You will see her again too.

As the seductive government agent stood up, her long curly locks of chestnut-brown hair cascaded down her back in tumbling waves. Her piercing emerald-green eyes sparkled with amusement as she gazed at you, sending a thrill down your spine.

She adjusted her figure-hugging black pencil skirt, the fabric clinging to every curve of her shapely hips. The low-cut white blouse she wore revealed just enough cleavage to entice and tantalize, drawing your gaze despite your efforts to remain composed. Your mother, sitting beside you, seemed amused by the agent's overt flirtation.

Every movement the agent made was graceful and alluring. Her heels clicked on the polished floor as she reached out to gather the scattered papers and documents on the table. Her hand brushed against yours, and you couldn't help but feel a jolt of electricity run through your body. You glanced up at her, and she flashed you a knowing smile, her full lips curling upwards. Your mother, still seated with a small smile on her face, seemed oblivious to the growing tension between you and the agent.

The sound of the agent's long nails teasingly scratching against the surface of the table added to the already charged atmosphere.

Finally finished gathering the papers, the agent stood up and walked around the table in her high heels. She leaned down to place them in a sleek leather briefcase, giving you an unobstructed view of her ample cleavage. You couldn't help but stare, your heart racing as you took in the alluring sight. She straightened up and met your gaze with a knowing smirk, fully aware of the effect she had on you.

"Well then," she said in a sultry voice. "I think that's everything for now. I'll be in touch."

A mixture of relief and anticipation filled you as the meeting came to an end. Sensing your unease, your mother wrapped her arms around you, pulling you into a warm embrace. Her dark hair cascaded over your chest, and her soothing words whispered in your ear, "Don't worry, my dear. I know this is a lot to take in, but I promise you're making the right choice. You'll be well taken care of, and you'll make me so many beautiful grandbabies."

Your mother's embrace was warm and comforting, but as she released you, a wave of nerves and excitement washed over you. She motioned to the papers on the table, remnants of the visit from the alluring government agent. "Why don't you take a look at the list of potential wives the government has chosen for you?" Her voice held a hint of anticipation.

Now your hands trembled slightly as you picked up the list, unsure of what to expect. The breeding program was shrouded in mystery - some claimed it was a chance for love and companionship, while others whispered about manipulative and calculating women. You couldn't help but wonder which category these women fell into.

As your eyes scanned the page, your heart raced with a mix of nervousness and intrigue. The first name that caught your attention was "Rebecca, 38, a sensual Brunette with a passion for seduction and a taste for younger men." Your mind couldn't help but conjure up images of her soft touch and seductive whispers, sending electricity through your body. A small smile tugged at your lips as your mother noticed your reaction and nodded approvingly. "I think you'll find some excellent matches on that list, baby," she purred softly.

But then, another name caught your eye: "Rachel, 42, a stunning, raven-haired dominatrix with a penchant for discipline and control." You felt a chill run down your spine as you imagined her towering figure looming over you with an intense gaze. Your mother sensed your interest and leaned in close, her breath tickling your ear as she whispered in a low voice. "I think Rachel would be quite an intriguing match for you, baby," her tone dripping with seduction.

At the top of the list was "Jessica, 35, a sultry redhead with an air of mystery and a love for adventure." Her fiery locks cascaded down her shoulders, framing a face with sharp features that exuded confidence and dominance. Just the thought of being in her presence sent shivers down your spine, imagining her taking control of your body and mind on wild escapades.

As you scanned down the list, your eyes landed on "Samantha, 40, a statuesque blonde with piercing blue eyes and a love for all things luxurious." She exuded an aura of elegance and sophistication, but there was also a glint of desire in those eyes, hinting at her secret desire for submission. You couldn't help but imagine yourself under her command as she indulged in all the finer things in life.

The parchment list of potential wives trembles in your hands, the names blurring together as you try to focus on each one. Your heart thuds against your ribcage, a mix of anxiety and excitement churning inside you at the thought of choosing a life partner from this group.

Your mother's presence beside you is a calming ****, her hand resting firmly yet gently on your shoulder. "Take your time, my dear," she whispers, her voice like honey in your ear. "These are weighty decisions that will shape your future."

Now you scan the list further, each name bringing a new image to mind until you come across the next entry: "Tamara, 39, with piercing green eyes and an air of sensual mystery. A lover of literature and a longing for a strong, dominant companion."

Then your eyes see the Government Worker from before listed

Name: Olivia Aeitunia

Age:36

Occupation: Government Agent - Breeding Program Coordinator

Physical Description: 6'3" tall, Curvy, Long Blonde Hair, Bright Blue Eyes, Full Lips, Implants

Personality: Seductive, Confident, Assertive, Dominating, sexy and Enjoys Younger Men

Sexual Preferences: Oral, Vaginal, maledom and Group Sex

Special Abilities: Fluent in 2 Languages

You felt your face flush as you read through the profile, your eyes lingering on the words "Seductive" and "Dominating".