In this 4000 word short story, Jimmy Riveaux has mind controlled and enslaved most of his small little town... but a special FBI unit has heard of his doings, and they've sent hot, curvy agent Samantha Kensington to investigate- that is, until she gets chipped and turned into another one of his mindless slaves, begging for him inside her... playing exactly into the FBI's hands!
EXCERPT
“Agent Kensington is in position, sir.” Agent Orlando Browne said. Steele nodded, Kensington appearing on the screen. He watched her appreciatively on the screen: they had selected her for this mission not just on her unswerving devotion to loyalty, but also her assets. She needed to be hot enough to entice Riveaux to plant one of those little chips on her; little would he know that she had sophisticated nanobots in her system that would relay all of the chip’s programming to them, letting them figure out how to reverse it.
He watched the video feed as she went inside the school, the big headphones on his head giving him crystal clear audio, as if he was there in the room with them, at all times. They had given her enough information to make her a threat- in his view, Riveaux had to either off her or turn her to prevent his little empire from crumbling. Or so he thought: he was cooked no matter what he did. Kensington was led into Riveaux’s office.
“Mr. Riveaux,” she said, as professionally as possible, “there are some… irregularities here.”
“Oh? And what might those be?” he said casually, leaning back into his chair.
“Well, I’ve been seeing-“ she started. She never finished. One of Riveaux’s men stepped up behind her and leisurely pressed one of the mind control chips to the back of her head. Her mouth opened, wordless, as her brain’s information was overwritten; her eyes glazed over as they stared at nothing, a mindless smile blooming on her pretty face.
The smile didn’t last for long, however, as her eyes refocused, staring straight ahead.
“You were saying?” Riveaux asked, standing from his chair.
“I… uh… I don’t remember.” Kensington said. She leered at him, leaning over the desk, giving him a view of her ample cleavage. “I do know what I want to say now, though.”
“Oh? And what’s that?” Riveaux said, still smiling.
“I want to take that big, hard cock of yours in my mouth.” She said seductively, pressing her hand on his bulge. He smiled, coming around the table.
EXCERPT
“Agent Kensington is in position, sir.” Agent Orlando Browne said. Steele nodded, Kensington appearing on the screen. He watched her appreciatively on the screen: they had selected her for this mission not just on her unswerving devotion to loyalty, but also her assets. She needed to be hot enough to entice Riveaux to plant one of those little chips on her; little would he know that she had sophisticated nanobots in her system that would relay all of the chip’s programming to them, letting them figure out how to reverse it.
He watched the video feed as she went inside the school, the big headphones on his head giving him crystal clear audio, as if he was there in the room with them, at all times. They had given her enough information to make her a threat- in his view, Riveaux had to either off her or turn her to prevent his little empire from crumbling. Or so he thought: he was cooked no matter what he did. Kensington was led into Riveaux’s office.
“Mr. Riveaux,” she said, as professionally as possible, “there are some… irregularities here.”
“Oh? And what might those be?” he said casually, leaning back into his chair.
“Well, I’ve been seeing-“ she started. She never finished. One of Riveaux’s men stepped up behind her and leisurely pressed one of the mind control chips to the back of her head. Her mouth opened, wordless, as her brain’s information was overwritten; her eyes glazed over as they stared at nothing, a mindless smile blooming on her pretty face.
The smile didn’t last for long, however, as her eyes refocused, staring straight ahead.
“You were saying?” Riveaux asked, standing from his chair.
“I… uh… I don’t remember.” Kensington said. She leered at him, leaning over the desk, giving him a view of her ample cleavage. “I do know what I want to say now, though.”
“Oh? And what’s that?” Riveaux said, still smiling.
“I want to take that big, hard cock of yours in my mouth.” She said seductively, pressing her hand on his bulge. He smiled, coming around the table.
