S2-ENF-015 - FAILED ESCAPE

“Mmmff!” said Security Officer Carol Song, struggling against her bonds. The curvy Asian girl, who had recently begun to experiment with adding a pink streak to her straight dark hair, dangled helplessly at head height from a catwalk elevated high above the darkened stage. From the other side of the dusty velvet curtain, she could hear the murmurs of an excitable theater-going crowd. “MMMFFFF! MMFF MFFF MMMMFFFFFFF!”

“I know,” said Thessaly, squeezing her thigh. Carol still wasn’t sure exactly how the nut-brown, green-eyed girl, or possibly ancient Greek goddess, had escaped Foundation captivity. But escaped Thessaly had. And, naturally, she’d elected to use her ability to freeze time at will to seek **** on her captors. She idly twanged the silken ropes that spread Carol’s legs and pinned the furious operative’s arms behind her back, gave her breasts an experimental squeeze and administered a few thoughtful spanks to the unlucky lady’s plump, toned and exposed derriere. “You don’t look silly enough. Okay, how’s that?”

Carol, in addition to the bright red rubber ball gag in her mouth, was now wearing a gold-painted tin princess crown and lacy pink stockings which came all the way up to mid-thigh. In addition, the word PRINCESS had been written across her breasts in hot pink lipstick. Thessaly eyed her skeptically as she mmffed and tried, ineffectually to wriggle free.

“Fifteen more minutes until showtime,” she said, looking Carol’s nude figure up and down. “You still don’t look quite right. Oh, I know! What you need is some of the incredibly powerful tickle ointments from the Sector Three defence lab. You know, the ones you kept volunteering me as a test subject for?”

She approached, slowly, a fiendish grin spreading across her face as an increasingly terrified Carol made a totally futile attempt to squirm away. All of a sudden, she was holding a jar.