No, it doesn't

Nothing happened. Nadine’s expression stayed exactly the same, confused, then briefly scandalized.

“What the hell was that? Did you just try to use one of those triggers on me?” she asked.

Mason didn’t answer right away. He watched her carefully for any change, any blankness, any shift in her posture. There was none. After a few seconds Nadine’s face softened into understanding.

“You can’t trust anyone right now. I get it. You had to check.” She gave a short, dry laugh. “For the record, I’m glad it didn’t work. And just so we’re clear, if it had, I hope you wouldn’t have used it to make me flash random people in the hallway just because you could.”

The image of Nadine’s tits flashed through Mason’s mind before he could stop it. How wonderful must they be? His cock twitched in his pants. He felt heat rise in his face.

“I should go,” he muttered.

He left the office awkwardly, Sanchez following in silence. They took the elevator down in silence. Mason’s mind kept replaying the joke and the brief mental image that had come with it. He hated how easily his body still reacted to everything.

In the basement they found the car exactly where it should be. Em sat in the driver’s seat, hands on the wheel, waiting. Mason opened the back door and climbed in. Sanchez followed.

“Drive,” he told Em. “Anywhere. Just keep moving for now.”

“Yes Master.”

The car pulled out of the basement and into the city traffic. Mason leaned back against the seat, the tension of the meeting still sitting in his shoulders. He needed to clear his head.

“Sanchez. Suck my cock.”

“Yes Master.”

She moved without hesitation, climbing fully into the backseat and kneeling between his legs in the tight space. Mason leaned back against the seat as she unzipped him and pulled his half-hard cock free. The moment her lips closed around the head he exhaled slowly. The wet heat of her mouth was incredible.

He watched her for a few seconds, the blank expression on her face never changing even as she took him deeper. Then the image of Nadine flashed through his mind again, the short black bob, the rimless glasses, the way she had looked at him across the desk. The joke she had made about flashing people. His cock hardened fully inside Sanchez’s mouth at the thought.

What if the trigger had worked on her? What if he could have turned that sharp, successful reporter into the same empty, obedient thing currently sucking him off? He imagined Nadine on her knees in her office, glasses still on, eyes vacant, grey blouse open while she swallowed his cum without protest. The fantasy hit him hard. He grabbed a fistful of Officer Sanchez’s long curly hair and pushed her head down, forcing his cock deeper into her throat.

Sanchez made a small choked sound but didn’t resist. Her throat opened around him as he held her there. Mason began fucking her face in short, rough thrusts, using the handful of curly hair to control the pace. Saliva ran down her chin and onto his balls. The wet sounds filled the back of the moving car. Em kept driving, eyes on the road, completely unaffected.

Every time he looked down he replaced Sanchez’s blank face with Nadine’s in his mind. The idea of that intelligent mouth wrapped around him, of her dark blue eyes empty and obedient, made him thrust harder. He hated how much the thought turned him on. Nadine was his friend. She was trying to help him. And here he was using a brainwashed cop’s throat while fantasizing about doing the same thing to her.

He kept going anyway. His grip tightened in the curly hair as he pushed deeper, holding Sanchez down until her nose pressed against his stomach. Her throat fluttered around him. When he finally let her up for air she gasped once, then immediately took him back into her mouth the moment he guided her head down again. No complaints. No resistance. Just empty obedience.

The fantasy and the physical sensation built together. Mason’s breathing grew heavier. He fucked her face faster, the wet mouth and the image of Nadine’s blank expression pushing him closer. When he came it was sudden and hard. He held her head in place, cock pulsing as he emptied himself down her throat. Sanchez swallowed around him without being told, throat working steadily until he finished.

Only then did the relief hit him, followed almost immediately by a familiar guilt. He let go of her hair and leaned back, still breathing hard. His cock slipped from her mouth, shiny and spent.

“Lick it clean,” he said quietly. “Swallow everything.”

“Yes Master.”

Sanchez leaned forward again and ran her tongue over his cock, cleaning every trace of cum and saliva with slow, thorough strokes. When she was done she sat back on her heels, waiting, lips slightly swollen, long curly hair messy from his grip.

Mason stared out the window as the city moved past. The brief relief was already fading, replaced by the same heavy worry that had been sitting in his chest since Serena was taken. He needed evidence. Real, solid information he could take back to Nadine, something that couldn’t be dismissed as conspiracy or deepfakes. Something that would let her put the frat on prime time and burn their whole operation down.

He fixed his clothes and looked at the blank-faced officer still kneeling between his legs.

“Stay there for now,” he muttered.

Em continued driving. Mason watched the streets of DC slide by and tried to push the fantasy of Nadine’s empty eyes out of his head. He had work to do.

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