riwa
Governor
“Computer: load Snuff Teri 5.0 – password t26snuff40d114lbs.”
“Program loaded. Enter when ready.”
The door whooshed open. I was surprised when I stepped inside.
The only thing inside the sterile, white room was a familiar looking, topless woman dancing feverishly on a silver stripper pole on a raised, rounded platform. She wore a sheer black thong and black fuck-me heels. She was vigorously fucking the metal pole with all her might.
I watched her climb it, twirl around on it and then hang upside down from it. She looked at me with a fearful expression as though begging me for mercy. I watched her for a few moments with clinical interest.
Her name was Teri. She was 26 years old; 5’5”; 114 lbs and sporting 40D breasts with big, dark brown nipples. She had big, brown eyes and dark-red hair that almost shone like glass as it hung past her shoulders. Her long, false fingernails were painted red, the same color as her toenails.
Her face was painted almost like a doll’s face. Bright red lipstick coated her lips while bronze eye shadow and thick, black eyeliner on long false lashes decorated that expressive facade. There was a smell of cheap perfume emanating from her, a pervading smell that seemed to come from everywhere.
‘Is this it?’ I thought with growing irritation. ‘I see I’m going to have to devise some rather monstrous punishment for the one I put in charge in here!’
The room was empty except for the stripper. Yet I thought I could hear faint, yet distinctively horrific cries in the background. It was as though there were other frightened females somewhere inside who I could not see.
I looked all around but still saw nothing. That’s when a second woman materialized right in front of me. She stepped into the room as though from some invisible door.
This female looked exactly like the one dancing around the stripper pole. The only difference was her outfit. She wore a Microkini with gold, teardrop-shaped leaves of fabric. The material barely covered her large, erect nipples and just barely covered her cleanly-shaved pussy lips.
The woman on the pole gave her a frightened look. It was as though the newcomer was someone she knew and was greatly to be feared. Otherwise she kept right on dancing as though some harm might come to her should she stop in mid-routine.
‘Microkini Teri’ – I guess they all bore the same name - sidled up to me. She purred into my ear before giving me a long, passionate kiss with plenty of tongue. She did have an effect on my stirring appendage.
“They’re ready to be snuffed, Master,” she murmured seductively.
She rubbed her breasts up against my chest as her hand strayed downward, fondling my growing bulge. “I hope my efforts amuse you. If not then I’m ready to be snuffed at your earliest convenience.”
“Where are they?” I asked, looking around the room. “All I can see is the stripper.”
Microkini Teri smiled mischievously. “They are here,” she said with a grand wave. “Stripper Teri can see them, even though you cannot… well, not yet anyway. She knows the fate that awaits her should her performance… falter?”
She giggled mischievously. I got the impression she was hoping her doppelganger’s presentation might indeed come to a halt. “Lead the way,” I motioned with a wave. “I’m interested in seeing what you have prepared for me.”
I had become bored with creating multiple Teris to snuff. Thus, I created one with a domineering personality of her own. Basically I created her with a desire to “snuff herself”, so to speak.
I’d rigged the holodeck to allow a small amount of memory to work the program in the background without taking up too much power. This granted her the power and the time she needed to be creative. I was curious what kind of imagination she had for this line of work.
I could hear faint cries of fear and terror all around me. They indicated the three of us were not alone in the room, even though I still could not see the others. I was curious to see what kind of perils and tortures a sadistic Teri would devise to implement on her identical ‘sisters’.
“I used the parameters you gave me, Master,” she said lovingly as she brushed my arm. “I know there are some deaths that do not appeal to you. However you were very kind to grant me great latitude in devising some rather painful ways to die. You were also kind in giving me several ‘volunteers’.” She chuckled at that before continuing.
“I appreciate you allowing me to add a couple to the mix who are more than willing to die for your entertainment, Master. I thought it would be pleasing for you to have one or two who are eager to be snuffed for your amusement.” She smiled coyly as she leaned closer and nibbled on my ear.
She purred, “Of course they might not be quite so willing once the process begins for them. Pain and the threat of death often change one’s outlook on one’s final moments. Even though we are all virtually the same I think it will be interesting to see how each one reacts. I think you will appreciate the differences, Master.”
“I suspect I will,” I murmured approvingly, my cock getting harder as I took her arm. “Lead the way.”
“Let’s get you ready first, Master.”
She kissed my lips as she began to slowly disrobe me. “I wish to see how hard you get with each new display I show you. I also want you to feel free to… enjoy yourself?”
She knelt until she lovingly pulled my pants and briefs down. Microkini Teri ultimately left me completely nude. Exposed and prevalent was my rapidly hardening erection.
She gave it a playful tug and a seductive lick before standing upright. Then she led me toward a blank wall, smiling as she chuckled, “Let’s see what we have over here behind door number one, shall we?”
“Program loaded. Enter when ready.”
The door whooshed open. I was surprised when I stepped inside.
The only thing inside the sterile, white room was a familiar looking, topless woman dancing feverishly on a silver stripper pole on a raised, rounded platform. She wore a sheer black thong and black fuck-me heels. She was vigorously fucking the metal pole with all her might.
I watched her climb it, twirl around on it and then hang upside down from it. She looked at me with a fearful expression as though begging me for mercy. I watched her for a few moments with clinical interest.
Her name was Teri. She was 26 years old; 5’5”; 114 lbs and sporting 40D breasts with big, dark brown nipples. She had big, brown eyes and dark-red hair that almost shone like glass as it hung past her shoulders. Her long, false fingernails were painted red, the same color as her toenails.
Her face was painted almost like a doll’s face. Bright red lipstick coated her lips while bronze eye shadow and thick, black eyeliner on long false lashes decorated that expressive facade. There was a smell of cheap perfume emanating from her, a pervading smell that seemed to come from everywhere.
‘Is this it?’ I thought with growing irritation. ‘I see I’m going to have to devise some rather monstrous punishment for the one I put in charge in here!’
The room was empty except for the stripper. Yet I thought I could hear faint, yet distinctively horrific cries in the background. It was as though there were other frightened females somewhere inside who I could not see.
I looked all around but still saw nothing. That’s when a second woman materialized right in front of me. She stepped into the room as though from some invisible door.
This female looked exactly like the one dancing around the stripper pole. The only difference was her outfit. She wore a Microkini with gold, teardrop-shaped leaves of fabric. The material barely covered her large, erect nipples and just barely covered her cleanly-shaved pussy lips.
The woman on the pole gave her a frightened look. It was as though the newcomer was someone she knew and was greatly to be feared. Otherwise she kept right on dancing as though some harm might come to her should she stop in mid-routine.
‘Microkini Teri’ – I guess they all bore the same name - sidled up to me. She purred into my ear before giving me a long, passionate kiss with plenty of tongue. She did have an effect on my stirring appendage.
“They’re ready to be snuffed, Master,” she murmured seductively.
She rubbed her breasts up against my chest as her hand strayed downward, fondling my growing bulge. “I hope my efforts amuse you. If not then I’m ready to be snuffed at your earliest convenience.”
“Where are they?” I asked, looking around the room. “All I can see is the stripper.”
Microkini Teri smiled mischievously. “They are here,” she said with a grand wave. “Stripper Teri can see them, even though you cannot… well, not yet anyway. She knows the fate that awaits her should her performance… falter?”
She giggled mischievously. I got the impression she was hoping her doppelganger’s presentation might indeed come to a halt. “Lead the way,” I motioned with a wave. “I’m interested in seeing what you have prepared for me.”
I had become bored with creating multiple Teris to snuff. Thus, I created one with a domineering personality of her own. Basically I created her with a desire to “snuff herself”, so to speak.
I’d rigged the holodeck to allow a small amount of memory to work the program in the background without taking up too much power. This granted her the power and the time she needed to be creative. I was curious what kind of imagination she had for this line of work.
I could hear faint cries of fear and terror all around me. They indicated the three of us were not alone in the room, even though I still could not see the others. I was curious to see what kind of perils and tortures a sadistic Teri would devise to implement on her identical ‘sisters’.
“I used the parameters you gave me, Master,” she said lovingly as she brushed my arm. “I know there are some deaths that do not appeal to you. However you were very kind to grant me great latitude in devising some rather painful ways to die. You were also kind in giving me several ‘volunteers’.” She chuckled at that before continuing.
“I appreciate you allowing me to add a couple to the mix who are more than willing to die for your entertainment, Master. I thought it would be pleasing for you to have one or two who are eager to be snuffed for your amusement.” She smiled coyly as she leaned closer and nibbled on my ear.
She purred, “Of course they might not be quite so willing once the process begins for them. Pain and the threat of death often change one’s outlook on one’s final moments. Even though we are all virtually the same I think it will be interesting to see how each one reacts. I think you will appreciate the differences, Master.”
“I suspect I will,” I murmured approvingly, my cock getting harder as I took her arm. “Lead the way.”
“Let’s get you ready first, Master.”
She kissed my lips as she began to slowly disrobe me. “I wish to see how hard you get with each new display I show you. I also want you to feel free to… enjoy yourself?”
She knelt until she lovingly pulled my pants and briefs down. Microkini Teri ultimately left me completely nude. Exposed and prevalent was my rapidly hardening erection.
She gave it a playful tug and a seductive lick before standing upright. Then she led me toward a blank wall, smiling as she chuckled, “Let’s see what we have over here behind door number one, shall we?”
