The next day was mostly dull for Veronica, but she had no idea how much her luck would begin to change during the evenings. She spent hours searching for job opportunities, but most of them were either something she wasn’t qualified for or something like fast food, which she felt would make those around her think she wasn’t taking her situation seriously. She was feeling a little discouraged, and despite Evelyn apparently having some interest in her she was sad about learning that Elias fucked Brianna while he’d never given her that kind of attention. She was admittedly jealous, but she did also think it was kind of hot. She’d never thought of it that way before, but she would indulge it, all while remaining unaware that this feeling had been implanted.

Late in the afternoon she would filter out every job she’d already applied for or that she was unqualified to do. She’d been turned down by any of them she’d followed up on so far, and after selecting the website’s filters her feed was now mostly filled with offers for cleaning crews. She stared blankly at the screen for a few minutes when she realized most of these listing were for hotel maids. She did see one odd exception, a position for a waitress at some sort of new upscale bar, but it required employees to wear a bunny suit and go through some sort of “customer service re-education program” upon hire. Veronica thought that it sounded like a scam, and for some reason felt disappointed in the reality it probably was one. Not that she believed she could pull that outfit off but intrusive thought of herself working there only for her friends to walk in began taking over her mind as she stared at the listing. After saving it she would finally will herself to close the laptop. She had spent a full day on job hunting anyway, and while she was becoming discouraged tried to maintain a good attitude. “Maybe there will be some new ones tomorrow,” she said to herself out loud as she looked at Brianna. For a moment she thought about how fortunate she was that she never had to worry about this sort of thing.

Elias and Sabrina were almost home now, and they both wanted to hang out with Veronica, finding some free time for the remainder of the week while they prepared for a much needed vacation. Veronica couldn’t picture them slowing down, imagining them still checking emails and investment accounts between dinners and sightseeing, but at the very least they’d be away from board meetings and offices for a little while. The couple would be heading out Friday afternoon, and would be gone until the second following Monday. This would provide them with the remainder of most the week’s evenings to spend time with Veronica, catching up more than they were able to at dinner Monday night. Veronica felt strange about having this place to herself for that long. It was so big, and there would no one around but the servants to try and socialize with. It seemed she would be able to get away from it by spending this weekend with Evelyn at least. Her heart fluttered with the thought of that despite any warnings her gut feelings were trying to provide. With her lack of memory when it came to the way Evelyn had programmed her, Veronica’s conscious mind would manifest her feelings on the businesswoman as a simple crush, and interpret their behavior around each other to just be fueled by sexual tension. A tension that made Veronica desperate for release.

In the evenings Veronica would partake in drinks with her friends. She wasn’t sure who began flirting first as their inhibitions fell away. Was something said when telling past stories about crushes, fashion choices, and youthful mischief? Was it when Elias told Veronica that she just hadn’t found the right man or woman to handle her energy yet? She remembered lamenting her single status only for that to become a topic for awhile. She wasn’t happy about that one, but couldn’t find it in her to speak up once it started. Was it when Sabrina agreed with Elias, before mumbling something about Evelyn potentially being that person due to the way they instantly attached to each other at the restaurant?  Elias seemed to take it as a challenge. Veronica couldn’t hear exactly what he said, but was drawn deeper into the conversation immediately. 

“Oh? Is that jealousy I’m hearing?” Sabrina had a devious look about her now, and would say something that made any questions Veronica’s mind was trying to form about this conversation melt away with excitement. “If you like her that way we could always include her in some of our fun. I just had no idea you felt so strongly.” Sabrina had always been amused by the friendly rivalry between Elias and Evelyn. It was more than the typical sibling rivalry. It was something which kept them at their best at all times in the world they operated in, at times even pretending to feud publicly to draw attention to new products and services, while ultimately both profiting. 

“Maybe you’ll just have to get me in uniform before she does,” Veronica said, her inhibitions slipping away with each sip of her cocktail, but her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest. Why did she have to say that? It was like the words just fell out of her mouth automatically, like something triggered them to, or like she was programmed to say them.

”Be careful around Evelyn. She plays with her food so to speak, but I do think she may genuinely be into you,” Sabrina would reply while grinning at Elias as if she were trying to rile him up a little. “I had no idea you were so kinky,” she continued with a laugh as she would look at Veronica and shift in her seat to make sure that Veronica had a good view of her cleavage in the low cut shirt she’d changed into since coming home. “Elias and I are checking out a new club soon. The waitresses wear latex and leather bunny suits. You should come. If you’re into that sort of thing anyway.” 

”Maybe I’ll have you in yours again” Elias replied with a smirk, messing with his wife in return, “you could wear a mask if you’re worried about anyone seeing you. No one would have to know that their drinks were actually being served by such an amazing businesswoman.”

“You know maybe Veronica could work there, and we could just let her stay here. I think my outfit would fit her.” Sabrina said with another devious look. “It could be a fun release for me and all, but I doubt I’d ever have the time. Besides, she has more experience serving drinks, if that house party story you two told me about is any indication. Why didn’t I know about that until tonight? We could have used her at that last get together we had. The one with the, you know, what’s that actor’s name?”

Elias would shrug as he finished his drink. “It just never came up until tonight. I still don’t know how my parents never found out about that,” he said in reference to a story told earlier in the night about his first year of college, in which he accessed a family vacation home without permission to throw a party. Much to Veronica’s embarrassment, she’d been reminded that she had agreed to serving drinks at the party, since no one from that Ivy League school would recognize her anyway. She imagined herself serving drinks at a get together here. It would likely be a crowd of business tycoons, celebrities, and politicians. People out of her league. People who would never give her attention unless she were serving them. She wondered if she’d have had to wear a uniform, and if it would have led to her friends seeing her differently, as they had with Brianna. Her thoughts began to fade into her drinks after that, with her not remembering much else.

Wednesday was boring again until the couple came home, but the night would be largely the same as the previous one. More reminiscing. More talks about future plans. More hyping each other up. The couple wouldn’t let Veronica downplay her skills, intelligence, or her looks. For a brief moment she wondered why they couldn’t just let her vent, but then she felt happy they wouldn’t let her tear herself down, even if it meant she was conforming to their opinions of her rather than allowing herself her own. 

Veronica was feeling good about herself after the session of the couple hyping her up and began doing little things like fetching drinks for them, which meant they didn’t need to summon a maid and could have more privacy. Sabrina had subconsciously picked up on her friend’s submissive tendencies in the past, but over these past couple of nights they were becoming far less subtle. Veronica felt Sabrina’s hand smack her ass as she stood up to get another round. She knew the couple saw other people on occasion and had threesomes, but they’d never acted like this with her before. Maybe it was the alcohol leading the trio towards decision they’d never make normally, but Veronica was just happy to get that sort of attention from her friends. The happiness turned to excitement when she realized the more Sabrina seemed to play into it the more Elias would join in. She loved when he told her his drink order. She loves when he told her what to do. Whether it was tonight, giving her advice, or any time she helped him on a project. There was just something about it that always felt right. 

Veronica lost herself in thought a little about how different their worlds really were. Of the three Porter siblings Elias was the only one who had attended a public school, and aside from some shared hobbies it seemed this was the only thing he and Veronica really had in common. Even when he’d once been asked if he wanted to switch to a private school in their teenage years, he turned it down with the reasoning that he needed to be able to relate to the common person on some level if he was going to be successful, and Veronica wondered for a moment if such long term thinking meant more to him back then than the idea of missing his friends. She couldn’t feel upset by the idea. It was as if someone had dug into her brain and rewired which emotions she could feel about their differences, and instead of feeling upset by the idea of being disposable if she weren’t so often useful to him she found herself feeling lucky to even get to be around him. Besides, he’d never treated her like she was only around due to some perceived use, so she chalked it up to hurting her own feelings by thinking too much. When she thought too much and formed her own opinions she just tore herself down, but when she confirmed to Elias and Sabrina’s thoughts and opinions, she felt good. Why think so much?

”Hey, Elias,” Veronica began as she returned, giving the couple their drinks before sitting down.

”Don’t worry I’m pouring you another shot too.” He said lightheartedly, keeping a bottle of expensive tequila on the table so he could easily pour shots for the trio between the cocktails Veronica found herself fetching.

“Obviously,” she said, “I didn’t think you were going to drink it all yourself! I wanted to pitch an idea.”

”If it’s another one of your brilliant marketing ideas I’m not letting you turn down making money off of it this time.” His tone was lighthearted but he seemed serious, and like he felt somewhat guilty for not making Veronica take some of the money when she helped him with his first business idea, or for any of the other times she’d given him one.

”Maybe she actually does want to work at that new bar. I may have to actually disguise myself and join if she does.” Sabrina joked as she sipped her cocktail. “It could be fun for the two of us.”

”Sort of. Not that exactly though. I mean, tomorrow night, what if I wore that? It’s your last night before your trip, so you’re officially on vacation, and you’re doing me a huge favor letting me stay here.” Veronica tried not to laugh about the idea of Sabrina joining her.

”I promise me helping you is never transactional. You’re one of the most supportive people in my life and I know you would do the same for me if our lives were reversed.” Elias said as they all did their tequila shot together.

”That’s why I want to,” she said without considering why this felt more instinctual than a conscious decision, as she remained unaware of her programming. “You two deserve a nice evening, and I saw the way both of your eyes lit up when the idea of me wearing one of those outfits came up. Let me serve you, please, just for one evening. You know how much I love doing things for you, and unknown to herself gave a facial expression that made it look like she was begging, “Sir.” 

Elias had always downplayed everything she did for him as just a favor, an act of friendship, and while he appreciated that reframing it as an act of service would spark some newfound attraction. Though it may have merely intensified something already there he’d never considered. Meanwhile, Sabrina was openly excited about the prospect, squealing with excitement about how cute Veronica would look. 

The next evening came quickly, with Veronica being presented a letter from her “Master and Mistress” for the evening, though that information was only contained within as to keep it private from even Brianna. She was to open a package which accompanied the letter and tell Brianna to help her put on a new outfit, which she was to claim she ordered online. She’d just tell Brianna it was for a job interview, and she actually had given in to applying to that new bar earlier in the day so she wasn’t necessarily lying. She assumed she would be hired immediately if Sabrina let her borrow it for a potential interview. Her next directive was to parade herself through the house on the way to their theater room, where she was to prepare and wait for them. She was a little surprised by how confident she felt in the black latex tightly hugging her body.

As she prepared the theater room, getting snacks and alcohol ready as well as the movies queued up, Veronica noticed that one of them was a romantic comedy. In a way it made her feel like a third wheel, but then she remembered she’d offered to be that. They’d be cuddling and kissing while she served them, and they’d probably fuck later, while she’d likely be back in the guest bedroom. She’d try to ignore finding that hot and attempt to focus on finishing preparations. Then she would kneel by the luxurious reclining love seat the couple would be sitting in. She hadn’t been instructed to do so, but felt compelled to for reasons she couldn’t understand. From the second she’d put this outfit on she found herself feeling extremely submissive, and couldn’t think much about anything else.

“Oh Veronica, what a lovely servant you’re going to be for us!” Sabrina said, though she used a lighthearted tone and rushed over to hug Veronica, indicating that in her mind this was likely just a fun one off thing. “You really look amazing by the way. Honey, what do you think?” she asked as she turned and gave Elias a kiss. 

Veronica thought this may be the only time she had seen her best friend speechless, noticing the growing bulge in his pants and saying, “tonight I exist only to take care of anything you desire. I am at your service.”

“Careful” Sabrina would say with a flirtatious look, “you might just become our personal maid if you keep acting like this.” 

“God, you’d look amazing in that uniform too, servant.” Elias would say. It didn’t carry the same tone he used towards or in reference to Brianna, but rather one of flirtation and indulgence between three people who had just discovered some attraction to each other and some shared kinks over the past couple of evenings.

Veronica felt herself drawn to his dominant presence unlike ever before. Paired with those mesmerizing green eyes she stood no chance. “Just tell me when,” she would pause before looking up at him as if she were begging for his control, “Master.” 

”No need to rush. We have all night,” Sabrina would say as she let herself fall into the loveseat. She would smile at Elias, patting his seat before snapping her fingers at Veronica. “Fetch us some drinks. You should already know what we like.” 

Without missing a beat Veronica obeyed. “Yes Mistress.” It came out automatically, accompanied by feeling like her body was obeying on its own, like a puppeteer stood high above her controlling her with strings as she walked over to the bar. 

”You know I’ve never realized it but she seems. How do I even say it?” Sabrina tried keeping her voice quiet as Elias sat down and began cuddling while the movie started. “you ever think, you know, maybe she would-“

Elias interrupted. “Want to be ours?? I think there’s more for her than that.”

Veronica should have felt upset overhearing this conversation, but she remained obedient with a smile on her face. Any resistance seemed to be pushed aside or Judo thrown by thoughts like “please don’t believe there’s more for me anymore,” and images of her in uniform standing next to Brianna at attention while awaiting commands. The couple had no idea that this little game was just reinforcing the programming Veronica had unknowingly been instilled with, or that she had ever even been hypnotized. She slowly began falling into a headspace similar to trance, although she maintained more awareness than she did in Evelyn’s trances. 

“Okay, I’ll give you that she does seem extremely happy and eager. I don’t think I’ve seen her this confident in herself, or this open before. I’m still not going to ask that of her though.” Elias continued as he observed Veronica cheerfully making their drinks. 

”Would you feel bad because her feelings for you mean she agrees to anything you say?” While Sabrina had a subconscious awareness of Veronica’s tendencies she hadn’t really pieced them together until now, but she was aware of how much she loved Elias. 

”I just want her to make her own decision, like Brianna ultimately did. If she comes to us about it I’d be happy to provide her with that if it’s what she really wants. It just wouldn’t be fair of me to ask. Honestly it’s because you’re right. She’s always been like that.” Veronica’s tendencies has clicked long ago for Elias, but he didn’t want to assume she was like Brianna, who wanted nothing more in life than to serve while being treated like a household appliance at best. His wife enjoyed games like this sometimes too, but it wasn’t like she wanted to bind herself to anyone outside of those brief moments. 

”Fair enough. I just think she’s been miserable out there, and I’ve been telling you she’s in been madly in love with you for years. I saw it immediately, and it’s really part of why I almost didn’t pursue you, but then she of all people convinced me. She said we were a perfect match and she knew how much you liked me. She was just so,” she would pause and think for a moment as she considered just how giving Veronica was, “you should have seen how sincere she was. It was adorable in a way. She just wants you happy, and look at her, no jealousy. She has a smile on her face while giving us a romantic evening and acting like our slave.” She would then whisper in his ear trying to get him going, “your simping, cuckquean bestie is so in love she practically worships you. You’d never have another one as loyal or obedient as her.”

Elias looked at how eager and happy Veronica was as she brought their drinks on a serving tray. The couple had been pregaming before they entered, and so Sabrina’s whisper was more like talking at normal volume. While Veronica’s stomach twisted just a little at the prospect of committing to a lifetime of service to her best friend, her heart raced as a rush of euphoria flowed through her. Her thoughts began to melt as she focused on three specific words.

”Simp. Cuckquean. Slave.” She thought. A part of her, an imagined inner self, attempted to scream that she was worth more than becoming a slave to her friend only to immediately be attacked by an imagined Evelyn who pinned the “inner” pleading Veronica to the ground. “Thank you Mistress” she thought to herself, as if to show gratitude to the imaginary Evelyn her mind had conjured up for correcting any resistance in this moment. In the first moment during her stay here that her subconscious and conscious would show signs of aligning, “Simp. Cuckquean. Slave” would repeat in the background of her mind indefinitely as she fell further into a dreamlike state. She felt robotic, in a way, but she felt happier than she could ever remember feeling. Every “good girl” reinforced her happiness in this role while they enjoyed their evening together. Every command drove her deeper into a state of blissful obedience.

Elias was clearly enjoying this as well, and Veronica would internally beg for the opportunity to take care of what was going on between his legs. At some point, as they were deciding whether or not to watch a third movie, Elias would leave for a bathroom break.

”Does it not bother you, servant?” Sabrina asked when she was certain he was out of earshot. Despite what Elias thought she wanted to get some clarity on Veronica’s feelings.

”What do you mean, Mistress?” Veronica was currently massaging Sabrina’s feet, feeling powerless before her, even if the question caught her so off guard that it brought her back to self awareness for a moment.

“I see the way you look at him, you know, and yet you’re why we’re together. Now look at you. Serving us while we enjoy a romantic evening. Does it not hurt, seeing the man you love with someone else? Serving the woman you pushed him towards? You were even so eager when I asked you to be one of my bridesmaids, and honestly you did so much to make sure the wedding was perfect.”

”I just want him to be happy, Mistress, and you’re perfect for him. I could never live up to-”

”To what? My success? Veronica you’re not going to start downplaying yourself again and declaring me the superior woman now are you? Like some sort of cuckquean? What, was your role in my wedding an act of submission to me?”

”I- Mistress, I-“

”It’s okay my sweet girl. I’m not judging if that’s the case. If you wanted to be like this all the time you’d be our favorite servant. We both adore you. 

“I- I- I am- your-“ Veronica’s brain seemed to snap out of trance just a little with this conversation, but her programming ran deep. In a way Sabrina was right. Veronica had always simped for Elias, and cheered him on with others despite wanting him, often playing matchmaker in an attempt to make sure he got with whoever he was interested in.  In a way she’d always been his willing lackey, and she began to question how he actually viewed her. 

”yes?” Sabrina smiled, leaning down and stroking under Veronica’s chin.

“your simping little cuckquean. You are the superior woman. You deserve him, and I understand my place.” She melted as Sabrina stroked under her chin like that, and saying that out loud felt amazing.

”Good girl” Sabrina said with smug satisfaction. “You’re coming to bed with us. It’s a shame we can’t have you serve us on our romantic getaway. As much as I’d love to have you walking behind me and carrying my shopping bags through Rome and Paris I think you should wear that for Evelyn while we’re gone. You can tell me all about it when we get back.”

Veronica blushed and shook, though she couldn’t tell if it was from fear or pleasure anymore. “Yes Mistress,” she said, bowing her head. It felt good to call Sabrina that. 

”Good girl. You’ll spend the weekend with her tomorrow through Sunday night, correct?”

Veronica was no longer so terrified of Evelyn, but couldn’t deny her awe when in the woman’s commanding presence, and felt that she would be happy to please her too. “Yes Mistress. Someone has to give me orders while you’re gone.” 

“Come,” Sabrina said as she attached a leash to Veronica’s collar, “crawl behind me. I’ll have a maid clean up. You aren’t one. Not yet.”

As Elias returned Sabrina would give him a smug look before heading towards the bedroom. Veronica wondered what he must think, seeing her like this, and what the maids would think. Did they think? They passed by Brianna on the way, and Veronica lowered her head hoping she didn’t notice. As they made it to the bedroom Elias would undress and sit on the bed, while Sabrina would whisper in Veronica’s ear, “go on. It’s time to please your Master.” 

Something flipped in Veronica’s brain as she heard Elias referred to as her Master. She thought she’d heard of him referred to as her Master before tonight, but wasn’t sure where. It still felt like a whip against her mind forcing her to obey and Immediately she would begin sucking her best friend’s dick.

After a moment of Sabrina making out with Elias she would pull back for a moment, telling him not to cum. “This could be normal. Look how she lives to serve.”

”yes Master! Yes Mistress! I live to serve!” Veronica thought to herself. She felt like she was no longer in control of her body but she didn’t need to be. The excitement, the years of wanting him, and unbeknownst to her Evelyn’s programming, all of it became the driving force of her existence. She had no purpose tonight but obeying him and Sabrina. She wanted it to be her only purpose. 

”I’m telling you she’s trainable,” Sabrina continued as she snapped her fingers “servant. You will touch yourself while your Master fucks me. Don’t look away. I want you to see how he fucks me, and feel good about being the one who caused it.” She would then tie Veronica’s leash to the bed frame. 

”yes Mistress.” Veronica was disappointed she wouldn’t be fucked tonight, but then felt grateful for what she’d been allowed. She obeyed as she watched the pair, thinking about how Sabrina was likely better at it anyway, and how she could never be like her. She was told she could have an orgasm after Sabrina did, but this led to two contradictory commands, even if she had no conscious awareness of being told the one in Evelyn’s limo would be her last one for awhile. She couldn’t process what happened, as she collapsed and shook with an overwhelming sexual pleasure that couldn’t end but wasn’t quite what she’d been told to have, before being given the honor of sleeping at the foot of the bed while the couple fell asleep in each others arms. In reality Veronica had shut down, and her mind was having a difficult time coming to as the contradiction in orders seemed to break something in her. 

The following morning the three would have the shared experience of migraines due to the hangover. “You’re so kinky Veronica,” Sabrina would say, though she admittedly didn’t remember any of the conversation with Elias about Veronica belonging to them eventually. “Maybe we don’t tell Evelyn about this. I think she’ll be a little jealous since I think she really likes you. Plus if you two get together this whole thing would be a mess to explain” she said with an amused tone. “Here, I’m going to let you borrow some nice outfits to wear while you spend time with her. You can take the bunny suit too, but I want you to impress her in other ways. She’s into people who dress well.” With that, she would unhook the leash and take the collar off of Veronica.

Veronica, however, simply nodded and followed along. She seemed to be stuck in an infinite loop in which commands drove her to feel just on the edge of orgasm immediately but she couldn’t achieve it. She couldn’t form a single coherent thought. She couldn’t even think about how she didn’t need to think. 

“Now I know you can’t afford that.” Evelyn would say of the nice outfit Sabrina has let her borrow, but was confused by a lack of response as Veronica stared blankly ahead. “It looks good on you though, I can at least admit to that.” Evelyn gave a confused look as Veronica still didn’t respond. Pausing for a moment she would wave a hand in front of the unresponsive Veronica before commanding her to kneel. When Veronica obeyed immediately Evelyn would consult a book she had on hypnosis.

”Did you ever receive a contradictory command?” Evelyn asked while gazing down at her. “Nevermind, I’m not even sure you can form a thought to answer right now. Up.” The businesswoman would sigh in annoyance as Veronica obeyed before continuing. “Great, I have to break a feedback loop. That has to be what’s done this to you. Don’t worry, not that you’re even capable of that right now, since you’ve basically become a drone. You aren’t even capable of being alarmed by that right now!” Evelyn laughed out loud trying to find humor in the situation. “It’s something I can do, but when I reset you to before whatever occurred in the past 24 hours, you probably won’t remember anything.”

Veronica blankly stared ahead as the pleasure continued to grow in Evelyn’s mere presence. She had no wants. She had no thoughts. Only the instinct to obey her Mistress. Evelyn shook her head as she prepared to reset Veronica, placing her hands on each side of the new drone’s head. “This isn’t going to be pleasant when you come to. I truly am actually sorry about this one. Most people this happens to don’t find regaining humanity desirable.” She would begin to press on Veronica’s head, staring deeply into her eyes, “In fact, I find dedronifying someone to be a little cruel, even for me. Sure I could give you to my brother like this, but I think he’d still want the you he knows to be present, and it’s going to be so cute when it’s the most submissive version of you I can mold that bows down and begs to serve him for the rest of your life.”