The Housekeeper - Chapter 48 Part 3 of 4

The Housekeeper

By Karen Singer

Chapter 48 Part 3 of 4

While her mother went to work, Carol nudged Susan Wu and nodded toward the table further back in the room where her school books were.  Susan motioned to the guards and they silently left the area as Janice had suggested they should.  Once she and Carol were back by the table she asked.  “You don’t want to stay closer and watch?”

Carol shook her head.  “From this point on, it gets pretty boring.  And if you watch too closely, you’ll probably get dizzy.”

“Dizzy?”

Carol nodded as she pulled up a chair at the other side of the table where she could still see her mother.  “Besides,” she said, “you’ve got two different cameras filming all this.  It’s probably better if you don’t pay too close attention.”

Susan looked back at Janice and her victim and saw the woman raising her arm, then lowering it again.  She looked back to Carol and saw her opening one of her school books.  “This is boring?” she asked.

“Trust me!” Carol replied as she opened her purse and extracted a pencil.

Susan pulled up a chair at the table next to Carol where she would be out of the way but could still watch.  Half an hour later, she was startled when Carol suddenly nudged her rather hard.  It took a moment for her to snap out of the bit of a stuper she had gone into.

“You alright?” Carol whispered.

“Fine now.  Thanks,” she replied.  Carol had been right.  It was fairly boring to watch, and the constant orders flying out of Janice’s mouth had somehow put her into a stupor.  It was hard to look away.  She couldn’t believe how fast Janice was giving the orders now… and how fast the Doctor was reacting to them.  But the one biggest thing she marveled at, was the fact that no matter what she said, no matter how fast things were going, Janice never once made a mistake.  She never once gave a command to move a limb in a direction that it couldn’t go!  She had no idea how Janice managed it.

She realized that Janice was now telling the Doctor far more than just commands to move her arms.  She was giving her almost hypnotic suggestions as well.  And then, with the Doctor finally sitting with her arms and legs all down, Janice stopped talking.  The Doctor’s face was totally blank as she stared straight ahead.  Susan got up from her seat so she could hear better.  She was suddenly nudged by Carol again.

“Here,” Carol whispered as she grabbed a thermos her mother had brought with her and poured some iced tea into a glass.  Take this to her.  I’m sure she needs it.”

Susan grabbed the glass of cold liquid.  She had no doubt that Janice probably needed the drink.  As quietly as she could she walked near Janice but stayed somewhat out of the way.  She was surprised to hear Janice talking with the Doctor about some kind of impenetrable wall.  And as Janice continued to tell the Doctor what she was somehow seeing in her mind, the Doctor was replying – as if the two were having a simple conversation.  But the Doctor’s face remained blank and empty.

Janice finished telling the doctor all about the impenetrable wall that she would always see whenever she stood up or sat down.  Before moving on to plant the suggestions that she would never be able to tell anyone what had happened to her, Janice noticed Susan standing off to the side with the glass of tea.  She backed away from the Doctor for a moment.  “That for me?” she whispered.

Susan just nodded and handed her the glass.  “Am I in the way here?” Susan asked.

“No,” Janice replied.  “You’re fine.  I’m just setting some protection controls now.”  She took a long drink from the glass before nodding her thanks to Susan for bringing it to her.  She took another drink and handed the glass back again.  “Can you get me my notebook from the table please?” Janice asked. 

Susan took the glass from her and nodded.  While Janice was again talking to the Doctor, Susan went to the table.  “You mother said she needs her notebook,” she said to Carol.

Carol quickly found it and passed it over to Susan.  Susan was tempted to quickly open it to read through it, but something stopped her.  “Can I look?” she asked Carol quietly.

“Go ahead,” Carol replied, “but it won’t do you much good.  Momma writes everything in code.”

“Code?” Susan asked as she opened the book and quickly thumbed through it.  She was shocked to see nothing but weird symbols on every page of the book.  Not even normal printed characters that could be read!  Talk about security!  Somewhat surprised by the code, she carried the book back to Janice.  It was only a minute before Janice finished talking with the Doctor and came back for her book.

“Thanks,” Janice whispered as she grabbed her notebook.  She opened it and thumbed through to where she had last written in it before heading back to the Doctor.  It was now time to set some controls in place that would change the Doctor’s life.  Controls that would allow the Doctor to do all the gambling she wanted.  But Janice had a feeling that the Doctor would quickly decide to put all her gambling behind her.

“Doctor Parker,” Janice said, “You’ve racked up an awful lot of gambling debts.  Haven’t you?”

“Yes,” came the wooden reply from the Doctor. 

“Debts that have placed you and your children in jeopardy,” Janice said.

The Doctor’s reply was slightly delayed, but again she said a simple, “Yes.”

“Doctor,” Janice said next, “do you love your children?”

“Yes!” Jessica replied quickly and firmly.

“And yet you continually ignore your kids and spend wild amounts of money that you don’t have, all to fill your need to gamble.”

This time, the Doctor made no reply.  “Doctor,” Janice said, “I find your lack of control and total disregard for your children to be nothing but reprehensible and childish!  You don’t seem to be able to find the moral conviction to stop this nonsense and your own children are suffering for it!  You haven’t even tried to get help to stop this problem!”

Again the Doctor made no reply, she just stared blankly ahead – as Janice expected her to.

“Therefore,” Janice said, “since you were so rude to me in your office and refused to even acknowledge that all your gambling debts were now owned by me…  And because you’ve ignored your duties as a mother and continually ignored your children, leaving them in the care of someone else while you so frivolously disregarded their welfare and squandered away your money…  And because your stupidity and inability to stop your gambling has given you a rather staggering amount of debt that you have no way of repaying…  I am sentencing you to the following punishment!”

It wasn’t much of a reaction, but Janice noted a change to the look on the Doctor’s face.  She looked more frightened now… or at least more concerned.

“Doctor,” Janice said, “since you’ve been behaving so childishly towards your life, I’m going to make you face that childishness head on!” 

Janice paused and moved around to the side of the woman in the chair and leaned down close to her ear.  “Doctor,” Janice said softly, “I want you to notice that right now you are feeling very relaxed.  Your whole body is very relaxed.  But even more so, you will now continue to relax your sphincter muscles.  You will continue to relax them, front and rear, until you can no longer hold your pee.  Since you must keep relaxing those muscles, you will have no way of holding your pee back.  Keep relaxing those muscles more and more.”  Janice had no trouble seeing the strong gush of pee come splashing out of the Doctor against the seat of the wooden chair.  The stream seemed to go everywhere from there.  “Keep relaxing those sphincter muscles!” Janice commanded.  “You may not tighten them again no matter how much you want to.”

The gushing pee slowed to a small trickle, then ended.  Obviously, the doctor should have taken advantage of the bucket earlier. 

“Very good, Doctor,” Janice said.  “Now that all those muscles in you are so relaxed, you’re going to keep them that way until I tell you when you can tighten them again.  As of now, it is completely impossible for you to tighten those sphincter muscles at all.  No matter how much you want to, you have no ability at all to tighten those muscles or control yourself.  As of right now, Doctor, you are completely incontinent.  You have no more ability to control your bladder or bowels than a tiny baby.  Do you understand?”

The doctor nodded.  “Yes,” she said woodenly.  But Janice noted the bit of forlornness in her voice.  Good!  

“Now Doctor,” Janice said, “since we’ve got that one part of you acting so babyishly, we’re going to let you experience some other babyish sensations as well.  Starting right now, Doctor, you have a very strong need to suck on something, so stick your thumb in your mouth and suck on it.”  She watched as the doctor did just that.  “Before you get home tonight, Doctor, you are going to buy yourself several pacifiers.  From now on, you will keep one near you at all times.  You will prefer the pacifiers over your thumb.  You will also buy yourself several baby bottles.  As long as you’re incontinent and acting so childishly, you will find that it will be impossible for you to drink out of anything but a baby bottle without spilling it.  No matter what, no matter where!  The only way you can drink anything at all as long as you are acting childishly, is from a baby bottle!

Janice backed away and moved in front of her again… well out of the way of where her pee had scattered.  “Now I’m sure Doctor, that since you’ve had two babies of your own, that you know pretty well how babies behave.  You know what they are capable of doing and what they can’t do.  You Doctor, as much as your situation will allow, are going to behave like a total baby until you’re allowed to act grown up again.  When you’re working, or when you absolutely must do things that only an adult can do, you will be able to do those things just fine.  You won’t be hindered very much at all by these restrictions, but at all other times, you will be bound by these restrictions and will only be able to do what a baby can do and nothing else. 

“However, Doctor, even when you are able to act mostly as an adult, such as when you’re working, you will still remain totally incontinent and you will still have an all too strong need for your pacifier.  You may remove and hide the pacifier while you’re working with clients, but between each client you will have to spend a few minutes sucking on it again before that need diminishes enough for you to remove it. At all other times, your need for that pacifier will be so strong that you will be unable to remove it from your mouth except for eating and drinking… and when you’re drinking, as you already know, you will still be sucking on something since you will be restricted to using baby bottles from now on.

“I wonder how your children will feel seeing you behaving this way Doctor?  Instead of you needing a babysitter for your kids, if they leave the house, they’re going to have to find a baby sitter for you!  Your own children will probably have to change your diapers and take care of you instead of you being adult enough to take care of your kids!”

Janice paused to let all that sink in.  “Now Doctor,” she finally said, “since you’re a woman, and I am a firm believer in supporting and helping other women, I’m going to be very lenient with you.  In fact, I’m already being very lenient with you in making this the major part of your punishment.  But since you must now follow my will over anything you may want to do instead, I am going to sentence you to only two full weeks of this behavior… for now!  But know this, every single time you do anything that your mind can even remotely consider some form of gambling, you will find yourself immediately forced right back into this punishment again, and every single time it will add an additional week to your punishment, and you will behave younger and younger and more and more helplessly.  Every single time!  If you can’t control your gambling, then you can’t control your bladder or acting like a total infant!  This is about as lenient a punishment that I can possible think of to incur on anyone at all.  It is only because you are a woman that I am being this lenient!”

Janice paused again.  She had one final thing to order her victim to do.  “Doctor,” she finally said, “there is one more thing that you will make sure of from now on.  I’m sure you remember the person who was with me in your office this past week.  His name is Roger Brinkley.  The new name he will soon be going by will be Candy Brinkley.  From now on, whether it is Roger or Candy, he will be treated by you and your staff like royalty!  Whenever he calls for an appointment, you will immediately work him in, in whatever way is the most convenient for him – not for the convenience of your staff!  You will give him the very best medical treatment you possibly can, but always with the goal in mind of moving him forward as quickly as possible towards being as complete a woman as modern medicine can make him – in every way possible.  And since you seem to be so convinced that he needs some kind of referral documentation, you yourself will see to it that he is furnished with whatever paperwork he needs for anything at all to do with his transition.”

Janice paused again for just a moment before continuing on.  “Doctor, since you owe me such an exorbitant amount of money, all of his fees will be taken care of by you.  That will include all of his medicine and drugs, further treatments, any and all operations, and all treatments from any other doctors.  Candy Brinkley will not have to pay one single penny at all for any part of his transition toward being a woman.  You will bare that entire expense on your own!”

Janice leaned in a little closer to her.  “Roger Brinkley is another person somewhat like yourself… someone that I’ve brainwashed completely.  But unlike yourself, I’ve done many sessions like this with him.  He is far more under my conditioning than you can ever conceive.  And I am being very lenient with him as well, because since he is a man and not a woman, by forcing him to turn himself into a woman, I am at least allowing him to remain human.”  She lowered her voice almost to a whisper.  “The majority of my victims don’t get that honor.”