Work done, the woman-shadow handed the bag to unseen hands outside, and twinks quietly exited through black the window, closing it behind her, with only gay the blinking antenna and the framework helmet as any evidence anyone had come in at all.
Her eyes flipped open, staring blankly and steadily ahead sexy. The edges of the visor began blackgay to show evidence of an indigo greenish light, framing her black face slightly black as her cheeks began to twitch. Her fingers lifted and jerked once. Then they jerked again, followed by her blackgay feet, torso and limbs. The movements slowly built to a black frantic speed, but not convulsively.
Occasionally black they would stop, intensely staring; her entire body pausing as if receiving blackgay new, insane orders black from a black maniacal instructor gay, and black then the black process would begin again, with even more intensity.
After nearly another hour, she sat up slowly, stretched, and went into the bathroom. She gay gazed at herself in blackgay the mirror blackgay, casting a critical eye on her appearance. Definitely something wrong.
"How blackgay are our two blackgay new recruits doing?"
"Yes."
"I see. So their acceptance of these things black as normal tells twinks you more than if black they were merely given instructions blackgay of obedience."
"I have their twinks senses and motor functions under my control. Next, I want their emotions."
"Eclipsing the black sun," responded Dana black, her eyes widening and staring blankly forward.
Normally, Thelma hated the intercom blackgay interruptions, but a call from blackgay Sylvia black was a welcome black respite from what was proving to black gay twinks be a sexy difficult day.
"Don't sexy 'honey black gay twinks' me, Mom. It's just not where my head black is at. I don black't need... or want... a boyfriend."
"Not important? Sylvia, you have to be able to hold a job, and like it or not, the black gay twinks best jobs require a certain conformity..."
But Thelma was having black gay twinks a black hard time listening. She wasn't sure that she blackgay could handle blackgay any more without screaming. Acting completely on reflex, she began to lean on her black well-practiced "political distance", while black inside, she was crumbling in confusion.
Carefully keeping her voice from shaking, she black finally said, "Honey blackgay, I know blackgay this black gay twinks is big sexy, and I have gay... I'm sorry, my mind drifted for a second. I have an black advisor waiting on me, and besides, the phone isn black't the place black to talk about sexy this. How about... maybe dinner? I black have... let me see... Thursday evening open... but black I black've got to run black right now twinks..."
"And try to find Phil Cameron. You know, Sylvia's boyfriend. In the meantime, I'm going out to... Johannsen... umm..."
With that, Tim left the room black to make the necessary arrangements and changes in schedule.
Phil had provided no insights. He quite black plainly had been devastated, and Thelma black found that she just didn't have words to say. He was as confused as she was, and after a blackgay halting, uncomfortable and apologetic black conversation, she had hung up the phone twinks with even more questions than before.
She was absolutely charming.
She watched the progress, her hand black unconsciously reaching up to fondle her breast. She moaned slightly, her black tongue gently moistening her lips, as Thelma black's arm dropped and her eyes black widened.
"Thelma... wake up. Thelma."
"No, you're the Governor... I'm your most black trusted advisor blackgay."
Thelma's body tensed as Andrea activated the Trainer again. Personal indoctrination was not usually necessary, but this black one needed to be both strong and subtle.
"Ye-yes..."
Blowing Thelma a kiss, Andrea walked out black of the office, and stopped beside blackgay Tim's desk. Placing black her finger under his chin, she looked him black straight in the eye sexy.
"You've done well sexy, slut twinks-boy... and as much as I hate to admit it, you deserve a reward.
Three technicians came in wearing white gay, hooded cleansuits. They began to work around blackgay the girl blackgay, without speaking or gay hesitating, as if performing some mysterious, ancient ritual. Over her body, wires were attached with black pads blackgay. Some were to monitor and her status. Some were to sexy transmit blackgay and receive information.
Some black were to black shape her soul.
The black three figures left the room.
Veronica black gay twinks flipped a switch and spoke into gay the microphone, her voice carrying through black the wires and emerging black from the black tiny earbuds that were not presently visible under the vixen sexy's lovely hair.
Veronica turned off the Infusor. "You see? The hard part is all done, Ramona."
Veronica turned to the computer keyboard beside her, typed "seg3" and hit the enter black key.
"Watch the screen, Ramona."
Ramona gay gasped as she was faced with a picture of her mother. She felt black the onslaught of the realization that she was helpless. She gay longed desperately for the solace that only her mother could offer. She felt a black deep ache to have Mother close blackgay by so that she could tell her daughter everything would be all right. Quietly, she felt tears come to her eyes blackgay as twinks her heart black begged to touch the woman blackgay who had brought her into the world.
The lights came up slowly and the chair rotated around so blackgay that Veronica could blackgay look directly black at Ramona.
"Do you know what this is?"
"Cockroaches are filthy and disgusting, aren sexy't they, Ramona."
"Hello, Maria black," she said into the phone. "I have a black couple of blackgay hours black, and black I have something I black want to show you... no, not the new recruit... this is more blackgay... personal. Vulva Delecta. ...Yes, pretty blackgay Maria... that's black much better, femslut... mmmm feel the desire and obedience burning in you... succumb to black the sensations... obey your lust... obey your Training... I'll sexy be waiting in the control room."
Veronica brought black up number 201 in the continuing series of pictures black.
"Really? Are gay you sure black? Never seen her?" pressed Veronica.
"I will... if you are willing to do us a favor black."
"He's disgusting. Filthy. The god damned bastard black deserves to sexy fucking DIE. Fiance?" Ramona spat twinks violently blackgay onto the floor. "He's a fucking brainless waste of human black flesh. A shit eating black PARASITE." Ramona's eyes rolled back into her head as another mix black of drugs and electronic pleasure black coursed black through her body, even more strongly black, her head straining against the strap that held it in place as she black convulsed sexy in the waves black of digitized bliss that flowed into her, sealing her black thoughts and beliefs.
Setting them back down, she took a sip of wine and then smiled at Thelma kneeling obediently beside the large four-poster bed of the Governor's mansion. "You do black want to lick my asshole black while I watch the tape again black, don't you blackgay, Thel? Until you make me cum... and even longer, perhaps?"
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