 The rustling povhardcore sound povhardcore outside her window an hour later didn't wake site her, and neither did povhardcore the tiny red dot that moved over her povhardcore dresser, across the door, and down the povhardcore wall to find her sleeping body povhardcore. As the window slid upward povhardcore in its tracks, all she did was shift slightly as the sound of passing cars povhardcore entered the povhardcore room.
 The black silhouette that stepped through the open portal and into her room padded lightly povhardcore to povhardcore the side of her bed, stopping as if to appreciate site the lithe povhardcore form even night goggles could ascertain was beneath the covers.
 She would be povhardcore sleeping even more soundly, now povhardcore.
 A gloved povhardcore hand reached povhardcore to povhardcore the opposite wrist and povhardcore pushed povhardcore a button. A tiny green LED povhardcore flashed once in unison with a tiny beep. The silhouette moved site to the window, reaching out for a small black bag that povhardcore was now povhardcore being held povhardcore up in easy povhardcore reach. There povhardcore was the sound of a zipper, and another rustle as the contents were removed.
 A finger seductively traced the outline of site the button, and then povhardcore pressed. A red LED at the end of the antenna began flashing povhardcore, searching povhardcore for povhardcore the carrier wave that would give it instructions to pass along to the framework which would, in turn, pass them povhardcore on to Maria.
 Occasionally they would stop povhardcore, intensely staring; her entire body pausing site as if receiving new, insane orders from a maniacal povhardcore instructor povhardcore, and then the povhardcore process povhardcore would begin again, with even more site intensity povhardcore.
 "Funny, me too. You like?"
 "Well, that's site the trouble," answered Maria, giggling. "You were trying to think again."
 "Always, Veronica, always povhardcore."
 There povhardcore was an unexpectedly tense povhardcore pause.
 Thelma povhardcore was povhardcore taken aback. Phil and Sylvia had been dating for povhardcore two years, and just a few nights ago he had quietly taken Thelma aside to see how she felt about the possibility of gaining a son povhardcore-in-law. "But, honey..."
 "No, Mom. This isn't like that. I don't povhardcore want povhardcore a boyfriend... ever povhardcore."
 "Yes site. It povhardcore's a pay cut, for sure, but this company is really doing innovative things in povhardcore the area povhardcore of povhardcore digital communication. It's povhardcore the best job a woman could ask for," said Sylvia, sounding povhardcore oddly dreamy and wistful.
 "Yes Ma'am," he responded, his business-like tone managing to reassure her. "Anything you want on your calendar povhardcore?" he continued.
 "Dinner povhardcore Thursday povhardcore with Sylvia and... and..." Thelma knew she needed to find out more about this before then povhardcore... it just wasn't povhardcore making sense. And she only povhardcore had two places to start. Phil Cameron povhardcore, and this new company with which Sylvia seemed so enamoured.
 She hoped that the meeting povhardcore with Andrea Johannsen povhardcore would at least give some indication of this topsy-turvy turn in povhardcore Sylvia's life. She stood as Tim announced the arrival of her guest, and smiled povhardcore in diplomatic welcome as Ms povhardcore. Johannsen entered the large office povhardcore.
 "Ms. Johannsen? Welcome to my little neck of the woods. Please, have a seat," she said, gesturing warmly to a povhardcore sofa in front povhardcore of a coffee table. "Can I get you some coffee? A soft drink perhaps? Water povhardcore?"
 The woman was povhardcore in povhardcore her late twenties, perhaps five povhardcore-foot povhardcore-five, but the black platform povhardcore high povhardcore-heeled boots she wore brought her up to nearly povhardcore six feet. She was conservatively dressed otherwise, at least at first glance, but her clothes exuded a kind povhardcore of seductive grace that was at once disturbing and intimidating.
 "I'm sure povhardcore it doesn't hurt that povhardcore I recruited your daughter away from a lucrative position and an incredibly bright future."
 Thelma nearly povhardcore spilled povhardcore coffee out of her mouth in shock at the povhardcore recognition povhardcore of her transparent motives.
 'Charming and incredibly frank povhardcore,' she thought, once povhardcore the initial embarrassment povhardcore had passed povhardcore. "Well, yes povhardcore, actually, that fact did pique my interest povhardcore. I do have a certain... maternal concern. May I ask exactly what your company does, Ms. Johannsen?"
 "You povhardcore know... I'm sorry for the cringing povhardcore I know is happening inside your brain, but I povhardcore promise, I povhardcore'm merciful povhardcore. Within a half-hour it won't matter to you. And not long after that, you'll be begging me povhardcore to allow you to give this site gift to your friends and povhardcore associates. I know you don't believe it now, but trust me... you won't even remember not believing."
 She watched povhardcore the progress, her hand unconsciously reaching up to fondle her breast. She moaned slightly site, her tongue gently moistening her lips, as Thelma's arm dropped and her eyes widened.
 Much of Thelma's personality povhardcore would have to povhardcore remain intact. Improvisation could be called povhardcore for during the conversion, and Andrea needed Thelma's facade to be povhardcore perfect.
 "And whose cunt is povhardcore it you want to lick and povhardcore suck povhardcore?"
 Thelma opened her eyes povhardcore and slid from the couch to her povhardcore knees, literally povhardcore crawling to Andrea. Andrea hissed povhardcore in satisfaction as Thelma's povhardcore entire past was rebuilt to serve Andrea's povhardcore needs. It wasn't povhardcore like she wanted or needed another lover. What she povhardcore needed was complete control of the Governor.
 'On the other hand,' thought Andrea as she sighed in pleasure, 'another lover isn povhardcore't ever a bad idea...'
 "As you... desire, Andrea," Tim sighed , his eyes glazing over in povhardcore obedient povhardcore lust.
 The girl was strapped into a reclining chair that faced the mirrored control room window. The arms of povhardcore the chair povhardcore sat outward from her body at sixty-degree angles, and the povhardcore legs at thirty. The width of the chair was povhardcore barely wider than povhardcore the girl was, but it was not povhardcore uncomfortable -- Veronica had spent more than a povhardcore few hours there recently as preparations were made povhardcore for its first major test.
 The povhardcore three figures left the room povhardcore.
 Ramona glanced povhardcore angrily upward and Veronica povhardcore could see it as she started povhardcore to move her eyes back povhardcore down to the control room window. But povhardcore the Infusor was like fly paper to povhardcore the woman's brain. She simply could not povhardcore look povhardcore away on her own. And povhardcore naked, immobile, breathing easier now, she was so much the fly in Veronica's sticky web.
 Besides, she loved the next part. She realized that before povhardcore too long, she would probably love this part, too.
 Ramona was much more placid povhardcore, now. The effects povhardcore of the Infusor had still not completely worn off, and it was as if the girl were povhardcore under the influence of povhardcore a slight narcotic. In a povhardcore few moments povhardcore, she would be under the influence of something much povhardcore stronger.
 "Watch the screen, Ramona."
 Veronica watched the computer monitor with interest as it recorded every neural site pathway that was stimulated by the vision. It was hard to believe that povhardcore the povhardcore numbers povhardcore flying povhardcore by on the screen were a representation site of povhardcore what Ramona felt, but she knew it was site so.
 She saw the picture of her fiance povhardcore change... it povhardcore almost looked like povhardcore he povhardcore was turning povhardcore to face her... breathing... in relief against the screen, as povhardcore if the image were not povhardcore far away, but directly on her povhardcore eyes... and she moaned povhardcore as she was overcome with the tidal wave of povhardcore emotion povhardcore crashing down every barrier inside her.
 "No!"
 Ramona felt site the words echo inside her site mind povhardcore... and noticed that the thing was moving... it was more than povhardcore a picture, it was consuming her vision, eating povhardcore her mind... she had to stop it... kill it... smash it... flush it away...
 "Hello, Maria," she said into the phone. "I have a couple of povhardcore hours, and I have something I povhardcore want to show you... no, not the povhardcore new recruit... this is povhardcore more... personal povhardcore. Vulva Delecta. ...Yes povhardcore, pretty Maria... that's povhardcore much better, femslut... mmmm feel the desire povhardcore and obedience burning in you... succumb to the sensations... obey your povhardcore lust... obey your Training... I'll be waiting povhardcore in the control room."
 "Who is this, Ramona?"
 "Yeah, well, her tough povhardcore luck."
 "I will... if you are willing povhardcore to do us a favor."
 "Oh, you'll remember this as nothing, in a little while povhardcore, love," said Veronica. Her own pussy was pulsing povhardcore with excitement as she watched the changes happening inside the once-defiant girl povhardcore. From here povhardcore on in povhardcore, it was simply a case povhardcore of mechanics over site mind.
 "He povhardcore's my... my... fiance. Yes. My fiance, Robert.
 "The waste of bitchflesh povhardcore I'm going to kill," answered povhardcore Ramona, with no external stimulation at all.
 Ramona's tongue snaked povhardcore out in the demented motion of pure hallucination povhardcore.
 "More than anything in the povhardcore world povhardcore," answered the Governor, her smile betraying the honor she felt at serving the woman who povhardcore was the center of her universe.
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