthy to breathe his air, I'm not worthy to even imagine myself in his bed... I'm a hideous malformed freak... I'm an ungrateful waste of holes..."

Yoshiko got the sense if she didn't stop her talking, she'd go on like this for the better part of a year, besides, she now had the perfect tool to both keep Alice busy and ensure she couldn't become a problem for Yoshiko later. She kept a rather large bottle of neuro-depressants in her purse, they'd originally been in her apartment cupboard, but she'd moved them into her bag when she heard Alex was coming, it wouldn't do to have him find them while she wasn't around. If she could convince Alice to take them, that'd be a good use of the bottle, it'd get it out of her purse at least.

"Alice... I used to be unworthy too, a mere thinking waste of space, walking around like I had any right to think for myself, but I found something that can fix all your problems... If you want, I can show you what you can do to make yourself appealing to Alex..."

"What would you know exactly? You don't know anything, you're not a true believer..."

"Oh, Alice, but I am... let me come inside, I'll tell you what I've done, and what you can do." Yoshiko felt she'd have a better time convincing Alice in private, rather than awkwardly standing out the front of her house, plus, fewer potential witnesses.

"Okay, fine... I would be a poor slave if I wasn't willing to try... but if you say anything about free will or independence, I will end you."

Yoshiko's smile was bright "Wouldn't dream of it."

The inside of Alice's house was more-or-less exactly what Yoshiko was expecting at this point, for every photo of Alex Rachel had on the walls, Alice had 20, and a few on the floor for good measure.

"So, what makes you think you've become worthy of Alex, what makes you think you're not still a worthless independent being?" Alice's stare was cold, she expected an immediate answer, and Yoshiko had the sense she'd respond violently to anything less.

Yoshiko had thought of a good answer. "Right now, I'm Yoshiko... free-spirit... a bitch who feels the need to hide her holes... someone with opinions of my own... but I can tell you how I'm changing that... how you can change yourself..."

Yoshiko pulled out the bottle of neuro-depressants she had in her pocket and passed them to Alice.

"These are... what exactly are you suggesting?"

"Simple, Alice... Alex would never fuck you, or me in our present state, you know that... but what if you and I were no longer ourselves?"

"I... I'm listening..." Alice's eyes were filled with glee... she was annoyed she hadn't thought of it, to truly be Alex's meant her mind obviously had to go.

"You were correct earlier... you are disgusting... unusable... a waste of flesh..."

Alice's eyes began to tear up, she could refute none of it.

"But the solution is simple, isn't it? If Alice is nothing but an amalgamation of ugliness, a name which inspires revulsion in Alex's heart... You simply need to make both him and yourself forget that you've ever been Alice... you need to become his, mind body and soul... take these pills, they'll make it hard to think, and make you much more... suggestible, and then you can condition yourself until nothing is left of who you are now... and Alex might be willing to fuck you, provided he doesn't know who you once were... I'll cover for you, introduce you as someone else, and you'll be his to fuck till he gets bored."

"If only Jiggly had made it this easy for me." Yoshiko internally mused she sensed Alice was going to train herself to perfection, and she wouldn't have to lift a finger.

Yoshiko loved everything about this plan, it was hot to imagine Alice brainwashing herself. But there was also a practical element if she passes Alice off to Alex as a nobody to Alex, then she could let him fuck her without any risk of him leaving her to go stay with Alice. Not that Alex and Alice were ever especially close, if anything, Alice was closer to her than him, but it felt good to take precautions.

"You're lying to me, aren't you!" Alice's unsteadily screeched.

Yoshiko stepped back a bit, she felt she'd closed the deal there, shit.

"What do you mean, my fellow slut in training?"

"You've not taken these pills, you're just a filthy free-minded thinker!"

Yoshiko had the perfect answer to this.

"Give me the bottle, and I'll take as many as you want me to, to prove my devotion to our beloved master."

Alice was sceptical, Yoshiko had come around to Alex's worship too fast, in her mind, it'd only been a week since she'd been calling Alice a boy-crazed nutjob... were the pills fake? She'd need to test.

"Okay... I want you to take 10... the back of the packet says more than 3 a day, may leave you unable to count, permanently. So, prove it to me, are you devoted to master, Yoshiko?"

Yoshiko held out her hand, Alice removed the cap from the bottle, counted out 11 pills and handed 10 of them to her, Yoshiko swallowed them one by one, leaving her mouth open, and making sure Alice could see them go down her throat.

I really hope my immunity works for this large a dose, otherwise, this is going to be more-or-less the end of my life... deep breaths, you can do this, you've drunk parties worth of wine by yourself and felt nothing, you'll be fine.

Yoshiko finished the last pill before Alice finally started to change her expression from one of contempt to, one of joy.

"A true believer... someone other than me who understands the truth of Alex's greatness..."

It'd been less than 10 minutes since she'd first spoken to Alice, and Yoshiko was already primed to tell her to shut up, it was painfully obvious that she wasn't really programmed to like anything specific about Alex, it was just generic worship that Alex had filled her head with, and it was downright tedious to listen to.

"But before you leave, I want to test that these pills do as you say..." Alice popped the 1 remaining pill she'd taken out into her mouth and swallowed.

They sat in silence for 10 minutes while Alice waited to feel the effects until Alice felt her brain begin to noticeably cloud.

"So, you were telling the truth... these will make me stupid... these will make me desirable to master?"

Yoshiko's eyes held nothing but cruelty and anticipation as she planned her words. "They'll make you stupid, yes... but to truly break yourself, you need to re-educate yourself... only one person can truly unmake you... now... are you devoted to master, Alice?"

Alice's words were full of desperation. "I will do anything, ANYTHING!!!"

Yoshiko gave a smile. "Good, good, then I'll be back here soon, possibly in a week, maybe more, maybe less... when I return, you need to be ready, do you not try and bother master before you've properly conditioned yourself... do you understand."

Alice's eyes had teared up, and her voice was shaking as she responded. "I'm... I'm sorry for everything I said to you last week, you've been so kind, thank you... for finally giving me a way to become worthy of master..."

"Sure... take the pills, I'll be back eventually to collect you, and showcase you to master... don't bother me until then, I have my own conditioning to do."

Yoshiko quickly left Alice's apartment, she'd burned another time today already, and she didn't really want to continue talking to Alice, in a sense, she had been telling the truth when she said she had her own conditioning to do, she needed to more accurately understand what made Alex tick, what he'd respond well to, how to make him happy, once she had that, she could chip away at Olivia's dominance in his mind.

One of the only things Yoshiko knew about his personality so far was he had admirable self-control, but he obviously had to be a sexual deviant to have the god of lust's corpse resonate with him, right? That's what Yoshiko was hoping because if it was just depraved sex acts, Yoshiko could satisfy that itch for him, she'd do whatever it took if he wanted money or something Yoshiko didn't have, that'd be a problem...

Today would be their first real day together, and Yoshiko could feel the pressure to perform, she had less than a month till Olivia returned, and things could possibly get much harder if he decided to return to his apartment, so she needed to cover as much ground as possible, as quickly as possible.

She'd steeled her nerves, she'd be home in around five minutes, the day was mostly gone, it was six o'clock, but there was still time, assuming he was still there...

Yoshiko's apartment.

Alex had returned to Yoshiko's apartment after going shopping, the walk had been much longer than he anticipated, it looked quick, but it involved a million road crossings with pedestrian lights that only went off once every two minutes, what should have taken 10 minutes took an hour and a bit each way. If there was a next time, he was taking the car. He'd been carrying six heavy shopping bags on the way back and felt he'd done his exercise for the week, if not a month.

As Yoshiko's house had been lacking just about everything, he'd purchased just about everything he could think of as a thank-you gift, he kept having this unnerving feeling that the other shoe was going to drop, and doing Yoshiko's shopping for her dissuaded that feeling, and made him feel like he wasn't just freeloading off Yoshiko's generosity.

He'd been unpacking the shopping when he heard Yoshiko finally return.

Yoshiko had made some plans for what she was going to say to Alex when she returned, and she immediately forgot all of them when she saw the bags full of food.

Alex saw Yoshiko just staring blankly at his shopping, not saying a word. Had he done something wrong?

"Welcome back, I thought I'd get you some food as a thanks for letting me stay the night, I don't really know what you like so I just sort of bought everything I could think of... are you okay? Is... is this a problem?"

Yoshiko's mind was racing with delight.

"Food! Honest-to-goodness food, not shitty ramen, so much of it..." Yoshiko had eaten almost nothing but ramen for the better part of three months now, ever since she'd become aware of how rapidly both her and Rebecca's savings were running out paying for this apartment, the rent was slightly more than her earnings, and that's before you factor in electricity and other expenses, Jiggly contributed nothing at this point, and she couldn't move out, because Jiggly was the primary renter, she'd need to terminate the lease with the landlord in person, and she sure as shit couldn't let the landlord see Rebecca in her current state, that felt like it could only end badly.

Finally, she'd eat something fit for human consumption, and it didn't cost her a penny. There was an issue though, she needed every advantage she could get over Olivia, and it wouldn't be good to set a precedent that Alex should be in any way compensating her.

As far as Alex was concerned, he should see her as the girl who makes his every dream come true, and asks for literally nothing in return, bar being allowed to be near him and feed him dirty stories, if she accepted this, would he start believing that he owed her whenever she did anything else for him? That wasn't ideal, ideally, Yoshiko wanted Alex to see her as the literal perfect girlfriend, the kind who provided him everything he ever wanted, emotionally, sexually, even financially, she'd let him do whatever he wanted, she wouldn't just let him fuck other women, she'd provide the women and shout cheering words of encouragement as he ploughed deep into another woman's cunt.

Even with all these concessions, she still feared Olivia... there was too much history between them, too much goodwill, too much chemistry, combined with the fact Alex didn't seem particularly corruptible, the chance Alex would leave, taking his gift with him was high... there would be no second chance, the odds of her finding another person with the power to warp reality to her whims were almost non-existent, this was her only chance, and experiencing the joys of warping reality had been the main thing keeping her going through the past six gruelling months of employment, she could not lose, she would not lose, even if the words she was about to say would fill her heart with despair, at having rejected her only lifeline against economic despair.

"I'll pay you back for the groceries." Yoshiko felt terror enter her heart as she spoke those words, most of the products didn't even seem store-brand, he'd bought high quality, and therefore high price, add to that it'd be an insult to lowball her estimate of his expenditure...

"Uh, about 500 dollars do I owe you?"

"Yoshiko... that's an order of magnitude more than I spent, and you're not paying me back, because I'm the one paying you back... it's a weird feedback loop if you then pay me, you know what I mean?"

Alex was making a joke, while Yoshiko was internally panicking over whether she should persist... it wouldn't be good to bug him... but taking from him recontextualised their relationship into a transactional one... Yoshiko found a solution, she'd have to buy him something expensive as a thank you, that'd clear her debt... She tried hard not to think about her bank balance after she did so.

"Any rate, speaking of gifts, if you're interested, I bought the ingredients to make spaghetti Bolognese, I'd like to cook for you, if it's alright with you?" Alex was giving her a warm smile, oblivious to how effectively he was making Yoshiko squirm.

Spaghetti Bolognese sounded like absolute heaven to Yoshiko's ears right now, although at this point, dried crackers with no toppings were a luxury food item to her, so her standards were low, still, she needed to shift responsibility, she wasn't going to beat Olivia by being a normal friend, or even a normal girlfriend, nobody could beat Olivia just by being normal, let alone in a months' time, she needed to speedrun his affections.

"It'd shame me to trouble you, let me do it, relax, watch some TV, I'll handle everything, okay?" Yoshiko gave her best approximation of a sincere smile.

"If you'd like, we could cook together, I'd appreciate you telling me where the cookware is, come to think of it." Alex returned Yoshiko's smile.

Shit. If she argued too hard to get him out of the kitchen, it'd probably seem suspicious. She wasn't going to drug him, but it'd not be good to make him paranoid of her for any reason, if he put any serious effort into investigating her, a lot of the skeletons in her closet would come pouring out. This wasn't a big issue; it was at least an opportunity to interact with him.

Yoshiko had the idea to maybe strip down, and cook with him in nothing but an apron, but realised the fatal flaw in her plan quickly, she didn't own an apron, and doing it completely naked seemed a lot less sexy, a bit try-hard even, she wanted to present herself with more class and desirability than that, at least initially.

That wasn't necessarily a huge issue, it might be best to save his first experience with her complete nudity till later tonight, and she'd buy an apron later, maybe make it a regular thing, just another perk for him to enjoy, for as long as he stays with her.

Eventually, Yoshiko conceded, and they spent just under half an hour preparing a Bolognese sauce, and some moderately priced pasta, they were both still somewhat awkward around each other, and Yoshiko felt that food prep wasn't the best time to try anything sexy, besides, Yoshiko was a poor cook when focusing, so if she burnt the dish, she'd look bad in front of Alex, which was best avoided, to the best of her ability, she wanted her numerous flaws to be well out of sight, so she cooked, paid attention to the dish, and during the occasional quiet moments when Alex was re-reading the recipe, she'd talk about how nice it was to be spending time with him, she wasn't sure the type of flattery he best responded to, so simply affirming she liked spending time with him was her best bet for now.

Eventually, the dish was done, and they served the dish out, Jiggly was still in Yoshiko's wardrobe, and Yoshiko felt she wanted the night to herself, so she didn't make any effort to get her out to have dinner with them, she'd taught Jiggly how to make ramen, and as far as Yoshiko was concerned, this food was all hers...

"Now that I think about it, it's kind of strange Jiggly learned how to make ramen so easily, yet every time I teach her how to sexily strip, or masturbate for an audience, she goes full liquid brain... maybe there's still a chaste girl in that mush brain, one who just can't understand the seductive arts..."

Yoshiko was a messy eater by nature but she wanted to portray herself as a classy and dignified lady, it'd help contrast her sluttiness, and make her seem that much more appealing, the issue was she had no idea what dignified eating actually looked like, every family she'd ever had was a strong proponent of the "stuff as much as you can in your mouth and start chewing" school of etiquette. So, Yoshiko held her fork in a way that felt weird and impractical, and therefore classy, before she began eating.