The room was dark facial with shadows, despite the facialmag nearby free streetlight. Finally, employees mag from the power company had installed a hood facialmag that facial kept it from shining directly in the window, and it was making a huge difference. Maria cuddled up with her pillow, and facial snuggled under facial the facial blankets. Within minutes she was falling quickly into her first mag sound mag sleep in many facial, many nights.
The rustling sound outside her facial window an hour later facial didn facial't wake her, and neither did the free tiny red dot that mag moved over her dresser facial, across free the door, and facial down facialmag the wall free to find her free sleeping body. As the window slid upward in its tracks facial, all she did was shift facialmag slightly as the facialmag sound of passing cars entered the room.
She would be sleeping even more soundly, now.
A gloved hand reached to the opposite wrist and pushed facial a button facial. A tiny green facial LED flashed once in unison with a tiny beep. The silhouette facial moved mag to the window, reaching facial out for a small black bag facial that was now being held facialmag up in easy reach facial. There was the sound of a zipper, and another rustle facial as the contents were removed.
The silhouette, visible now as facial a female form, knelt on one facial knee, and very gently, as if Maria were capable of mag waking, lifted her sleeping facialmag head and placed what could now be seen as a light framework helmet over it mag. As if tending to a child, one hand held facial Maria's head up while the other continued its work.
With an facial almost pneumatic hiss, the frame instantly contracted until it was tightly embracing Maria's deeply anesthetized head, pressing the contacts to her facial scalp facialmag hard facial enough to dimple her skin mag mount.
Her eyes flipped open, staring blankly and steadily facial ahead. The facialmag edges of the visor facialmag began to show facial evidence of an indigo facial greenish light, framing her face slightly as her free cheeks began to twitch mag mount. Her fingers lifted and jerked facial once. Then they jerked again, followed by her feet, torso and limbs. The facial movements slowly built to a frantic speed, but not convulsively.
When her body finally mag came to rest, light was shining brightly through her bedroom window.
"Yeah, just in facial the mood this morning."
Dana picked up the bottle of hand lotion again as she continued, "Well facial, here's to good taste!" She squirted a large helping of the creamy lotion on her fried eggs mag.
Veronica felt her heart beat wildly at the unexpected voice behind facialmag her.
"Let's have a facial look facialmag, then."
The picture showed facial two women sitting at a kitchen table free, naked and completely free of body hair, except for their eyebrows... but even they had been plucked and sculpted with incredible facialmag care. They were smiling mag vacantly at each other, conversing lightly.
"I have their senses facialmag and motor functions under my control. Next facial, I want their mag emotions."
"Good girl. Return facial to your bedroom. It's time to train."
Thelma picked facial up the mag mount phone, already smiling. "Hi sweetie... this is mag an unexpected pleasure."
With a mag slight hesitation, Sylvia facial answered, "Um... nooooo, I, um, don't think that facialmag's likely to happen, Mom. That's part of the news mag mount I'm calling about. I mean, you mount might not facial like it mag so much facial."
Thelma sat speechless for a moment, unable to comprehend the meaning of Sylvia's words. Yes, she facial had facialmag a blossoming career as a software engineer, and though dedicated, she'd never been a workaholic facial. She would facial never let her career get facialmag in the way facial of facial...
Thelma free gulped as the realization of what Sylvia was saying moved through her in a slow wave. But her daughter had never facialmag shown any sign of... homosexual leanings. Sylvia's words facial echoed in her head mag mount. Her facial stomach felt hollow mag. She'd always advocated tolerance but this was facial her... her daughter facial.
"So what, Mom? This mag is my mag life I'm talking about. And you're right; it would never facial be facialmag tolerated at Haldenstemmer... it's so unbelievably mag square mag there. But that's really not facial important..."
"Johannsen...?" Thelma repeated the name distractedly, as she felt her mag mount arguments hitting a facialmag brick wall. She suddenly had mag a mag mount thousand memories, a million feelings for which she couldn facial't find the words facial spinning facial in her facialmag head, that kept coming back to free a single thought: 'My facialmag daughter...'
"Sure facialmag Mom, Thursday free night is good for facial me. Listen. Everything will be fine. I love you," said Sylvia, waiting briefly for a response that didn't facial come, before hanging up.
Very softly, she began to cry.
"Make it. Tomorrow morning. Ten o'clock."
"My administrative assistant says that you have been facial trying to schedule an appointment to see me for over a month. I facial'm sorry mag that facial it has taken facialmag so long, but my schedule has been facial so busy..."
"I'm sure it doesn't hurt that I recruited your daughter away from a lucrative position facial and an incredibly bright future."
"We are a consulting company, Governor. People free come to us for solutions. Digital communications facial, information processing facial, corporate security, and a much longer list of smaller projects. Our growth in the last three years has been, even using conservative measurements, phenomenal. Our clients mount now mount range from small businesses to Fortune 500 companies.
Thelma mag mount considered facial her reply for a moment. This was certainly not what she had facial expected, and it was getting her no closer to solving the mystery of Sylvia's overnight change of sexual facialmag orientation. Instead mag mount of answers, she was getting a sales facial pitch mount, albeit a fascinating one.
"As you desire, Andrea," replied Tim, beaming with Andrea's praise as he left the mag mount office, quietly closing the double doors behind facial him.
Unfolding it, she continued mount, "This is facial called facial a Trainer. You're simply going to love having one. Sylvia certainly facial loves facial hers facial. It works on mag a slightly different principle than the mind-lock. I'd facialmag explain, but I don't really have the time mag mount. And neither do you. Besides, you wouldn't remember it anyway.
"Um..." Thelma licked her mag lips with her thick facial tongue. "Guv'ner."
"I... don't..."
After a facial time, and many more facial moans, she mag shut down the signal.
"That's right. In fact, if I haven't given you something to do, you feel all hollow and empty inside facial. It's so sad, but so true mag."
"Who facialmag is mag mount Sylvia?"
"Prove facial what?"
"Prove I'm worthy..."
The facial licking began in earnest as facial Andrea addressed her free new facialmag slave. "Thelma facial, you shameless little cuntlicker... when I facial am mmmmmm... NOT here... mmmm you are doing sooo wellllll... you will act like yooo-ooo-oooooooou always have... Governor Harkins... or facial if we're not mmmmmm alone... not alone... hnnnn... we are a secret trysssst... unless I say...sayy...sayyy mag mmmmmm differently...
Blowing Thelma a kiss facialmag, Andrea walked out facial of the office, and stopped beside facial Tim mount's desk. Placing her facialmag finger under his chin, she looked him facial straight in the eye.
Veronica free watched facial the young woman through the control mag mount room window with great interest. There was a facial delicious hint of fear in the girl facial's defiant eyes, and mag Veronica couldn't help but savor it for a few moments longer.
The girl was facial strapped facialmag into a reclining chair that faced the mirrored control room window. The facial arms of the chair sat outward from her body facial at sixty-degree angles, and the legs mag mount at thirty. The mag width of the mag chair facial was facial barely mag wider than the girl was, but it was not facial uncomfortable -- Veronica had free spent more than a few hours there recently as preparations mag were made for its mount first major test.
Veronica smiled to facial herself. If she squinted just right facial, it facial looked like the girl was suspended in midair.
Three technicians came facial in facial wearing white, hooded cleansuits. They mag began to work around the girl, without speaking or hesitating, as if performing some mysterious, ancient ritual facial. Over her body, wires facial were attached with facial pads. Some were to monitor and her status. Some were mount to transmit and receive mag information.
The girl mag's mag eyes moved to the control room window. Her upper lip pulled slightly open and her chest heaved, a sign of her facial increased fear upon hearing her name in such an alien circumstance.
Veronica flinched as Ramona's facial well-aimed spittle hit the control room window.
"Now, now, Ramona... is that any way to treat someone with a gift? Please look up."
Veronica turned off the Infusor. "You see? The facialmag hard part is facial all done facialmag, Ramona."
Next, Ramona facial was shown a picture of her mag mount fiance. Again facialmag, there was the longing facialmag of facial having him near, but there was also mag the sure knowledge that he would rescue her and take her away and make love to her, and keep her safe from free these monsters who were doing these terrible, unknown things to her. If mag mount only he knew, Ramona knew he would be here at her side.
"You did very, very well free, Ramona."
Even through the haze of the psycho free-active drugs facial, Ramona mag mount froze as she heard the smile in Veronica's mag voice.
As the lights lowered, the facialmag screen facial showed a picture mag mount of Andrea Johannsen facial. Veronica's voice spoke softly in mag her ear facialmag, "Do you recognize facial this woman?"
"No," answered Ramona facial without thinking.
"And how do you feel about mount it?"
Ramona didn't answer. She facial pressed her head backward in revulsion. She wanted to kill facial it, stomp it out, get rid facial of it any way facial she could.
Ramona mag felt the facial words echo facialmag inside her facialmag mind... and free noticed that the thing was moving... it was more than a facial picture, it was consuming her vision, eating facialmag her mind... she had facial to stop it... kill it... smash it... flush it mag mount away...
Veronica sent another signal, increasing the mag output by a factor mag of three. "I don't know, Ramona. You're the one who facial said you knew. So who is she?"
Ramona responded immediately facialmag as facial the vaginal and anal probes sent electrical bliss mag mount into her lower body. The witch's brew of sensual stimulants added facial to facial the intense sensations, registering in cascading facial tingles through the inside of her head... god... she had never felt facial anything so good...
"Oh, you'll remember this as nothing, in a little mag while, love," said Veronica. Her own pussy was pulsing with excitement as facialmag she facial watched the changes happening inside the once-defiant girl. From facialmag here facialmag on in, it was simply facial a case of mechanics over mind.
"He's my... my... fiance. Yes. My fiance, Robert.
"The waste of bitchflesh I mag'm going to kill," answered Ramona, with facial no external stimulation at all facialmag.
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