On Yasgur’s Farm Ch. 02

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As I start writing this, Chapter 1 is at 5000 views. Having done other content for other sites I feel great that so many people have read my work. Anyhow, having recovered from my longest writing project since college 20 years ago, I figured I would get to work on Chapter Two.

As I finish writing this CH 1 is at 10000 views and several encouraging prompts later. Thank you all

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I awoke with the pain of a man having morning wood in a chastity device. I’ve felt it during my adventurous days in college, but seriously, that was plastic, cheap, and had flex. This *thing* is steel, and has absolutely no give. Not really happy about this Sadie. I looked out the window. It was still dark out. I figured I would release her after all the morning absolutions were done. I sat down and read a little until the clock wound from 530 to 600. Time to make the donuts.

Went downstairs, and put my skills to use, made some donut balls, sausage balls, melon balls and made some falafel. Made an omelet and bacon for myself, and after everything was done, put on my boots and jeans and walked back down to the barn.

Bird Town lay there in the corner of the stall. She named herself after a Kentucky Oaks winner. That totally was her groove. My God, she was so beautiful. Plump ass, wonderful legs, breasts to die for, and, when it wasn’t covered by the bridle, the prettiest smile in upstate New York. I gave her a gentle nudge with my boot as I put the food in her dish. A slight *neigh* came out of her mouth, followed by a quick mounting on her hoof boots. A really quick mounting of the really awkward hoof boots. She walked over to the food rail, I got the wheelbarrow and the shovel, and started mucking out the stall. I couldn’t believe that she defecated, again.

So I pulled her into the cleaning stall and gave her a good hosing. From head to toe, shampooing and using the brush to scrub all the dirt that stuck to her skin off. I took the bridle off and started undoing all the braids I put in. Started brushing her long blonde hair that went down her back. I had never been one to brush her hair before, and I was realizing that I really enjoyed grooming her.

After this I took the Harness off of her, and started to undo the hooves, and then on to the boots. She stood awkwardly for a bit, while I did this, but then, after I put everything away, she was back in her stall, staring at the wall. I tried talking to her, but no response for five minutes. Scariest five minutes of my life. “Sadie, are you okay?”

After the clock chimed 8 AM, she drifted back into consciousness and blinked hard for two or three minutes. All of the sudden, she looked at me, smiled, and then tackled me down to the ground, kissing me passionately.

“Dave, thank you for that, I have been wanting to include you in that for so long, but I really didn’t know how you would react!”

“You’re welcome Sadie, I just think it’s great you enjoyed something, but where were you right now? You seemed to be absent”

She got up and reached on top of the stall, between the bars that separated the stables, she pulled out a key and bent over and unlocked my chastity device. I breathed a sigh of relief and then lost all track of what had happened.

“Dave, I locked you up because I knew I wouldn’t last long when I came back.” She pushed me to the ground and started riding my now, painfully erect cock.

*When I came back* The thought drifted through my brain as she rode me as fast and hard as she could. She started fingering herself as my cock began throbbing at the start of my way-too-early orgasm. She then began to have the contractions of her own orgasm start. Within 90 seconds she collapsed upon me, and said, “Can we put some clothes on? I’m freezing here.” After that, we went to the house, holding hands.

This isn’t like her. She would have wanted to cuddle, but it seems like she is cognizant of the time and I wondered why she was worried about that. All we had to do today was have a “talk”

My phone chirped. The entrance road detectors went off. Even though we were a half mile from the highway, the house was barely visible through three cutbacks and the “package shed” as I liked to call it. I looked at the camera. A pale yellow Mercedes Grosser. “Fuck” The car said exactly who was coming.

Then I turned to Sadie. We had just gotten to the kitchen, still nude. Without comment she was making a cup of coffee and putting on the teapot.

“Honey, why are you putting on the teapot?” I asked.

Sadie turned to me with a blank expression. Like the lights were on, but the home was vacant.

“His Royal Highness approaches, David. I have to prepare” and she started making a charcuterie board out of things in the fridge.

“How did you know? What’s going on?” There was no istanbul travesti way she saw me checking the phone. I was baffled, but also naked. So I went and tossed some pants and shirt on from the laundry room.

About two minutes later, a knock came on the front door, the door almost never used. David looked at his wife in exasperation, “Aren’t you going to get dressed?” and a blank stare met his eyes as she knelt on the kitchen floor.

David shook his head, and walked into the foyer to get the door. Expectantly, he saw His Royal Highness, Prince Rupert Hohzenhollern, Prince of Prussia, rightful King of Prussia, and Emperor of Germany. Six generations removed from Wilhelm II, he had moved to America in the early 2020’s and was aside from running a college into the ground, a genius in matching money to people who needed it for projects. Tech was his thing, and he did it well.

“David, my good fellow,” he said coming into the foyer, “we must talk, there isn’t very much time, and I have decided a great deal, that I believe that you are the only one I can trust.”

“Rupert,” David never stood on the title, “you showed up and Sadie went completely blank. What the FUCK is happening?”

“Oh, good,” a slight smile wrapped on the prince’s face, “it does work. That does make the explanation part simpler. Did she lay out food? You all must be hungry.”

“She did. I think she even made you a cup of tea. But her mind, Rupert, what did you do to her brain?”

“All in time David. Let us sit and eat, and I will discuss it with you.” Begrudgingly, I didn’t have much of a choice. We went to the kitchen, where Sadie was still kneeling on the floor, right where She was before.

“Ah, gut, gut,” some German slipped from the prince’s lips as he saw my wife kneeling, naked.

“David, I must tell you, I am an old man. I have done things in my life which I am not proud of. And things in my life which I am very proud of.

“As you know, I was a man of science, first. I never intended to be the Hereditary Prince of Prussia. Especially at my age. On the other hand, when my cousins died without a female heir, it led me to wealth. Wealth that allowed the science I had been working on for years to be completed in MY lifetime. I was able to see the fruits of my labor.”

He took a long sip of the tea. Looked off into the distance.

“Let me cut to the chase, David. I am pretty sure you don’t want to be strung along. And I don’t want to string you along. So, let me explain it like this, I needed American technology and scientists, because that Austrian madman in the 40s made any sort of experimentation even REMOTELY associated to that field become verboten. But as you will find out I did this with no ill intent. I really wanted to learn if what I wanted to do was possible AND if it would work practically. I grew up wondering what separated us from the other mammals. What made us different from cats, dogs, cows, and this is important to us now, horses.

“Over the course of 30 years, I found out how to make the different neurotransmitters, hormones, and other chemistry in the body work for me. With the great technology here at the college, I was able to miniaturize it. With the advances in telephonic devices, I was able to make the control wireless. David, your wife really likes being a horse. She’s done it several times for me. Virginia, in the Bovine school, has become quite a productive milker. A couple of the other life sciences people have become cats and dogs. And a couple ladies from the nursing department allowed themselves to be modified in different ways.

“This device, which is implanted in five places in your wife’s body, does several things. For her equine conversion, it modifies the body to provide 10-15 percent extra strength, progressively getting to 50 to 75 percent if left in pony mode for a while. In addition to muscle mass, her endurance, lung capacity will grow, metabolism will climb, and complete submission forms.

“On the other hand, the Device blocks higher brain function. Currently, her mind is shut off, but none of the other modifications are in place. With the right programming I could drop in the brain of a horse, which is what your wife normally has loaded, or that of any other mammalian brain. We had an unfortunate experiment with a volunteer that wanted to be a lizard, but we were able to get them out before there was permanent damage. Right now she can hear anything we say, and will remember what occurs, but will only respond to commands when I press the Red button on the tablet. You will also see the sensors let me see and hear what she hears. We have her cerebral nerves tracked, and can, when active, know exactly how she’s doing. Current tests show no ill effects with up to three months blanked, and two months travesti istanbul with another “brain” uploaded.

“While another brain, be it mammal or even human is installed, the native consciousness goes to the rear and can absorb all the memories that are formed. Currently the loaded brain starts with a fresh load every time.

“I am here for several reasons, David. First, Sadie is the first of the “out” people to self-activate since we had to close the college. Secondly, I have twelve people with devices. Aside from Sadie, they were all single. Third, if I’m not mistaken, I have been to several of the same ‘conventions’ you have been to. I would rather guess that you’re fairly aroused at the level of control you may have over Sadie, and would like some further subjects. Lastly, I believe that you might enjoy an implant of your own. With some of your *other* interests.”

I sat there, looking in disbelief at the Prince. I couldn’t believe that she could do this without telling me, but wow, it’s very much in line with the Mind Control things I sorta tried, but failed to interest Sadie in. But if she was used to this much control, I couldn’t reproduce that.

“Ruppert,” I asked, “can you just unlock her being able to talk? How long can she be “down” without damage? And what, you want to experiment on me?”

“David, from the research we’ve done, we can keep someone down almost indefinitely. The problem is, after about a month, some of the physical changes can’t be undone, which is why Virginia constantly leaks milk. She had me leave her down for an entire summer break two years ago. Yes, I do want to offer you an implant, however, I need something greater from you in return. But, first, here is Sadie.”

The Prince pressed a few buttons on his phone and Sadie took a long blink, but stayed kneeling on the floor.

“David, please forgive me for not telling you about this, I wanted to tell you, but we needed secrecy, and honestly between the collegiate pony play, and your hypnosis, I really liked the mind control. I told Ruppert about your fantasies, the ones I couldn’t take care of, and he’s willing to do it. But don’t be mad, I need this!” Sadie was begging, even though she couldn’t move her body.

“I feel, Ruppert, that this is going to come at a price,” I said coldly.

“Why yes, and no, David. Unfortunately, I am aged. I have an heir, and I will definitely set the Principality up with significant funds to carry on, but I don’t need or want to leave them any of this. So this project will become yours after we get you your own implant. I have Doctor Stantz and Doctor Spengler ready to go next week.

“The project includes a farm, approximately 50 miles from here. 200 acres. Specially modified for the purposes of the project. Clinic. Housing for the 10 Modifieds, the Doctors, and a few assistants specially selected from the list here.”

He drew out a manila folder with pictures of a farm, with a house right on the highway, and another on the top of the hill. Vast fields blocked the view of the complex at the top, which included a house, barn and three extra trailers.

“Where is this, it looks familiar”

“Believe it or not, I call it Yasgur’s Farm. Its literally behind the site of that cultural event from the 1960’s”

David giggled. There was a large performing arts center sharing a tree line with what were going to be bizarre science experiments, and no one would be the wiser.

“So, Ruppert, what else do I need to know? I mean is there an endless supply of these implants? What are the risks? Long term issues? What happened to the ‘lizard person’?”

“David the “lizard person” as you called them is Alex Hobbs. You might remember her as a fundraiser for the college. I do admit, while she volunteered for animal conversion as part of the testing, she was at the point where she couldn’t choose the animal. She is currently doing fine except the implant zapped out her thermoregulatory centers of her brain. She is living at the fabulous Les Jolies Eaux on Mustique. She’s making millions in internet sales and has a beach, a pool, and a sauna, in addition to air conditioning and cooling rooms. I think it will work out ok for her.”

“As to the further implants, I have ten ready to go. I can have more made. It takes approximately two weeks between order and completion for a new implant, and an implant can last indefinitely “on the shelf” as it creates its transmitters from interaction with the blood flow. Again the risks are minimal and it takes two weeks to heal from the implantation, with another two weeks before any effects can take place with the implant. Normal activities can resume after the two week waiting period.”

“So David. I know you might not be “in” yet, but I’m going to send Sadie back to the istanbul travestileri stable and you can spend another night thinking. I’ll be back in the morning.”

Ruppert took his crutch and hobbled out of the room. I stopped Ruppert as Sadie started trotting out of the room. “Why now, what about the college?”

“David, people were going to start talking soon as to what I had top professors in their field researching. The top Canine, Feline, Bovine, AND Equestrian researchers all working in one small college? It was easier to come up with a way to destroy the college and go back to a small research facility after I got the animal behaviorists to either commit to the program or give the needed input. It was simply a means to an end. I did not need the state or the federal government wondering what we are doing here. Do you need another demonstration?”

I stared at him, wondering what else he needed to show. He took out his phone, and he showed me the screen. It was someone walking with the camera going to the barn.

“Do you notice how it’s slightly fuzzy? Your beloved wife has astigmatism. This feed is directly from HER eyes. This is how SHE sees. She is under OUR control. I just added you as the second master administrator to the program. You can turn the pony off and she literally is just a blank slate for our control.”

A few more keystrokes. “This is Ilsa, my driver. I normally don’t do this but I’m going to bring her in here and show you what she can do.”

A tall, lithe Germanic woman came in. The prince asked Ilsa to explain what she had done.

“Your highness,” she said as she blushed, “I know what you did. I can understand the science, but I don’t know exactly what you did.”

“Ilsa told me she liked to be spoiled by others. Her modifications are more “general purpose” and since she has one of the older implants, she doesn’t have an “extra” brain. So for the purposes of this experiment, I am just going to show you the level of control I have, if that is OK with you, of course, fraulein?”

Ilsa excitedly nodded. “What should I do, Herr Prince?”

Ruppert instructed the girl to strip and stand with her legs spread and her hands behind her head.

“Ilsa has been with me for twenty years now, working first at the family stable and then as my driver here in the United States. She was literally the first test model for the implants. I didn’t have time to make them pretty as I did with your wife and the more recent volunteers. She got into a car accident with a drunk driver. She had several spinal fractures and was on a heart/lung machine when I got to that chop shop you call a hospital. I quickly transferred her to my care, and rewired her brain and nervous system. If she wasn’t chipped, her diaphragm wouldnt be functioning, and my poor driver would be dead. She knew what I was working on and consented to the procedure, begged for it, to save her life. Anyhow, I said I would prove why someone trustworthy has to keep this from the government. I apologize for your discomfort in advance, dear Ilsa.”

Ilsa smiled while Ruppert played with some settings on the phone. Then her face went pale after hearing an alarm come up on the app. I don’t know how to explain it. Her legs just stopped working as I dove to catch her head from crashing into the table. I laid her on the floor, just as the breathing stopped. “RUPPERT WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING” I screamed.

Ruppert counted to ten and hit the phone again. Ilsa started breathing normally. “David, the installer of these devices literally has the power of life and death over their subjects. Never forget that.” Another button click. Ilsa began convulsing wildly on the floor. “I just maxed out all sexual sensations on her body. I can literally kill someone chipped with pleasure as well, but we won’t do that here. Just showing what we can do. And, why it needs to be someone like you in master control.” Another click. “We now control their bodies completely. You will be able to also work their minds.”Another click. Ilsa got up and started towards me. Got on top of me and started kissing me, as she did this she slowly crept her arms up my body until her hands closed around my neck. Then she started to squeeze my neck expertly. My eyesight started to fade and I thought the Prince was going to use an implant to kill me. Just as my vision got dark, she let go and stood up, after a final kiss. “The government can’t get this, because I don’t want a government with the ability to use my implants for assassinations. You remember the “I love Kung Fu” moment from The Matrix? I also made it real here. No we can’t have weapons hiding in plain sight, can we? I don’t want the government being able to use my tech to waste people. I will not let my tech fall to the hands of the state. Which is why I give it to you, David. A fine man, and from what I understand, also a brilliant woman.”

He knows, well thats surprising, though Sadie might have told him.

“OK, Ruppert, I am in. Lets get me taught on everything I need to get started”

To be continued….

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