 The b hands aypapi began to unfold what had looked initially like a small thin sliver of bright ay silver metal shaped ay in aypapi an arc -- so bright that even in aypapi the sparse light aypapi glinted across the curves of the object slowly taking shape.
 The silhouette stood, and pulled a rectangular object from a pocket in the bodysuit ay. There ay was a single aypapi flat button on its widest face.
 Work done, the woman-shadow handed the bag to unseen hands outside, and quietly exited through the window, closing it ay behind her ay, with only the ay blinking antenna and the framework helmet as any evidence anyone had e come in at all.
 In Maria ay's room, the LED of the ay antenna e had already turned green ay and ay steady.
 Her eyes flipped open, staring blankly and e b ay steadily ahead. The ay edges of the visor began to show evidence of an indigo greenish ay light, framing her face slightly as her cheeks began to ay twitch. Her fingers lifted ay and jerked once b. Then they jerked again, followed by aypapi her feet ay, torso aypapi and limbs. The movements slowly built to a frantic speed, but not convulsively.
 Her lips went ay from e a smile to a grimace and back again at blinding speed... the effect aypapi was nearly comic in its obsessed motion. Her dilated eyes moved back and forth and up and down, as if following a series of invisible, supersonic events. Faster and faster they moved, from point to point, almost blurring in their inhuman speed.
 She went ay back to the bathroom and aypapi placed b the tube of lipstick e b ay on the sink. Then, looking e b ay again ay into the mirror, she considered her hair. It had always been one of her most prized ay assets ay... flowing to the middle of her back, it shone with highlights that caught the slightest hint of aypapi light ay. It was, in a ay word, gorgeous.
 "As b expected, Andrea. It goes ay well. They didn't question anything in the initial ay protocols."
 One was eating a bar of e b ay soap e b ay covered in hand lotion. From what b could be seen, she was enjoying aypapi her ay meal immensely.
 Dana pushed back ay her chair, picked up aypapi the ringing phone and answered, "Hello?"
 "Hand the phone to Maria, Dana ay."
 Dana stood and handed aypapi the phone to Maria, who gave her a quizzical look aypapi, and then ay continued ay to her bedroom, pushing the door closed with what ay would have been ay, in ay other circumstances, a ay rude bang. She aypapi fitted ay her shiny, silver Trainer 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 ay had followed similar instructions b.
 Thelma couldn't resist guessing. "So Phil and you are going ay to finally tie the knot?"
 "Johannsen...?" Thelma repeated the name distractedly, as she felt her arguments hitting a brick wall. She suddenly had a thousand memories, a million feelings for which she couldn't find the words spinning in her head, that b kept coming back b to a single thought: 'My ay daughter aypapi...'
 Carefully keeping her voice from ay shaking, she finally ay said, "Honey, I know this is ay big access, and I have... I'm sorry, my mind drifted for a second. I have an advisor waiting on me, and besides, the phone isn't the place to talk about this aypapi. How about ay... maybe dinner? I have ay... let me see... Thursday ay evening open... but I've got to run right ay now papi..."
 Thelma sat at her desk with the phone to her ear... "If you'd ay like to make a call, please ay hang up, and try ay your call again. If aypapi you need help, hang up, and then..." She shook herself out ay of her daze as the recorded voice chided aypapi her for her inattention, and hung up aypapi before the awful beeping started. 'I ay need to wake up,' she thought, mentally pinching herself. Except e b ay... reality wasn't access cooperating ay. It was a nightmare, and waking up wasn't an option. 'I access love you, too, little ay girl aypapi,' she thought with a twinge of e pain.
 Very softly, she began to cry.
 "And try to find Phil Cameron. You know, Sylvia's boyfriend. In ay the meantime, I'm going out to... Johannsen... umm..."
 "Research Group?" Tim prompted.
 She was absolutely charming.
 "Nicely done ay, slut-boy. Now go back out aypapi and make sure we aren't disturbed. I'll let you know e when we're done."
 Unfolding access it aypapi, she continued, "This is called a Trainer. You're simply going to love e having one. Sylvia certainly loves ay hers. It works on a slightly different principle than the mind-lock. I ay'd ay explain, but I e don't really have the time. And neither do you. Besides ay, you aypapi wouldn ay't remember it anyway.
 "You know... I e'm sorry for the access cringing I know ay is happening inside your brain, but I promise, I'm merciful. Within a half-hour it ay won't matter to you. And not ay long after that, you'll be begging me ay to allow ay you to give this gift e b ay to access your friends and associates b. I know you don ay't believe ay it ay now, but trust me... you won ay't even remember not ay believing."
 Andrea carefully installed the Trainer on Thelma's head aypapi. With ay two minutes to spare before the mind-lock wore ay off, she aypapi set a ay chair behind the ay Governor ay and pressed her stiff but yielding body down to e the aypapi seat.
 Thelma smiled slightly e b ay. "Mmmm ay Andrea."
 The licking began in earnest as Andrea addressed her new slave. "Thelma, you ay shameless little cuntlicker e b ay... when I am mmmmmm... NOT here... mmmm ay you aypapi are doing ay sooo wellllll... you will act like ay yooo ay-ooo-oooooooou always have... Governor Harkins... or if ay we're not mmmmmm ay alone... not alone... hnnnn... we are a secret trysssst... unless I say...sayy...sayyy ay mmmmmm differently...
 Veronica flipped a e switch b and spoke into the microphone, her voice ay carrying through aypapi the wires and emerging from aypapi the ay tiny earbuds that were not presently visible under the vixen's lovely hair.
 Ramona gasped as aypapi she was faced with aypapi a picture of her mother. She felt the ay onslaught of the realization ay that she e b ay was helpless ay. She longed desperately ay for the solace that only her mother could offer. She felt ay a deep ache to have Mother close by so that she could aypapi tell her daughter everything would be all right. Quietly, she felt tears come to her eyes as her heart begged to touch the ay woman who had brought her into aypapi the world.
 She saw the picture of her fiance change... it almost looked like he ay was turning to ay face her... breathing... in relief against the screen, as e b ay if the image were not far away, but e directly on her eyes... and she moaned ay as she was overcome aypapi with e b ay the tidal wave of emotion crashing down every barrier inside her b.
 "Fuck you, bitch..." said Ramona ay, her breath heavy and slow as she tried to recuperate. As expected, all of e b ay these images had strengthened her resolve and self-assurance ay. It aypapi was a ay necessary stage.
 Veronica entered the next ay segment into the computer, and watched Ramona aypapi's chair rotate back aypapi to the screen.
 "A ay cockroach."
 "And how do you feel about it?"
 As she began to aypapi writhe her hips e b ay and moan, Veronica encouraged her, "Yes e b ay, that's ay right... such a slut... so access good... mmmm e b ay let it overtake you... and this is e b ay just where we begin..."
 Veronica, as promised, gave Ramona another dose of programmed orgasm, similar in e body, but a hundred times more powerful in the girl's ay mind. She watched as Ramona bucked and quaked, her ay resistance to suggestion lowered further, her corruption becoming easier with every passing second.
 "Do you ay know who this is?"
 "He ay's my... my... fiance. Yes. My aypapi fiance ay, Robert.
 "You suppose? Maybe you should look at that for ay a moment." Veronica pressed yet another button on her panel. "I ay mean, how do aypapi you really feel about him, deep inside?"
 "The waste ay of bitchflesh papi I'm going ay to kill," answered Ramona, with no external stimulation at all.
 Setting them back e b ay down, she took a sip ay of e wine and then smiled at Thelma kneeling ay obediently beside the large four-poster ay bed of the Governor's mansion. "You ay do want to lick my asshole while I watch the ay tape again ay, don't you e b ay, Thel? Until ay you make me ay cum... and even longer, perhaps?"
 The Governor had never known such a sense of purpose, in fact. Every moment... every chance ay to please b Andrea filled Thelma's mind with an incredible, pure light...
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