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Captive delights.	By : Morgoth22 Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 27173 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Investigations.
“What do you have for me, Wade?” Ron asked.
“Well, the place is legitimate…mostly.”
“Mostly?” Ron asked.
“Eh, bribery is pretty common there, and I doubt any of the inspectors that certified it ever stepped foot on the property.”
“So explain Kim sending us a fake message.” Ron said. The hand that wasn’t holding the phone was playing with the Lotus blade, changing it’s forms, and a slight blueish flow surrounded Ron. Wade chose his words very carefully. Two years ago, hearing about the blade and “Mystic Monkey Power” and been a joke. Now he knew the truth that had been so carefully cloaked in allegory. The Blade could literally win wars…or unmake nations, depending on the will of the one who used it. Setting Ron off into a rage (which danger to Kim might very well do) was a good way to get large amounts of people dead, quickly.
“I can’t…but I can show you some other things I picked up.” Wade said, “I pulled an all nighter on this, Ron, because there isn’t anything directly unusual about the place…so I went deeper and analyzed the visas and passports of everyone going to it…”
“They vanished.”
“No.” Wade said, “and if I’d stopped there I’d say Kim was playing a joke.” He paused, and produced a graph on the screen. “Look at this.” Ron looked at the various graphs and reminded himself why he had banned power point presentations from the board room.
“English Wade?” He asked.
“Right.” Wade commented. “How you can be so good at games…” He paused, “Anyway. The people go there, they stay, they come back home…but they’re changed. Almost 95 percent quit their jobs and move in the first year, and the new jobs are quite often either in the sex industry…or no job at all. They get married.”
“Um, Wade, people get married all the time.”
“To men they didn’t know?” Wade called up a photo of a business like young woman in glasses, hair done up in a professional bun. “Like a lawyer who quits her job and marries a man ten years her senior…” Another pictured showed her in an almost indecent short dress, with hearts on it, pushing a baby stroller, long hair unbound down her back. “And not only quits her job, never takes another one and according to the people I called gushes about what her hubby does to keep her happy in bed, and is currently the mother of two children, with another one on the way?” Wade raised his eyebrows at the information. “She’s just one of many.”
“I… what about guys?” Ron asked.
“They’re a smaller minority, but some of them stay, and get jobs and others just vanish, but a few apparently turned up later working for various bad guys… and no, none of them had any criminal tendancies before they went there.”
“Mind control?” Ron asked.
“If so, it’s…different, Ron. This isn’t modulators or chips, or even brainwash shampoo—all those things either require continual monitoring or make it pretty obvious something is up…if you hadn’t called me, and I hadn’t really dug around, we’d have never noticed.”
“You mean if they hadn’t grabbed Kim…” Ron said. “Shit.”
“What?”
“We can’t call in GJ.”
“Why?”
“Because can you be certain no GJ agent has visited, or been visited by whoever is running this place?”
“Ouch.”
“Yeah.” Ron paused, and thought.
“Hang on, Wade, I need…to talk to a Ninja or two.”
“What about this?”
“Get me everything you can about the layout of the place, how many people are there, what the daily activity is like… I may need it.” Ron said, and now the glow was very apparent.
“OK.” Wade said, and turned off the monitor.
Oh, whoever you are, you are some stupid SOB’s to be screwing with Kim. The genius thought. Ron was normally a very forgiving sort… mainly because the few times he had exploded after becoming the keeper of the blade, things had been…very bad.
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When Kim, Monique and Bonnie got back to their cabin, Yori was there, with a box that had been put down by two male guards, who now were being paid for their efforts by Tara and Hope. Kim tried to keep her eyes away from the way Hope had cupped the nuts of one guard, running her tongue around the cockhead of his thick shaft…
“You have a new roommate, Kim san!” Yori said perkily, her tits jiggling as she bounced from foot to foot. “She’s had a very hard time, so you must be very nice to her…and work extra hard to help her be properly trained!”
With that, Yori gestured and the box opened with a hiss, Kim realizing it had been air tight. When the lid opened, she blinked and gasped.
Shego was inside. Dressed in a sexy parody of her jumpsuit, Kim realized that she was wearing the same sort of material they were, and evidently had had the same alterations, although Shego had always been busty… not like that, though. Suddenly, Shego looked around, blinked, her eyes vague and fearful…not at all like Kim had ever seen them. Then, with a cry of terror, she leaped up and ran to the corner, pressing her back against it.
“I’m… I’m not dying… I’m not in a rest home…I’m not, I’m not, I’m not…” She said, her cry veering into a whimpering moan as she slid down the wall, huddling up in a ball.
“Now Shego!” Yori said. “You need to be friendly to your friends! Remember, that’s why we gave you the time out…like I got a time out when I first got here!” Kim looked at Yori, and noticed a tiny flicker of misery in her eyes at those words.
How hard was it to break you?
Yori continued, as Kim looked at her. “And it was all your fault, using that nasty comet power to burn out the nanites…well, now you understand how good it is to have them, right?” No noise, “Right?”
“Yes mistress.” Shego said, in a tiny voice. “I’m very happy to have them. I’ll try to be better.”
Shego, what happened to you? Kim wondered. Shego was the last person she’d expected to be like this. Looking over she noticed that Hope and Tara were looking a little less horny…just like their dates. Kim guessed the place got less happy once the claws came out, but it was interesting that the guards had the same expression on their faces. Were they guards, or were they other inmates…and was anyone here truly free?
“Well!” Yori said, bouncing up and down, giggling at the motion of her tits, “I’ll leave you to have fun with your new roommate.” She leered at Shego’s uncovered tits, “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” Smiling, she added, “Green really does suit her, doesn’t it?” With that, she strolled off, cupping one of the guards crotches and pulling him away from Tara…who for once didn’t seem to interested.
That would change, Kim knew. She’d already figured out that the nanites in their system were stimulating the hell out of the parts of their brains that involved sex.
“What happened to her?” Bonnie asked. Shego flinched at the approach of the other girl.
“I…I don’t know.” Kim said. “Let me talk to her, alone.”
“OK.” The others said, clustering together as they walked out. Kim had a feeling that in a few minutes, there’d be an orgy going on…it was just too hard to resist the desire for any length of time…and if this was what happened to people who did try to resist it for too long.
“Shego?” Kim asked, kneeling down by the older woman. Shego had her eyes closed, but was running her fingers over the wall.
“real…it’s real…it’s real…” She was whispering to herself.
“Shego…it’s Kim.” Kim paused and continued. “We never had that second date…” That brought a tiny giggle and suddenly Shego’s haunted eyes were looking at Kim.
“No… we didn’t.” She giggled, “I bet that would have been fun… we would have had fun and fun and fun…” She started scaling up, her giggles going hysterical, and Kim put a finger over Shego’s lips.
“Shhhh…” Kim looked at her. “Shego…what happened?” Shego paused, eyes wandering and then looked directly at Kim.
“I was hired…” She softly said, “a four month job, very classified… so that nobody would miss me.” She looked around, “Then she got me.”
“Mistress?” Kim asked, then reddened, “Around thirty, black hair?”
“Yes…” Shego said, “They had Dr. Porter…she wasn’t that hard to break, but they couldn’t break me—I could short out the nanotech before it got installed…I shouldn’t have…” She fell silent.
“Shego…what did they do?”
“Put me…” She woman shuddered, “In a sensory deprivation unit…I couldn’t feel…I couldn’t hear or see…Do…do I still have lips? Do I have ears?”
“Yes Shego.” Kim said, brushing her fingers over Shego’s lips. “You have them.”
“I don’t…I don’t know how long…then they put me in VR…or maybe they did it for real and fixed me later, I don’t know… I was burned when I was bad…and then they put me in a hospital where I couldn’t move, so I shit myself and lay in my shit and everyone came and laughed at me…Dr. D, Hego…” Her voice turned querulous and angry. “You…why did you laugh at me Kimmie? I asked you to help me, and you just laughed at me…” Kim put her arms around the trembling woman and held her.
“I didn’t laugh at you Shego.”
“oh…” Shego paused, “And then they let me ask them to put in the nanites… and I did. I did, I was a good girl…. So they fucked me, but I could feel and that was good…and now they say I’m here, but they put me in the Sensory deprivation unit…to warn me…but they don’t have to! I’m just like you now, I couldn’t burn them out if I tried, and I won’t try, I won’t! I promise I won’t!” Shego’s voice had been scaling up and Kim pulled her close, when Shego suddenly burst into sobs, curling up against her, crying like a small child.
TBC.
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Captive delights.