Sex Zombies

1- The Meeting
I'm really not interested in reminiscing about our 'good old days'," Mattie drained the last of her diet Coke then placed the ice filled glass on the coaster that rested on the coffee table, "so what is this 'important business' you say we need to take care of before Frank and I get married. What didn't we settle in our divorce decree?" Mattie folded her arms over her chest and glowered at her ex-husband. She had agreed to meet with Dan only for the guilty pleasure of demonstrating how much better she and Frank were doing than was Dan. She had insisted on meeting at the apartment instead of a neutral location for just that reason, but now the point had been made and it was time to move Dan out of her life entirely. "Quit frankly, I was hoping that I'd never have to see you again."

Dan examined his ex-wife's face looking for some hint that the drug he had slipped into her diet Coke was taking effect. The man who had supplied him with the small amber colored vial of white powder had told him that there would be no physical signs of its effects. Oh well, Dan thought, he said the only way to know for sure is to test it.

"Stand up.."

"Why?" Mattie asked as she obediently stood up.

"Because I want to make sure it's working.""

"Make sure what's working?" Mattie's face betrayed her concern as she pulled her folded arms more tightly across her chest in an unconscious protective gesture. Dan stood up and retrieved the small amber colored glass vial from his trouser pocket.

"This," Dan held the vial up for his ex-wife to view, "I can say, with all modesty, that I'm a brilliant organic chemist. But the man who came up with this compound is an absolute genius."

"You've given me a drug?" Mattie shrieked. She had filed for divorce shortly after discovering that most, if not all, of her husband's income was generated by his skill developing and manufacturing 'barely' legal designer drugs.

"Put you're hands down at your sides."

"Well, if this is supposed to be some kind of great designer drug," Mattie unfolded her arms and lowered her hands too her sides while she talked, "you've been cheated."

"If I've been cheated then why are you standing with your hands down at your sides?“

"I don't know," Mattie's confusion was apparent in her voice and on her face.

"Confusion and doubt become you. Now stand right where you are and don't move or talk." Mattie's muscles trembled with the effort to move away as her ex-husband stepped over to stand uncomfortably close. Dan stared directly into his ex-wife's eyes as he raised his hands and slowly slipped the women's suit jacket, that matched her skirt, off her shoulders and down her arms. Once the coat was on the floor, at his ex-wife's feet, Dan unfastened the top button of her blouse..

"Don't look away." The command was spoken with soft intensity. "I want to see it in your eyes." Mattie could feel the warmth of his hands through her clothes as Dan moved to the second button. Her jaw muscles worked as she futilely tried to beg him not to do this to her. Since she could not control her muscles , Mattie worked on calming her mind. There was no doubt that Dan knew her body, probably better than any other man ever would. Even now, thanks to years of conditioning, her body was responding to his touch and nearness. Mattie comforted herself with the thought that, no matter what Dan did, or how her body responded, the drug would wear off and she would be in control again; deciding if she would charge him with rape. The last button undone Dan stepped closer and spoke softly into Mattie's ear as he slowly pulled the tail of her blouse free from the waist band of her skirt.

"You're mine now." Fear, rage, and confusion vied for expression on Mattie's face. "From now on all the anger you feel will be interpreted by your body as lust." Mattie felt a wave of sexual excitement more intense than any she had ever experienced surge through her body. She could feel herself moistening in anticipation of its satisfaction. Her mind silently screamed in protest. It angered her that this vile man had, somehow, taken control of her body. That anger intensified the heat radiating from the her very core. Mattie could feel her nipples harden in involuntary anticipation of the sex her body needed with a desperation she had never experienced before.

“You will also feel humiliation and embarrassment as sexual excitement.” Dan said as he stepped back far enough to enjoy the sight of his ex-wife's trim belly as he pulled her unbuttoned blouse open. The sight of his ex-wife's bare stomach had the same effect on Dan that it had always had in the past. With a soft, audible intake of breath, Dan pulled Mattie's blouse back over her shoulders and down her arms, letting it fall to the floor behind her, then gently ran his finger tips over her exposed skin. Mattie's belly trembled from her effort to make her muscles tighten and pull away from her ex-husband's exploring fingers

"You're a little out of shape," Dan said with a cruel smile, "in order to make you a top flight fucking machine, I'm going to have to put you on a diet and exercise program." Dan unfastened the hook between Mattie's breasts that held her bra closed then slid the straps off her shoulders and down her arms, letting it fall on top of the blouse. Cupping both of her breasts with his hands, Dan gently moved his thumbs back and forth over her nipples and areolas.

"Now I'm going to kiss you and you're going to kiss me back like you did when you were a horny teenager." Mattie wanted to scream as her ex-husband's mouth moved towards her lips, but her body refused to obey. As their mouths came together, and his tongue invaded her mouth, Mattie felt like she wanted to be sick, but instead she sucked ravenously on the snake like invader and even heard a low lustful moan coming from deep inside her chest. Unable to control her body, Mattie thrust her tongue into Dan's mouth as she ground her body against the hand that he had lodged between her thighs.

"Yes," Dan broke the kiss and stepped back, "that's more like the horny girl I've loved all my life." As Mattie's body panted and continued to thrust itself against the hand that was no longer there, she could sense the overwhelming humiliation she was feeling being magically transformed into even higher states of uncontrollable lust.

"Take the rest of your clothes off, I want to see you naked." Mattie's body trembled and her muscles jerked with her effort to not follow the command. While she removed her skirt, panty house and panties Dan continued to talk, "We are in what the developer of this drug calls the imprint phase. For the next day I have to keep you on a high dosage while you become imprinted. Your whole body chemistry will be subtly changed to accept me as your master. Your physical body will change to accept its role as my slave and the beauty of this drug is that it leaves your emotions unchanged." Having completed the task of removing her clothes, Mattie stood naked in front of the one person that she had never wanted to see her naked again. Dan stepped close to his ex-wife,

"The real Mattie, the one who can no longer stand the sight of me, is going to stay inside this body watching with total powerlessness as the body she used to control does every disgusting and perverted thing I order it to." Mattie's eyes rolled upwards until nothing but whites could be seen and her body began to shake like a person going into a grand mal seizure. Dan pushed his twitching ex-wife's naked body up against the wall and then, holding her with his left lower arm just under her breasts, dug the vile from his pocket.

"Open your mouth," he ordered in a loud, stern voice then, "lift your tongue," as soon as the first order had been obeyed." Dan used the small spoon he kept with the vial of white powder to place two measures under Mattie's tongue. After returning the drug to his pocket Dan pulled his ex-wife's naked body into his arms and held her close while the spasms slowly died away.

"This stuff works even better sublingually," Dan released Mattie then stepped back from her again, "but I suspect you never would have taken the drug in the first place if I'd just asked you to open your mouth while I put it under your tongue." Mattie remembered everything going blank then slowly regaining awareness in the arms of the last person in the universe she would want to be touching her naked body. His comments about a 'better way to take' the drug meant nothing to her but did explain the funny taste in her mouth and the strange sense of calm she felt despite her murderous anger and overwhelming need for sexual attention. Dan reached out and took Mattie's hand in his.

"Take me to your bedroom." Looking for all the world like a couple of lovers heading for an afternoon tryst the two of them walked down the hallway leading to the bedroom that Mattie shared with her fiancé, Frank. Mattie couldn't help but be at least a little fascinated by the way her seething anger and overwhelming feeling of humiliation, under the influence of Dan's instructions, made her so desperate for sex that she was even looking forward to the inevitable point in time when Dan would rape her. Mattie had never experienced this level of physical sexual desire, not even during the horniest of her teenage years. Once they were in the bedroom Dan led her over to the foot of the bed.

"When I ask you a question you may speak, but only to answer the question with complete honesty. Otherwise you are not allowed to talk." Dan paused as he released her hand and slipped his arm around Mattie's waist before he continued. "This bed looks new, to the best of your knowledge have either you or Frank had sex with anyone other than each other on this bed?"

"No."

"Great, I get to be the one to defile your wedding bed, so to speak." Under command not to speak, Mattie could not tell her ex-husband that their 'wedding bed' was exactly what this was. She could not tell him what a thrill it was to buy a bed unused by anyone else to be theirs alone. Defiled was exactly the right word, if by some miracle she escaped from her ex-husband's control, after being raped by Dan on this bed she would burn it and buy another one before she made love to Frank again.

"Lay down on the bed." As Mattie walked around to the side of the bed, then laid down on her back with her legs together, she felt a strange combination of physical eagerness for the sex she was sure would take place, and a mental and emotional dread concerning the same future act. Dan walked around to the side of the bed where Mattie had just laid down.

"I see you've started keeping ourself neatly trimmed." Dan ran just the backs of his finger tips of his right hand through his ex-wife's well kept pubic patch, sending a chill through her body. "I like it, but I'm thinking I might opt for the clean shaved look." Mattie felt a swelling of anger over her ex-husband's assumption that how she kept herself was his option. "You know, the ‘Jail Bate’ look. What was it, Mattie wondered as she tried to will her body to move away from her ex-husband's touch, with men and shaving pubic hair? Her current trim was the result of a compromise with Frank. He too had tried to talk her into shaving, even using the same phrase, the ‘Jail Bate’ look. To Mattie this seemed almost like an admission of a repressed pedophile. Dan let his finger nails drag gently down the tops of Mattie's thighs to her knees.

"Move to the center of the bed." Dan watched as his ex-wife repositioned herself. "Now spread your legs and pleasure yourself but you may not have an orgasm until I tell you to." It's not like he hasn't seen me do this before, Mattie thought as she felt her face turning red. She hadn't blushed in front of Dan since she'd been a teenager. Mattie considered the order not to have an orgasm a direct challenge and, since she had always been highly orgasmic from the first time she discovered that she could make herself feel good this way, usually having several climaxes during each of her solo sessions, Mattie just did not believe that any combination of drugs and orders would keep her body from doing what it had always done so well. Using techniques she had developed over years of practice, techniques usually resorted to in the stalls of the women's restroom at work when she absolutely, positively had to have relief and have it quickly, Mattie set about to accomplish a rapid completion of the task at hand. Dan sat on the edge of the bed and watched his ex-wife; he watched until he saw the smile he knew indicated that she was about to slip over the edge and into an orgasm. He continued to watch as the smile faded into a quizzical look followed b a disbelieving look and finally a look of hate directed towards him. The man who had supplied him with the drug was correct, Dan decided, it was very powerful.

Dan knew there was practically no force on the face of the planet that could stop Mattie from having an orgasm and now he controlled even that. while his ex-wife continued her desperate quest for the climax which would relieve her aching sexual need Dan snooped around the room; starting with the drawer of the bedside table on what was obviously, at least to him, her side of the bed.

"My, my, doesn't Frank take good care of my Mattie?" The question infuriated Mattie, the way he phrased it infuriated her, his assumption of ownership infuriated her, his snide tone of voice infuriated her, that he was further violating her by looking through her things infuriated her, that he was holding her vibrator infuriated her, but mostly the kernel of truth behind the question infuriated her. Mattie's infuriation was most apparent in her frantic efforts to achieve the climax that her ex-husband had forbidden her to have. Dan turned the vibrator on with a twist then threw it onto Mattie's belly, "use this." Another item that would have to be burned and replaced. He continued to look through her possessions without even pausing to see if she followed his order.

After finding her underwear drawer Dan emptied its contents on the bed then, sitting beside his ex-wife, he picked up each pair of panties and, after examining it, expressed his opinion about how sexy or frumpy she probably looked when she wore it. Mattie's list of things that had to be destroyed grew by the minute. Tiring of that game, Dan kept the garter belt and slutty fishnet stockings then brushed the pile of underwear off the bed then stood up and began to take his clothes off.

"Do you have any idea how much you hurt me? Don't answer, I don't really care. I'm going to make you pay for that hurt. Whether you realized you were hurting me or not." Dan, now as naked as his ex-wife and apparently just as excited sexually, climbed onto the bed and positioned himself on his knees between her legs. "Stop what you are doing, turn off the vibrator and lay it on the bed beside you." Dan placed his hands high up on Mattie's inner thighs. "Whether you knew it or not, whether you cared or not, you are going to pay for every hurt you caused me and every lonely moment I've endured since our separation. You are going to pay with humiliation and abuse. You are going to pay by being exploited and used. You are going to pay," Dan continued as he leaned forward and thrust himself into his ex-wife, "by becoming a whore who will fuck whoever I tell you to fuck." she came to the conclusion that her ex-husband had gone stark raving mad. Unfortunately he seemed to be in a position to make his insanity not only his reality but hers also. Dan took his ex-wife with such brutal force that it was only kept from being painful by her drug induced sexual excitement.

"Cum now." Dan whispered in Mattie's ear. God no, Mattie screamed silently inside her head. She did not want to climax while being raped by her ex-husband, but the drug and his command left her no choice. Mattie experienced the most intense orgasm of her life with a man she hated and under conditions she could not have detested more. After Dan's orgasm ended he remained on top of his ex-wife resting, but not finished. There was a time when Mattie considered herself lucky that she had a man who could continue through multiple climaxes. The way he never quite stopped moving inside her as he rested between orgasms used to keep her on the edge and ready for a run to another 'big o'. Now, his continued, unwanted, unasked for, intimate contact only added to the rage she was feeling. The rage only showed through her body’s continuing to fuck itself on her ex-husband's invading cock.

“You are, again, forbidden to have an orgasm,” Dan instructed as he lifted his chest off of her's and slowly fucked his ex-wife again. “Fuck me like you used two when you were sixteen and had just discovered how great it felt.” Mattie wrapped her arms and legs around her ex-husband and moved her body in counter point to him, thrusting her hips up when Dan was thrusting down into her and moving her hips down when dan was pulling his cock up for another thrust.

“How many men have you allowed to fuck you since you left me? Answer.” Dan said as the fucking continued.

“Five.”

“Rest assured, you will be severely punished for each of those men.” Dan fucked his ex-wife silently, enjoying the feel of his hard cock moving in and out of the best cunt he'd ever fucked, before he spoke again. “It's going to be so nice to have your cunt available to fuck whenever I want to again.” The frenzy with which his ex-wive fucked him, and the tears streaming from her eyes, were the only indicators of just how much rage Mattie was feeling. Dan fucked his ex-wife until he came again then abruptly pulled his cock from her body. Leaving his ex-wife humping her cunt against the air as more tears streamed from her eyes.

“Stop fucking, you stupid cunt, there's not a cock fucking you anymore.” Dan said, using a scornful, superior tone that he knew his ex-wife hated. “Lay where you are on the bed until I come back.” Dan ordered as he left the room. Mattie grew increasingly more agitated as she unsuccessfully tried to force her muscles to move. Mattie's agitation grew in intensity until her ex-husband returned to the room. Mattie loathed the wave of relief she felt when he walked into the room. This has to be some kind of horrendous nightmare, she thought. Dan wandered around the apartment just to see what he could find. When he came back into the bedroom he was carrying several interesting papers.

“Wow,” he said stopping at the side of the bed and looking down at this naked ex-wife, “you're all sweaty from fucking, but then I always liked the 'just been thoroughly fucked' look on you.” Dan sat on the end of the bed. “Get off the bed and come here.” Mattie did as she was instructed, and stood in front of her ex-husband, naked. Her rage and humiliation just made her pussy wetter, her nipples harder, and her desire to be fucked again overwhelming.

“Squat.” Dan ordered. Mattie squatted, balancing her weight on the balls of her feet. “Spread your knees,” Dan ordered placing his hands on the inside of his ex-wife's knees and pushing them apart, “spread them as far as you can while remaining in a squat.” When the spread of Mattie's knees suited Dan, he spoke again. “Lace your fingers behind your head. Now spread your elbows as far as you can sideways. That's the way I like to see you, totally on display. So the man, or men, who are going to fuck you can see what they will be enjoying.” Dan reached down and pushed a couple of fingers into her wet cunt before he continued. “Answer my questions,” he ordered, “and answer them truthfully. Did you just buy a new car?”

“No.”

“Did Frank just buy a new car?”

“Yes.”

“And he gave it to you?”

“Yes.”

“An early wedding present?”

“Yes.”

“How nice. Take the pen.” Mattie brought her hands down from behind her head and took the pen her ex-husband was holding out for her. “To celebrate our reconciliation, you are going to sign the car over to me.” Dan held the pink slip with a couple of envelopes behind it to give his ex-wife a writing surface. “And when anyone, anytime asks you, you will tell them that the car is a reconciliation gift for me. You will tell them you are overjoyed to be reconciled to your first and only love, and that you realized that you never loved anyone else.” After putting the pink slip in his pocket, Dan fanned out a check book and several deposit books, all for accounts at the same bank. “Do you have any other accounts other than these?”

“No.” Dan sorted through the accounts documents, then he had his ex-wife write a check for half the money in the joint checking account, placed the deposit books baring only Mattie's name into his pocket and left the one with Frank's name on the bed.

“Follow me into the living room,” Dan ordered as he stood up, picked up the garter belt and stockings, and walked out of the bedroom. Mattie stood up and, still naked, followed her ex-husband. In the living room, Dan handed the garter belt and stockings to his ex-wife.

“Put these on.” While she obeyed his order, Dan picked up his ex-wife's skirt, and the matching 'women's suit jacket'. “Put these on, just these, no blouse, no bra and no panties.” Dan stood and watched as she put on the two pieces of additional clothing that he was allowing her to wear. Then, picking up his ex-wife's purse he took his time examining the contents. He new that having someone else, anyone else, looking through her purse was something that Mattie would always become very angry about. Dan removed his ex-wife's wallet, with her driver's license and credit cards, her cell phone, and her car keys, then dropped the the purse, with the rest of the contents on the floor and, with his arm around her waist, walked his ex-wife out of her apartment. After being seated in what had been, up to a few minutes ago, her new car Mattie watched as her ex-husband removed the front wheel from his bicycle and put the tire and the bicycle in the trunk of the car. While she watched this it occurred to Mattie that this drug did not just create an irresistible urge to obey her ex-husbands commands, it also left her almost totally unable to do anything she had not been told to due by her ex-husband. It wan't total, because of the overwhelming sexual desire imposed on her she had been able to fuck back when her ex-husband was raping her without a command to do so.

“Pull your skirt up around your waist so your naked fanny is on the car seat.” Dan ordered as soon as he was in the car. Damn, Mattie thought as she did as her ex-husband ordered, now there's going to be a pussy stain on the seat of Dan's new car. Crap, she thought, just because he stole the car from me doesn't mean I have to think of it as his. “Scoot your ass forward, and spread your legs as wide as you can.“ Once Mattie had obeyed his order, Dan slipped his hand between his ex-wife's legs and ran his fingers over her wet pussy lips.
“You will always,” Dan continued as he slipped two fingers inside his ex-wife, “stand, sit, or lay down in positions that make your cunt available to me. Even if I tell you to stand, sit, or lay down in another position you will be uncomfortable until your pussy is available for me to touch. From now on you will have a compulsion to have your pussy available for me to do with as I please.” Dan removed his hand from his ex-wife's crotch and started the car.

“Whenever I'm not touching you,” Dan said as he backed the car out of the parking space and drove towards the parking lot exit, “you will have an over whelming desire for me to touch you, specifically, to touch your pussy, and your breasts.” Knowing that the emotions were not real, did not stop Mattie from being overwhelmed with the desire to have her ex-husband, a man she despised and hated, touch her vagina and her breasts. How could any drug, or any man control me so completely, Mattie wondered, could it be that I subconsciously want to be back with him, want him to control me?

“Anytime I am not sucking on your nipples, your nipples will get hard and ache with a desire for me to suck on them.” Mattie's struggled not to make any noises that would indicate to her ex-husband that his commands were affecting her in any way. “Show me your nipples.” Dan ordered as they approached a red light. Mattie pulled her jacket open allowing her ex husband to view her nipples. “My, my, I bet you could cut glass with those hard nips. Cover them up again, and very slowly and gently finger your pussy while I drive. You are not allowed to have an orgasm.” Dan smiled when a whimper escaped from his ex-wife as her finger moved up and down over her exposed pussy lips. Mattie, despite the aching need to have her ex-husband touch her pussy and suck on her nipples, tried to get her anger and humiliation under control. Knowing that to do so would be a step in getting the wild sexual lust, that kept her in a state where she could think of almost nothing but being fucked, under control.

“You cannot believe,” Dan said, turning towards his ex-wife a few minutes later after parking the car at the bank, “how excited I am to have a living, breathing, Mattie sex doll, to fuck and abuse in any way I please.” Dan said as he twirled a lock of his ex-wife's hair around his finger. Dan expressed his ultimate ownership of Mattie's body using the perfect, superior, condescending tone of voice, combined with the superior smirk to undo all of Mattie's efforts as anger and humiliations rose in her like a volcano. A volcano powered by anger that caused lust to flow through her body like hot lava.

“Oh, god,” she moaned softly.

“You really, really, need someone to fuck you, don't you?”

“Yes, oh god yes.”

“Actually, it looks like you need to have a couple dozen men fuck you over and over all night long.”

“Oh, god,” Mattie moaned again.

“You really, desperately, want me to fuck you, don't you?”

“Yes,” she whimpered. Hearing herself answer these questions spurred her to greater anger, more humiliation. Which only resulted in a deeper, more intense need to be fucked by her ex-husband.

“So, what do you think about being the living equivalent of a blow up fuck doll?”

“You god damn son of a bitch,” the question had given her leeway to express her true feelings.

“Quite.” Mattie stopped talking.

“Open your mouth and lift your tongue.” Mattie obeyed. Dan put two more small spoon fulls of the drug in her mouth.“Close your mouth.” Dan put his arm around his ex-wife and held her, to all appearances, affectionately, while they sat quietly for a few minutes. Mattie's body relaxed. Despite the appearance of calm Mattie still lusted for her much hated ex-husband to fuck her.

“All of the orders I've given you so far are the 'Standard Orders'. The orders I give you now are 'Special Orders'. While we are in the bank,” Dan instructed his ex-wife, “you will not feel lust and sexual desire. Instead you will feel love and devotion for me, love like you felt when you were sixteen and we were going steady.” No, Mattie thought, there is no way this man, or this drug, can make me feel that emotion for him again. “You will tell the people in the bank how much you love me and how overjoyed you are that we have reconciled. You will assure them that I am the only man you have ever really loved, and that the divorce was a terrible mistake on your part.” Dan got out of the car, walked around to the passenger side, opened the door, and offered his hand to help his ex-wife get out of the car. “You will have these feelings of love and devotion for me until I say 'Nock it off you stupid little cunt'. When I say that you will remember all of the feelings of love and devotion you had for me but you will forget the special commands and revert to the standard commands.” Dan continued as he helped his ex-wife out of the car. Dan put his arm around his ex-wife's waist and walked her to the bank door.

More to come…