Programmed Robot

Her Subject goes to sleep and becomes brainless robot, or a mindless drone when it’s time.

First, Athena reprogrammed Her Subject’s speech. He was forbidden to ask for sex.

A few days ago, Athena cancelled the programming.

It didn’t take long before his incessant whining for orgasms to start.

It was 2:00AM. Her Subject woke up from thirst. After a drink of water, he couldn’t go back to sleep. He was simply too aroused. He kneeled on the floor, next to Athena, and gently whispered “Please allow me to. I desperately need to play with myself. This is too much to bear. No more chastity please.”

Waking up someone soundly asleep at 2:00AM was never a good idea. Athena got angry. She suppressed her anger and said in a hypnotic and authoritative voice, “From now on, when it’s time to sleep, you will go to sleep.” She probably didn’t think too much about the suggestion while in anger and half asleep. All she wanted was to be left alone. It worked.

Her Subject froze up trying to resist Athena’s suggestion. But only for a fraction of a second before he failed. Unwillingly, his body moved quietly back to bed and evicted his consciousness.

The following night, Her Subject did his usual father duties of reading bedtime stories to the children. He tucked them in and kissed them goodnight. While walking out the children’s bedroom, he suddenly fell into a trance and went to his bed sleeping.

Athena didn’t specify Her Subject’s sleep time. His unconsciousness took the liberty to make his own interpretation.

Her Subject probably would have faired better had he not asked for his freedom of speech back. He got too greedy. Asking release from chastity at the wrong time has its consequences. He lost control of everything. No more complaining, whining, or demanding.

Nor more watching TV, surfing the Internet, looking at porn, or anything else for that matter.

This went on for several nights. Some nights, Athena would wake him to do chores. After the chores were finished, Her Subject had no choice but to go back to bed. Like a programmed robot; he could not override Athena’s instructions. All done automatically, without Athena snapping her fingers or barking the same orders every night.

That was no fun for Her Subject. He didn’t ask for this. He was a bit angry. One evening shortly after dinner, he let it all out. His raised his voice, “Could you cancel the sleep time suggestion? I’m sure it was an accident. You didn’t think it through when you said it. You didn’t discuss it with me. I hate it. Also, on the Internet, I read that communication is important. I can’t communicate with you when I’m sleeping. I think it’s important that I can talk to you at all times.”

“I like it. I want it to be like this forever,” Athena said. “You don’t have to sleep. You can do chores or sleep. I gave you the option to stay awake.”

“I don’t like it. Too restricting. Cancel it.” Her Subject protested.

Athena signaled the amnesia trigger. “If you really have something important to say, you will remember. Otherwise you will simply forget to remember and remember to forget.” This was Athena communicating to Her Subject’s unconsciousness.

“I had something on my mind in the last several days that I planned to talk to you about at this moment. Weird. I just forgot everything,” Her Subject confusingly mumbled.

“I thought it was important, but doesn’t seem to be so now. Or else I would have remembered. It was probably nothing.”

“So silly of me planning days in advance a conversation not worth having. I’m going to start cleaning the table. More wine before I put it away?”

Athena got her wish consented by his unconsciousness.


  1. Her Subject
    Oct 8, 2017

    For some reason this comment didn’t show up until today.

    I was amused that memory can be manipulated so easily. It was a sense of achievement.

    The amnesia didn’t last but for a few minutes.

  2. Anonymous
    Oct 8, 2017

    When you remembered enough to write this post, how was it? (gradual, surprising, alarming, infuriating, comforting, exciting, …)?

    And a few days away?

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