204 Other Ways to Use Commands (2/2)
If I was Lelouch himself, I would have said something along the line of this:
You will listen and obey me from now on until such tie that I release you from this obligation. Anything that I ask and request of you, you will do it to the best of your ability without any question unless it is impossible to accomplish the request within the criteria that I have specified. You will retain all of the memory and knowledge of what you did, but you will not find any strangeness or faults within them, as you will believe everything you did are by your own will and power.
I actually use something similar to control my mother and pretty much anyone I have to take revenge on. It is just simpler that way. Of course, I do modify it now and again due to everyone being different from everyone else.
”Well, thank you, Georgie. Such a gentleman.”
My mother responses before taking a seat I offer, allowing me to massage her shoulders, finding how tensed and stressed her muscles are especially under her shoulder blades.
”You are doing great, mum. Just continue this routine daily, and I can assure you that you will be one hell of a mother that I like to fuck.”
I compliment her with half-joke and half-truth. I will fuck her, as George did. It is not possible to deviate from that if I ever want to reach the end of this memory and break out of this place.
”Really, Georgie?”
My mother questions and leans right back against the chair.
”Yes, mum. You are one hell of a Milf, at least to me. Now, just relax all the muscles in your body and let me do the rest.”
I tell her. It isn't a command, but it does force her body to relax due to my previous command. All the tensions and stresses within her muscles also go away due to her body tries to comply.
That is not the only thing that the Commandment can do, yet I am sure that most people use it to get laid. I call those people dickheads as they think with their dick instead of their brain.
I guess I am one sometimes, not that I mind in those moments, really.
”That feels great, Georgie. Feels a lot better than when I try to relax myself.”
My mother responses.
”Oh? What do you usually do to relax, mum? Tell me the truth.”
I ask my mother while continue to rub her shoulders despite already telling her body to dispel any and all of the tensions and stresses.
”I masturbate.”
That causes me to arch my brow.
While I don't recall everything in my memory, especially about the specific words that were said, I just didn't remember this part at all. It is probably new. A deviation.
”You masturbate to relax, mum?”
I question and look around the room, seeing if there is any ripple. There isn't, meaning that this doesn't really affect the outcome.
In fact, a lot of things within the house do not affect the overall outcome of this memory. Reset seems to only trigger when other people are not behaving like they suppose to after having a run in with me.
”Yes. Ever since that I left him like you wanted, that has been my option. My only option.”
My mother answers me.
”And I am glad that you did. He is an asshole, hurting you and spending your money. I don't even know why you had stayed with him for so long, but enough about that. Do you need to masturbate now?”
I question just out of curiosity.
”Yes. That would help a lot, and it feels good to have an orgasm.”
My mother answers, completely unconcern about what she is revealing to me. In her mind, it is quite normal. Or as normal as it could be.
”Alright, mum. You are going to have an orgasm now. One as powerful as any when you masturbated.”
That is also possible with the Commandment. Telling her body what to feel or behave. It does open a lot of interesting doors for me to explore. Mostly very perverted doors.
Since I am going to relive this memory, I might as well enjoy it, huh.
As soon as I tell my mother that, she tenses up and squeezes her knees together. Her cunt immediately squirts around the chair while her hands fly up to her tits, mauling them as her heads throws back.
”Oh! Oh, fuck! Oh my God! Oh!”
My mother screams in orgasmic delight, doubling over and rocking in the chair, moaning and rubbing her legs together. Her body convulses violently, and she slumps downwards in the chair with both her legs wide apart. Her arms hang to her side. Her chest heaving.
”How was it?”
I question once my mother catches her breath.
”It was wonderful. Oh God. Did I just orgasm in front of you?”
My mother questions, and I only smile.
”It is fine, mum. You deserve it. Now, you should go upstairs and then take a good nap for the rest of the morning. When you wake up again, you will feel refreshed and relaxed. I will be out for a bit, and I might not be home tonight, so don't wait for me. Enjoy yourself.”
I tell my mother as she cocks her head up to me.
”Yes. I think I will do that. Thank you for your help, Georgie. You are such a good son.”
My mother tells me as she gets up from the chair, wobblily. I help her as it was quite a powerful orgasm that she had, and as soon as she takes a step, she looks down at her short, finding there is a wet circle in the cotch of her white shorts.
Her face immediately goes red.
”Don't worry, mum. It is fine. You can masturbate whenever you feel the need to from now on without worrying about me. It is very natural.”
I tell my mother, fully realizing what I have ordered her to do. It cannot really consider an order since she actually wants to do it herself.
”That would be great, Georgie. I'm think I am going upstairs now to masturbate now.”
My mother tells me and hastily heads out of the kitchen, making me chuckle. I swear that she can be cute sometimes. Alright. Most of the time.
This is my mother-complex creeps up on me again, and I need to get rid of this huge erection. It is kind of painful, and luckily enough, I have someone to take revenge on today.
It obviously isn't Helen this time around, as I need to grow my harem. My harem! I didn't think of that, but it really is my harem. My harem of beautiful women who deserves it.
Funny how that works out, huh.