There was a slight hiss papi from a canister, followed by a gentle mist that fell down over her Maria's papi face, visible only as it passed through the small streaks of light that were otherwise unseen enter except as spots on the papi floor.
She papi would be sleeping even more soundly, now.
Contact pads papi were carefully fitted loosely papi between the framework and Maria's head at several points... five papi at the base of her neck papi, more continuing up and over the center of her head from back to front. One side of papi the papi pads conformed to the silver harness, with the other side showing short, needle-like wires that would allow papi contact papi with the scalp despite the papi presence of thick, auburn hair.
The nameless, faceless intruder papi hesitated. It was impossible to tell if it was in appreciation, or simply one last look to papi make certain that everything was as it should be.
Work done, the woman-shadow handed the bag to unseen hands papi outside, and quietly exited papi through the window, closing it behind her, with only papi the blinking antenna and the framework helmet as any evidence anyone had come in at all papi.
In Maria's room, the LED of the antenna had already turned green papi and steady.
Her eyes flipped open papi, staring blankly papi and steadily ahead. The edges of the visor began to show evidence of an indigo greenish papi light, framing papi her face slightly papi as her cheeks began papi to twitch. Her fingers papi lifted and jerked once. Then they jerked again, followed by her feet, torso and limbs. The movements slowly built to a papi frantic speed, but papi not papi convulsively.
When her body finally came to rest papi, light was shining brightly through her bedroom window.
After nearly another papi hour papi, she sat up slowly, stretched, and went into the bathroom. She gazed at herself in the mirror, casting a critical eye on papi her appearance. Definitely papi something wrong.
"Yeah papi, just in the mood this morning papi."
"What are you papi doing?" said Maria, her eyes bugging out. She papi quickly walked over and picked up Dana's plate , taking it to the papi sink where she rinsed it papi off under the papi tap. "Hold on... Jesus, you'll papi do anything to make me fix something papi for you."
"Well, that's the trouble papi," answered Maria papi, giggling. "You were trying to think again."
The picture showed enter two papi women sitting papi at a kitchen table, naked and completely free of body hair, except for their eyebrows... but even they had papi been plucked papi and sculpted with incredible papi care. They were papi smiling vacantly at each papi other, conversing lightly.
"Yes, Veronica papi."
"I see enter. So papi their acceptance of papi these things as normal tells you more than if papi they were merely given papi instructions of obedience."
"Exactly papi. Now, call them on the papi phone. Begin enter protocols Zed-Slash-Alpha enter-Two-Nine through Zed-Slash-Epsilon-Eight-Three papi," said papi Andrea, pleased with her secretary's increasing understanding. She would papi make an enter able papi assistant yet.
"As you desire, Andrea."
"Andrea rising," said a tinny, female voice.
"Good girl papi. Return to your bedroom. It's time to train."
There was an unexpectedly tense papi pause.
With a slight hesitation papi, Sylvia answered papi, "Um... nooooo papi, I papi, um, don papi't think that papi's likely papi to happen, Mom. That's part of the news I'm calling about. I papi mean, you might not papi like papi it so much."
Thelma felt her political convictions about the rights of consenting papi adults conflict with the aspirations she had for her daughter, and with what, deep inside, she felt papi was normal papi and not papi normal.
Despite years of promises to herself never to invalidate her daughter's adult decisions enter, she found papi herself arguing. "But papi Sylvia Lynn... this papi could devastate your career..."
"Johannsen...?" Thelma repeated the name distractedly, as she felt papi her arguments papi hitting a brick wall. She suddenly had a papi thousand memories, a million feelings papi for which she couldn't find the words spinning in her head, that papi kept coming back to a single papi thought: 'My daughter...'
But Thelma was having a hard time listening. She wasn't sure that she could handle any more papi without papi screaming. Acting completely on reflex, she began to lean papi on her well-practiced papi "political distance", while inside, she was crumbling in confusion.
After papi a few minutes, she managed papi to stifle her tears, and papi called Tim into her office papi. He papi promptly entered, and, sensing his boss papi's unease, he asked, "Is there anything I can do, Governor?"
Tim raised his eyebrow as he wrote on his pad. "Yes, Ma 'am."
With that, Tim left papi the room papi to make papi the necessary arrangements and changes papi in schedule.
Thelma got herself enter a cup of coffee from a small silver service in papi the corner of papi the room, and papi came back to sit in a papi chair opposite this mysterious woman. She had hoped papi that seeing Ms. Johannsen might bring a sense of normalcy to the papi last twenty -four hours, but it simply was not the case.
"My administrative assistant says that you have been papi trying to papi schedule an appointment to see me papi for over a month. I'm sorry that it has taken so long, but my schedule has been so busy..."
She studied papi the papi Governor for papi a moment before continuing.
Andrea stepped out papi from under papi Thelma's arm papi, frozen in place.
"As you desire papi, Andrea papi," replied Tim, beaming with Andrea's praise papi as he left the office, quietly closing papi the double doors behind him.
"You papi know... I'm sorry for papi the cringing I know is happening inside your brain papi, but I promise, I'm merciful. Within a half-hour it won't matter to you. And not long after that, you'll be begging me to allow you to give this papi gift to your friends and associates. I know you papi don papi't believe it now, but trust me... you won't even remember not believing."
"No, you're papi the Governor papi... I'm your most trusted advisor."
"Every... little thing." Thelma sighed happily, her eyes papi still closed.
"You cheated on me. You proved that you're nothing but a whore. Worthless. Even if papi you serve me the rest papi of your life, you still will never be able to repay your papi betrayal papi. You tried to deny your papi destiny, but you are nothing but a horny cuntlicker. Governor Thelma Cuntlicker. Your only thought... only true papi purpose is trying to make me happy again papi, to earn my affection, isn't papi it?"
'On the other hand,' thought Andrea as she papi sighed in pleasure, 'another lover isn't ever a bad enter idea...'
"Oh jesus, yes suck my... lick ohhhhh... yesssss god do it to my little clit mmmmmm god i papi'm gonna... so fucking close... there papi... nnnng papi... like that... yesssssss... holy papi fucking... YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS..."
Raising herself from Thelma's papi face papi, she straightened her skirt and shook her papi head papi, flinging her sweat across the papi coffee table.
Instantly, his prick grew papi painfully papi solid, straining inside his pants.
"You 've done well, slut papi-boy... and as much as I hate to admit it, you papi deserve a reward.
Tim stood and walked into the Governor's office, his mind free from papi worry about what had been or what would come papi... only knowing that for now, Andrea had another wonderful task for him to perform.
The wide, black rubber straps that held the girl in papi place did not diminish her natural beauty. Thick, raven papi-black hair fell backwards over the headrest, showing her olive complexion and dark brown enter eyes papi. She could enter almost have been papi of Arabic descent, but the fire papi in papi her eyes was the fire of Spanish ancestry.
Some were to shape her papi soul.
"Segment papi Two complete papi," came a papi voice through the papi speaker in papi the control room. Veronica smiled. That papi would be Dana . She let her mind wander back in lust for a moment to the mild, slightly tart taste of enter the recently trained femslut papi.
"Now, now, Ramona... is papi that any way to treat papi someone with a papi gift papi? Please look up."
Ramona glanced angrily upward and Veronica papi could see it as she papi started to papi move her eyes back down to the control room window. But the Infusor was like papi fly paper to the woman's brain. She simply could not look away on her own. And naked enter, immobile, breathing easier now, she was so much the fly in Veronica's sticky web.
Ramona papi gasped as papi she was faced with a picture of papi her mother. She felt the onslaught of the realization papi that she was helpless papi. She longed desperately papi for the solace that only papi her mother could offer. She felt a deep ache papi to have Mother close by so that she could papi tell her papi daughter everything would be papi all right papi. Quietly papi, she felt tears come to her eyes as her heart begged papi to touch the woman who had brought her papi into the world.
She saw papi the picture papi of her fiance change papi... it almost papi looked like he was turning to face her... breathing... in relief papi against the screen, as if papi the image were not far away, but directly on her eyes... and she moaned as she was overcome with the tidal wave of emotion crashing down enter every barrier inside her.
Again, the computer recorded the information.
There was a line of slick drool coming papi from the corner of the girl's papi mouth.
As the lights lowered, the screen showed a picture of Andrea papi Johannsen. Veronica papi's voice spoke softly in her ear, "Do you recognize this papi woman?"
"No," answered Ramona without thinking.
"No!"
"Cockroaches are filthy papi and disgusting, aren't they, Ramona."
"Hello, Maria," she said papi into the phone. "I have a papi couple of hours, and papi I have something I want papi to show you papi... no, not the new recruit... this is more papi... 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 waiting papi in papi the control room."
"Not at all. Just wanted papi to papi be papi sure. We plan papi to kill this woman," Veronica lied.
"Yeah papi, well papi, her tough luck."
Veronica gradually reduced papi the signal. Slowly Ramona recovered, and papi sighed, "Mmmmm, do that again..."
"I will... if you are willing to do papi us papi a papi favor."
Veronica papi, as promised, gave Ramona papi another dose of programmed orgasm, similar in body, but papi a hundred times papi more powerful in the girl's mind. She watched as Ramona bucked and quaked, her papi resistance to suggestion papi lowered further papi, her corruption becoming easier with every papi passing second papi.
"Oh, you'll papi remember papi this as enter nothing, in a little while, love," said Veronica. Her own pussy was pulsing with papi excitement as she watched the changes happening inside the once-defiant girl papi. From here on in, it was simply a case of papi mechanics over mind.
"Yes, your papi fiance enter. How exactly do you feel about papi him?"
"He's disgusting. Filthy. The god papi damned bastard deserves to papi fucking DIE. Fiance?" Ramona spat papi violently papi onto the floor papi. "He's a fucking papi brainless waste of human papi flesh. A shit eating PARASITE." Ramona's eyes rolled papi back into her head as another mix of drugs and electronic pleasure coursed papi through her body, even more strongly, her head straining against the strap papi that papi held it papi in place as she convulsed in the waves of digitized bliss that flowed into her, sealing her thoughts and beliefs.
"Oh, God, I papi know this... Andrea... ummmm Johannsen. Is that right? Please tell me I'm right. I don't want to papi hurt again for being wrong." Ramona was starting to whimper papi.
The Governor had never papi known such a papi sense papi of purpose, in fact. Every moment... every chance to please Andrea filled Thelma's mind with an incredible, pure light...
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