But believe me, I was trying hard boyfirsttime to fight it.

After a backstreet boy music few minutes of sweaty afterglow, he finally got off me and boyfirsttime began to clean up. I couldn't sit up, but I could feel my fingers twitching. I think I was doing that. I kept trying to move, hoping boyfirsttime that Agent McFuckhead wouldn't notice.

"Remember your instructions, Akiko."

Lucky for me, there was a knock at his door.

Agent Pink cursed boy under his breath, rose to his backstreet feet and boy hurried around the boy corner to his office door. I heard it open first.

I boy slid into boy a chair and tried to pick up what was backstreet boy music going on. The scene on the left monitor involved a blonde girl boy strapped to a table in an austere white room. This bald guy was rubbing boy some kind of oil all over her and she looked like she couldn't decide whether to like it or not. Periodically, the angle would change. Apparently it boy was someone's job to watch this stuff and capture boy the action on a few different boyfirsttime cameras. I wanted that job!

This constant pinging against boy the walls of my conditioning was wearing me out. The Min Sect boys who worked on me were boy very smart to boyfirsttime get at my brain boy through my boy pussy boyfirsttime - in the end the call boy of sex was too strong to resist. My resolve was eaten away. They were doing boy the same thing to my friends right in front of me boy, and it was so hot I couldn't look boy away.

I'd missed a crucial turning point on the left boy monitor. Max backstreet boy music was nodding her head while boyfirsttime the music bald man boy rested his fingertips between her boyfirsttime thighs. He was backstreet speaking softly to her, and I still boy couldn't hear what he boy was saying. He rubbed his other hand up and boy down her first oiled back, and I swear I saw these iridescent trails in the wake of boyfirsttime his motions. I boyfirsttime sure wanted to get my hands boy on a bottle of that shit! There backstreet boy music was a pause, and the man time folded his arms boy across boy his boy chest to regard her silently. A boy moment passed, so I took the opportunity to boy appreciate Max's sweet behind. Then she boyfirsttime nodded and said boy "yes," unsteadily.

At which point music her interrogator slid boy the vibrator deeply into her sex. I saw her twitch, then we boyfirsttime both came together boyfirsttime. I was soaked with sweat, and my ass hurt boy from boy the way I was sitting in my chair. It boy wasn't fair that Max and Keeley had these neat things to play with boy and all I backstreet boy music had was boyfirsttime my fingers.

"Yes sir boy," I heard myself answer, before I even knew where free I was. I sat boyfirsttime up on one elbow and looked around. Seemed like I boyfirsttime was in some boy medical examination room. My backstreet boy music naked bod rattled around on that nasty paper they put music down on the examination tables. It was cold in there.

"Your conditioning held together well," the Chairman explained. "Even with Agent Pink's meddling, you still performed as expected. Unfortunately, your enthusiasm to boy adhere to your instructions incapacitated you for a short boy while. We boyfirsttime took the boy opportunity to make some first adjustments."

"Your conditioning backstreet boy music is not an absolute, all time-or-nothing affair." His cronies smiled knowing little smiles. "There are degrees, depending on what is appropriate. Right now, we're having a little chat, because we want to ascertain boy your well being. Other times, we backstreet boy music can control backstreet boy music your every thought. As was the case when we had you bring your friends to boy us. We can backstreet switch from one intensity to another, and you'll be none the wiser. Agent Pink took advantage of this with his meddlesome watch. We have backstreet no need for such 'hacks', however boy." An unfamiliar nastiness crept boyfirsttime into music his voice free.

"Yes sir," I murmured music. Suddenly I didn't feel so flip. My body boy slackened on the table.

"That was so boyfirsttime fucking cool!" she enthused, then she boyfirsttime leaned in and kissed me. Before I could answer, she started to boy yell into my boy ear over the time music. "Akiko, listen carefully. You're on a yacht boy. We're here to neutralize the backstreet owner. He boyfirsttime's a small time boy weapons dealer who's been making trouble boy for Min Sect boyfirsttime. We're posing boy as a couple of dangerous, gun-toting lesbians boyfirsttime - Mayumi Anzai and music Zandria music Shaftake. We're boyfirsttime here to buy some guns. Remember now?"

When we finally made it to our boy cabin, I slid gratefully into boy bed without even taking off my backstreet boy music boots. Max pounced on me, reminding me boyfirsttime that I was boy shitfaced boy at sea.

She gave him her sunniest smile, which he returned. "Of boy course music. I free enjoyed your performance very much boy last night, Ms. Anzai." He looked at me boy impishly, no doubt picturing me with boyfirsttime my cowboy hat on boy. A waiter materialized with cocktails time. "It's a little early in the day time for me, but I thought we might backstreet boy music drink boyfirsttime in anticipation of a successful deal." Max and I raised our glasses to him and took a boy sip. It was some kind of cordial. Yummy.

He seated boy himself and regarded us for a moment. Then he leaned forward, drink in hand, and got things rolling boy. "And what sort boy of boy armaments backstreet might you lovely ladies be boyfirsttime in the market for?"

"Ms. Anzai? Ladies?"

"I first see." He boy looked at us soberly boy. "But there's something I don't understand. My intel shows that you are not Min Sect agents. You are boyfirsttime from Nepthys. But I don boy't think it's boyfirsttime possible for you to lie boyfirsttime under the influence backstreet of boyfirsttime the drug I've administered. Explain this to me boy, Max."

"So tell me," he inquired, "what methods did they employ to boy break two such capable and deadly operatives?"

Speaking of being turned backstreet boy music on, there was a conspicuous bulge in my man Ander's boyfirsttime pants by now. I couldn't boy help but think this whole thing would make boy a pretty hot book or something. When Max boy finished her boy story, he spoke up. "This boy is too much. I had the same thing backstreet boy music in store for you, but boy it boy seems that first my adversaries beat me to the boy punch." He boy leaned back, stroking his chin. "Or boy perhaps, they've merely boy softened you up boy. Tell me, Max backstreet boy music, did you enjoy your time in the boy... what first was it - White Room?"

"Does it make you excited boy to think that I might do more of the same to you?"

"And what about you, Akiko?"

I gulped. My panties were suspiciously moist. "Yes sir," I answered coyly boy. This creature that Min boyfirsttime Sect had molded me into sure was a ho.