Cuckoo

Part Two: Choosing A Host

"The idea was that Vivian and I would select a suitable surrogate mother and take charge of her using a special 'prescription' from the doctor. Once under our control the chosen young woman would be carefully extracted from society then moved into this house in preparation for the use of her womb. She'd be implanted and kept under close observation whilst the pregnancy took its course and after that…. After that we'd have a new baby without any of the usual fuss. We agreed to defer consideration of what we'd do with the baby's host mother once her principle use to us had come to an end. My masterstroke was to persuade Vivian that I should be allowed to take a much more active role in the plan than she had initially conceived. That's a fine unintentional pun!"

"What sort of a role?" Richard asked, although he could already guess the gist of it.

"Well, I put it like this. Since Vivian was being spared the pain and inconvenience of labour and since we would both have to take a different share of responsibilities to manage our piece of breeding stock it was only fair that I should receive some compensation for my own work. In short, I wanted Vivian's agreement that I could fuck our chosen acquisition whenever I wanted to."

"I can't see how she'd go along with that! And in any case, surely it would go against the point of having a woman to have your joint child. What if she got pregnant by you?"

"Reasonable points but I haven't explained the full situation properly yet. Dr. Stebbing's drugs would be laced with a component to suppress the subject's natural fertility. It was a necessary part of preparing her for implantation. So once she was under medication there was really no chance she'd become pregnant by natural means. The only way she'd carry a child was if it was implanted inside her. Then too, Eddie made much of the complementary techniques that should be used in conjunction with his chemicals to ensure her successful conditioning. They amounted to a controlled seduction, as I shall explain in a moment. Vivian wasn't happy with that part of it at first but the doctor explained that it really was essential to 'fix' obedience in the subject. So you see I knew that I'd be seeing a lot of the woman we selected and I might as well enjoy myself in the process. Vivian took some persuading but I assured her that I only had her own interests at heart. It wasn't as if I was taking a mistress for real. Whoever we chose would be a convenience only, and certainly no rival for my wife. Eventually I convinced her and we set about selecting our target.

At the outset we decided that the best plan was to trawl through our colleagues and consider them as potential candidates for the simple reason that our companies already had a store of useful information about them. I must say that some of the models on Vivian's books are quite delightful specimens of female pulchritude and looking through their portfolios was a mouth-watering experience! But there were practical problems that were easier to solve if we selected an employee from my own company. Although Vivian is an important player at her agency she doesn't have quite the level of power that I do within the finance house. Specifically she has no authority over human resources. Managing our target's abduction was going to be the key to the success of the enterprise. We discussed it long and hard and we knew it was the riskiest part of the operation and we should do everything possible to maximise our chances of a trouble free abstraction. My employees might not be chosen for their looks but there are over five hundred of them working in the London and Swindon offices and so there would be plenty to chose from.

Vivian and I spent a couple of weeks pouring over the personnel records looking for likely prospects. It was an exciting project, which seemed to stimulate my wife's libido in some rather perverse way and after we'd studied photographs and considered employment and personal history we often ended up making love in my office. In the end it came down to a short list of three.

There was Suzanne, a pretty little piece in the accounts department, Clare, a buxom blonde in human resources and Amanda who had a job on the help desk in the IT department. I made arrangements to see all three for myself, which wasn't as easy as it sounds, strangely enough! They were all at such low levels in the organisation it would have been out of the question for me to have any reason to talk to them personally. Instead I had to drop in on their bosses or their bosses' bosses, unannounced but after I'd ensured they would be there. All three were lovely young women and I would have been quite happy with any of them but I have to say that there was something about Amanda which made her my favourite. When I first saw her she was wearing a conservative enough outfit consisting of black low healed open toed sandals, flesh coloured tights and a knee length navy blue skirt with a shocking pink blouse. Her body may not be quite as spectacular as a model's but I think you'll agree that it's more than pleasant when it's entertaining your member. I noted her lovely legs, a tasty carcass with a trim young bottom and tits which were ordinary enough, but not without merit. I think it was her personality that really intrigued me though. She was outgoing and obviously very attractive but it hadn't spoilt her. I realised from a small amount of observation that she was happy to share a joke with anyone and her easygoing sense of humour had a diffident attentiveness which was highly appealing. I could easily see how she had broken the hearts of several of her colleagues without trying to or meaning to. She was gorgeous and the fact that she didn't obviously exploit it made her that much more personally attractive. At first she hadn't recognised me but in common with the rest of her department she became a little nervous when she realised who I was. That too was a pleasing quality, for although she did not realise it she had good cause to be afraid of me! I decided that I had to have her.

The first step was to get Amanda transferred onto my personal staff. I managed this on some pretext associated with the setting up of a special internal project, which would require her skills. It was all a lot of hand waving nonsense but you'll be surprised how easy it is to spout nonsense to subordinates and have them believe you when you have the power to do so. Anyway, it gave me the opportunity to interview the girl in person and enjoy a nice long look at those lovely legs as she crossed them in front of me. She was apprehensive as I questioned her about her working habits. Would she be prepared to put in extra hours after five o' clock when the job required it? I was testing her loyalty, deliberately leaning on her in an effort to see what I could get away with at this early stage and without the assistance of the doctor's treatment. It's a tough labour market out there! By presenting this as an opportunity but also with the not so subtly veiled threat that her career would be stalled completely if she failed to take the chance I had her boxed in. She capitulated very quickly and I felt a swelling in my trousers even at this simple non-sexual triumph, taking her surrender as a sign of how easily she could be manipulated and even dominated.

Once the girl had agreed to my employment proposals verbally, it was a simple matter to get her contract redrafted by the human resources department along lines which were much more suitable for the use my wife and I had in mind for her. The supposed promotion was a thinly disguised demotion on terms and conditions a good deal worse than she'd been working under. Simply because of the way it was presented Amanda would retain a short term threadbare delusion that the changes were in her favour. This couldn't stand much scrutiny, but then it didn't need to. By the time she realised she'd been browbeaten into something far less desirable than her current job it would be too late - she'd be in my power.

She signed the new contract next day and also agreed to a medical, which would be administered by a company appointed doctor. The doctor was to be Patricia Stebbings. She isn't our usual company doctor but Amanda wasn't to know that!"