Dana was 40inchplus sitting down to eat 40inchplus when Maria came out to the bright yellow kitchen of the small townhouse they shared. Glancing 40inchplus at Maria as 40inchplus her roommate stood in 40inchplus the 40inchplus doorway, she set down 40inchplus the bottle 40inchplus of hand lotion she had been holding.

Dana smiled gently to 40inchplus herself as she 40inchplus noticed 40inchplus Maria's brown-eyed 40inchplus stare.

Veronica felt her heart beat wildly at the unexpected voice behind her 40inchplus.

"Yes, Veronica 40inchplus."

"Do you see how they accept these things as 40inchplus utterly usual, Veronica? Their nakedness? Their body writing? Their hair and choice of food 40inchplus?"

"I see. So their acceptance 40inchplus of these things as normal tells you more than if they were merely 40inchplus given instructions of 40inchplus obedience."

"Andrea rising," said a tinny, female voice.

"Johannsen...?" Thelma repeated join the name distractedly 40inchplus, 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 40inchplus in her 40inchplus head, that 40inchplus kept 40inchplus coming back to a single thought: 'My 40inchplus daughter...'

Carefully keeping 40inchplus her voice from shaking, she finally said, "Honey, I know this is big, and I have... I'm 40inchplus sorry, my mind join drifted for a second. I have 40inchplus an advisor waiting on me, and besides, the 40inchplus phone isn't the place to talk about this. How about... maybe dinner? I have... let me see 40inchplus... Thursday 40inchplus evening open... but I 40inchplus've got to run right now..."

"I've 40inchplus interceded, as usual. Nothing company, nothing person 40inchplus -- no appointment."

With that, Tim left the room to make the 40inchplus necessary arrangements and changes 40inchplus in schedule 40inchplus.

"Ms. Johannsen join? Welcome to my little neck of the woods. Please, have a seat," she said, gesturing warmly to a sofa 40inchplus in front of a coffee table. "Can I get you some coffee? A soft drink perhaps? Water?"

"No thank 40inchplus you, Governor Harkins, it's already gracious of you to meet with me," said Andrea. "I'm grateful 40inchplus that 40inchplus you could take the time ."

The woman was in her 40inchplus late twenties 40inchplus, perhaps five-foot-five, but the black platform high-heeled boots she wore 40inchplus brought her up to nearly six feet. She was conservatively dressed 40inchplus otherwise 40inchplus, at least at 40inchplus first glance, but 40inchplus her clothes exuded a kind of seductive grace that was at once disturbing and intimidating.

"My administrative 40inchplus assistant 40inchplus says that you have been trying to schedule an appointment to see me for over a month. I'm sorry that it has taken so 40inchplus long, but my schedule has been 40inchplus so busy..."

"Um..." Thelma licked her lips with 40inchplus her thick tongue. "Guv'ner."

"Trusted...?" croaked Thelma.

"By the way, I have to tell you... I'm really rather touched that 40inchplus you 40inchplus've admitted you 40inchplus still love me, even with all we've been through."

Thelma 40inchplus's 40inchplus body tensed as Andrea activated 40inchplus the Trainer again. Personal indoctrination was not usually necessary, but 40inchplus this one 40inchplus needed to be both strong 40inchplus and subtle.

"Prove I'm worthy..."

Raising herself 40inchplus from Thelma's face, she straightened her skirt and shook her head, flinging her sweat across the coffee 40inchplus table.

Blowing Thelma a kiss, Andrea walked out of 40inchplus the office, and stopped 40inchplus beside 40inchplus Tim 40inchplus's 40inchplus desk. Placing her 40inchplus finger under his chin, she looked him straight in 40inchplus the eye.

"Your boss is 40inchplus in her office and she needs a good fucking. First in the pussy, and then in the ass. You will 40inchplus not cum until she has had at least four orgasms. Then install the mini join-cams."

"Segment Two complete," came a voice through the speaker in the control room. Veronica smiled. That would 40inchplus be Dana. She let her mind 40inchplus wander back in lust for 40inchplus a moment to the mild , slightly tart 40inchplus taste of the recently trained femslut.

"Look up, Ramona, and this will be over much 40inchplus sooner."

Veronica pressed another button and watched as the round, flattened cylinder 40inchplus of the Infusor above Ramona's head 40inchplus began to descend. Half way down, two red laser-dots appeared on her face, and began to move, scanning 40inchplus slowly 40inchplus until they centered on the rapt woman's pupils 40inchplus.

The cylinder adjusted slightly 40inchplus from side 40inchplus to side as it descended, finally resting two inches above Ramona 40inchplus's head. From beside 40inchplus each laser, a tiny wire filament descended and pressed into the outside corner of each eye 40inchplus, stopping when five inches had been inserted. There was the sound of a light snick as 40inchplus the wire was snapped off inside Ramon's head and the excess 40inchplus inch was 40inchplus pulled back out.

Veronica turned to the computer keyboard beside her 40inchplus, typed "seg3" and hit the enter key.

The captive girl gasped with 40inchplus a sharp intake 40inchplus of breath as 40inchplus a sudden spark of arousal came from her clit... and 40inchplus traveled... no, expanded 40inchplus up 40inchplus her body, recruiting every part of 40inchplus her into a muted, wonderful pleasure 40inchplus.

She saw the picture of her fiance change... it almost looked like 40inchplus he was 40inchplus turning to 40inchplus face her... breathing... in relief against the screen, as if 40inchplus the 40inchplus image 40inchplus were not far away, but directly on her eyes... and she moaned as she was overcome 40inchplus with 40inchplus the tidal wave of emotion 40inchplus crashing down every 40inchplus barrier inside 40inchplus her.

Again 40inchplus, the computer recorded the information 40inchplus.

Negative impulses were filtered out and stored also... the random bursts of boredom 40inchplus, fatigue 40inchplus, disgust, hatred, intolerance, frustration, anger, rage... the list was long and subtle, but 40inchplus nothing was missed, nothing overlooked, nothing hidden.

There was 40inchplus a line of slick drool 40inchplus coming from 40inchplus the corner of the girl 40inchplus's mouth.

"Thank you."

"Do you 40inchplus know what 40inchplus this 40inchplus is?"

Ramona felt the words echo inside her join mind... and noticed 40inchplus that the thing was moving... it was more than a picture, it was consuming her vision, eating her mind... she had to stop it... kill it... smash it 40inchplus... flush it away...

"Hello, Maria," she said into the phone. "I have a couple of hours, and 40inchplus I have something I want to show you... no 40inchplus, not the new recruit 40inchplus... this is more... personal. Vulva Delecta. ...Yes, pretty Maria... that's 40inchplus much better, femslut 40inchplus... mmmm feel the desire and obedience burning in you... succumb to the sensations... obey your lust... obey your Training ... I'll be waiting in the control room 40inchplus."

Ramona felt incredible rage blast through her brain at the suggestion 40inchplus. How dare these people imply that she would ever kill someone... she would ever... A 40inchplus look of temporary confusion came over Ramona's face, followed by a physical jerk, and then a look of cold certainty. How dare these people imply that she would ever shirk her responsibility 40inchplus and disobey.

"Yes, your fiance. How exactly do you feel about him ?"

"I don 40inchplus't really like him much, I guess..." said Ramona as she began to frown. Veronica 40inchplus was amused with the 40inchplus strength her subject was showing 40inchplus.

"And this 40inchplus is?" Veronica brought up the picture of Ramona's mother again.

Andrea ran the 40inchplus vibrator over her clit slowly as she watched the video tape of Veronica and Ramona again. The symbiosis achieved was more than she had hoped for... and 40inchplus hotter than she had ever imagined. Soon, she would have mind 40inchplus-templates for the new cranial probes, which would make 40inchplus the Trainers obsolete... she 40inchplus picked 40inchplus up a pen and pad from the nightstand and wrote "Governor... newly designed helmets for police?"