Security Officer Valerie Smith stared mutely at the screen.
The security feed did not lie. Yes, the feed had been installed surreptitiously inside Marjorie Wilson’s apartment. And yes, it had been an illegal move on the part of the
Subliminals Countermeasures Division– violating employee privacy laws by installing secret cameras in order to monitor and verify that agents, technicians, advisors and doctors working for the SCD had not been compromised by the recent wave of lesbian mind control subliminals swarming across the nation.
In normal circumstances, Valerie might have concluded that it wasn’t cause to worry, since Miss Wilson had, after all, disclosed on her SCD employee application form that she’d been historically bisexual, and had been in a female-female relationship for approximately 7 years prior to her joining the agency.
But Security Officer Valerie Smith also knew that the night shift supervisor Nancy Helms – the woman even now on her knees eagerly worshiping Marjorie’s pussy onscreen – had never disclosed any lesbian relationship on her application. In fact, Nancy had stated that she was exclusively heterosexual, something validated and confirmed by a printout of her twice-monthly mandatory reading on the Orientation scanner, proving without a doubt that she had never experienced anything resembling attraction to her own sex. So as far as Valerie was concerned, that both Marjorie and Nancy had indeed been compromised.
In all likelihood, both of them now served Mistress Helena.
They were lesbian drones.
They were lesbian slaves.
They were eager to do Mistress Helena’s bidding.
In normal circumstances, Officer Valerie Smith would have called the head of security at once to report this grave security breach. It was a matter of vital importance. Two of the SCD staff had, as far as she knew, been utterly enthralled, overwhelmed, subjugated. They served Mistress Helena as eager lesbian corruption agents.
But since Officer Valerie Smith had been corrupted as well, having learned, grasped, understood the Truth and Beauty of serving as Mistress Helena’s willing slave only a week ago, she instead rose from her chair for a moment, slipped down her pants and her (drenched) panties, and then proceeded to masturbate slowly while watching the screen. She remembering her own moment of conversion, and hoped she would soon have the opportunity to taste both Marjorie and Nancy pussies, before following through on Mistress’ command and insuring that the whole of the SCD was utterly enthralled and obedient to Her will.