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The tense silence might have welcomed laughter, but Alexis merely stared.
Felicia Prime?
“You’ll forgive my skepticism, but I find that hard to believe.”
The gorgeous redhead wasn’t vexed at all. “I assure you it is the truth.”
Alexis nearly scoffed. “Then our positions would be reversed.”
She steeled herself and waited, unconvinced by this sudden, improbable twist. “Felicia” remained unperturbed. Delighted, even. She nuzzled Alexis’ nether lips, grinned when Alexis gripped the edges of her seat once more.
“Oh, how to convince you?”
The spark of mirth hadn’t gone away. She took a moment to compose herself, and closed her eyes
Her voice took on a dreamlike quality. “As we speak, Christine is in one of our processing nodes on level seven. She has already been secured to a table, and will be undergoing mind-wipe in a matter of moments.
“Drones sigma nine and seventeen are supervising the session. They have undergone reinforcement programming earlier, and have been directed to make Christine fully obedient. Sigma nine herself will then be slated back into the processing queue, to be reassigned as pleasure drone along with Christine. Seventeen will assist them both in their entrancement phase.”