I thought I'd add another chapter to the story and move it to the story forum. Here's the first chapter from the request forum thread.

Chapter One


“7:30, right on time”, Blunder Woman says aloud as she looks at the clock tower. “I’m just in time for the meeting.”

She arrives in from of a large Dept. of Defense building where she is to meet with some high dept. officials about a top secret government experiment that her expertise could be useful in helping them further their research. Inside the large building, alarms and loud sirens are going off everywhere. Hearing the alarms as she arrives, Blunder Woman hastily rushes into the building to see what is going on. Inside, she notices that it’s completely empty. Running down the hallways, she reaches the laboratory where she is supposed to meet with the officials. “Hello, is everyone her ok?” she asks aloud as she enters the lab.

Hearing muffled sounds of someone struggling inside a tall locker at the back of the lab, she racing over to it and rips the door off in one quick motion. Instantly, the alarms go off and she's enveloped in a blue mist. "Oh no!! This must be Blue Control," she thinks to herself as she feels her self go numb and her body stop responding to movement. (Blue Control: an experimental crowd control gas that contains a quick-acting highly paralytic drug. The government has been working on it and developing for riot control in foreign lands. It causes the victim to almost instantly lose mobility but remain erect instead of collapsing like a rag doll. This make for easier removal of the paralyzed bodies.)

Now that the sirens have ceased, it is now completely quiet in the laboratory. “I can't move,” Blunder Woman realizes, as she stands statuesque in one place in front of the open locker. At that moment she notices something unusual coming from it. Swirling sparkles of lights, from inside the locker, began to captures her attention. Directly at her eye level is a medium size sphere, similar to that of a disco ball. It is now reflecting many of the sparkles directly at her face. Because of her paralytic state, she can't look away as they continually shifting color and shape. Staring helplessly at them, she thinks to herself, “What are these lights and why can’t I stop looking at them?”

Simultaneously and unseen to Blunder Woman, two small speakers lower from the ceiling and suspend themselves along side her head, each one facing her ears, one on the left and one on the right. They began to emit a near sub-human pitched sound directly at her. At first Blunder woman hears something that sounds like birds chirping. Then, after a few seconds, she begins to hear words as though someone were whispering to her, not as if someone were there beside her, but as though they were coming from inside her own head. As she listens, the words seem to be telling her to be calm, relax and pay attention the pretty lights dance around in inside the locker.

Captivated by the all that is going on around her, she is unable to tear her gaze away from the sphere and tune out the bombardment of suggestions in her head, Blunder Woman finds it harder and harder to think clearly as she feels herself falling into a trance-like state. The words, “You must comply, you must obey, you can not resist…,” along with other words she can’t quite make out begin to repeat over and over inside her thoughts.

A voice, seemingly speaking into a recorder, booms aloud across the now quiet laboratory, “This first encounter with the test subject, Blunder Woman, has gone almost as perfectly as we planned it. With near perfect timing, it was executed with simplicity, easy and extreme effectiveness. The set up got the subject to stand in the right spot. As the locker door was opened, specially placed canisters of the agent, Blue Control, emitted gas at the right time and place to immobilize the victim, giving the strobe time to capture her attention. Thus, the subject is rendered unable to escape as a series of acoustic subliminal messages are transmitted directly into her subconscious. Our guinea pig has been captured.”

In her now waning moments of self-realization, Blunder Woman realizes how foolish she was for rushing in and not being careful. Somewhat disgusted at the events, she can’t believe how easily she was lead to the trap and how hastily she fell for it. She begins to try to fight and resist the overwhelming desire to comply with the words in her head and tries to think of a way out of her predicament. She starts to concentrate and focus on a plan. Snapping her out of that thought, her raven hair is pulled aside and she feels something like a bee sting as an injector needle is pressed to her neck. She reacts in her thoughts to the shot, “Ouch! What was that?!?”

The voice speaks directly to Blunder Woman, “There now, that should squelch your resistance and speed up the process.” He continues in a more matter of fact tone, “This particular blend of hypnotic and psycho-tropic sedatives was specially designed to relax the subject, destroying most of her resistance and to render our test subject even more susceptible to the messages encoded into the sound emissions. She should be feeling the effects instantly and should be in complete compliance very soon.” the voice continued.

“Feel so strange….so good….so relaxed….can’t focus….so hard to think….so hard to resist,” she says to herself as a warm sensation over takes her senses. She begins to feel her will melt away. The lights continue to constantly dance before her glazing over eyes. A pair of strong hands begins massage her neck and shoulders, relaxing her even more deeply into the trance she can not escape. She responds, “Uhhh…that feels so good…so relaxing.” The words inside her head seem to be growing more forceful, repeating over and over, “You must comply! You must obey!” A small speckle of drool dribbles out of her semi-open mouth down to her chin as the last bit of Blunder Woman’s legendary fiery will struggles to still exist inside her psyche.

“You must serve me, Blunder Woman. You will feel privileged to do so to my every command,” the unseen voice tells her. “You should feel highly honored to be chosen as a test subject for the Dept. of Defense because of your splendid physique and super-human capabilities.” The words from the voice and the words absorbing into her thoughts created by the subliminal messages begin to take a heavy toll. Unable now to fight these agents bent on destroying her will, the heroine begins to feel herself comply with the voice. Losing the battle of her will, a weak struggling thought still lingers, “Yesss….Feel.…sooo….hon..ored….No…m..ust…re…sit… c..an’t…give…in. She is now barely able to think at all, nonetheless, fight the onslaught of relaxation and compliance.

The same hands, unseen to Blunder Woman, strip away her outfit, leaving her naked as the hypnotic lightshow continues to flash and more messages of her full compliance and obedience penetrate deeper into her subconscious. The hands soon leave her shoulders and travel down her back and around her sides underneath her armpits. From there, they reach around her and cup her large, firm breasts. As she stands there helpless, having her massive breasts passionately massaged, she slowly feels herself become more aroused and her body begins to tingle.

After a few minutes of the massage, Blunder Woman is so aroused that she no longer thinks of resisting. Suddenly the hands stop and she feels something tightening around her neck. At that moment the last of her will completely slips away, leaving her with no resistance to the will of the voice. Completely oblivious to the fact that her own golden lasso is being used on her, she has no thoughts of who she was, is or will be. They can be no longer found in her head, only that of compliance and complete obedience.

“Excellent,” the voice continued. "Now if our research about the abilities of the materials in this rope proves true, it should provide the finishing touch to our first training session tonight." With that he speaks the words that virtually seal the fate of Blunder Woman’s future.

“You are now, a slave, Blunder Woman. You will obey and comply with every command given to you by me and the other research members of this laboratory. Your first and only loyalty will be to me and then to them. You only goal in life now is to serve your masters to the best of your capabilities.” He proceeds to barks out her first command, “Slave, follow me to the other side of the lab.”

Upon hearing the command, she realizes she can now move again as her paralysis has worn off. No longer having any resistance against the voice’s command, she turns and follows obediently behind the dark figure still holding the other end of her lasso.

“Very good, slave,” The voice remarks, “you have done well so far in our first session. I will reward you with a request. Anything you would like at this moment shall be granted. What would you like as your reward?”

Still in a trance, with a slight smile and in a somewhat monotone voice, she says, “Master, It would please me to be allowed to suck your penis.”

“As planned, the greatest benefit of the hypnotic lightshow and the subliminal messages is now achieved.” The voice continues saying as if still being recorded, “The test subject will find herself wanting to please her master to the best of her abilities. When following commands pleases her master, she will begin to anticipate a reward for her obedience. As of now, because of the subliminal programming, she'll want to pleasure her master as a reward. The program cycles her mind into thinking that giving pleasure to her master pleases her. It continually increases as the subject’s conditioning continues. This is a must in order to maintain absolute compliance during the more rigorous examinations and testing that will be conducted in a few weeks.”

“We are extremely pleased with this progress. Slave, you've earned a reward,” the voice continues, directing his statement towards Blunder woman. “You may now suck my cock.”

Calculating and with the slightest of ease, she slithers up to him and unzips his pants. Kneeling down before him, she pulls out his now rock hard cock and fondles it in extreme anticipation. Pressing her lips around it and with the suction of a small scale vacuum cleaner, she draws her cheeks in as she pleasures his organ with vigor. At first, she struggles with the awkwardness of it, then instantly it becomes like second nature to her. With in a few strokes she finds her rhythm and brings the dark figure to near ecstasy. Finally, as she is getting lost in her own moment of ecstasy, he climaxes, spraying his thick beads of cum directly into her mouth. His pleasure causes her to have her own orgasm as well.

“Outstanding, Blunder Slut,” the voice chuckled. “I can see many benefits in our new working relationship. Now back to the business at hand. You will not know why, but you will return to this laboratory at 12 midnight every Friday night for further test sessions or unless I summon you here at a different time. Summoning you here will not be a problem since we know your secret identity as Dru Prince, an intern at the federal investigation agency. We are easily able to keep in constant contact with you. Of course, you will have no recollection of me or our sessions unless I summon you or it is time for you to return here. You are a slave to us at all times even when you are not here. Even when you are conscious, you will subconsciously obey our commands. If by chance we meet on the street and give you a command, you will not recognize us consciously as some one you've meet before, but subconsciously you will receive the command of your master. You will think of it as your own thought and comply and obey. When we need to, for further conditioning, we will use the trigger word "sleep time" to put you back into the trance-like state of mind you are presently in.”

With much confidence, the voice continues, “The Dept of Defense will uncover your secrets and understand what gives you your super human features in order use them to further the development of better soldiers to defend this great nation. You are now, and forever, the property of the government. Do you understand those order, slave? Do you understand what you now are? Is that understood?”

Blunder Woman rises to her feet and nods her head in agreement. Still drooling cum from her mouth, a long string of it drops from her lip and stretches down across her left breast.

“I didn't hear you, slave. Did you answer me?”

In complete, utter compliance, Blunder Woman proudly answers, “Yes, Master! I am a slave and I am the property of the government! I understand!”

“Excellent,” says the voice. “Now, slave, clean up your mess and get dressed. You will return to the place that you were when you first heard the alarm and continue on your regular schedule. You will not remember the request for a meeting, the alarms, this laboratory, me nor my voice. As far as your conscious mind is concerned, you were never here and were never suppose to be here. We will see you again this Friday for the next session. Don't make any plans for the weekend.” Saying that, he throws a wash cloth, her clothes and a breathe mint on the table beside her. (The mint is to cover any hint of the previous active she was just involved in.)

Blunder Woman proudly answers again, “Yes, Master! Get dressed....Remember nothing....Return here Friday....No plans for the weekend. I must obey!”

Instantly, she cleans up, eats the mint, puts on her clothes and whisks away into the night.

15 minutes later, at the clock tower at the front of the Dept. of Defense compound:

“Hmmm...” Blunder Woman ponders, “It seems like just a few seconds ago I looked at that clock and it said 7:30, now it says 8:45. Did I lose time somewhere?” She answers herself, “Nah, I must have just misread it. I need to go find some criminal activity. Justice needs to be served somewhere. And after that, I’ll go home and clear my calendar of any plans I had for this weekend.”

Now for the next chapter in the new life of Blunder Slut.

Chapter Two

Only five days have past by since Blunder Woman’s incident with the Dept. of Defense. She still had no recollection of anything that happened that night. The morning after it, she woke up and went about her normal routine of work and more work. By day she was Dru Prince, a budding intern at the federal investigation agency learning to become a field operations agent. By night, unless she was needed during the day, she was Blunder Woman; protector of the innocent and dispenser of justice to any one who dared to participate in criminal activities. The routine was the same for the other four days as well. The only criminal activity she could muster during that time was a carjacker holding up an old lady and a cat-burglar trying to steal safety deposit boxes from the local bank. It was light work for someone of her stature. But, tonight that routine and that stature were about to be drastically changed. It’s Friday night and fast approaching midnight.

“I hope Gloria will forgive me for canceling our plans for tomorrow. I just felt it would be good to keep the calendar clear for this weekend. I know we planned for weeks in high anticipation of being the first customers to hit that new mall when it opens this weekend, but I sense something big is going to happen over the next few days and I have to be ready for it,” she thinks to herself as she scours across the capital city skyline on her way to the government district.

For some reason, though she care little about it, she felt compelled to patrol the government buildings tonight, especially the Dept of Defense buildings on the north end of the city. As she posed proudly on the ledge of the building across the street from the D.O.D compound, she noticed the time on the clock tower. It was ten minutes to midnight. “I think I’ll start my patrol at that large building there in the center the campus,” she ponders as she oversees the area. She is still completely unaware that she was just in that building a few days earlier.

Using her amazing strength and agility, she hops from rooftop to rooftop until she landed at the front of the large building. Security around the compound was extremely tight, but they were alerted of Blunder Woman’s arrival and ordered to not hinder her in any ways. As she enters the front door, she says to herself, “It’s a good thing I’m here, security seems a little bit lax tonight.”

Walking down the hallway that she once ran down, the only sound that could be hear were the clicking of her boots on the hard marble floor. She notices a light coming from what looks to be the entrance to a seemingly large laboratory. She thinks to herself,” It’s too odd that there is no security in or around this building and why does this all of a sudden began to feel like déjà vu?”

When she turns from the hallway into the door of the lab, she is taken back by the impressive site that she sees. It is a massive lab that has electronic gadgets everywhere. The walls are lined with computer screens and electronic meters, along with interfaces and terminals. There is a man in a lab coat in the center of it standing by a keyboard terminal that is right beside a tilted operating table. Blunder Woman strolls in non-saliently to question the man about the lax in security. “Ahh, Blunder Woman, 12 midnight, right on schedule,’ the man says to her as he wheels around, checks his watch and grins. “What?!?!? You were expecting me?? How is that pos…si..bl..e……” She responds and tails off as her subconscious mind rips the thought right out of her consciousness. She seems somewhat baffled as to why she can’t think of what she was just thinking and why she should comply and obey the man standing before her. Another second passes and that baffle ness fleets away as she can only now think of nothing else but complying to and obeying him.

“Yes, master. You summoned me to be here at 12 midnight and I am here ready to obey your command.” She now says with confidence. “Excellent, slave,” the man said in response to her. He continues, “Most excellent; we have a long weekend ahead of us and we need to get started right away. Have you cleared your calendar for this weekend, like we asked you to do?” She replies, “Yes, master, it is all clear.” He continues more, “Walk over to the small table by the door and place your belt, lasso and Blunder suit on it. All you need to be wearing tonight is you tiara and boots. Come back to me when you have done this.” “Yes, master, I hear and obey, remove my suit and place it one the table,” she says as she moves in response to his command.

As she strips naked in front of the man she just met, she has no resistance to the action. She instead feels like this is exactly what she is supposed to be doing. In hopes that her master will be pleased with her obedience tonight, she does it hastily and as quick as possible. In a matter of seconds, she removes her suit and is back standing naked and at attention before the scientist. “Mmmm, Hmmm, I can’t get over how perfect your body is, especially how perky these are,” he says as he reaches up and cops a feel of her 39DD cup breast. She feels a tingle start in her loins and her mouth salivates some when he does this to her.

The scientist begins to explain, “Tonight, Blunder Slut, we are going to extrapolate your entire origin and history from your own thoughts. Then we’re going to give you your new permanent identity as the first human property of the state. Then we have to get you ready to meet your ultimate master, the commander-in-chief of this great nation. He will give you his “special” inspection and final approval of you as government property.”

She responds to him in a matter of fact way, “Yes, I must comply with your wishes, I am the property of the state and you are a high official with the government. You are my master and I am your slave. I must obey your commands.”

“Excellent response, slave!!” The scientist says with great excitement. “That pleases me tremendously; you will be greatly rewarded after we have finished with all the procedure this session.” Upon hearing his words, Blunder Woman, becomes a bit horny and more excited about please her master even more. “Follow me to the back of the lab,” he says as he turns that way. She follows happily after him, bouncing like a puppy at feeding time.

They reach the back wall of the lab close to a pedestal with a keyboard terminal on it. The scientist types in some codes and a part of the wall slides open to reveal a cylinder shaped room. In the middle of the room is a large metallic throne-like chair with thousands of wires running from it to the computer panels on the back wall. After the room is revealed and the wall stops in it new position, the scientist pauses to tell Blunder a most important statement. “To continue any further with our procedure, we need have only your subconscious mind available with your conscious mind turned off so it won’t cause any interference.” She looks a bit puzzled after hearing that, saying, “I do not know how to turn off my conscious mind.”

“That’s not a problem. “ He responds, “I know how. The time now seems to be you ‘SLEEPTIME.’” Instantly, upon hearing the trigger word, Blunder Woman’s mind becomes empty and detached from the world as she slips back into the deep hypnotic trance that she was in a few days earlier. She stands there with the same glassed-over gaze that she had once before.

“What a superb specimen you are Blunder Woman. The capabilities your subconscious mind displays are truly amazing and promising. The domination it has over your conscious mind will make this weekend’s session even better. The conscious mind that you had before today will now conform to the order of the state and be a new consciousness for you, Blunder Slut, or should I say Dru Prince, or even better, Princess Drucilla of Felicity Island.” The scientist confidently continues, “We know of the Amazon tribe there that you and your family come from. Your superb physique is so amazing, we can only imagine what the rest of the tribe will be like once we have them here as property, just like you.” The scientist continues, “When we’re done here after tonight and tomorrow, we will know all we need to know about them and begin to form a plan to capture them as well.”

Oblivious to anything he is saying to her, Blunder Woman mindlessly waits for the next command to obey. He then tells her,” Take a seat on the Throne, my dear, and accept your new destiny. We have a long night and day ahead of us.” She moves immediately to the chair when she hears his words and gives the normal response of “Yes, master.”

Once she is seated, the scientist scampers over and begins placing sticky electrodes all over her body. When he finishes with them he then clamps two wires to each side of her tiara that covers her temple. As though speaking to a recoding device, the scientist says aloud, “The electrodes will record her bio-rhythms to monitor the stress this activity puts on her body and psyche. We know of her telekinetic abilities with the tiara that she wears, so we will use it to our advantage as we probe her mind and record the specific brainwave frequencies of every thought that she can remember, in the order that she can remember them.”

He reaches behind the top of the chair and pulls up a sophisticated pair of headphones. “Ok, slave, you are going to open you mind to its greatest capacity and not hinder your ability to remember everything that you know. These headphones will be sending subliminal messages to provoke important memories and thoughts to come forth. You will feel the probe from your tiara and you will not hinder its processing. You will do whatever is in you power to allow the probing to be successful in recording all there is know about you. Do you understand?” She responds with the usual response, “Yes, master.”

He places the headphones on her head and flips a switch. Instantly, the power of the machine takes over her mind. A flood of thoughts began to rush through her head, passing through at rapid speed. The sudden impact of it all cause her body to jolt a bit and her eyes to roll back in her head, She is unaware of anything outside the flood of thoughts, not even her master still standing beside her. He checks over the instrument panel on the chair. “All bio levels look good. I’ll see you again in 5 hours when the process is over. Hang in there kiddo, you in for the ride of your new life.” With that he returns to the lab and continues about his business.

..Five hours later..

The scientist excitedly strolls back in the room where Blunder Woman is. He reaches up to the switch on the chair and turns it off. Her eyes recover to there more normal position and her body ceases the slight jolting motion it was doing. The scientist pronounces proudly, “Congratulation, slave you just gave us all we need to know to enslave your whole family. Soon we will learn of your family’s perfect genetic make up and use this information for the protection of this great nation.” He continues, “We also have enough information about your own consciousness that we now can bend and conform it to fit your new permanent identity. But we have some time before that is completely formulated. This will give your body and mind a chance for some rest before the next procedure.” He then commands her, “It is now time for you to rest. I’m going to count backwards from 5 to 1, when I reach 1 you will be in a completely restful slumber, both body and mind. Nothing will awaken you from it except my voice. Do you understand?” “Yes, Master” she replies. “Excellent, 5..4..3..2..1..” When he hits “1” her eyes close and her head slumps over in the head rest of the chair. A slight purr can be heard as she softly snores in the wake of a blissful sleep. “Down boy, not yet, “the scientist says aloud as he adjusts the crotch of his pants to accommodate the instant bulge he got at the site of this sleeping beauty. “You’ll have to wait till we get her done with all the procedures,” he says as he turns and walks back into the lab.

..Three hours Later..

The very excited scientist again strolls into the room where Blunder Woman is still sleeping. He wakes her by saying, “Rise and shine, Blunder Woman, it’s time to move on to the next procedure.” Hearing her master she opens her eyes and raises her head to attention, still with in the zombie-like trance. “He continues, “Stand up and follow me back in to the lab.” With that she is up and following behind him.

They move through the lab to a table close to the middle of it. On the table, there is what looks like a forest green jet fighter pilot’s helmet. It has all the features of that type of helmet, with the addition of three antennas. Two mounted on each side of the front and one protruding out the back parallel with the floor. Directly on top of the helmet is a receptacle for a three prong plug.

When they reach the table, he picks up the helmet and says to her, “You will again open you mind to its greatest capacity and not hinder the ability of the helmet to alter you conscious mind. You will feel the effect of the altering and you will not hinder its processing. You will do whatever is in you power to allow the effects to be successful in altering your conscious mind. Do you understand?” She again replies, “Yes, Master.” He gloatingly explains further what is about to happen. “What once made up the proud consciousness of Blunder Woman, Dru Prince, and Princess Drucilla will now become a simple façade to keep the cover of your new identity from being discovered. In a sense, you will somewhat believe that you are still that person when you are in the public eye, but you will no doubtfully know what you new permanent identity and purpose is at all times from this moment on.” With that he pushes a button and a metallic cord drops from the ceiling. He then grabs the cord, plugs it into the top of the helmet, places the helmet on her head, fastens it and flips the switch on the side of it.

She stands erected in one place as the three antennas begin to buzz and pulsate. Her mind begins to clear and becomes like a big white screen. Slowly thoughts roll by like pictures of a movie show. She begins to recognizes them and agree with them, making them her thoughts and accepting them as her own. “Yes, I have and always will belong to the government. I serve nothing else but the government. I do all that I can do for the government. I must obey the government officials that are in charge of me. I must serve the commander-in-chief to what ever purpose he desires. I am to aid and assist the capture of all amazons on Felicity Island. They must serve the government just like me. I will act out the roll of the super heroine, Blunder Woman, to carry out my duties for my government and protect the people of this great nation. I will act out the roll of Dru Prince to gain important intelligence in order to perform my duties. I will act out the role of Princess Drucilla to infiltrate the amazons on Felicity Island. I will use the knowledge that my master has given me to make these roles as believable as possible.” These thought and many more begin to burn themselves permanently into her conscious mind, all the time forming her new identity and new purpose in life.

After about one hour of it all, a green light began flashing on the side of the helmet. The scientist gleamed with joy at the sight of it. He raced over, unplugs the helmet and takes it off. “Tell me who you are and what you’re doing here,” he asks of her as he puts down the helmet. She responds, “I am Item# 673HST78RE3ILM, property of this great nation and slave to the officials in charge of me. I am here to serve this great nation by complying with your orders and obeying your commands. “He adds to her comment, “Excellent, you will accept the nicknames, ‘Slut” and “673’ as your identification as well.”

He then makes her bend over to let all her raven hair hang to the floor as he pulls a branding device out of a shelf under the table the helmet was on. He presses it at the small of her neck just below the hairline causing a burning flesh smell to fill the room. The numbers and letters she just recanted are now permanent branding on the back of her neck. “There now you are official,” he adds, “When I snap my fingers you will leave the trance you are now in and your new conscious mind will awaken and take over its new life.” When he snaps his fingers, her eye flutter wildly and she begins to stagger a bit. After a few seconds she looks at him, grins, and says, “I am here to obey you master, what is your command?”

Looking at his watch with excitement, he says, “I’ve got 2 hours before I have to have you at the president’s office. I think now I can give that reward I promised.” The expressions of joy and lust flowing from her face match the thoughts in her head. He presses a button on the panel near him and a small bed on a platform raises from an opening n the floor. “He quips, “We have a lot to do in short time, I believe its best we get started on that as soon as possible.” Moaning in anticipation, she can only agree.

Great work. ) Keep on writing.

I've never done this kinda of writing before, but it feels good to get it out. Here is the next chapter in the Life of Blunder Slut. Jpeger, I hope you don't mind the liberties I took so far with your Blunder Woman character.

Chapter Three – Meet the President

Beep!! Beep!! Beep!! The alarm set by the scientist goes off to remind him to get Blunder Woman ready for her visit to the president’s meeting. Still lying beside her on the bed, he lingers over the sight of the beautiful woman as she sleeps. Purring as she did before, she lies there with dried cum on her mouth, breasts and vaginal area. After about 45 minutes of the best sex he had ever experienced, he had become completely exhausted. Her physique, being ten times better than his and with more stamina than can be imagined, caused him to be completely overwhelmed. He needed time to recover and decided to put her back to sleep in the blissful sleep she was in a few hours earlier while he did. He now has 30 minutes to get her ready.

He addresses her, “Wake up, my beauty. It’s time to get ready for you meeting.” She flickers her eyes a bit as she awakens from her pleasant slumber. Looking up at him smiling, she responds, “Hello, master. Thank up for allowing me to dream of my mother and family serving beside me as we go to protect the people. It will be wonderful to have my family here to be slaves like me.” He quips back, “Soon they will be here. But before that, we will need to learn everything we can about your make up and how you came to exist as amazons. That will require many tests to be done on you. Then we will form a plan to bring them here.” Still smiling, she says, “I can hardly wait for that day.” “It won’t be long trust me, but now you will go wash up and put your suit back on. There is a sink over by the table where you placed your suit,” He commands her as he gets up and picks his clothes off the floor. Upon hearing the command, she gets up, walks over to the sink and begins to wash her self.

Meanwhile, at the president’s office, a special meeting has started. There are at least 30 people gathered inside the office. All are government department heads and military branch leaders. They are all curious why the have been summoned to such a hush-hush meeting. The president begins the meeting by introducing the plan that was put into effect 10 years earlier. He starts, “Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you for coming to this highly confidential briefing of the future plan of defense for the nation. Unbeknownst to you and your departments; the Department of Defense, under the orders of my predecessor, former president Wiseman, began researching a plan to tighten the defense of this country to secure it from terrorist attacks and declarations of war. Since I was the vice president under him and completely agreed with the plan, I continued it when I took over office.”

He continues, “The plan started when my predecessor noticed that at that time the super heroine, ‘Blunder Woman,’ had become more of an impact player in policing the area around the capital city. Blunder Woman had always been a factor in that effort off and on since the end of WWII. But at that time, she began to expand her efforts, even as far as helping on international assignments. This caught Wiseman’s attention. He begin to wonder what would happen if she were to fail on a mission and fall into the enemy hand’s. There had been a few times when it was a close-call and she lucked up and prevailed. This caused Wiseman to be alarmed. We didn’t have any information about her, except for the fact that she had supernatural attributes that allowed her to exceed that of any other agent.” The Joint Chief-of-Staff piped a question, “So we went over 50 years without trying to find something out? I thought since we trusted her so much that we’d have more than that on her.” A slight grumbling preceded his question. The president answered, “I know, it’s quite alarming, but that is the truth about it.” More, louder grumbling followed his response.

The head of the Intelligence Department broke the grumble, “We should have investigated her till we knew all that we could know about her before we put that much trust in her. No wonder Wiseman was alarmed.” “You’re quite right,” the president responded. “So we improvised a plan to do just that. We allowed the D.O.D. to watch and investigate all they could about her continuously. At first she would outsmart us. She would capture our tails that we placed on her and turn them in as spies. But, in the end, perseverance paid off. One night, after she showed a few gang members some criminal justice, she ducted into the alleyway we had been watching and transformed back into one of her secret identities, Drucilla Prince. At that time, she was a law graduate student at the university. We found out later that she was there studying international law. Looking into her records, we found that they were all fabricated and there was no record of her from before the time she enrolled in school.”

He continues, “We then proceeded to bug her apartment. Sending her away on assignments kept her busy while we placed mikes and camera’s everywhere. Come to find out, she trusted us as much as we first trusted her. It was the major flaw in her judgment we fear existed. If the trust were violated, would she turn on us? Did that much trust cause some of the assignments to almost fail? These questions caused us to ask the biggest questions in our homeland security, who is she truly loyal to and can her loyalty be turned away if she was captured. So we dug deeper and investigated more.” The under secretary of the army shouts from the near back of the office, “This is preposterous. She has done nothing more than uphold and preformed the justice this country so desperately needs and is a good example to children, how is she such a threat?”

The president answers, “Indeed, she has done that and more, but it’s not her character that is the issue, it’s the unknown factors that present the big risk. We soon began to compile all the info we were receiving, then another breakthrough occurred. We recorded a conversation she was have with her mother while she in her apartment as Blunder Woman. Through that and a few other conversations, we uncovered that she is an Amazon from an island called ‘Felicity Island.’ Her whole family comprises her mother and numerous amounts of sisters and cousins, all female. No males reside on the island. Her true identity is Princess Drucilla and her mother is the Queen.” Shock falls over the crowd there in the office. The Admiral Head of the naval branch breaks the silence, “If the enemy were to discover that island and convince the amazons to join their cause, there is no telling what an army like that could do to the balance of power this world has now.”

“Precisely the point, Admiral,” the president answers, “that is why the D.O.D. and I comprised and executed a plan to capture and subdue Blunder Woman. Over the last week, she has been captured and had her will subdued until she was in completely compliance to the desires of the state. Since then, we have extrapolated all the information about her history, her homeland and her people from her subconscious thoughts. We have altered her conscious mind to be in complete compliance and obedience to high ranking government and military officials, other wise known as you all. And we will run vigorous tests and trials on her to find out how she ticks and has such a great physique. This information along with the capture of her people will hopefully produce a future Auxiliary class of soldiers that will defend the freedom this great nation enjoys.”

Shouts of, “Amazing,””Unbelievable,””Ingeniuous;” fill the room as the crowds attitude turns from concern to excitement about the good news they just heard. He continues,” Also, Blunder Woman is on her way to this meeting, as we speak, for your inspection and approval. She should be here at any minute.” Upon saying that, his phone buzzes and his secretary informs him of her arrival. “Good, send her in,” he responds excitedly.

His voice, coming from his secretary’s phone, almost made her knees buckle. She thinks to herself, “The voice of my Commander-in-chief and ultimate master is so godly, I will do the best I can to please him in any way he so desires.” As she enters the room, the first person she sees is the president. She holds her composure on the outside for the benefit of the meeting, but on the inside she is completely swooning at his site.

“My, My, aren’t you a gorgeous site.” He says as she enters. “The site of you pleases me greatly.” She almost faints upon hearing that as a bolt of pleasure and anticipation jolts her insides. She responds, “Thank you, master.” She still maintains composure as she turns to the crowd.

He asks her, “Tell us who you are and why you’re here.” She answers, “I am Item# 673HST78RE3ILM, property of this great nation and slave to the officials in charge of me. I am also known as ‘slut’ and ‘673’ and I am here to serve this great nation by complying with your orders and obeying your commands. My alter egos are Blunder Woman, Dru Prince, and Princess Drucilla. I use them to keep my true identity, as government property, safe and secure.” “Excellent,” he remarks and then commands her to remove her super heroine suit to show her complete submission to him and to show off her near-perfect muscular body. The old Blunder Woman would’ve had no part in such a thing, but with complete compliance and obedience she takes it off revealing not only her body, but the complete dominance the president possessed over her will. He than tells the crowd that they have 30 minutes to examine, inspect and question Blunder Woman in any way they see fit.,

As she stands there answering numerous questions and having her body touched, pinched and poked, all she can think about is how her ultimate master is someone worthy of worship and pledging complete allegiance and obedience to. After the 30 minutes are up, he mentions one last thing to the crowd, “Her government ‘masters’ have the same subordinate order as the chain of command. I have the final say so in what her commands are. Soon she will be release to your guise, after her testing is done. She will be watched and monitored by and eventually housed at the D.O.D. That is all; people, Blunder Woman and I have further business to discuss in private. Grinning like a mule eating briars and giggling like young school girl, the vice president quips back, “I bet you do have some further business with her. Better not let your wife find out.” The president laughingly responds, “No worries Mike, eventually I’ll introduce her to Sally and then we can have some three-way fun. You better be quiet about it till then or you won’t be getting in private business with Blunder Woman next weekend.”

As the door closes when the last person leaves, the president looks over at the lusciously naked beauty stand in the middle of the room. He strolls up to her as she smiles at him with a lustful expression. He comments to her, “You have pleased me to no end tonight, now its time for you’re duly reward.” He pulls a remote out of his pocket and aims it at the right side of the office. An unseen panel opens to reveal a medium size posh bedroom. “Wispily, he says to her, “That room is normally used for nubile interns, but tonight you will be its greatest occupant. Give me that lustful kiss that you’ve been want to give since you laid eyes on me and then help me get these clothes off. She willingly obliges. Standing there holding each other, both complete naked, He motions for her to head towards the bedroom. As she turns to head that way, he gives her a good slap in the rear, grabbing a whole handful of butt cheek. Surprised by it, she lets out a little yelp in response. Inside the bedroom, he pushes a button on the wall and the panel begins to close. Before it completely closes, he looks at her as she crawls on the bed on her hands and knees; showing every curve that needs to be shown, and says, “I’m going to do to you what I’ve always wanted to do to a woman. You are my biggest fantasy and we’re going to make it ‘cum’ true.” She can do nothing but suggestive moan back at him as she anticipated the greatest night of her life.

..Monday morning..

Back at Dru’s apartment, the alarm goes sounds for her to get up and get the day started. She leans over and turns it off while sitting up at the edge of her bed. She stares at the clock in some what defiant disbelief that is really time for her to get up and go to work. She is completely exhausted and still pleasantly sore from the weekend activities, but she has no recollection of where she went or what she did. And she doesn’t really care that much about it. All she knows is she has got work to do and she needs to get to it.

On the bus ride in to work, she tries to formulate a believable story for her co-worker and best friend, Gloria. She thinks to herself, “She’s going to be really, really pissed at me for canceling, but something really important happen this weekend. Even though I can’t recall it, I know that it doesn’t matter because I have more pressing things to accomplish today and this week. I know, I’ll tell her that a private family issue needed to be taken care of and that I’ll make it up to her somehow. Then I’ll smile that believable smile that she falls for every time.”

As Dru sits at her desk in her cubicle and boots up her computer, a strikingly beautiful African-American lady strolls up to the cubicle door with her arms folded and a stern look on her face. Gloria had a body that most men fantasize about and would die for. It was not quite as perky, curvy and full as Dru’s but close, probably the closest outside of Felicity Island. She sometimes wondered if Gloria had some Amazonian in her.

Angrily she says to Dru, “I can’t believe you did that to me. I can’t believe you canceled on us this weekend. Do you know how much I was looking forward to being the first customer in THAT Victoria Secrets, in THAT new mall?!?” Dru apologetically responds, “I’m so sorry about that Gloria, I know it meant a lot to you but I had a very important private family issue come up that I had to address. I promise, I double promise that I will make it up to you. Anything you want to do, I’ll do it.” She smiles that famous smile back at Gloria when she finishes her statement. Gloria relaxes and backs down from her stance and responds, “Ok, there is this great restaurant at that mall that I want to try out for lunch today. How’s that sound?” “Wonderful!!” Dru answers back, still smiling the smile. Excitedly Gloria tells her, “Great, I’ll come get you when it’s time to go.” “I can’t wait,” Dru answers back. Before leaving, Gloria asks if everything went well with the family issue. Dru assured her that it went better than planned. With that, Gloria returns to her desk.

When Gloria leaves, and noticing no one else come to her cubicle, she pulls up the F.I.A. (Federal Investigation Agency) website on her computer and types in her special password. A new webpage comes up and she types in the Latitude and Longitude coordinates of Felicity Island. Instantly it pulls up all the information the agency had from any thing in a 500 mile quadrant surrounding that coordinate. She opens up another tab in the explorer to a secret D.O.D. webpage and begins funneling the information she receives from the F.I.A. site to the D.O.D. site, correcting any mistaken information that was corrupted by her efforts to cover up the location of her home island when she began working for the government a few years back. She thinks to her self as she goes over the information, “I got to be careful in recoding this information, don’t want to get caught getting it. I’ll need to spend sometime each day this week to make sure I get it all. It’s very important that I have it done before I go on to patrol the government district, as Blunder Woman, again this weekend.”

I thought I'd do one of those background episodes here, so not much action. The next episode will have a ton of action, but I thought the story needed some build up to it. Anyways, hope its not too boring.

Chapter Four: Not your ordinary Gloria

Gloria’s history:
A criminal mastermind named John Li Lang back in the earlier 70’s captured Blunder Woman and used the lasso on her to gain valuable information in hopes of turning her to his ways. He asked several questions about her and wanted to know where she actually came from. She revealed to him the existence of “Felicity Island”. Before he could get anymore information out of her, she managed to find a loop hole in his commands that held her in check while under the influence of the lasso and escaped. In turn, she began to hunt him down.

The villain was elusive and escaped her grasp four different occasions. Blunder Woman sent word back to the island for help with the matter. Dalia was sent in response. She was almost a twin to Dru, except she had blonde hair instead of raven. She was as physically fit and in shapes as Dru and had the body that dripped of lusciousness. She also was the top guard of the queen’s rank and would’ve been Blunder Woman if Dru hadn’t beat her in the competition held on the island for the role of the super heroine.

Not suspecting 2 Amazon “super” women coming after him, the villain set a trap to recapture Blunder Woman. He sent an enticing note to Blunder Woman to lure her in to his trap. But Dalia intercepted the note before Dru could see it and decide to take matters into her own hands. Pride, blinding her cautiousness, allowed for her to fall right into the trap he set.

After springing his trap on the one he thought was Blunder Woman, he was quite surprised to see someone different snared in it. He drugged her with chloroform and took her back to his lair. There, for the next few days, she proceeded to interrogate her for the same information he wanted from Blunder Woman, the location of the Amazon’s homeland. Using the lasso that she possessed and a few mind altering drugs, he rapped and tortured Dalia until he was successful at getting that information he was seeking.

With no further use of the Amazon, he discarded her in a back alley way near downtown of the capital city, stripping her of all her clothes. The last thing the villain did before kicking her out of the van was to use the lasso on her one last time. He told Dalia to forget everything that she knew. Everything, not just what he had done, so he could escape, but every thought she had. She had complete amnesia when he removed the lasso and drove off. With no idea where she was, who she was and what she was doing there, the world instantly grew dark and enormous. The defeated amazon collapsed in the dark street.

While this was happening, Staff Sgt. Leon Clemons was just leaving his mom and brother’s apartment complex. He had come back to pay a monthly family visit and to check up on his little brother. He didn’t want him to be getting involved with any of the local gangs like he did when he was young.

Leon was an African American that joins the army to keep from going to jail when he became an adult. Never knowing his father, the army became like a family and a since of guidance. He quickly caught on and moved up the enlisted ranks. The army made him a fine upstanding person, and he wanted his brother to grow up like that.

Turning the corner at the alley near his mother’s apartment complex, Leon noticed a van peal away leaving a strikingly gorgeous blonde woman in the middle of the street, completely naked. She looked around at everything around her, completely confused and frighten. Standing in amazement, he watched her collapse where she was standing. He ran over to where she was and he noticed she was unconscious. He took his army coat off and placed it on her, picked her up from the street and carried her to the local hospital, only 3 blocks away.

One year of therapy sessions, set up by Leon, could not recover any of her memories. During that year, she and Leon had become very close. They fell in love and were married a year later. Since she couldn’t remember her real name, she accepted the name Jennifer, the one that Leon gave her in the hospital so they would take her in as a person, instead of classifying her as a Jane Doe. They settled in a capital city suburb neighborhood and had a baby girl named Gloria.

Unbeknownst to Leon, Jennifer, a.k.a. Dalia, was still an amazon. Any offspring from her would also be an amazon. At the local hospital, the doctor’s marveled at the near perfect baby they delivered. Because of that fact, Gloria grew up faster than most babies. She was walking at four months old and talking at ten months. Her body and mind were growing at a phenomenal rate and she started school when she was 3, as she was as big and strong as most 6-7 year olds.

Even though it came close to succeeding, the amazons were able to hold off John Li Lang’s invasion force and capture him. They erased his memory of anything that he knew about the amazons and where the island was and sent him off to turn his self into the authorities back in the states. Dru had eventually found the discarded note and realized that Dalia was caught, so she sent word back to the Queen that the island’s location was compromised. With no sign of her anywhere and John’s inability to tell them where she was after he dropped her off and erased her memory, they accept the reality that Dalia was either dead or lost forever. But they never gave up looking and hoping.

One day when Blunder Woman was doing a visit to a local high school to influence the teens to stay out of trouble and do what was right, she saw a figure in the crowd that she recognized from many years earlier. Jennifer heard from Gloria that Blunder Woman would be at her school that day so she went to see Blunder Woman for herself. Blunder Woman cornered Jennifer after the visitation and asked here if she ever knew a person that looked like her named Dalia. She denied ever knowing any one with that name, but her posture and quirks tip off Blunder Woman that she indeed was Dalia.

She sent word back to the Queen that Dalia was found. The Queen told Blunder Woman that the Queen’s Guard would deal with it. She also told Blunder Woman that she should not be involved with Dalia in order to keep the amazons and her reputation and name clear of anything.

The Queen’s Guard confronted Jennifer and Leon one night while Gloria was out with her friends from school. With the help of a lasso, they restored Dalia’s memory and she told Leon all that had happened and what she was. Because of the security risk to the safety of Felicity Island, the Queen’s Guard gave them two options to choose from. One, they would have to take Dalia and Gloria back and wipe Leon’s memory of what he just found out and set up a fake accident so everyone would think they were dead. Or two, they would take Dalia and Leon back to the Isle of Charos, since males can not live on Felicity Island, to live out their lives together. The second option would involve a fake accident and death of Gloria’s parents, but she would not know that she was an amazon. Dalia chose the second option. Her love for her daughter was as great as the love for her husband, but the risk of jeopardy was greater if Gloria were to find out she was an amazon than her losing her parents.

Gloria was down-trotted and depressed for nearly a year after her parents were killed in that car wreck. She ended up living with her aunt and uncle and went on to excel in academics and athletics during her time in high school and college. She expressed great interest in become a crime investigator and work in under cover operations.

When the F.I.A. took notice and called on her to become an intern and cadet, she never thought twice about it. She excelled faster than any cadet in the program and made field ops two years after she started. She had all the records at the academy until Dru broke them all last year. Her beauty made it easy for her to go under-cover as a model or debutant. Her physique and wits made the jobs easy to get in and out. Her strength and agility made any confrontations over in seconds. Her intelligence made it easy to get the right information. She was perfect for the job.

With her desire to succeed and the work load that she took on, she never had time to seriously date any one on a regular basis. Many advances were sent her way, even from some of the most powerful men in the world, but she had no real desire to accept any of them unless it was a part of the mission she was on.

Friends were even harder to come by for Gloria. She was either to gung-ho about work or completely not interested in the involvements of “civilians”, as she would put it. Needless to say, outside her uncle, she didn’t have any true friends, until Dru became the intern she was overseeing.

She was quite impressed that Dru broke all her records she set at the academy and wanted to know more about her. She encouraged her boss to give the internship to Dru. When Dru came aboard, they were an instant hit. They were able to relate on the same level about life, men, work and such. Dru introduced a feminine feature that Gloria never got to use much growing up, chit-chat.

They were close, and at one point, even closer. At Gloria’s apartment, after a successful sting operation put the biggest drug dealer on the eastern seaboard behind bars, they celebrated with way too many glasses of champagne. Dru’s innocent brush up against Gloria’s arm turned into an exploratory tender issue. The next morning they woke up on Gloria’s bed completely naked and embarrassed but not regretful.

...Present day, Lunch at the mall…

Dru looks up at Gloria after taking a bite of her chicken tortellini and says, “So what was the real reason you wanted to be the FIRST customer at THAT Victoria Secret’s anyway?” Gloria shyly looks back at Dru and replies, “Well, because you look so good in that black lace and I really love the strap lingerie. I thought we could have some fun. They were providing private changing rooms and serving free champagne to the first 10 customers.”

“You and your silly champagne, didn’t you get enough of that stuff a few months ago after that sting. I know I did. I had a hangover all day the next day.” Dru tells Gloria, grin as she reminisced about how good that night was. Blushing, Gloria answers back, “Anything to get you drunk and in sexy lingerie works for me.” They both burst in to laughter at Gloria’s comment.

…Present day, Laboratory at the D.O.D….

An excite scientist going over the data from Blunder Woman’s thought extrapolation shouts, “Holy Snickeys, there’s another amazon here and we never knew it. And based on what I’m uncovering Blunder Woman and the other amazon never knew it either.” He rushes the data to his supervisor and goes over it with him. Shocked by the information, the supervisor picks up the phone and calls the head of the Laboratory. He tells him to keep analyzing the data and he’d be right there.

“Gloria Clemons is Leon and Jennifer Clemons’ daughter. If it is true that Jennifer was in fact the Amazon called Dalia, then Gloria is an amazon as well,” the head scientist says after piecing all the fact from going over the data presented to him. He continues, “If that is the case, this little operation just go more interesting. I need to call my superior so he can get hold of the president.”

When Dru got back to her desk from lunch with Gloria, she noticed the phone message light was blinking. When she open her voicemail, she noticed only one message from the D.O.D. “I wonder what those guys over there want, they are always trying to poke their noses into our investigations,” she says as she presses “1” to listen to it.

A masculine voice bolsters, “Hello, Slut!” Instantly Dru’s conscious mind opens to receive the command that her master is about to give. The voice continues, “Your friend Gloria is an amazon and must be captured and brought to us. You will entice her over to your apartment tonight, changing into Blunder Woman and use your magic lasso to program her to come to the Laboratory at the D.O.D. compound at 8:00 pm on Friday night. Continue gathering the information that we requested and we will see you at midnight on Friday as well. That is all for now.” She hangs the phone up and in doing so snaps out of the trance she was in. “What was I about to do? Oh yeah now I remember,” she says to herself.

Picking up the phone again, she dials Gloria’s extension. When Gloria picks up, she quips, “You know that conversation we had at lunch about champagne and lingerie? How about we try it again at my place tonight after work?” Gloria responds, “I was wondering when you were going to ask me that. You can count on me being there. I’ll meet you in the carport, no need to take two cars when we are going to be right back here in the morning, if you catch my drift.” Dru licks her lips and responses, “Stop, you’re making me blush. I’ll see you in the garage at 5:00. Be there or be square.”

Sweet!!! Thanks for sharing.

In chapter 3, I accidentally posted a rough draft, instead of the final one. The only difference is that Dru didn't take a bus to work, she drove her car. I can't edit the post so I'm letting you know if you care that much about details. The story heats up a lot in this and the next few chapters. Enjoy!

Chapter 5: A Party for Two

The rest of the afternoon, Dru continued to perform her normal duties as an intern agent at the F.I.A. Since she wasn’t presently on a case, she was constantly taking phone calls and gathering information for the other agents on other cases. While she was performing these duties, in the background, she was still piping information about her homeland to the D.O.D. site.

In a perverted twist, it was somewhat similar to when she was covering up the tracts to her former identity as Blunder Woman and Princess Drucilla and considered it her duty to do so then as well. Her subconscious mind, as a result of her new identity, continually made her believe that this was also her duty. Changed and recreated to serve that new identity, her conscious mind is now more subjective to her subconscious than its former objective self. Instead of her conscious mind protecting the truths that she accepted as proven to be true, it now accepted anything her subconscious told it to be true. And those truths came directly from the commands of her masters. Whatever they commanded was the truth and her subconscious made it so.

A by product of the capture and altering of her mind and identity was also beginning to surface in her personality. A repressed sex drive was starting to awaken. Dru had know no other in a sexually circumstance before. She was sexually tortured twice when she was captured and once rapped by a villain that got the drop on her. But, in those situations she never considered them sexual acts, just a villainous attack. She never opened her mind to the thought of them being sexual. She only thought of them as attacks, never letting herself feel any pleasure in or from them at all.

She was never really attracted to men to the point of give herself to one. There were a few that did catch her eye and she was somewhat attracted to, but her duty and her drive to be the best Blunder Woman could be never let it go any further. She never expressed herself sexually until that night with Gloria. For some strange reason, on that occasion, she felt very attracted to her.

Nothing never really happened that night, except they stripped each other, one piece of clothing at a time. They admired each others curves and feminine attributes that were exposed as each body part was unclothed and they lustfully fondled those exposed body parts. By the time they were both naked, they passed out in each others arms because of too much champagne. Dru had fantasized about that night many times in her mind. She wanted more from it. She wanted it to go further.

Before the capture, she would stash away such fantasies as frivolous thoughts. Now with no reason to hold back, they were becoming more real. The programming the subliminal messages did had awakened the sexual pleasure areas of her brain. The bird chirping sounds she initially heard while she was immobilized and staring at the swirling lights, right before the voices told her to comply and obey, were subliminal sound transmissions directly aimed at her brain’s pleasure center. They were the catalyst that promoted the drive to please her master in order to feel pleasure. The more she pleases the more she feels pleasure. The more she feels pleasure the more the drive to please. This was the intended purpose the scientists desired of her in order to perform the more difficult tasks ahead. But it was having a somewhat favorable by product, uncovering the sex drive Dru had so long buried deep inside. And now that drive was focusing on Gloria.

The command to capture Gloria, along with reminiscing of that night a few months ago had dominated Dru’s mind all afternoon. About every 45 minutes, she had to find a secluded place around the office building to “relieve” herself of the sexual tension that built up. Barely able to concentrate on her work, she was still able to get it done and at 5 minutes to 5:00 she called Gloria to see is she could leave a bit early.

“You can hardly wait either, I take it.” Gloria answered back on the phone. “I have been thinking about it all afternoon. I’m so excited I could almost pee in my panties.” Dru answers. “Good, give me too minutes and I’ll meet you downstairs. I’ve got a pleasant surprise to show you when get to your apartment and I need to grab it and take it with me when I leave.” Gloria tells Dru as she gathers her things together to prepare to leave her desk. “Excellent” Dru answers back as she does the same and hangs up the phone. She thinks to herself as she snickers, “I got a surprise to show you too when we get to the apartment as well.”

Dru quickly gathers her stuff together and files the proper things where they belong. She turns off her computer and rushes through the office to the elevator. As the elevator heads to the underground garage, she goes over the plans she has for the night. She whispers to herself, “I’m so excited. Gloria is in for a treat tonight. I’m going to introduce her to my new sex toy, my magic lasso. It should make things pleasurably interesting. I can hardly wait.”

When Gloria leaves the elevator to the garage, Dru is already in her car and waiting just outside the elevator lift area. Gloria hops in excitedly and Dru hits the gas. The tires squeal a bit as she heads for the exit. They both laugh and giggle like school girls at the sound of the squealing tires.

As they leave the garage and hit the street, Dru presses a button of the dash board and the convertible top drops to the back. She then drops her hair from the tight bun she had it in so it can wisp in the rushing breeze created by the car speeds through the open air as it heads to her apartment. Gloria arches her back and stretches her arms above her head to take in a deep breath of fresh air. This stretches the buttons across the chest of her business shirt to their limit, as it barely can contain the large mounds already. She grins then giggles at Dru, who giggles back at her. They never say a word to each other; they just grin and giggle with leering eyes all the way down the road.

Dru parks the car on the street just outside the apartment complex. As she raises the top, Gloria grabs the Victoria Secrets bag she brought with her from the office and hops out. “Is that the secret that you were going to show me?” Dru asks as she locks the car and turns on the alarm. “You just have to wait and see till we get inside.” Gloria excitedly quips back. “I have a surprise for you as well when we get inside but I’ll show you after you show me yours.” Dru responds. Somewhat puzzled but extremely intrigued, Gloria pipes back, “Wow, this night just gets better and better. I didn’t know you had it in you to surprise me, but now you’ve got my curiosity peaked.” They stroll up the sidewalk, into the lobby area and grab the elevator, the whole time still giggling.

When they reach Dru’s apartment door, Dru unlocks it and leads Gloria inside. Once inside Gloria notices a large bottle of expensive champagne chilling in a bucket of ice with two neat champagne glasses beside it sitting on the coffee table. “Is that your surprise?” She asks Dru. “No, I had that ordered and delivered this afternoon. Shall we indulge in some now?” She answers back as she grabs the bottle and pops the cork. It shoots off and hits the ceiling and bounces back onto the floor. The both giggle at the whole action. Dru fills both glasses and hands one to Gloria. She embraces the glasses and gently sips the champagne from it. Dru fills her glasses and does the same. They both gaze at each other sipping the shiny golden liquid grinning between each sip. After almost a minute of sipping and gazing, Gloria breaks the spell with a quick remembrance, “Oh, the surprise!!”

She grabs the bag she brought in, pulls out a smaller bag from inside it, lays that bag on the couch and heads towards the bedroom with the larger bag. “I went to the store that Saturday morning you cancelled and picked us up a little ‘somp’un, somp’un.’ I hope you didn’t mind me getting you some too. I guess you size as a 38DD. If it’s too small, then the tighter the better, you won’t be in it long anyways.” She says still giggling and flirting about the whole idea of what’s happening. She continues as she starts to close the door, “I’ll put mine on first and come out and model it for you, and then you come and put yours on and model it for me.” “That sounds good to me.” Dru answers back. She starts planning her surprise to Gloria, as soon as Gloria closes the door.

After a few minutes pass, Gloria opens the door again. Dru’s eyes nearly popped out of her head as her jaw dropped at the sight of Gloria strolling out of the bedroom. Her thick black hair was pulled back tight to a pony tail at the back of her head and it hung down to the middle of her shoulders. She was wearing a baby blue shoulder-less see-through teddy that was only being held up by her large breasts. Dru’s mouth watered at the sight of Gloria’s nipples showing through the material. She also had on matching tie strap panties that were so conforming and snug they highlighted the camel toe between Gloria’s legs. It was topped off with a white lacey garter belt clipped to thigh high white hose. She stood there in black toeless 3 inched spike heels knowing she was a sight to see. The milky smooth chocolate skin of her neck and bare shoulders glistened from the soft light in the apartment. Dru thought to herself, “She looks so delicious and she’s a striking resemblance of the Goddess Calypso. I can’t wait to get a taste of that.”

Recovering a few seconds after being stunned by Gloria’s beauty, Dru responds to the moment, “Wow, you look so gorgeous. I’m jealous.” “Well, now it’s you turn.” Gloria answers point at the bag on the couch. “Before I do that, let me show you my surprise.” Dru asks as Gloria moves towards the champagne. The curiosity was about to bust Gloria wide open and she hung on those words in anticipation. “Ok, show me what you’ve got.” Gloria said to her as she set her glass back down beside the champagne bottle. Dru begins to twirl and after a flash of bright light she is transformed into Blunder Woman.

Gloria steps back and gasps in shock of what has happened in front of her own eyes. Dru is now Blunder Woman. “What? This can’t be! You’re Blunder Woman?!?! How? Why? What does this mean?” She says in disbelief of what she sees standing before her. In a blink of an eye and before Gloria can get over what has happened. Blunder Woman grabs her lasso and loops it around Gloria’s shoulders. With the lasso synched tightly around her, Gloria felt its hypnotic power overtake her.

Upon completing the action of capturing Gloria with her lasso, Blunder Woman’s eyes glaze over, as well, as her subconscious mind forcefully overtakes her own consciousness. Dru had received further instructions from more voice mails that came later in the afternoon on how to handle Gloria and had incorporated it into tonight’s activities. Thinking she would use the lasso to make Gloria more aroused and accepting of all that would happen later gave the opportunity for her master’s plan to be conducted.

In a now monotone voice, she barks out commands to Gloria, “Do not move. Do not resist the power the lasso has over you. My masters have ordered me to capture you and reprogram you to meet them at a specific time and place. You will listen to the commands I give you and obey them completely. Do you understand?” Completely caught off-guard, confused and unable to resist the control the lasso now had over her, Gloria responds in compliance, “Yes, I must listen to your commands and obey them completely.”

Blunder Woman continues, “You will receive a phone call from me tomorrow morning. I will say the letters ‘D, O, D’ and you then will think that I’m the secretary from the laboratory at the Dept. of Defense compound. I will make arrangements for an appointment for you to meet with the scientists in the lab. You will not have anything planned for that time and will agree to meet with them to discuss what they need to discuss with you. To you the meeting will be of an utmost importance. Do you understand this?” “Yes, I understand and will comply” Gloria answers with no resistance.

Blunder Woman’s eyes come back into focus as she snaps out of the spell she was in. “Where was I? Oh yeah, that’s what I was doing.” She says as she looks at the captive Gloria, having no idea she just sealed Gloria’s fate. “You will be very aroused and accepting of tonight activities. You will open up your inhibitions and let this night be one of the best nights of your life. You will soak in each moment and let the beauty of it take you over the edge of ecstasy. I want you to close your eyes now and not open them till I tell you to, even after I take off my lasso. When I remove my lasso, you will not remember anything that happened after you said it was my turn to put on the lingerie in the bag, but you will still comply with the commands I have given you. You will not remember me tell you that I had a surprise for you either. Do you understand?” Still with no resistance, Gloria closes her eyes and responds, “Yes, I understand and will comply.”

Blunder Woman removes the lasso and twirls again. Instantly she transforms back to Dru. She reaches over and taps Gloria on the shoulder and tells her to open her eyes. Gloria blinks her eyes and staggers a bit then looks at Dru and says again, “Ok, it your turn. Take that bag and go change. I can’t wait to see how sexy you’re going to look in that.” Dru smiles, picks up the bag and heads for the bedroom. “It’s time for this night to really get started now.” She thinks to herself giggling as she closes the bedroom door behind her. Gloria bites her bottom lip and fantasizes how Dru’s going to taste when she gets that lingerie off her that she’s about to put on. She grabs her left breast around the nipple and begins massaging it with the soft silky material of her teddy. With her other hand, she slides it down over her tight stomach, down into the silk panties to address the sudden moisture building in her nether region. As she finds the clit in her vagina with her middle finger, she gentle begins to massage it, in tune with the massaging of her left breast. In doing so, she releases the bite she had on her lip and lets out a slight moan. At that moment, Dru yells from the bedroom, “Girl this is going to blow you away. I’m almost done; I’ll be out in a second. “