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   The Agency, Chapter 02: Pleasure Slaves by JR Parz
   I.  (One Year Following the Doctor's 'Pleasure Chips' Discovery)
   Like every Saturday morning, Ashley Starr woke early, slipped on her
spandex jogging outfit and jogged 5 miles...  35 minutes later she
returned, stripped off her sweaty clothes and pranced naked to the
bathroom.
   She loved early mornings...  her roommate, Deana, wouldn't be up for
another couple of hours and she used this peaceful, quiet time to perform
her ritual.
   Standing in front of the bathroom's full-length mirror she inspected
herself...  and smiled...  she stood 5'8" and possessed long sleek legs. 
Her body would be considered more voluptuous and curvaceous than slim,
while her face could rival any super models.
   Slowly, she reached up and undid the tieback that held her long
honey-blonde hair.  Shaking her head she allowed it to fall over her
shoulders and down to buttocks.  Then she brought her hands up and cupped
her breasts...  they were perky and small...  and she giggled while giving
them a playful squeeze.
   Her palms started to descend down past her 'rock' hard abs and didn't
stop until they settled at the entrance of her pussy...  she could smell
her sweat and it was turning her on.  She knew it wouldn't take much to get
her 'off' but despite her temptation to play with herself, she moved her
hands down along her smoothly muscled thighs before moving up to ample hips
and tight buttocks.
   She would have rather luxuriated inside a hot bath but because of a term
paper in Ancient History that was due she instead hopped into the shower.
After spending a half-hour blow-drying her hair she pranced naked back to
her bedroom.
   She figured that she had a good hour to work on her paper before Deana
awoke so after she slipped on a pair of panties, a yellow tube top and a
pair of faded blue jeans (opting to go bra-less), she headed out to the
kitchen.
   'Try this new blend...  it's delicious'.  Read the note from Ashley.
   Deana and her was always trying out different blends, so she smiled and
made herself a cup.  With her mug in one hand and her term paper in the
other, she walked into the living room and sat down on the couch.  Slowly,
she took sips from her tea while attempting to proof what she'd written so
far...  Deana was right...  the tea was delicious.
   About 15 minutes later she suddenly started to feel sleepy...  and
strangely aroused.  She expected her state of arousal, opting not to
relieve herself earlier, but her jog usually gave her energy...  not to
mention the fact that the tea contained caffeine.  With a yawn she
stretched her hands high over her head...  and while doing so she noticed
how her breasts flattened up against her chest.  She giggled...  they
almost appeared non-existent, given they were so small to start with.
   With every second that went by she found it harder and harder to fight
the lassitude...  and harder and harder to fight her increasing arousal. 
She suddenly saw an image of her ex-boyfriend and smiled.  She wished he
was here with her now so she could 'fuck'.  She giggled again.
   Her paper had long since slipped out of her hand and her tea lay on the
coffee table as she stretched back on the couch.  She couldn't fight it
anymore and brought her hands up to cup her breasts.  "What breasts?" She
giggled.
   *****
   Deana Anderson watched Ashley in stunned silence.  She had been told
that the drug-laced tea would have aphrodisiac-like qualities to it but she
never expected them to work this well...  she also didn't expect that her
own body would respond to her in this manner.  She had slipped into the
hallway closet while Ashley was in the shower and was finding it nearly
impossible to stay still.  In her attempt to get more comfortable, she
shifted around and knocked over a box...creating a huge crash.
   *****
   Ashley was fondling her tits when she heard the crash and this jarred
her back to reality.  Springing in the sitting position she turned towards
the noise.  Was Deana up?  Then she rationalized for a second and thought
that she was just being paranoid...  she stretched out on the couch again
and giggled yet again.  The lassitude she had been feeling returned... 
along with her arousal.  It was getting harder to think.  She wanted to
finger herself and 'cum'...  but instead, she fell into a drug-induced
sleep.
   *****
   Deana took a deep sigh in relief...  she thought for sure that she'd
been caught.  She waited until Ashley fell asleep before she climbed out of
the closet.
   Mr.  Marshal had been very specific about her mission.  Ashley was to be
drugged, stripped naked and then Deana was to make her phone call.  Deana
looked down at her roommate and smiled...  she was very beautiful.
   Deana pulled Ashley's tube top off and couldn't help but gaze at her in
rapture...  she didn't have the biggest breasts in the world but they
certainly were symmetrically perfect.  She remembered asking her once
whether or not she would ever consider getting implants.  Ashley had
answered 'never'.  Now, however, Ashley wouldn't have a choice in the
matter.
   Deana climbed on the couch and straddled Ashley's thighs...  then
unbuckled her jeans.  Then she gave them a quick tug and in addition to her
jeans, her panties came off.  Deana gasped at Ashley's naked beauty...  she
was breath-taking.  She wanted her...  she wanted to make love to her...but
why?  She'd seen Ashley naked before...  why now did she feel sexually
attracted to her?  There was no denying it though...  she could feel the
irresistible desire to kiss her.
   Ashley was naked, sleeping and helpless...  what she'd give right now to
be able to take advantage of this opportunity.  Instead, she climbed off of
Ashley and made her call.
   "She's under and ready for processing." She informed her contact.  She
listened to her instructions.  "Yes Sir." She replied...  and turned off
her cell.  Then she walked back into the living room and sat down next to
Ashley, who slept peacefully, totally oblivious.
   Was it only four months ago that her life had been so different?  She
knew that the only reason she was an agent was because of her Uncle's
position on Thorn Industries Board of Directors.  If not an agent, would
she have been turned into a 'Pleasure Slave'?
   Standard operating procedure called for all female to be fitted with the
microcomputer chips.  Given she was an agent and not a slave, she'd been
placed under a modified process.  Was there any difference between being a
loyal agent and being what Ashley would be turned into?
   Deana found that her fellow agents didn't take too well to her...  given
the work they were in, she figured that they would have preferred her to be
a submissive sex slave rather than an associate.  Mr.  Marshal, Director of
Field Operations, had threatened her during her orientation.  "Remember
Deana, if you ever get out of line, it takes very little to alter your
programming."
   Deana shuddered every time she remembered those words...  but the
shudder wasn't necessarily in fear.
   She'd been to Thorn Industries three times and the last time she was
given the opportunity to watch a girl's 'turning'.  It was strange... 
regardless how rebellious, they turned docile, horny and compliant.  A
complete wing was dedicated to the new girls.  Once the 'chips' were
securely in place and their conditioning had taken place, they were trained
in all the erotic arts.  Part of their conditioning covered appropriate
behavior.
   Once they graduated, a photo of them in various poses was included in
both a hard copy catalogue and on the Internet.  The girls were then sold
off to the highest bidder.  Of course, with the conditioning the girls
received, they were only too eager to start their new life and had no
qualms of leaving their past behind them.
   The facility could hold up to fifty girls at a time and last month they
were at 70% of capacity.  Deana remembered how she had reacted to the
'turning' she witnessed...  Astonishment...  fear...  and arousal.
   II.
   As Ashley slowly came out of her slumber, she found herself extremely
horny...  without opening her eyes she brought her right hand down to her
wetness below and started to leisurely stroke herself...  soon her strokes
became more frantic and she started to attack her clit.  The fact that she
was openly masturbating and unhindered by clothing should have hinted at
something strange but it didn't even dawn on her, and when she 'came', she
'came' hard, crying out in ecstasy.  It took a few moments for her to
recover and open her eyes...  when she did, she screamed again...  and
fainted.
   When Ashley woke this time she immediately sprang up into a sitting
position...  she wasn't alone.  In fact, she had a number of strangers
around her bed.  She quickly brought both her hands down to cover her groin
area and turned a beet red with embarrassment.  Not only were they seeing
her naked...  they undoubtedly saw her 'get off'!  "Who...  who are you?"
She asked.
   "Hi Ashley.  I'm happy to see you are up and I trust you feel a lot
better now that you've relieved all that pent-up tension that was inside of
you." A man responded, smiling.
   Ashley quickly looked around the room and saw that in addition to the
man there were two girls.  They looked about her age.  All three of them
were dressed in white smocks.  She turned back to the man and noticed that
he was fiddling around with a black briefcase.
   "Why am I here?" She asked...  this time louder and with more
conviction.
   "Because of your beauty...  Consider yourself amongst the most honored."
The man responded.
   Ashley was a black belt in Kempo Karate and seriously thought that she
could handle this man...  and she would have been surprised if either of
the girls could fight, given how feminine they looked.  Just as she was
about to spring into action, she saw the girls strip off their smocks,
momentarily stunning her.  They were naked underneath and incredibly
gorgeous...  the mere sight of them was setting something off in her. 
Something she had never felt before...  and never ever expected to feel.
   The brunette took her arm and held her.  She thought she should try and
resist but her body wouldn't cooperate.  Then the blonde girl took her
other arm...  the both of them moved her back in the prone position.  She
wondered why she allowed these girls to do this...  then it *hit*
her...arousal...pure arousal.  She moaned.
   "Ashley, what you're feeling are the pleasure chips...  they've been
activated.  While you were sleeping I implanted them inside your body.  I
could have had you wake up with them activated, but I thought I'd give you
a breather.  Anyway, if I kept you in this state you'd find yourself
constantly horny and basically compliant.  Docile as a little sex kitten to
be more frank...  but the trouble would be that you would react this way
towards everybody, and we need to direct these feelings to a select few. 
Anyway, what we're going to do is to modify your behavior a bit...  okay?"
   "Why are you doing this?" Ashley whispered in response.  It was hard for
her to focus with the way she felt.
   "Don't worry your pretty little head...  very soon you'll feel a whole
lot better about everything."
   Ashley saw that the black briefcase was actually a laptop computer... 
he began typing.
   "Let's start your programming." He mumbled, smiling at her.
   "Wha...what are you going to do to me?" She stammered.
   "The 'chips' I mentioned...  well, they have a unique frequency and I've
loaded that number into the computer.  The great majority of your training
will be performed at our facility, but for now we need to ensure a smooth
transition.  Your brain patterns are now being altered to our
specifications and as you can tell from the girls caressing you, your body
is responding to the stimuli quite nicely.  Don't worry though, I'm not a
cruel man and the girls here are more than anxious to finish what they've
started."
   "No...  you can't do this...  I won't allow you." She replied.
   "Don't be silly...  of course you will...  and don't worry about me
tampering with your memories.  They'll all be there when I'm done...  along
with that sweet personality of yours.  We simply take control of your free
will and have absolute power over your sexual desires.  That should do
it... okay girls...she's all yours."
   The girls had already moved onto her bed and despite the embarrassment
she felt, she couldn't deny how excited she was, too.  One girl attacked
her clit...  the other worked on her tits...  she groaned and thrashed
around.  She glanced back over at the man who was still typing and wondered
what it was he typed.
   "What's going...  unggghhhhhh...  Oh god!  I'm gonna cum!" She exploded
to an orgasm.
   The girl who'd been playing with her tits moved down to join the other
girl down between her legs...  lapping at the juice her pussy provided. 
She never received a tongue job from a girl before...  never knew that they
could elicit such feelings in her.  She could feel herself building again.
   III.
   "This makes it the third girl this semester!" exclaimed the Captain.  He
looked down at the picture of the pretty college co-ed plastered on the
front page of the Sterling Gazette.  "Get in touch with Doctor Young...tell
her that I'll be stopping by her office tonight.  I also need the file on
Field Agent Barbara Presley."
   Captain Jack Evans sat at his desk studying the contents of Barbara's
file.  She obviously met the surface requirements...young enough looking to
pass for a high school girl...never mind college.  Additionally, she was
absolutely gorgeous and would draw the necessary attention.
   He wasn't comfortable with this case...  fearing that if he sent in a
female agent, that she'd end up like the girls she'd been trying to rescue.
He had no doubt it was a Slavery Ring of some sorts.  He needed to talk to
Doctor Young.
   Doctor Young was their top psychologist and would be able to give him a
strong indicator whether or not she'd feel that Ms.  Presley would succeed
in her mission.  Of course nothing was fail-safe, but every agent that
she'd given the green light were successful.  He knew he didn't have much
time, so he buzzed Barbara's supervisor; "Sam, get in touch with Barbara
Presley and tell her to report to Doctor Young's office tomorrow...  0900."
   "Yes Sir." responded the deep voice from the other end of the phone.
   "And Sam, consider this call her transfer...effective tomorrow she works
for me."
   "Yes sir."
   Jack had met the young female agent once.  Not only did she stand out
for her beauty, but she had also placed first in a class of fifty.  Pretty
impressive, considering eighty percent of the class were males.  He picked
up the phone again...and this time he called OSO's Deputy Director, Steve
Houston.
   "Houston here." a scratching voice answered on the other end of the
line.
   "Steve...its me, Jack Evans.  I need some information."
   "Hey Jack.  Sure.  What can I do for you?"
   "What can you tell me about Barbara Presley."
   "Breath-taking...extremely so.  Jeanie and I had her over our house on a
few occasions."
   "Besides being beautiful, what else can you tell me about her?"
   "According to my wife, she's the brightest scenario student she's ever
graded.  In fact, Jeanie said Barbara blew both her and my scores out of
the water.  If it weren't for our er...ah...other skills, she'd probably
eclipse everything we've ever done."
   Jack knew Jeanie and Steve's reputation as being the best field agents
OSO ever had, and now Jeanie taught at the OSO training facility and Steve
had the dual role as Deputy Director and as occasional field agent. 
Despite pushing sixty, Steve could still run with the best of them. 
(Couldn't resist)
   "Steve...as you know we've been tracking the disappearances of those
college girls."
   "Are you ready to move on it?"
   "Well, with Ashley Starr's disappearance, this brings the total of
missing girls to thirteen over a one year period.  All of them have been
college girls except one.  All very pretty...and I'd bet my retirement that
they're all still alive.  More than likely, part of some harem overseas."
   "I wouldn't take that bet."
   "The locals, the state police, and the FBI have all failed to come up
any real leads.  I'm sending Barbara in as bait.  Could you ask Jeanie how
she thinks Barbara would fare psychologically?"
   "Yeah...sure...let me call you right back."
   Jack gazed at the picture of Barbara.  Blond hair and breathtakingly
beautiful.  Just as he was about to get up and get some more coffee, the
phone rang.
   "Evans here."
   "Jack.  Jeanie said if Barbara couldn't handle it, nobody could."
   "Thanks Steve...and give my best to Jeanie.  Later."
   IV.
   Barbara Presley was just getting off her treadmill when the phone rang.
"Hello?"
   "Hi Barbara."
   "Hi Sam...did you try calling earlier?"
   "It wasn't me...  anyway, effective tomorrow morning you work for
Captain Evans.  I'm pretty sure he has you slated for your first undercover
mission.  You're to meet him in Doctor Young's office tomorrow...  0900."
   Barbara has been waiting for this call for a month now and could feel
the rush of adrenaline affecting her heartbeat.  She talked a little bit
more with Sam and the last thing he said to her was 'be careful.'
   She was both dazed and excited.  Finally, after graduating first in the
academy and first in scenario training, she was finally going to get a
chance to prove herself.  This past month had gone by slowly and she was
getting fed up with the pranks.  Sure, the guys were just having fun of
course and she laughed along with them, but it was getting rather tiresome.
She'd hear the occasional crack that she was hired for decoration...and all
the 'dumb blonde bimbo' jokes and she was really getting sick of it.
   This assignment would change all that...  after succeeding in this
mission; she'd be taken seriously.  Captain Jack Evans was giving her an
opportunity to shine and she felt ready for the challenge.  She looked down
at her body and smirked.  She did have to admit that it wasn't your
typical, highly trained, OSO agent body...  at least not in appearance.
   She walked into her bathroom to start her shower.  Before hopping in,
she went to the mirror to look at herself.  Maybe not the typical OSO
agent's body, but she wouldn't trade it for another.  She always
appreciated her beauty, and unlike some of the other career minded pretty
woman...she'd rather look like this and tolerate the 'dumb blond' jokes
than trade her looks to satisfy other perceptions.  Let them think what
they want.
   As she continued to stare at herself in the mirror, she gazed at her
black sports bra and matching panties...  both soaked with perspiration. 
Quickly, she stripped out of her bra, springing free her ample set of tits.
She looked at them critically and remembered the time she considered
getting a breast reduction.  Thank God she decided against it.  Never could
tell when this specific attribute might come in handy.  She brought her
hands up to massage them a felt the familiar fullness of them...  the act
always gave her an erotic rush...and led her thumbs to brushing the tips of
her nipples.  She could feel her body responding and she thought that maybe
she should call Derek.
   Derek was her 'on again, off again' boyfriend...  and given this might
be the last night for some real good sex...  at least for awhile, the
thought was mighty tempting.  She brought her hand down and slipped three
fingers inside of her...  she was 'wet' and groaned.  She worked her
fingers in and out and could feel she was about to cum...  the aroma from
her sweaty body and juicy pussy increased her desire and she knew
masturbation wouldn't be enough...
   V.
   Barbara listened closely as Captain Evans briefed her on the missing
college girls.  She had followed the story on the news and remembered the
ill feelings that turned her stomach when she learned of the story.
   "I want you to know that there are two reasons we are giving you this
assignment.  First and foremost, you are extremely qualified to handle it
and secondly, you can easily pass for a pretty college co-ed.  I also must
stress the risk of this assignment.  Many girls have disappeared and there
is the remote possibility that you may end up like them."
   "Yes sir.  I understand the risk...but this is what I've been trained to
do, and I won't let you down." Barbara sounded crisp and professional in
her response.  She knew damn well that her looks landed her here, but she
didn't care.  This was her chance to show Captain Evans and everyone else
that she was more than a pretty face.
   Just then an attractive young woman, who appeared to be in her late
twenties, entered the room.  Captain Evans stood up, as did Barbara. 
"Barbara, I'd like you to meet Doctor Jessica Young."
   "Good morning Doctor Young.  I've heard of your reputation...it's an
honor."
   "Thank you Agent Presley...and might I add that you come highly
recommended yourself." Doctor Young replied.
   "As you know Barbara, Doctor Young is the top psychologist in the OSO
and before you go anywhere, she has to clear you.  And as you know,
Jessica, I need Barbara for this mission ASAP."
   Doctor Young turned to her with a charming smile.  "If Barbara's case
file is any indication of her mental stability, I'm sure she'll clear the
evaluation with flying colors."
   VI.
   A mere second after Ashley Starr woke, she exploded to a wonderful
orgasm!  "GOD YES!" she screamed while wrapping her powerful thighs around
the gorgeous girl nestled between them.  This was the third morning that
she had been awakened like this and each time she woke there was a
different girl licking her.  When the girl looked up from between her
thighs, she noticed she appeared much younger than the other girls.
   "Hi...ah...thank you...what...what's your name?" She asked with a smile.
   "Hi Ashley...I'm Tina."
   The girl moved up her body and sighed...  then settled down along side
of her.  Her innocence made her look all the more beautiful and she
couldn't resist reaching over to kiss her.  She could taste her own cum on
the girl's lips.  Tina kissed her back.
   "Mmmmmm." She moaned, reaching down to cup her left breast...  giving it
a playful squeeze.  Then she did the same with her other breast.  She was
amazed at their size and firmness.
   "How old are you, Tina?" She asked.
   "I...  I'm...ah...I just turned seventeen last Sunday.  I've
been...aahhh ...assigned to you today." Tina stammered...  then moved her
hand down between her own legs.
   Ashley was surprised that she was so young...but the surprise was
quickly swallowed up by her increasing arousal and she slapped Tina's hand
away.  "Here sweetie, let me do that." She stated and moved her hand down
between the teen's legs.
   As she masturbated her new lover she remembered the Doctor telling her
she'd have to get used to this constant state of arousal.
   "You will constantly crave sex...and bask in the pleasure you feel." He
informed her during her orientation.  "Your compliance is the key to your
happiness." He added.
   She would always recall her graduation night...  not only because it
elevated her to a new level, but also because of the Doctor's gift.
   Before this night he had always conducted himself with the utmost of
professionalism...  now he commanded her night to assume THE POSITION.  She
responded, immediately.
   Her body became 'wet' with need as she got down on her hands and
knees... and she made sure that her rump was thrust up in just the right
position.  The memory of his thrusts still made her hot...not to mention,
blush.
   She remembered her own juices leaking out of her newly shaved pussy and
wishing more than any thing that the Doctor would fuck her...  she
remembered how aroused and lewd she felt and when the Doctor finally did
penetrate her burning sex, she 'came' hard and long.  She screamed so loud
that she thought the whole world must have heard her.  The Doctor slid in
and out of her like a piston and she experienced the true meaning of
multiple orgasms...  eventually, she blacked out.
   The next thing she knew she was waking up in her own bed...  well, not
exactly her old bed...  but her new bed.  Every time she looked back at the
memory of how she serviced the Doctor, she blushed.  She'd never felt more
feminine...  more weak...  more female in all her life.  She lived for
every thrust and would kill to experience him again.
   Now, she sucked on Tina's tits while she fingered her pretty new friend.
She wished that she had a pair like hers...  or even bigger.  She pouted a
little at how small she was.  She also recalled how she had originally
preferred small ones to big ones but now she felt quite the opposite.
   "You have such beautiful tits." She remarked out loud.
   "Tha...thank you, but they weren't always this...ungghh..big.  When I
first got here, I had...  ungghh small ones...  no bigger than yours... 
mmmm.  But over...mmmmm...over one weekend during my third month here, my
tits grew three cup sizes!" Tina responded between moans.
   Ashley smiled realizing all she had to do was to be patient.
   Tina, still squirming around with need, spread her legs wide open and
begged her to 'go down' on her.  She left Tina's tits and shifted around...
in order to lower her mouth over Tina's 'wet' pussy.  She smelled delicious
and began licking.
   *****
   Later on, both satisfied and wearing smiles...  they discussed how they
came to be here.  It was strange, Tina commented, she remembered everything
about her previous life but felt no emotional attachment to it.  Being a
'Pleasure Slave' was her life now and she basked in the pleasure it
afforded her.  Tina admitted that she was the daughter of a United States
Senator, and understood that her father had done something to someone to
land her there...  but she simply didn't care.  She had been here for
nearly six months and each day was more enjoyable than the next.
   "I was abducted right out of my house after school one day." She stated
with a smile.  "The next thing I knew I was waking up in a strange room
feeling more horny than I've ever felt before.  I was a virgin at the time
but trust me...  that was the furthest thing from my mind when I saw the
man enter...  I remember pleading with him to fuck me." Tina whispered...
the memory still made her blush.
   Ashley told Tina that she remembered jogging...  taking a shower...  and
then falling asleep on the couch.  Had it only been two weeks ago?  Another
thing they talked about was how they had both been heterosexuals before
their enslavement.  Now, however, they relished the feel of another girl.
The thought that their conditioning had turned them this way did not
concern them in the least...  in fact; they only wanted to pleasure and
receive pleasure, so they stopped talking and made love again.
   *****
   An hour later, Ashley tried reflecting on these past few days...  she
knew she should feel disturbed at her new behavior but the emotion wouldn't
surface.  In fact, she couldn't even feel sadness at all the people she
would miss.  It was as if everything about her previous life had happened
to someone else and it no longer concerned her.  She still possessed her
memories...  but that was all they were.  It was as if her entire value
system had been reprioritized.
   Ashley slid out of bed and looked at her scheduled...  she was slated
for the workout room.
   "Time to get up, Tina...  today I get to workout!" She exclaimed.
   Tina's eyes opened and then she smiled...  then she jumped out of bed.
   "Then let's go and get us a jog!" Tina responded with a giggle.
   Ashley looked around the room for some clothes...  thinking that she
should wear a sports bra.  "You mean go jogging like this?" She gestured to
her chest.
   "Yup, no clothes allowed at the center, remember?"
   "Yeah...  I do now...  and given they aren't all that big, I can get
away with it...  but what about yours...  won't they hurt?" She replied.
   "My tits are big, but they're also firm.  Anyway, you'll notice the same
thing when it happens to you.  They'll become firmer as they grow bigger
and you'll never need a bra again...or worry about a backache!"
   VII.
   Owen Marshal, Field Director and CEO for Thorn Industries listened
intently while Doctor Sharp provided him a progress report.  The newer
technology he had discovered would virtually make the current procedures
look ancient compared to what was in store.  Unfortunately, this news came
right after an Intelligence Brief and from what had been gathered...  the
OSO was going to investigate the disappearance of Ashley Starr.  To what
extent, he wasn't sure but he had hoped that the OSO wouldn't get involved.
   In order not to draw suspicion, he had left Deana at the college, and
now fiddled with the idea of dispatching two of his top field agents as a
precaution.  Tonight he would meet with Damien.
   "So Doctor...how is the new girl doing?" Owen asked...  not wanting to
alert the Doctor as to what was going on outside the shop.
   "Fine sir...  just fine.  Ashley will make a great addition." The Doctor
responded.
   "Yes, she is very beautiful." Owen stated.  He looked forward to
visiting the girl in the near future.  "How about yourself Doctor...how are
you doing?"
   "Sir, it's like I've died and gone to heaven.  I'll never tire of this
life."
   "Great...I'm glad to hear it."
   After the Doctor left, Owen focused on what he had to tell Damien.  He
wouldn't like that the OSO was getting involved.
   As an Executive Officer on Thorn's Board of Directors, he was able to
enforce some very strict guidelines.  He had Damien's utmost trust and he
wouldn't do anything to jeopardize this.  When Damien had brought him into
the fold nearly eight months ago, he was given this title for his
management and security background.  The first thing he did was to limit
access into the Training Facility.  Only high-ranking members, with a
need-to-know status, would be allowed access.  The clients, however, were
never allowed access.  They're selections were made through on-line
catalogues.
   Owen also screened each client carefully to ensure the client had more
to lose than gain.  This method was used to determine whether or not they
would do business with them.
   He also had operatives in high government offices but what he didn't
have was one in the OSO.  He knew if he didn't handle this right, all hell
would break loose.
   The buzz from his intercom interrupted his thoughts.
   "Yes." Owen responded.
   "Mr.  Marshal, Deana Sanders just arrived for her appointment." the soft
sexy voice said on the other end.
   "Send her in and please...  hold all my calls."
   "Yes Sir."
   Owen looked up from his desk as Deana Sanders walked in.
   "How are you, Deana?"
   "Very good Sir."
   "Please take a seat.  I called you for a couple of reasons...but first,
I want to thank you for the outstanding job you did in Ashley Starr's
abduction.  She has made a fine addition here and from what I'm told,
acclimating real well.  If you are ever interested in personally checking
on her yourself, let me know."
   "Thank you sir." The girl replied, blushing.
   "Anyway, we believe in providing the very best for our strong employees.
Especially when they do an outstanding job.  You know, Deana, you are the
only female Field Agent in our organization.  Thus far, you've exceeded
every one of our expectations."
   "Thank you sir."
   "Obviously, we tend to treat our females a little less than equal around
here...but its never been because you girls aren't capable...  in fact we
are well aware that you girls can performing exceptionally well.  Instead,
we'd rather have you expend your energy in the physical arena rather than
the mental one."
   "Yes sir." Deana whispered, blushing.
   Owen paused to watch...  then smile.
   "I'll be honest with you, Deana...  as good an agent as you are if it
weren't for the fact that you are the niece of one of our finer and more
popular board members, you would have been enslaved and ride along side of
Ashley."
   "Yes Sir..." Deana replied...this time with fear.
   "I have a new assignment for you..."
   VIII.
   Deana walked into her apartment...still finding it strange to be there
without Ashley.  As she sat down on the couch, her mind flashed to Ashley's
last time here.  It was this very couch that she had watched her
ex-roommate masturbate.  The image of her was getting her horny.  It was
the first time that she had responded to another girl in this manner and
she couldn't get Ashley out of her mind.
   She then focused on her new assignment...  she knew if she failed that
she would probably end up just like Ashley...  and thought; 'Would it be
all that bad?' She blushed at her own question.
   The one thing that scared her was 'not knowing' if these new feelings of
being enslaved and 'doing it' with Ashley was because of how she felt deep
inside of herself or simply the product of her earlier conditioning.  Had
she been rendered bisexual?  Had she been made to get horny at the thought
of being controlled?  Or had Ashley simply awakened something new and
exciting in her?
   According to the briefing, she was needed to continue her role at the
college...  and this meant advertising for a new roommate.  Word was that
the government would be sending someone to investigate and this meant that
she had to keep her eye out for the new students.  The OSO was reputed to
be good and fast, so she'd have to post something on the board tomorrow.
   IX.
   Ashley could see that every girl in the workout center was not only
naked, but also visibly aroused...  some girls had paired off and were
making love right in the open.  She walked around the room and couldn't get
over how beautiful everyone looked.
   There were different theme rooms and then one huge room with artificial
grass and a water fountain.  She saw a couple of girls playfully splashing
water at each other...  they giggled at the fun they were having.  She
found herself getting aroused at the jiggling of their large breasts.  She
glanced over at Tina and saw that her new lover recognized what she was
feeling.
   She was now unbearably horny and wanted her...  it didn't matter that
they were out in public...she just had to have her!  Then the next thing
she knew, Tina had her sprawled out on the artificial grass and buried
between her legs...  at the same time she was lowering her pussy on top of
her face.  She could smell her musk-like fragrance and eagerly began
licking.
   X.
   Tina stabbed her tongue deep inside Ashley's pussy, making sure to graze
the girl's clit.  Ashley responded by licking all around her pussy and
within seconds they were both coming.  She was falling in love with
Ashley...  and wished now that she could be assigned to her forever.  She
knew these feelings were artificial but she couldn't suppress them.
   *****
   Both girls walked hand and hand...  for awhile without saying a word. 
There was something special about their new relationship.  "I...I love
you." One of them proclaimed.
   "I love you, too." The other replied.
   XI.
   Barbara Presley filled out the paperwork and sighed.  The whole morning
had been totally wasted in admissions...but finally she was through.  The
first thing she needed to do was go check out the student bulletin board.
   "Excuse me...could you tell me where the student bulletin board is?"
   "Sure...I'm on my way there now."
   "Great...what luck." She replied, smiling.
   "You wouldn't be looking for a roommate, would you?" The girl asked.
   "Actually I am...do you have someone in mind?"
   "Oh god...like this is totally cool.  I have a vacancy...and you're
looking for a place to stay.  My name is Deana Anderson."
   Barbara smiled and extended her hand.  "I'm happy to meet you...I'm
Barbie...Barbie Preston."
   The end of "The Agency, Chapter 02".
   Opinions...thoughts...etc...  Email me at jrparz@hotmail.com
   
  
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