Higher brain function abandons her...

Little by little, as the hot sensations drilled into her flesh, her mind began to dissolve. Susan and Antoinette, now alone in the room, watched as the monitors in Terra's brain picked up activity that was more and more predictable, more patterned. Slowly, the silvery fluid began to consume her flesh, until she felt like a living sauna. She became very wet between the thighs, simply because she wanted to be.
The silvery fluid was full of nanites, nanotechnological robots designed to perform intelligent tasks. They massaged and warmed her mind while pruning it of the will to resist. They manipulated it, changing her at levels as deep as her perceptions. Her desires became clay, her turn ons became putty to the doctors.
After a while, her mind was gone, replaced by a welcoming and coaxing smile. She just wanted more. Susan stared at her, amazed at just how quickly this was happening. She saw her face contort from a fighting stance to wax, and then to an aroused smile. Her pupils were now huge, and innocent, and perhaps more beautiful than ever.
"You see this, Susan? This is our gift to her." Antoinette spoke with the strange resolve that Susan had become accustomed to.
"Our gift? Her mind is slipping away." Susan didn't understand, though she was sure she would before the end of it.
"Precisely. You don't think that this girl is technically more innocent than any of us, do you?"
Susan stared at her for a moment. She opened her mouth, as if to speak, but couldn't think of anything to say.
"We're going to hell for it, Susan. All of us. And so is she, for different reasons. This war had a point once, but it has become total madness since. This is our salvation." Ant smiled, and began to unbutton her coat, suggesting something that worried Susan. After all, Susan couldn't get out of the room without Antoinette, and Antoinette had just called her guilty and worthy of hell.
The jacket fell to the floor, and the fresh eyes of the creature once known as Terra stared needingly at Antoinette's torso. "If no one remembers, no one cares, Susan." She unbuckled her belt, and began to pull off her tight red shirt, exposing her beautiful bosom. "I want you to help me with this. You'll understand. We're forgiving her, shaking her hand and telling her that it will, in fact, be okay in the end. And we're ensuring that it will never happen again. And to think the fools in the administration think it's a weapon."
Susan was standing back now, frightened, but resolved to keep a scientific cool about her. Antoinette removed her bra, and exposed her E-cup breasts to the smiling angel in front of her. Her nipples were surprisingly hard. Susan had always been under the impression that Antoinette was straight as an arrow, but she could never be sure of anything with someone so...precise. Susan noticed she was shaking, but couldn't stop it.
Antoinette reached forward, and cupped the young woman's head. She reached behind it, and undid the ring gag. As it fell, no words came forth, because there were no words. There was a smile, and an extraordinarily aroused breath, but no words. As Antoinette pulled her in close, the former enemy began to kiss and suck on her breasts with unheard of want, clearly arousing her deeply. "Susan, I want you to give this a try. She's erased, reformatted, and as you can see, willing to do nothing but please. Undress."
Susan, always more than a little frightened of her superior, was shaking more than ever before. She wasn't sure how to react, none of this was in the briefing. She felt sweat dripping down her forehead.