WOPI Chronicle
Copyright© 2001 by Homer Vargas
Chapter 2: Meeting Alexandra
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 2: Meeting Alexandra - He's sent to investigate a powerful feminist organization, would he succeed or would he survive at all?
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa Fa/ft NonConsensual Mind Control Hypnosis FemaleDom Lactation Pregnancy
When David Knight came to, he found himself slouched in a chair in a well-appointed office. A mature, but very attractive woman watched as an attractive nurse removed a hypodermic syringe from his arm. He head was still clearing when she spoke.
"Good afternoon, Captain Knight. Let me introduce myself. I am Alexandra Milan, the director of WOPI. My sources told me you wanted to visit WOPI. Welcome to my parlor."
"Said the spider to the fly," Knight thought. As his eyes focused he saw a woman with steel-gray hair wearing a short skirt and translucent blouse. Her smooth thighs and large breasts did not go unnoticed. "A rough way to issue an invitation," he complained.
"I don't think you have any grounds to grouse, young man," she chuckled. "We gassed you up to make you feel good and gave you someone soft and cuddly to play with on your way here. Carmen is one of my hottest agents. Men generally like the way she 'entertains' them before they go beddy-bye. You were certainly no different."
"I couldn't say," he replied dryly.
"You don't have to. When the car arrived here last night, your prick was still where Carmen had put it. And you know what? She says Captain Black really likes sex with the woman on top. Carmen was still astraddle you with her arms and legs wrapped around you like a python smothering her prey."
"At least SHE enjoyed the trip," he replied.
"And you, my friend, had the biggest, most satisfied grin I have ever seen on a man. Seems our little girl must have taken a lot out of you," Alexandra smirked, "You have been sleeping off the gas and her lovemaking for almost 20 hours Lord only knows how many time she got you off. If I hadn't given you a stimulant, I don't know how long you would have been out."
"Well, now I'm here. What do you want?" David replied as coolly as he could, taking account of what the stacked woman's big tits and large expanse of creamy inner thigh were starting to do to his hormone level.
"We heard NASO wants to know what WOPI does to the men we kidnap. I believe you even use an ugly word like "brainwash." We prefer to think of it as turning old enemies into new friends," she smiled. "As they sent a bright young man to investigate, I thought we would let find out first hand what we do by spending some time with our women. I think you'll enjoy it and in the process we will bring one of NASO's most brilliant minds under our control," she added, her smile turning colder.
"Surely you do not think I would work for you?" David sneered.
"Of course, you will, gladly. We turn our victims by mastering their bodies, minds and will with 'eroto- hypnotism.'"
"'Eroto-hypnotism!' What kind of mumbo-jumbo is that?" David sneered.
"Oh, you'll find out soon enough," Alexandra smirked. "In a way it's nothing new. The principle is simple and has been used in rudimentary form by women for eons. Every woman knows that she wants to get a man to do something he doesn't want to do, she takes him to bed. He may suspect his partner is only going to take advantage of him, but when she shakes her tits at him or lifts her skirt, he still lets her do it. If she's clever, she makes love to him until he can't see straight and asks her favor while his prick is still in her pleasure box. A man who has just been treated to a good fuck, is dazed, sleepy, and happy. His resistance to suggestion is nil."
"You think you can enslave me that way?"
"You're a man, aren't you?" Alexandra replied smugly. "A sexually sated man will do almost anything for the woman who has just zonked him."
"That might work for a wife to get a new dress or to persuade her husband to get her pregnant. It certainly would NOT include my betraying the agency because I'm grateful for a good fuck," he sneered.
"Ah, but WOPI has a little twist. We give our captive a bed mate who is not only a good lay, but a trained psychologist. Our sexpots know how to create moments of maximum vulnerability. Like Carmen, each has a body that men can't refuse. He succumbs to her offer of sex and gladly lets her ravish him. As he lies sated and vulnerable in her arms, she puts him into a light hypnotic trance. At first she leaves him with just a few post-hypnotic suggestions."
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