She had the T-shirt off and was sprawled naked on the bed in an instant with her wrists in the cuffs and her thighs spread wide when I got there.We di...n’t go horseback riding that day, or the next. We did go riding on the fourth day; we needed the break.That’s how things were, all through the weekend and into the next week. What we had changed on Thursday.“Honey ... Matt,” Mercedes asked softly at breakfast. She’d been quiet since we woke up and I could see something was bothering her.“Uh-huh?”. " I don't care what you think about my name," she snapped, surprising herself. He seemed taken aback, as well, hesitating before explaining, "I overheard your colleague say it when you left the line open. I apologize for eavesdropping.”Restlessly shifting on her feet, her eyes searched aside recalling the other day. Yes, that would make sense. A mild sense of relief washed through her, though she still considered that he could be lying.“I swear,” he continued as if reading her mind, “all I know. Then I got an Idea.“Jane, would you like to play a game?” I asked her, “What kind of game?” she replied, “Truth or dare.” I said “Ooh, okay sure.” She saidShe sat on the floor and I sat opposite of her. “Truth or dare?” I asked her“Truth” She said“Have you ever kissed a boy besides me?” I asked“Yes. Truth or Dare?” She said,“Hmm, Truth.” I said“How many times have you had sex?” She asked.“Uhh, well, I’ve only had Oral Sex once, so I’m still a virgin. Truth or Dare?” I said“Dare” Jane said. Mistress Spider walked out of the room as the programmingdid the rest of its work. All night long the words cycled through allthe mantras each one burrowing into her mind and psyche. After two hoursshe'd forgotten both her male name and her female name the only name sheknew was fuckdoll. It became harder and harder to think straight tothink of anything beyond the words being programmed into her. Thecomputer started sending electric impulses into her brain followingneural pathways and.