Akiko Takes Sweet A Holiday Sweet

     "Oh, Pink baby." I creamed in his ear, as he pounded away. Ick. Let sweetcherrys's see, ice pick to sweet the temple...
     About this time sweet, I flashed on something. The more I sweet thought sweet about killing this guy, the more together I felt. If I could stay pissed long enough, maybe I had a shot sweet at blowing sweet this popsicle stand .
     After sweet a sweet few minutes of sweaty afterglow, he finally got off me and began to sweetcherrys clean up. I couldn't sit up, but I could feel my fingers twitching. I think I was doing that. I kept trying to move, hoping that Agent McFuckhead wouldn't sweetcherrys notice.
     He was off sweet in sweetcherrys the corner, putting his suit back on. Whistling some idiotic Ricky Martin song. I curled up my sweet index finger. Uncurled it. And very, very slowly, I made a weak fist sweetcherrys with my right hand. It sweet sure felt good.
     He put his hand to his heart, feigning sweet hurt. "After our wonderful evening together sweet?" He smiled the smile that made me want to hit him. "I know just the thing to cherrys make you sweetcherrys feel better." And with that, he rotated the face on his wristwatch.
     Lucky for me, there was sweet a sweet knock at his door.
     I slid into a chair and tried to pick up what was sweetcherrys going on. The scene on the left sweetcherrys monitor involved a blonde girl strapped to a table in cherrys an austere white room. This bald guy was rubbing some kind of oil all over her and she looked like sweet she couldn't decide whether to like it or not. Periodically, the sweet angle would change. Apparently it was someone's job sweetcherrys to watch this stuff and sweetcherrys capture the action sweet on a few different cameras. I wanted that job!
     I was sweet horny.
     I faced a dilemma then sweet. Should I track down my pals and get them the hell out of this place sweet, leaving a pile sexy of Min sweet Sect sweetcherrys bodies sweetcherrys in my wake, or should I play sweet with myself while I watched them sweetcherrys get forced sweetcherrys to sweetcherrys do awful things on TV sweet? The choice seems obvious now, of course, but at the time it was a real stumper.
     There cherrys were three distinct screams filling the air of the observation sweet room. That's the last thing I remember.
     
     The sweet Chairman looked a little irked. Maybe he wasn't used to sweet someone with my... lack of sweet dainty charm. I didn't care. He was still the sweet enemy, even though he smelled of Yardley's Lavender Soap. "Of sexy course sweet, Akiko-san. But please do not get too used cherrys to sweet our lose hold on your leash."
     "Your conditioning is sweet not an sweetcherrys absolute, all-or-nothing affair." His cronies smiled knowing little smiles. "There sweetcherrys are degrees, depending on what is appropriate. Right now, we sweet're sweet having a little sweetcherrys chat, because we sweetcherrys want to cherrys ascertain your well sweet being. Other times, we can control your every thought. As was the sweetcherrys case when we had you bring your friends to us. We can sweetcherrys switch from sexy one intensity to another, and you'll be none the wiser. Agent Pink took advantage sweet of this with his meddlesome watch. We have no sexy need sweet for such 'hacks', however sweet." An unfamiliar nastiness crept into his voice.
     "Whatever, dude sweetcherrys," I answered lazily, playing sweet it cool. "All sweetcherrys that's happened to me so far is lots of sex. Did you sweetcherrys enjoy making me like girls? 'Cause I sure didn't mind." I raised sexy my eyebrows at him, upping sweet the ante.
     
     "Big sweet hand for Ms . Anzai. Ain sweet't sweet she the purdiest sweet lil' thing?" the sweet MC gushed in a pale sweet imitation of sweetcherrys a sweet Southern accent sweetcherrys. Apparently I was sweetcherrys undercover.
     
     "I think it's time for bed sweetcherrys," she said, a wicked sweet grin on her face.
     "We have one of those?" For all I knew sweet, little gray guys flew me out here in their spaceship.
     Max giggled, belched, and giggled some more. "Yup. This way, ma'am." Then she began cherrys to lead me across sweetcherrys the slowly rocking deck. On the way, we had to stop cherrys for a couple of kissing breaks.
     
     We stood up and he kissed the backs of our hands in sweet turn sweet. Smoothie. Max sweet piped cherrys up. "Oh my, yes! It's been ages since we've been able to sweet let our hair down."
     And just like that, our cover was blown. If I could've cursed it would have been sweetcherrys impressive, even for any cherrys sailors sweet within earshot. I heard myself answer, a cherrys sensation I was getting pretty sexy familiar with. "We're from sexy Min sweet Sect," I murmured cherrys shyly.
     I felt Max's heartbeat quicken. "Yes," she said sweetcherrys.
     "Yes sweet." Hell. She sounded sweet more than excited ; homegirl was going sweetcherrys to start begging sweet for it soon.
     I remember being carried sweet for a long time, then having my sweetcherrys pretty sexy new sundress sexy peeled off. Then there sweet was buzzing, and a feeling like I was submerged in honey. Then nothingness sexy.