That line from that Christmas poem popped into my head, you know the one: “all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.”I... the kitchen I poured myself a glass of water and leant against the sink while I sipped at it. My mind went back to last evening. Everything seemed so fractured, so unreal. Most of it felt like a dream, but I was pretty sure I’d been awake – well sort of awake anyway. I still had no idea what had been going on. Maybe some of it was my brain. Patar smiled “her name is Moonbeam and she can trace her linage back to Sulkie and Khan, Sahib Ramage’s horses that first came to the Crater. She is four years old and accustomed to the saddle, do you wish to ride her today Sharon?”“Oh please Patar,” Sharon asked excitedly.Patar led the mare back to the tack house and whilst Sharon petted the horse entered, returning with a saddle and tack.Sharon heard a noise and swung round to see Shaun mounted on a black stallion.“I see Patar has fixed you. "An hour ago you hated the idea of being submissive. And then I made you submissive anyway. And now, for the rest of your life, you'll do whatever I tell you, and you'll get off on it. Now cum!" Ohhh godddd," Heidi moaned as her reprogrammed brain was overwhelmed by the combined effect of this practically endless cycle of arousal, with each consecutive thought and reason for thinking it only adding to the inevitable pleasure building within her, and then she was quaking in her seat, unable to. We want you to go and turn it off or destroy it.”“Yes, sir. How accurate are our scans?”“Pure guesswork based on energy emissions.”“Surprise, surprise,” I chuckled grimly. “Consequences of failure being a big hole in the planet and the death of everyone here?” I finished with a question.“Yes. That’s why it’s a request, not an order.”“I’ll give it a shot, sir,” I replied as the schematic came up.“Thank you. Your rank will be raised to sub-Commander ... should you survive ... or.