He walked in, and closed the door. He turned the lock, then checked again to ensure that it actually was locked. Recalling Randall's look earlier, he ...lso took the precaution of moving the small magazine rack in front of the door. Fairly certain that there was nothing else he could do to be more secure, he looked at himself in the mirror. "Hey, Maggie." He mumbled to the face in the mirror. The feeling was bizarre. He knew that the woman that he saw was himself, but there was a feeling of. Robin smiled back. "That's good to hear." While it had been risky to speed up the process, the results had beenworth it. Robin was now totally docile and obedient. She had also takento the new conditioning. Tomorrow, Marissa planned on taking Robin to a salon and having herhair styled and dyed. Her eyebrows would be shaped so that they werethin and highly arched. She would also get a nice set of long nails.Additionally there were some other modifications that had to bedone...mental changes so. Those filthy dogmatic do-gooders were doing nothing but getting in the way.Her manservant Eyegor waddled into the the throne room, nonchalantly ignoring the fact that his queen was forcing a slave girl to eat her out."Mistress Malicia, we've finished the report that you requested concerning the secret identities of the Rangers."Malicia perked up in her chair and shoved the slave girl's face further into her snatch. "Pray tell, my good man." Very well, my Queen." The wall of the throne room lit. I laid by her side and asked her to get on top of me. She got on top, guided my penis into her vagina and started riding it. Her slow riding was driving me crazy.I rolled her over with my penis still inside her. Gave her a few strokes till I pulled out. I got on her belly, held both her tits together and put my penis right between. I titty fucked her as I was fantasized about titty fucking Salma Hayek. Her tits felt like silk against my penis. I moved a bit forward and asked her to get her.