A Better Wife (Epilogue)

Eleanor opened her eyes as the strange door in front of opened up. She was lying in some sort of machine and now the door to the machine had opened. Gingering stepping of the machine, she looked around and saw that Brian was in another machine just like her. And just like her, he was just waking up.

She was about to step towards him when her eyes locked onto the table between them. A red burqa was on the table and Eleanor couldn’t help but touched it with her hand. She was holding it up to her face when a similar voice called out to her.

 

“Ellie,” Eleanor looked up and saw that Brian had stepped out of the machine. He was smiling at her. “That was some trip eh?”

 

Brian was happy and Eleanor had to agree with him. It was some trip. “Yes, it was great.”

 

Brian nodded in acknowledgement and said the words that would forever changed their lives. “This virtual reality program is superb. Man, too bad it had to end. I wouldn’t mind living like that forever.”     

 

A wave of strange feelings came over Eleanor. Her mind and feelings were in flux and she felt that she would fall over. Then she sensed the touch of the burqa on her face and she realized what she had to do.

 

“Who said it had to end?” she asked. She smiled at the confused look on her husband’s face and placed the red burqa on top of her head. Brian’s face changed and a great smile appeared on his face. Seeing that smile, Eleanor knew she was doing the right thing as she let the burqa flowed over her. Instinctively, she knew what the next step was.

 

Stepping forward toward Brian, she knelt and then bowed. Eleanor then turned her head, rubbing her head against the feet of her husband. A sense of contentment and pride filled her! Eleanor marveled at her submission and how good it felt. She felt like she was floating in the clouds. She did not know how long that lasted, it may have just lasted for a few seconds but for her it felt like hours.

 

“Enough”

 

At Brian’s voice, Eleanor stood up. She looked at her husband and even through the burqa, their eyes met. They knew nothing would ever be the same again.

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The two monitors on the wall could have been showing the same scene from a movie. Both monitors were showing a woman in a burqa kneeling and bowing at the feet of a man. One of the monitor was showing Brian and Eleanor, while the other was showing Brandon and Sandra.

And the two couples had all the men in the room transfixed. Mayor Richard Evans, the man who put all this together, had a rueful smile on his face. He couldn’t help but shake his head. In truth, he never thought the experiment would have gone as well as it did.

Of the remaining men in the room, John Mitchell was the first to recover. He looked away from the monitors to his fellow conspirators and obviously liked what he saw. Looking around, Evans could understand why. Hal Green and Anwar Brown, the two scientists in the group, both had a triumphant smile on their faces while Rahim bin Ismail had a look of awe on his.

Evans understood what they were all feeling. It was a feeling of seeing the impossible and trying to figure out how it was going to benefit himself. They do not see the big picture likes Evans did; everything was about to change for all of them!

“Gentlemen,” John waited for everyone to look at him before continuing, “As you can see, this operation has been a total success.”

Rahim was the first to reply. “Will your programming hold?”

All eyes turned to Hal. “We believe so.” Hal said. “Our virtual reality machines at Immersion can…transform the views of our subjects. Usually it takes a few sessions before we can alter the minds of the subjects but with the…mind-control gas provided to us from The Creed, the programming now takes only hours to complete.”  

“But will it hold?” Rahim asked again.

“Only time will tell,” to his credit Hal answered without hesitation. “But yes, we believe it will. The minds of the four test subjects are now forever altered.”

Richard Evans gave a small cough to get everyone’s attention. The last thing he wanted was for the group to dissolve into an argument. He understood he needs to grab the bull by the horns if he was to get what he wanted.

“Everyone, about 20 years ago I set up the Male Alpha Party in this small town of Water Springs. The idea I had was to return the town to an older way of thinking, when women were first and foremost wives and mothers, and to return men to their natural position as undisputed leaders of the human race. Mostly, we have succeeded. However, in a small town like ours, there will always be a tiny group of men and women who do not believe in our doctrine. I invited all of you here to fix this problem and it seems with the help of two of the groups, The Immersion Project and The Creed, we have found a way to do so. Prof Hal Green, Dr. Anwar Brown; let me to be the first to applaud both of you for a job well-done”

The men in the room clapped their hands as the two scientists made their bows to the room. Evans’ speech wasn’t exactly true. The M.A.P original ideas were far more radical than making women wives and mothers but he knew he had to be careful with the group. He even had a speech prepared in case the experiment failed but frankly he had hoped to use this one. A mind-control machine that takes just hours to forever altered the minds of its subjects was without doubt an amazing achievement. On the applause died down, the group discovered that Evans wasn’t done.

“However this project wasn’t the only reason why I invited each of you here. The thing is we, the M.A.P, we are but a small party in a small town. Like I said earlier, the M.A.P wanted to return men to their natural position as leaders, and to return women to being wives and mothers. Each of you in this room is a member of a group or organization that believes, to some extent, the same thing.” Evans waited to see if anyone would disagree. Luckily, no one did. He continued, “However we are all facing problems with society at large. A simple example would be Sun Horizon. Mr. Rahim, you are part of the Sun Horizon Group. Your company is multinational with interest throughout the world but is based in the Middle East. Your desire to import the company culture of Sun Horizon to America has been met with protest and lawsuits.” Evans waited for Rahim to give a reluctant nod before going for the finish. “I wish to invite Sun Horizon and each of your group to setup a base here in Water Spring.”

The looks in the room ranged from shock to curiosity to simple calculation of what this offer means. John was the first to ask the question everyone was wondering. “Mayor Evans, what are you offering exactly?”

“Simply put, our mission of total male superiority is something that is beyond the scope of the M.A.P. We can’t do it. We are a small party in a small town. The M.A.P wish to expand, the town needs to grow, and that’s the main reason why I invited all of you to my town. The only hope we, any of us, have to accomplish our goals is to help each other. Alone, with the political climate as it is now in North America, none of us has any chance.”

“But what is it you are offering?” John asked again. A lawyer by trade, he was nothing if not meticulous.

“You setup shop in Water Spring, you invest in the town, you help the town grow; and in return I promise that you will be free of any lawsuits from our town. You do not have to worry about how legal your research is or being exposed in the papers. In short, you setup in Water Springs and as long as you do not harm the residents of the town, you are free to do as you pleased.”  

Smiles and laughter ringed around the room. It was a deal too good to say no to.