The Perfect Wife by RedGoddess (WebArchive)

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“OK, so what’s supposed to happ…?”

Her mouth gaped open and her words ground to a halt.

Her hands fell to her side.

As her knees started to sag, he guided her to sit down on their bed.

He could see the pulsing pink light escaping from the side of the headset. She shuddered and he saw her hands raise to the headset at some points to try to take it off, but each time her fingers scrabbled impotently. A cry emerged from her lips but was cut off almost as soon as it started.

Her head fell forward. As instructed, he guided her to lie down, lifting her legs onto the bed.

At one point, her body spasmed, thrashing on the bed. They had warned him that it would be somewhat distressing to watch, but that the results were worth it.

Across the black screen of the visor, a series of characters scrolled across.

• Commencing conversion
• Copying former identity
• Archiving
• Architecture mapping successful
• Assessing reprogramming strategy
• Obedience 2%
• Elapsed time 00:00:02:12

Soon her body stilled and the only movement was the flashing characters on the visor, and the pulsing pink light that escaped from the visor.

Suddenly she sat straight up. She placed her legs on the floor and stood up, hands at her side, head erect. She turned her head to him and spoke, her voice emotionless.

“Obedience 7%

Elapsed time 00:22:18:22

Our representatives are waiting outside to install the conditioning bay.”

Tariq went to the door of their apartment to let in the workers who were to install the bay. He was surprised to see two black clad women sweep into the apartment. Their long abayas covered all sign of their figures, their faces were concealed behind thick black niqabs and their hands were gloved. He wasn’t expecting to see female workers but their modest clothing made sense. After all Purdhex Corporation were committed to the ultimate in female modesty and obedience.

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