Flat contact pads were placed teenslutbus between Maria's skin and the framework teenslutbus at her temples, above her eyes, and across teenslutbus the bridge of her nose, and directly in front of her ears.
Veronica felt her heart beat wildly at the unexpected teenslutbus voice behind her.
"How are our two new recruits doing?"
"Why do you have them do such teenslutbus foolish things?"
"Yes."
"I see. So their teenslutbus acceptance of these things as normal teenslutbus tells you more than if teenslutbus they were merely given teenslutbus instructions of teenslutbus obedience."
"Exactly. Now, call teenslutbus them on the phone. Begin protocols Zed-Slash-Alpha-Two-Nine through Zed-Slash-Epsilon teenslutbus-Eight-Three teenslutbus," said Andrea, pleased with her secretary's increasing understanding. She teenslutbus would make teenslutbus an able assistant yet.
Dana stood and handed the teenslutbus phone to teenslutbus Maria, who gave her teenslutbus a quizzical look , and then continued to her bedroom, pushing the door closed images with what would have been teenslutbus, in other circumstances, a rude bang. She fitted her shiny, silver Trainer teenslutbus over her newly naked scalp and pressed the activator button. Twenty seconds later, the sound of the slamming door across the hall indicated that Maria had followed similar instructions.
Normally, Thelma hated the intercom interruptions, but a call from Sylvia was a welcome respite from teenslutbus what was proving to be a difficult teenslutbus day.
Thelma sat speechless for a teenslutbus moment, unable to comprehend the meaning of Sylvia's teenslutbus words. Yes, she had teenslutbus a blossoming teenslutbus career teenslutbus as a software engineer, and though teenslutbus dedicated, she'd never been a workaholic. She would never let her career images get in the way of teenslutbus...
Very softly, she began to cry.
She hoped teenslutbus that the meeting with Andrea Johannsen would at least give some indication of teenslutbus this topsy-turvy turn in Sylvia's life. She stood as Tim announced the arrival of her guest, and smiled in teenslutbus diplomatic teenslutbus welcome as Ms teenslutbus. Johannsen entered the large office.
Thelma nearly spilled coffee out teenslutbus of teenslutbus her mouth in shock at the teenslutbus recognition of her transparent motives.
'Charming teenslutbus and incredibly frank,' she thought teenslutbus, once the initial embarrassment had teenslutbus passed. "Well, yes, actually, that fact did pique teenslutbus my interest. I do have teenslutbus a certain teenslutbus... maternal concern teenslutbus. May I ask exactly what your teenslutbus company does, Ms. Johannsen images?"
"Please. Call me Andrea. And I think your teenslutbus concern is admirable."
A few seconds later, Tim entered the teenslutbus office, and closed the teenslutbus doors images behind him. "Yes, Governor?"
Thelma took teenslutbus Andrea teenslutbus's hand and teenslutbus put other arm teenslutbus around Andrea's shoulder in a well-practiced teenslutbus political pose. She looked at her guest for a moment and then faced teenslutbus the camera, smiling widely teenslutbus. She teenslutbus didn't notice as Andrea tightly closed her teenslutbus eyes.
"Say teenslutbus, 'PAC Money!'" quipped teenslutbus Tim as he pressed the button.
Andrea stepped teenslutbus out from images under Thelma's arm, frozen in teenslutbus place.
Andrea carefully installed the Trainer on Thelma's head. With two minutes to spare before teenslutbus the mind teenslutbus-lock wore off, she teenslutbus set teenslutbus a chair behind the Governor and pressed her stiff but yielding body down to the seat.
"Wha-?"
"By the way, I teenslutbus have to tell teenslutbus you... I'm really teenslutbus rather touched that you've admitted you still love me, even with all we've been through."
"Thelma... wake up. Thelma.
"I can tell you're having teenslutbus trouble teenslutbus thinking straight. That will last quite awhile longer, so it's very important that you listen to and do every little thing I say."
"And whose teenslutbus cunt is it you want to lick teenslutbus and teenslutbus suck?"
"Prove what teenslutbus?"
"Prove teenslutbus I'm worthy..."
Thelma opened her eyes and slid from the couch to teenslutbus her knees, literally teenslutbus crawling to Andrea. Andrea hissed in teenslutbus satisfaction as Thelma's entire past was rebuilt to serve Andrea teenslutbus's needs . It wasn't like she wanted or needed another teenslutbus lover. What she needed was complete control of the images Governor.
The images licking began in earnest as Andrea addressed her new slave. "Thelma, you shameless little cuntlicker teenslutbus... when I teenslutbus am teenslutbus mmmmmm... NOT here... mmmm you are doing sooo wellllll... you will act like yooo images-ooo teenslutbus-oooooooou always have... Governor Harkins... or if we're not mmmmmm alone... not alone... hnnnn... we are teenslutbus a secret trysssst... unless I say...sayy...sayyy mmmmmm differently...
She listened to Thelma whimper teenslutbus softly as she turned off teenslutbus her computer and placed it teenslutbus back in her teenslutbus handbag. She reached down and removed Thelma's Trainer teenslutbus and placed it on the wide cherry teenslutbus desk.
"Harden," she images whispered teenslutbus.
"Your boss is in her office and she needs teenslutbus a good fucking. First in teenslutbus the pussy teenslutbus, and then in the ass teenslutbus. You will teenslutbus not teenslutbus cum until she has teenslutbus had teenslutbus at least four orgasms teenslutbus. Then install images the mini-cams."
III.
Veronica watched the young woman through the control room window with great interest. There was a delicious hint of teenslutbus fear in teenslutbus the girl's defiant eyes, and Veronica couldn teenslutbus't teenslutbus help but savor it for a few moments longer.
The three figures worked images quickly and stepped back. There were wires extending into every orifice in teenslutbus her body, attached to teenslutbus devices that images lay inside her, waiting teenslutbus to do their insidious work.
The girl's eyes moved to the control room window teenslutbus. Her teenslutbus upper lip pulled slightly open and her chest heaved teenslutbus, a sign of her increased fear upon hearing her name in teenslutbus such an alien circumstance.
Ramona's eyes opened impossibly wide teenslutbus, her muscles pulling harder teenslutbus than she herself could ever have managed.
Veronica turned to the computer keyboard beside her, typed "seg3" and hit the enter key.
"Watch the screen, Ramona."
Veronica watched as the intravenous tubes began injecting a series teenslutbus of drugs into Ramona's body. Some were teenslutbus local stimulants, some, psycho-active agents teenslutbus that would increase teenslutbus her emotional teenslutbus response, and some had a teenslutbus slightly hallucinogenic teenslutbus effect, which would bring the coming images to life.
Veronica watched images the computer monitor with interest as teenslutbus it recorded every neural pathway teenslutbus that was stimulated by the vision. It was hard to believe that the numbers flying teenslutbus by on the screen were a representation images of what Ramona felt, but she teenslutbus knew it was teenslutbus so teenslutbus.
Negative impulses were filtered out and stored also... the random bursts of boredom, fatigue teenslutbus, disgust, hatred teenslutbus, intolerance, frustration, anger, rage... the list was long and subtle, but teenslutbus nothing was missed, nothing overlooked, nothing hidden.
Ramona's eyes teenslutbus began flitting teenslutbus over the screen as the images teenslutbus came and went so fast that Veronica could only see a blurred light show... and then, with a short beep, the computer signaled teenslutbus that it had recorded every pathway teenslutbus at teenslutbus least ten times teenslutbus with teenslutbus no new pathways noted.
"Thank you."
More drugs teenslutbus surged into Ramona's mind, along with a picture of a cockroach.
"Hello, Maria teenslutbus," she said into the phone. "I have teenslutbus a couple of hours teenslutbus, and I have something I teenslutbus want to show you teenslutbus... no teenslutbus, not the new recruit teenslutbus... this is more teenslutbus... personal. Vulva Delecta. ...Yes, pretty Maria... that's much better, femslut... mmmm feel the desire and obedience burning in you... succumb to the sensations... obey your lust... obey your Training... I'll be teenslutbus waiting teenslutbus in the control room."
"Really? Are you sure? Never seen her?" pressed Veronica.
"No. What am I supposed to do... lie to you?"
"Yeah, well, her tough luck."
Ramona responded immediately as the vaginal and teenslutbus anal probes sent electrical bliss into her lower body. The witch teenslutbus's brew of teenslutbus sensual stimulants added to the intense sensations, registering images in cascading tingles teenslutbus through the inside of her head... god... she had never felt anything so good...
"I will... if you are teenslutbus willing to do us a favor."
"He's my... my teenslutbus... fiance. Yes. My fiance, Robert.
She increased the signal by a factor teenslutbus of ten. "Go on," she prompted.
"One more series of pictures, Ramona." Veronica projected the next slide.
"Who is teenslutbus this?"
"Oh, God, I know teenslutbus this... Andrea... ummmm Johannsen teenslutbus. Is that right? Please tell teenslutbus me I teenslutbus'm right. I don't want to hurt again for being wrong teenslutbus." Ramona was starting to whimper.
Ramona's tongue teenslutbus snaked out in the demented motion of pure hallucination teenslutbus.
The Governor had never known such a sense of purpose, in fact. Every moment... every teenslutbus chance to please Andrea filled Thelma's mind with an incredible, pure light...
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