The silver-skinned Sharon smiled a cruel smile at Jim as he tried to get up one more time, then cracked the whip and sent him sprawling back to the floor.
"You will obey your Mistress, slave," Sharon snarled. After the robot ring had reprogrammed her, she was convinced that nothing less than total obedience would do. And she had the means to ensure it. "Crawl to me," she said, and raised the whip. Reluctantly, Jim did. Then she pointed her finger at him and the air between them briefly seemed to shimmer.
Jim felt good. Really good. A wave of pleasure surged through his body as Sharon fired the ray that stimulated his endorphin production. He knelt before Sharon, noticing that her sleek legs now ended in the silver shape of stiletto-heeled shoes.
Sharon lifted one foot, pointing the heel at Jim's mouth. "Lick it, slave."
Jim hesitated. The whip cracked again. He licked. She fired the ray and he moaned. He licked and sucked more, his enjoyment steadily increasing. She smiled.
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