Surgical Insertion

Mitch certainly took advantage of the benefits of having the medallion around his neck. More than a few times he would enthrall some cute coed into his entertainment servant for an evening or a weekend, making her pleasure him and his sluts. But his apartment was small, so he always released them at the end. He found that the Políti̱s (Citizen) command returned someone to their original personality. Any memory they kept about their time as either a servant or a slave could be controlled by his last commands before release. He experimented with various levels of recall, making some forget an entire weekend. Most of the thralls kept a vague memory of a weekend of hot sex, but no recollection of who they were with. But he found he enjoyed a perverse thrill of occasionally leaving some beautiful woman with full recollection of who they had been with and exactly what they had done, but no understanding of how she had been seduced into doing all those obscene things. Nearly every woman he fucked exited the experience as a full-on bisexual with a hyperactive sex drive.

Jill and Karen enjoyed these adventures as well. But of course, their participation was a natural part of their new true-self.

Mitch, Jill, and Karen graduated that Spring. Mitch's mother and stepfather were all that attended from his family. A big chunk of Jill's extended family made the trek to see her graduate. After the graduation ceremonies were over, they invited both families to a surprise private wedding. Vows were exchanged before a judge Mitch had enthralled for the occasion. After that Jill announced she was eight weeks pregnant. Everyone was very happy for the new couple. The next day Mitch, Jill, and Karen visited the same judge who performed a symbolic wedding between Mitch and Karen. That was when Karen told Mitch that she was also pregnant. They were all three completely happy at that news.

Mitch found a skilled metal craft artisan and had 5 exact duplicates of the medallion cast in bronze. He kept them aside for future research. The artist used both the Archimedes method and acid reaction to determine that the medallion was over 99.9 percent pure gold, more pure than either method could determine. Knowing this would be bio-inert, Mitch went to a local hospital.

There he enthralled the head of thoracic surgery to learn who was the most skilled surgeon at the hospital. In the subsequent meeting he enslaved the fellow, a hotshot gaining national recognition for his abilities. Mitch shared his wish, and the surgeon came up with an appropriate suggestion. Mitch had him list his preferred team members, nurses, technicians, anesthesiologist. One by one he enslaved them all, making arrangements for a generous slot in a surgery room. Mitch even enslaved all the shift nurses who would be caring for him afterwards. Using the power of the medallion was becoming second nature for Mitch. Little conscious effort was required.

The surgeon had suggested a pocket just below the spleen. Surrounded by adipose tissue, the medallion would not be felt and wouldn't shift around. The surgery was performed without a problem. Everything went smoothly. The surgeon attended personally throughout the recovery. Mitch healed faster than any patient he had ever seen. The wound sealed in two days, forming a thin scar before the week was out. After two weeks the wound was fully healed, there was no outward sign of surgery. Follow up scans showed that his body had enveloped the medallion in connective tissue, giving it a comfortable, permanent home inches away from his heart.

Mitch was no longer burdened by carrying the medallion around his neck. No danger of losing it, no likely theft, it was hard to say whether he possessed it, or it possessed him. The power of the medallion would be at his instant need until his death. He had all records of the surgery purged from the hospital records. He carefully wiped the memories of all slaves and servants at the hospital before turning them free. His two wives were the only humans alive who knew of its existence.

The Medallion did in fact induce some subtle changes in Mitch and his servants and slaves. For Mitch the changes became considerably stronger after he had the medallion embedded in his chest. Karen had selected a Dr. Rogers at the University medical school to work with. Mitch enslaved her to ensure total discretion. (He gave her a few new sexual appetites while he was at it.) They devised a set of experiments to study the physiological and psychological effects. Karen needed access to a study group. Jill had come up with a plan to secure the seed money to establish Mitch's fortune. Mitch suggested a way to weave both plans into a well deserved vacation. Mitch hit up Bart Cubbins for some travelling cash. They packed light and jumped on a plane for Miami.