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   Welcome To MorningWood by Farleven
http://www.angelfire.com/ct2/farleven/index.html 2001

   Part 4 (MC NC MF)

   A cool air-conditioned breeze dancing over her naked flesh woke Terri up
the next morning.  Her mind quickly flashed back to the day before, and was
surprised that Gregory hadn't taken advantage of her as she shuffled around
in her post conditioning state.  It took her only another moment to realize
that she was thinking clearly again.  She tested herself, thinking of
Gregory, and was pleasantly surprised to find that no thoughts of
subservience or sexual preparation filled her mind.  Satisfied with that
she pulled herself out of bed and strolled over to the bathroom.  Terri
showered and put on a robe that was left hanging inside of the bathroom
door.

   "Ah, I'm glad to see you finally decided to get up.  Feel free to have
breakfast and then we'll begin." Gregory greeted.  He was sitting on a
couch in the living room, smiling at the alluring form of his charge in the
form-fitting robe.

   Terri nodded timidly at him and proceeded over to the kitchen and poured
a bowl of cereal and a glass of juice for herself.  She had already been
given a tour of her new home last night, and she remembered it fully.  She
looked over to her apparent keeper as she ate.  "So what's you're nasty
plan for me now?"

   Gregory flinched at her tone, he had expected it though.  Every one of
his other charges was the same way.  He regretted that he wasn't even
allowed to keep one fully subservient girl with him, just to shield him
from all of the feminine griping he had to endure in the course of his
work. "Well, Terri, I think you're fully aware of you're role."

   "Yeah, I'm supposed to help you bastdards convert some senator that's
trying to stop you're depraved organization." Terri spat out.  She was
finding her venting most rewarding.  She'd been forced to endure a lot over
the last few months, even if she'd been warped into accepting it.  Now that
she was thinking and speaking freely again, she was more than happy to let
her keeper know just how displeased she was.

   "Good enough, though being too negative could force me to recommend
harsher treatment when you finish your current task." Gregory replied.  He
was in control here, even if it was necessary for Terri to have her full
faculties at the ready.  Gregory was more than willing to do just as he
threatened.

   "So what, you'll turn me back into a little sex toy?" Terri scoffed.

   "There are worse fates then that, surely I don't have to enlighten you.
Suffice to say, if you resist to strongly, or compromise this mission, you
will find yourself in a fate worse than being a willing sex slave, Terri.
Now, please finish your meal so we can get to work." Gregory finished.  The
worst fear was always those conjured in the mind of the victim.  If Terri
was sufficiently creative, her own fears would be enough to control her,
and if not Gregory would have plenty of examples to fill in for her
imagination.  She wouldn't be the first of the Council's servants to be
punished.

   Terri decided to turn her attention back to her breakfast with that
rebuke.  She did understand her position.  She hadn't been placed here
randomly and her controllers wouldn't just let her go.  Terri even expected
that there were limits on her behavior and likely even compulsions as well,
even if she wasn't aware of them yet.  For now, she didn't figure it was
her best choice to lash out too much.  There was still a glimmer of hope in
the immediate future, and only by getting her keeper to let down his guard
would she have any chance to escape.

   Terri finished her breakfast and Gregory motioned her out to the living
area.  "Please disrobe and lean over the table here, Terri.  Prepare your
pussy as well."

   Terri moved into position before she even realized what she had been
ordered to do.  She cringed a bit as she flattened her breasts on the cool
glass surface of the coffee table.  Her pussy responded a moment later as
well, prepping itself for use.

   "Are you looking for a little doggy sex in the morning, asshole, maybe
you want me to bark for you too like a good little pet." Terri commented
sarcastically as she looked over to her keeper.  Even as the venom dripped
from her tongue her continued obedience to orders sunk in as well.  Terri
realized that she may be free of mind for the purposes of her task, but she
was no less the slave of these monsters.

   "Sorry, my dear, but as much as I will enjoy fully exploring your lovely
body, I have other tasks I must attend to, and other charges that must be
looked in on." Gregory ran a casual hand over Terri's exposed lower back
and over her nicely shaped rear.  "Actually, I'm going to outfit you with
your new training supplies, since you won't be as well tended to as you
were in Morningwood.  Please present your ass and pussy for entry, Terri."

   "And just what's that supposed to mean?" Terri asked as she shifted her
rear, arching her back and spreading her ass cheeks.  Terri also began to
relax her sphincter for entry.  Her anger seethed within her at every
compliant act.  Terri tried to fight it, but her body seemed to have a mind
of it's own, one that listened only to Gregory.  She knew she was ready for
sex too, her body was fully aroused, and her pussy dripped in anticipation
of being split wide.

   "Well, my dear little pet, you still have many things to learn as you
were telling me yourself on the trip here.  I'm just here to help you
fulfill you potential." Gregory said.

   A moment later, Terri felt something probing her pussy gates. 
Instinctively she arched her back further and wiggled her hips till she was
able to lodge the tip of the probe within her.  An agonized moan of
pleasure passed her lips a moment later as her pussy was impaled on the
device.

   "Bastard!  Get that thing out of me!" Terri screamed a moment later,
trying to compensate for the feelings of fulfillment and completion
hammering away at her senses.  The old drives were still there, she
realized, barely concealed below the surface, requiring only her own
arousal to be brought back.  Even as she screamed at her keeper, her pussy
was merrily massaging the device within her, her hips quaking ever so
slightly in a motion designed to stimulate a cock while resting inside her.

   Gregory pulled the device back and was gratified to feel Terri try to
follow as it slowly excited her steaming interior.  He then pumped the
probe into her aching loins, prompting more moans and gasps of sexual
excitement from his charge.  "Now, Terri, I think though protest to much.
Those are the sounds of a woman fully enjoying the pleasures of the flesh."

   "Uh, bastard!  I, uh, didn't want to be turned, uh, into a, whore, uh."
Terri panted with every filling trust of the offending device.  It truly
did feel wonderful.  Part of her even enjoyed it, but the humiliation was
total as well.  Here she was acting like a bitch in heat all at the command
of the slimy man standing behind her, and there wasn't anything she could
do aside from giving her keeper a tongue-lashing.

   Terri gasped again a moment later when Gregory withdrew the device fully
from her pussy and traced up her inner crevice to the puckered whole above.
Terri realized what was going to happen only a moment before she felt her
muscles fully relax and the device slid deeply into her bowels.  A grunt of
discomfort flew out of her as the device rested within her.  Terri truly
hadn't been used much analy, and even in her previously subservient state
of mind she hadn't found it to be a very alluring prospect.

   Before Terri could stage another protest, she felt another probe slide
into her still dripping pussy.  This one vibrated slightly, just enough to
keep her mentally off balance as she tried to fight off the wonderfully
pleasant feelings coming from her quivering pussy.

   "I hope you don't mind, Terri but I really don't have time for extended
conversation on your position in the universe.  Perhaps later we can
discuss it, now please open your mouth wide." Gregory commented as he slid
in front of her.

   Terri looked up to see a dildo like device in his hand.  "Ooh, and now
you're really going to shut me up huh?"

   Gregory didn't pause for a reply, instead he drove the phallus into
Terri's waiting mouth and down her throat.  She'd had some practice doing
this before, so he knew she'd be able to handle herself.  She looked up at
him with a look of utter contempt even as he could see her suck dutifully
on the dildo and her tongue dart over its surface.

   "Don't worry, Terri, this is just an outfitting session.  Just relax and
enjoy."

   Terri wondered what he meant for a moment before she felt a strange
sensation of being even more filled came from between her legs.  Her pussy
cried out in a mix of ecstasy and wonder as she felt the device within her
expand to mammoth proportions.  The phallus seemed to grow without end,
penetrating to the furthest depths of her pussy, where most of her partners
never reached, and its width grew as well.  Terri felt she was going to
explode as the device seemed to stretch the walls of her tender tunnel to
there limit.  Her mind focused on relaxing her channel as much as possible,
a necessity that she couldn't explain, only one she had to comply with.

   Terri grunted a moment later with a similar sensation in her ass.  The
shaft in her mouth seemed to expand as well.  Soon Terri was moaning like a
stuffed pig, with all of her holes filled to nearly beyond capacity.  She
looked up to her keeper with a look of pure need, pleading with him, though
even she wasn't sure just what she wanted.  Release from this torment to be
certain, but there were many different paths for that release, and Terri
was beyond deciding which path to take.

   "I'm sorry for any discomfort, but this is necessary to calibrate your
training.  The devices that are so carefully exploring your dimensions will
help me determine just what additional work you need.  I realize you'll be
sore for a few days, but don't worry, with a little hard work you'll be
able accept even larger cocks in the future." Gregory took a seat in front
of his moaning charge.  "While we're waiting for the probes to finish, I'll
go outline your training.  We don't know much about the senator personally,
he's been very good about keeping his private life private.  He's single
and unmarried, we also haven't been able to locate any past lovers, which
is part of the reason for you're extensive training.  What records we do
have, suggests that he likes younger women, though we realize you may be a
bit too young for his tastes outright, but the rest of your profile matches
with our records perfectly.  Most of your mission has already been
conditioned into you, so there's no need to worry about it, but your
physical condition requires more attention.  Since we don't know the
senator's dimensions, you need to be ready to take all sizes with skill. 
You will need to be tight and capable for even the smallest cocks, and
we'll be sure you're ready.  As you've already noticed the devices within
you can change their size, they also have sophisticated sensors to track
every bit of pressure applied to its surface.  After each session you're
technique and general quality will be analyzed and your next session will
be programmed in to respond to any deficiencies.  We've also provided a
laptop for you so you can see in real time just how your technique is
progressing."

   Gregory stood up and pulled another device around so Terri could see it.
It was a strange skeletal structure with several arms.  "This is the
ultimate in sexual training devices.  It is an artificial partner, linked
to both the computer and the penetrating devices.  It also has many other
sophisticated sensors to gauge other aspects of your performance.  It has
optical and voice recognition sensors so it can act autonomously and under
direction.  This little toy will help you tone your lovely little form into
a perfect sex machine."

   Terri looked up in both horror and wonder at the device before her.  She
was still fully involved with the other devices still splitting her open.
Terri could hardly believe her life had come to this.  Tears began to slide
down her face as she looked into the face of her tormentor.  He let her sob
as she was making her latest steps down the path of complete enslavement.

   ***

   The next several days were spent in a near haze for Terri.  Every moment
of the day at least one of her holes were filled.  By the end of the third
day it had almost became routine to be walking around the apartment with a
dildo pulsing away inside her pussy or ass.  She hadn't seen Gregory since
the first day.  He'd taken a few notes on the readings the nearly splitting
experiment he'd done and then set off to take care of other business.

   Perhaps the oddest thing in her new days were her meetings with the
machine.  It was an insatiable lover, calling on Terri hour after hour to
practice.  The device was an almost living mockery of science fiction
robots in its behavior to it's subject.

   "Slave Terri, please assume missionary position on living room carpet
and prepare for vaginal training." The robot crackled.  Its voice was deep
and masculine with only a slight edge of its speech synthesizer being
audible.

   Terri obeyed as quickly as she could.  She followed its orders as
dutifully as from any man, even though mentally she still rebelled at the
thought of essentially making love to a robot.  Terri quickly assumed the
proscribed position, arousing herself and spreading her legs.  She watched
as the robot rolled between her legs and pulled out a dildo tipped arm and
pointing it towards her waiting pussy lips.

   "Can't get enough of me can you, you rusting piece of junk." Terri spat
as her body finished its preparations for use.

   "Slave Terri, please assume proper dialog for sexual encounters." The
robot buzzed.

   "Yes, Master, please forgive me." Terri pouted.  Inside she still
yearned to tear the wire framed training device limb from limb even as her
hips lifted to meet its probing phallus.  Being used by dozens of men had
been bad enough but this was even worse.  Terri had begun to feel like
nothing more than sexual toy herself, beyond the implanted feelings.  At
times like this she felt like a machine being tuned up, not even important
enough to be given human attention.

   "Please enjoy this slave, Master." Terri moaned as the tip of the
robot's dildo parted her outer lips.  She began to feel her consciousness
slip away, replaced by a combination of lust and concentration.  Free
thoughts impeded proper performance, and she had been well conditioned to
seek optimal performance.  A part of her always managed to stay latched
just barely outside the inner storms of servitude and arousal, and truly
appreciate that she was making passionate love to a robot.  It was the
hardest part of her new training, and something that she couldn't really
accept.

   "Ohh, God." Terri gasped as she felt the thick shaft fill her now eager
pussy.  Her earlier training at Morningwood was not lost, though she had to
admit that she was allowed to enjoy more of the sensations generated in her
liaisons now.  Terri immediately concentrated on the shaft within her,
caressing it with her inner folds and slightly bucking her hips.  The robot
was giving her a large size for training this time, filling her to the
depths of her channel and just wide enough to be stretch her comfortable.

   "Fuck me, Master, use me like the whore I am." Terri cried out, her
pleas answered a moment later with a precise fucking motion from the shaft
within her.  Terri didn't miss a beat, being sure to return every thrust
fully and dutifully, welcoming every slap of the artificial balls below her
pussy's entrance.  Her entire body was alight with arousal, and enjoying
the feeling of the hard dildo moving within her.

   "Oh, Master, thank you, thank you for filling me with your wonderful
cock.  I love being your slave, Master, thank you for letting me be your
whore." She moaned as the cadence continued.  Today, her language was set
to submissive.  Terri found it laughable in a twisted sort of way, the past
two days had given her the opportunity to be both dominant and partner to
her robot lover, at least that's what it sounded like.

   Suddenly the shaft within her stopped moving and withdrew.  Terri panted
for a few moments as the fog of arousal abated slightly.  She knew the
session wasn't over.  Unlike men, this robot didn't tire, and it would
continue until it deemed the lesson complete and not before.

   "Slave, on your hands and knees like the bitch you are." The robot
hummed.

   Terri dutifully complied, wasting no time repositioning herself and
arching her back for entry.  "Yes, Master, I'm you're bitch.  Fuck your
bitch, Master, user her like the animal she it." Terri cried.  A small part
of her flinched at moments like this knowing just how completely she had
fallen.  Still, her aroused flesh was not easy to tame, and Terri eagerly
pushed back against the plunging phallus.  Her entire body rocked with
passion as dildo sank into her.  The machine started thrusting into her and
Terri respond in kind, soon her entire body was rocking back and forth in
time with the pumping shaft while her breasts bounced freely beneath her.

   "Ride me, Master, ride your bitch hard." Terri screamed as the tempo
increased.  Her pants and moans where quickly replaced by whimpers and
whines.  She was a bitch after all, an animal in heat.  Her formerly
articulate coaxing turned to barks and growls of appreciation for the
plunging shaft.  Terri had done this before, at the behest of several other
partners.  In her old state, she'd enjoyed it, knowing how much her
partners liked her to act like a wild animal.  Now all she could feel was
embarrassment and shame as she behaved like a hopeless slut for her robotic
partner.

   Terri continued like this for some time, occasionally changing position
and behavior at the behest of her mechanical trainer.  Every thrust stoked
her passion further and it wasn't long before even her few free thoughts
were focused, even yearning for the next filling motion of her partners
shaft.  The fact that her partner was no more than a tool of her keepers
melted away to her bodies needs.  The shaft moving within her was all that
mattered, no matter what it was attached to.

   By the end, Terri was on her back again, panting and crying with joy as
her pussy continued to practice its technique on the plunging dildo.  She
felt its pace quicken, mimicking the behavior of a human lover, and Terri
brought her full attention to its final thrusts.  Her entire body ached for
release as she thrust back against the plunging shaft.  Everything focused
on the enter and retreat within her aching depths, each time pushing
Terri's writhing flesh one step closer to release.

   Terri cried out with the final plunge into her depths, her pussy
squeezing down on the dildo within her as she felt it pulse against her
tender interior.  The familiar sensation of her depths filling with a man's
seeds spurred her final release.  Terri laid there on her back, quivering
and moaning with pure bliss, her naked flesh sheening with sweat.  The
familiar rush of fulfillment flooded Terri's being.  Rationally she knew
just what her partner was, but her conditioned mind didn't care about
reality.  Terri luxuriated in the feeling of warmth in the depths of her
pussy, evidence that she had succeeded in fulfilling her purpose of
receiving a man's seed.  As her orgasm receded, her inner pride took center
stage as she sat up.  Terri beamed with a sense of accomplishment as she
lapped up the remains of her lovemaking.  She knew it was a semen
substitute used by the robot for realism, but it didn't matter.  To Terri
it was a man's seed, and the fact that it was running out of her pussy was
a sign of fulfilling her ultimate purpose.

   "Thank you for honoring your humble slave, Master.  I eagerly await your
next use of my body." Terri chimed, completing her session with the robot
trainer.

   "Good, Slave Terri, I will analyze your performance for our next
session." The robot hummed and then drove off into its corner.

   "Bastards!" Terri yelled out to no one in particular as she recovered
mentally.  She didn't know how much more of this she could take before
going stir crazy.  It was only the glimmer of hope that Senator Summers
provided that kept her from completely surrendering, from completely giving
in to her fate.  Terri knew if she failed, all was lost, both for herself
and her family, and that the rest of her life would be spent as a sexual
puppet.

   ***

   "Good morning, Ms.  Jackson, the senator is ready to see you.  Please
follow me." An office aid directed Terri towards the door to Senator
Summers' private office.

   Terri braced her self for her first meeting.  Here was the man she was
to convert or the man who could free her.  She didn't know what to expect
for a man that had an organization capable of fully enslaving anyone
trembling with fear.  Terri had gotten up this morning as energetically as
she had been in a long time, anticipating this very meeting.  Her outfit
was fairly conservative, if flattering, nothing more than a full length
skirt and a simple long sleeved blouse, though every contour had been
carefully tailored to exemplify her youthful frame.  On her way to the
office, Terri noticed several men give her a healthy looking over and she
found herself appreciating their attention, even to the point of taking on
a very sexy walk down the streets and corridors.  It was a near instinctual
behavior now, even as she tried to stop herself, it required her complete
concentration not to strut her stuff.  Terri knew why she behaved that way,
though, the good senator had apparently appreciated women who weren't
afraid to flaunt their sex appeal, and thus Terri found herself doing such
things.

   The aid opened the door and Terri casually strutted into the office, and
looked into the eyes of her target.  Instantly her heart melted, Senator
Summers was the perfect man, everything she had ever wanted.  Terri turned
his every flaw into a virtue, from his slightly balding brown hair to his
need for a few hours at the gym, all elements of his wonderful essence. 
For a moment she just stood there taking in the awesome presence of the
senator, wishing she could spread give herself to him right then.

   "Good morning, Terri.  Are you alright?" Rob asked as he looked over his
new intern.  He'd been more than a little concerned about her after Mark
had arranged the internship.  Rob didn't know what was up, but he just had
a strange feeling about the whole deal, though most of his concerns left
him as he took his own appreciation of his stunning new intern.  He could
scarcely believe she was just out of high school, given how old she looked
and the way she carried herself.

   "Yes, Mr.  Summers, I'm just still getting used to all this.  I didn't
really know what to expect.  Thanks for letting me intern with you, I'm
ready to help you any way I can." Terri beamed, careful not to let her tone
sound too promiscuous, while still leaving a suggestive undertone.  In her
past encounters, there had never been any real banter, or gamesmanship in
her encounters, she'd simply hiked up or dropped her skirt and then fucked
like a rabbit until her partner finished.  This was a different game, one
that she didn't really know, but anticipated that her conditioning had
accounted for.

   "I'm glad I could help you, Terri.  I was a little surprised when your
father asked for this favor though.  How is the old man doing?" Rob asked,
trying to place the girl in front of him.  He always had a knack for
figuring people out quickly, what they wanted and what they'd do to get it.
His instincts were flaring, as well with this young lady, telling him
something that he didn't really believe quite yet.  Rob considered the
possibility that she was interested in him personally, it was just
something in her look and manner that set him off.  He didn't know what to
do about it, though he acknowledged the idea had more than a little allure.

   "Oh, Dad's enjoying his new position.  It's very relaxing for him and
its done wonders for his relationship with my sister and I.  He hardly
spends an evening out of the house anymore." Terri smiled.  She giggled a
bit inside at her memories of those nights spent at home with her father,
and sometimes other men or boys as well.  Terri idly wondered just how much
fun Rob would be in bed.  That thought caught her conscious mind, settling
her wonder about her conditioning.  Her hope in finding salvation from the
senator was perhaps more wishful thinking than she had hoped.

   "I'm glad to hear it.  Mrs.  Andrews here will help get you to work, and
she'll answer any questions you may have.  If you need to talk to me please
let her know and I'll squeeze you in a soon as possible.  Okay?" Rob
answered.  There was definitely something odd about this girl, he thought
and he was going to have to find out what that was.  He had his suspicions
and he certainly wasn't going to act on them yet.  Too many strange things
had been happening to tip his hand now.

   "That's great, Mr.  Summers." Terri chimed.  Something in his voice told
her that he was into her, and Terri was glowing at the prospect.  She could
hardly wait to seduce him and let him have his way with her.

   "Good, and please call me Rob.  If it's alright with you I'd like to
have lunch on Friday so I can catch up on how your old man is doing and
just what I can do for you while you're here." Rob said.

   "Thanks, Rob, I'd love to.  I'll see you then." Terri said as she
strutted out of the office.  She barely contained her anticipation for that
meeting, and the potential it provided.

   As Terri passed the secretary's desk, she heard Rob speak.  "Please
reschedule my Friday afternoon appointments, Mrs.  Andrews, I'll need to
meet with Mr.  Smith and reserve me a table at the Fair Weather Club for
Friday lunch."

   Terri smiled at that, not only was she getting a personal chance so soon
with her darling senator, she was even being taken to an exclusive club. 
She could hardly believe her luck, and her thoughts immediately took to her
methods at her next meeting with the senator, and how she'd get herself
into his bed as quickly as possible.

   ***

   Terri looked up from her notes as she heard a knock on the door.  Since
meeting with the senator, she found herself obsessed with him.  Over the
course of the week, she sought out every piece of information she could on
him and studied it while doing her normal exercises.  Terri realized her
state, even that it had to be induced by her keepers, but it didn't matter.
She couldn't help herself, and she focused nearly all her energy into
preparing herself for her next encounter.

   The dildo lodged up her pussy felt strange as she walked over to the
door.  She didn't normally go walking around like that, but she couldn't
take it out unless absolutely necessary, just like the one she was
practicing her oral technique with.  Even as she looked out the peephole on
the door, she was dutifully running her tongue over the dildo.  One thing
she did appreciate about her training devices was their life like response,
pulsing and twitching just like a real cock would under this kind of
stimulation.

   Gregory was at the door, and Terri let him in.  She nodded to him as she
shut the door.

   "Good Evening, Terri.  You may pause your oral training for the moment.
How are you doing?" He asked as he watched Terri pull the device from her
mouth, her tongue and lips suckling at the false cock until she pulled it
fully away.

   "I'm just trying to get myself ready for Rob, you bastard.  I need every
moment of my time to hone myself for him.  Why don't you go pick on one of
your other slaves?" Terri bit back.  She felt a visceral hatred for this
man, though now it was being warped around her new reason for being.  Terri
was preparing herself for her senator, and anything that stood in her way
or slowed her down was to be despised.

   "I understand, Terri.  That's why I'm here.  Please lean over the couch
here, I need to make sure you're ready for him." Gregory asked, enjoying
the site of his charge bending over the couch and arching her back.  There
wasn't any doubt in either of their mind just what he meant.

   "Okay, then, just get it over with." Terri replied as she hiked up her
skirt and spread her legs.  Her pussy ramped up for a good fucking while it
made practice squeezes on the device currently within her.

   "I see you like the senator.  Are you looking forward to your mission
now?" Gregory asked as he pulled the dildo out of Terri's aching pussy. 
She gasped slightly as he pulled it out and moved her hips to keep it
inside her for as long as possible.  Gregory dropped the device to the
floor and quickly readied himself and took position behind Terri.

   "Oh, Yes, I can't wait till I can make love to him." Terri replied.  She
felt Gregory's cock sliding between her legs and she shifted her hips to
help him move into place.

   "But you aren't so eager to help me enjoy your body are you?" Gregory
teased as he rested the head of his shaft just inside Terri's gates.

   "No, you asshole, it's humiliating how you've had me fucking that
machine of yours and how you decided to put your cock inside me with out so
much as a please or thank you." Terri snipped at her keeper.  Inside she
was aching to be filled.  She'd had that dildo inside of her most of the
evening, and now that she was fully aroused for fucking, her pussy felt
wantonly empty.

   Gregory smiled at that and shoved his cock forward.  Terri's long moan
of sexual fulfillment gratified him immensely as he sank to the very depths
of her channel.  Finally, his sack slapped up against her nether lips and
Gregory moaned himself, enjoying the sensation of being encased in a tight
responsive pussy.  With her fully impaled, Gregory lifted Terri's upper
body and helped her get her shirt off.  As soon as the garment hit the
floor Terri was stand up with both breasts being cupped and her pussy
filled to capacity.

   "You have a very nice set of titties, Terri, and I'm impressed with your
vaginal discipline.  The senator will love you." Gregory commented as he
gently squeezed on her firm orbs.  He so rarely took the time to appreciate
the perfect nature of a woman's breasts that he couldn't help but take the
time to admire such fine specimens as Terri's pair.

   "Thanks." Terri blushed.  She stood there not know quite what to do as
her partner took his time to explore her breasts.  Terri rarely had her
tits so carefully attended to that she found herself luxuriating in the
kneading motions of her keepers hands and gasping at his occasional
tweaking of her fully hardened nipples.  It was such a casual sensation
that she couldn't help but to enjoy it.

   "I hope you've found plenty of material to study on the good senator."
Gregory commented as he pushed Terri back over the couch.  Before she even
had a chance to reply, he was thrusting into her yielding flesh, enjoying
her trained and controlled pussy.  It wasn't hard to appreciate Terri
either, even untrained, he suspected that she was a great ride and now she
was near perfection.  Gregory regretted that he hadn't had the chance to
engage her before, but other duties required attending to, and other
pussies required his examination.

   "Uh, yes, there's lots of, uh, information on Rob, uh, he's a wonderful
and, uh, active Senator." Terri grunted as she matched Gregory's awe
striking movements within her.  Her anger had been swept away by arousal
and subservience.  All that matter now was the cock plunging into her, and
anything that her keeper wanted to know.

   "Good, I'm sure you'll have plenty to talk about tomorrow then, and I
certainly hope that Senator Summers will get a taste of your treasures,
Terri.  I know he'll enjoy them as much as I am." Gregory said as he
continued riding her.  With that he let the conversation fall away and paid
full attention to the lovely young woman he was currently enjoying.

   Terri was thankful for that, allowing her entire focus to rest on her
method, and the pleasure he was sparking inside her.

   It wasn't long before their coupling became another wild bout of pants
and moans.  Terri preferred not to be an articulate lover, and was grateful
that Gregory seemed to like her that way as well.  It was hard to stay in
the mood when constantly debasing herself.  The pair thrust against each
other in earnest, both seeking the same goal, and both expertly handling
the other.

   Terri soon began to feel her own fires rising and carefully managed her
own arousal to time with Gregory's.  Her attention latched onto the cock
moving inside her and finally she felt him reach towards his own frantic
release.  Terri let loose her inner floodgates, allowing herself to be
consumed by sexual ecstasy as her pussy clamped down on the invader,
spasming as only an orgasming channel can.  Her channel filled with
Gregory's hot seed a moment later, spurring on another fulfilling wave to
course over Terri as she savored the feeling of being honored.

   "Oh, thank you, Master." Terri panted as she recovered from her own
orgasm.

   "Well, you do make quite the little sex toy, Terri.  I'm glad I had the
opportunity to enjoy your ripe little body and I don't think Senator
Summers will be able to turn you away." Gregory replied as he pulled her
back against him, cupping her breasts again as he whispered into her ear.
"And don't worry Terri, as soon as we've finished dealing with the senator,
we'll be placing you into our general pool.  I think we're looking for
another high quality whore for our DC brothel, and I hear your sister is
doing a fine job entertaining down there now.  I'm sure there would be
plenty of demand for a sisterly duo.  Just think of it.  All the cocks you
could want with little Amber at your side."

   Terri quivered at the thought.  So much honor, so much pleasure and to
be able to watch Amber being used, just like when they were home.  "You'd
let me do that?  I'll be wonderful to serve so many cocks.  I'm getting
hotter just thinking about it."

   Gregory smiled again, enjoying just how twisted Terri's priorities
became when she was in her post orgasmic state.  "Certainly, Terri, we
wouldn't dream of letting your talents go to waste."

   Terri sighed.  Now all she had to do was make love to Senator Summers
and her future was set.  Not only would she get to enjoy Rob, but many
other men as well and she get to do it all with Amber.  In that moment,
with Gregory's seed still dripping from her, Terri couldn't think of a more
fulfilling future.

   ***

   Rob took another opportunity to appreciate his guest as he pulled out a
chair for her to sit.  No one would believe Terri was just out of high
school the way she decked herself out today.  She was wearing a very sharp,
and form fitting business dress with a skirt that ended just above the
knees.  Her hair was pulled into a very professional looking bun that
helped offset her otherwise youthful features.  Rob could hardly blame any
of the men who had leered at her as they entered the restaurant, he could
barely keep his eyes off her as either.  To top it all off, Terri seemed to
welcome the attention, and kept dropping tantalizing comments that normally
would have been encouragements.

   "So, your sister Amber is in town.  What's she doing?" Rob asked as he
took his own seat.

   "She's at a special gymnastics camp for the summer.  It's really
exclusive, but Amber just stunned the admissions board with her performance
and they decided to accept her.  I'm hoping to go visit her this weekend
and maybe take in a performance or two myself." Terri replied.  If only her
mission with Rob went well, she would be able to enjoy her weekend there.

   "Sounds like a wonderful opportunity.  I hope she makes the most of it."
Rob said.  Something in her tone left him feeling like she wasn't being
fully candid.  The emphasis and phrasing was wrong some how.  But it didn't
matter now, Rob had already taken steps to figure out exactly what was
going on with his new intern.

   "I know she will.  I just wish I could have been doing that kind of
thing at her age.  Still, I am glad to have my own opportunities, like
being at your service, Rob." Terri winked and gave him a sly smile.  She
flushed as he smiled back.  Only another hour of this and maybe she could
get him to cancel his afternoon appointments, Terri thought.  She could
barely contain her excitement, but there was still a good bit of
gamesmanship left.

   "Well, I'm glad to have such a lovely young woman on board, Terri.  I
hope you don't mind that I took the liberty of ordering for us already."
Rob said as he watched the waiter bringing out their meal.

   "Of course not, Rob, I'm sure you know just how to satisfy a woman's
appetites." Terri commented confidently.  Every intuitive sense told her
that he was into her as much as she wanted him.  All that remained was the
final dance, and Terri wanted to keep it short and sweet.

   The waiter casually placed their meals in front of them and shuffled off
to other things.  Rob lifted his glass of wine and looked over to Terri. 
"A toast, to the possibilities that await us."

   Terri nodded and lifted her glass to meet his, appreciating the brief
chime as they met.  She downed nearly half the glass in one gulp and looked
to her companion and smiled.  Terri could hardly believe her luck, she
could scarcely wait to make love to this man before her.  To bask in such
greatness was more than she could have hoped for.

   Rob sat back for a moment, sipping at his own glass and taking another
moment to appreciate Terri's radiance.  He wondered just how much of her
was really being reflected in her outward appearance right now.  She was so
lovely, but so unlike any young woman he had know in the last ten years of
his life, so confident and forward with her intent.  Rob couldn't accept
that this was the real Terri Jackson, and in only moments he'd know for
certain.

   Terri wondered why he started to look at her strangely, studying her
like some kind of lab rat.  It was only a moment before she felt the
effects of her drink begin to kick in.  Terri had never had much experience
drinking, but she felt something was wrong as her mind began to fog over.
Before she could even raise her voice in protest, everything seemed to fade
into a calm void.

   Rob shot up and grabbed Terri before she fell out of her chair.  Two
waiters were there a moment later and carried the young lady out of the
dining room.

   "So, is everything in place?" Rob asked another man who had been sitting
behind him before.

   "Just as you ordered.  We'll have a complete blood work and neural scan
done on her before the drug can wear off.  What are you going to do with
her?" Marcus Smith replied.  He was one of Rob's oldest compatriots in the
war against the organization.  Marcus had helped many of Rob's friends and
family fade away and out of danger and now he was going to help unlock
another piece of the puzzle.

   Rob picked up Terri's purse and opened it up.  Inside he found a small
pair of headphones with several extra metal extensions and a small digital
sound player.  "What do you make of this?"

   "Good God, we are hot today, Rob, that's got to be one of their
programming devices.  Let's get over to the lab and test this thing out
quick.  We'll have to return it to Terri before we let her go." Marcus
replied, taking the device and running down the same path Terri had just
been taken.  He did regret that he'd have to surrender the device so soon,
but it was imperative that Terri believe that her identity hadn't been
discovered.  The entire operation hinged on her not being aware of the
information she was about to reveal.

   Rob followed his friend down to the lab.  He hadn't expected such luck
himself, but it concerned him as well.  Not only was Terri certainly a
convert but that meant bad things for the rest of her family as well.  Rob
hated to see friends put through this, and he knew it was his fault Terri
was in the state she was in.  The fate of her family worried him as well,
and yet he wouldn't be able to ask her even if she could tell the truth. 
Now all that remained was to determine just what form her control took.

   ***

   Rob looked over Terri's sleeping form with dismay.  His people had been
going over her for hours now, and Marcus had just returned with the
preliminary results from her tests and the little device she had been
carrying.

   "Man, they have fucked her up good.  I can hardly believe they could do
this kind of thing so organically, but damn." Marcus shook his head as he
handed over the results of the initial blood work and brain scans. 
"Terri's had high levels of natural endorphins, adrenaline and hormones
coursing though her for months.  Her brain has been completely
reconfigured. As far as I can tell, they've completely reworked her thought
patterns from what normal people have.  And that device she was carrying,
damn is it nasty.  We hooked it up to one of our prisoners, and his brain
essentially turned to mush.  The headset sets up some kind of neural
electric field that basically allows the brain to be rewired, and then the
audio carries your new thought patterns, just completely reworking beliefs,
priorities, compulsions.  I knew they were doing some nasty shit, but I
never imagined they'd gotten this far."

   Rob reviewed the work in silence.  It certainly was a staggering
realization.  His enemy was more powerful than they had expected.  With
this kind of technology anyone could become one of their puppets and not
even realize it.  Something had to be done, and Rob quickly hatched a plan,
darkness fitted these people well, and Rob was about to try shining some
light on them.  "Can you reverse the programming?"

   "Sure, eventually, now that I know how they do it.  Are you planning on
bringing our good guest back?" Marcus asked.  He appreciated just how Terri
had been modified too.  The centers of the brain that had been stimulated
and those reduced led him to one conclusion of Terri's role in life aside
from her infiltration duties.  He stole a lustful look out at her,
appreciating how enjoyable a partner she would have been, and slightly
regretting that he couldn't enjoy her himself.

   "No, but I do have an idea." Rob replied and turned to his ally to begin
his greatest undertaking in countering the threats against him and all
freedom loving people.

   ***

   Terri walked into the Organization's club with great anticipation.  It
had taken much begging and a few good fucks with Gregory to convince him to
let her visit Amber even though she hadn't yet had the chance to seduce Rob
yet.  Terri still wondered about just what had happened to her at lunch on
Friday, but excluding a few lost hours, she couldn't find anything out of
place.

   "Thank you, Master, it's so kind of you to let me see my sister." Terri
chimed as she walked into the lobby.  She couldn't wait to see Amber again,
and maybe even get a chance to cooperatively serve a man.

   "No problem, slut, now please obey the club rules." Gregory pointed to a
sign over the door.  'All slaves must be nude or in costume, leashes
preferred.' the sign read.

   "Of course, Master, forgive me." Terri begged as she ripped off her
clothes.  "Would you like me to wear a leash, Master?"

   "I think so, very fitting to your new life, wouldn't you say?" Gregory
replied.

   Terri pulled a leash and collar off a rack full of them.  "Yes, Master,
I am just a slut slave now."

   "Ah, and you do make a fine one.  Now, let us take care of your reunion
and the other business at hand.  I have a special present for you." Gregory
said appreciating the full beauty of his naked slave.  Her reconditioning
had fully settled in again, and Terri had returned to a state of near
mindless devotion to her new life.  Her body was still that of a trim
teenager, and Terri held herself proudly, pushing out her breasts and
seductively swaying her hips as she walked into the main lobby.

   Terri preheated her pussy almost instantly as she looked in on a sea of
writhing flesh that was the purpose for the club.  Girls and women were all
about in some state of throwing themselves upon their current male
partners. Terri could barely keep herself from joining in, envious that her
sister had been able to enjoy so much cock while she was forced to train
with a machine.  Even so, she was proud that Amber had been such a good
slut that she had been called upon for this duty, to service so many men
was an honor few sluts could hope for.

   Terri did take notice of several less than cooperative slaves, still
behaving like the dutiful sex toys they were becoming, but fighting back as
much as they could with words.  Terri wished she had the time to console
them, to let them know how great it was to be a sex toy, how great it was
to be honored with male attentions.  She remembered her own inner
struggles, and she couldn't understand what had motivated her to resist. 
Being a slave was her natural state, and Terri could no longer comprehend
another possibility.

   Finally, they arrived in a private room containing nothing more than two
curtained beds.  One bed was had it's curtains down, hiding someone's
profile, while the other was open to view and Terri squealed happily at the
sight.  Amber was on hands and knees with a man pumping furiously into her
pussy.  Her entire body bounced with every thrust, as Amber grunted in pure
pleasure as she was being well used.

   "Hi, Terri!" Amber cried out with joy as she bounced on the bed.  She
turned to her partner.  "Please slow down, slave, so I can talk to my
sister."

   "Yes, Mistress," came the immediate response from Amber's partner while
his trusts slowed to a very casual pace.

   "Oh, Terri, I can't thank you enough for this slave, now I can fuck any
time I want, even if a Master doesn't want me!" Amber chimed.

   "I'm glad to see you so happy, and being such a good slut, but I didn't
do anything, Amber." Terri replied, wondering just what Amber was talking
about.

   "It's very simply, my little slut, while you didn't have the chance to
convert the good senator Summers directly, you led us to his lair.  In
thanks we've given Amber one of his associates, once Marcus Smith.  Thanks
to a little conditioning he's become a very attentive slave, and also
revealed all of his secrets to us.  I'm sure he can appreciate his fate,
but as you know, my willing little slave, our programming is impossible to
resist.  I haven't forgotten you either, and you're gift is waiting for you
on the other bed.  Please enjoy him and your sibling for as long as you
like.  After that we'll introduce you to our regular guests, you'll be one
of the pleasure slaves here from now on, so please enjoy yourself." Gregory
explained.

   "Oh, Master, thank you, I'm so glad you're going to let me serve all
this wonderful men.  I'll be a good pleasure slave, Master, you'll be proud
of me." Terri cried out with joy.  Everything she wanted was being handed
to her, and she was even being given her own slave to enjoy.  Terri could
scarcely believe her good fortune, and ran over to the other bed to reveal
her pet.

   Resting on the bed was a fully naked man, his cock stiff and ready. 
Terri surveyed him for a moment, taking in the shear splendor of her own
slave.  She swooned as she looked over the body of her former target, now
Rob would serve her, help her to become a better slave of her own.

   Terri climbed the bed and sat on her knees beside him.  She looked him
in the eyes, and was met back by a blank stare followed by a slow awakening
of his features.

   "This slave awaits your command, Mistress, and your programming.  I have
been conditioned to obey your orders, and accept any dictates from you,
though I am otherwise still former Senator Robert Summers.  Please use me
as you wish, and mold me into whatever shape you like." Rob said in a
strange monotone.  He had been converted the very same evening that he had
let Terri go, and had surrendered his seat immediately there after. 
Following that, Rob was taken to a training center where obedience and
basic precepts of his new life were burrowed into his mind.  He still knew
who and what he was, and unless commanded otherwise by his mistress, would
retain that sense of self.

   "Oh, Rob, that's wonderful, isn't it?" Terri asked as she ran her
fingers over his naked chest, enjoying a man's presence like she had never
been able to before.  She idly considered what to do with her new slave
first.

   "No, Mistress, please let me go, don't you remember that they did this
to you too?  I don't want to be you're slave, I just want to end this
madness." Rob replied, still relieved to be able to think for himself, but
given what he'd seen done to Terri, he had little doubt that he wouldn't
himself for much longer.

   "I know, Rob, and it's the most wonderful thing to be a sex toy.  You'll
understand soon, it's your purpose in life to bring please to a woman after
all.  Isn't it?" Terri asked, she couldn't think of anything else a male
slave could be good for aside from servicing women.

   "Yes, Mistress, can I serve you now?" Rob found himself asking, he could
almost feel his thoughts shifting with Terri's simple statement.  Thoughts
of escape flew from his mind, replaced by a need to serve his mistress. 
Rob no longer saw Terri as his friend's daughter, but as his personal
goddess, and he was ecstatic that he would have the chance to pleasure her.
Deep down, he knew this was all part of his reprogramming, but his efforts
to fight back were nothing against the weight of his new purpose.

   "Good, slave, now I want you to give me an orgasm with just your
tongue." Terri replied, lying down beside her new slave.

   "Thank you, Mistress." Rob immediately began to caress Terri's body and
brought his head between her legs.  He couldn't think of anything he'd
rather be doing than enjoying the soft feminine musk of his Mistress.  It
was important that he serve her, and he was honored to do it.  Rob would
never have believed how lucky he felt to be her slave, though he would
always have enjoyed the position he was taking.

   "Oh, that's a good slave, serve your Mistress." Terri moaned as she felt
her slave's tongue caress her aroused nether lips.  She was in heaven,
enjoying her new slave and looking forward to a wonderful future as a
pleasure slave.  The occasional exclamations of her sister only made Terri
happier.  Not only was she going to get to serve so many men, her sister
would be at her side all the way.  In that moment, Terri smiled, fully
gratified that she'd had the chance to move to a little town called
Morningwood, and given the chance to enjoy a pleasure filled and honorable
life.

   The End.

   

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