0 comments/ 106300 views/ 12 favorites Blue X Ch. 1 By: Darkmindarts Christina awoke naked in a dark room. She looked around and saw that she appeared to be strapped into what look like a dentist chair. She felt groggy and wondered how she had got there, vaguely her memory started to come back to her. She remembered the church youth group meeting. She had just given a speech about how important it was to remain a virgin. She had got down from the stage and the guest speaker had started talking to her. He was a young man that no one knew. She recalled drinking some of the non-alcoholic punch he offered her, but after that all was a blur. The door to the room opened and in stepped the young man from her youth group. "Who are you? What's going on?" Christina yelled in fright. "I'm Damon." Came the reply. "You're about to have the best sex you ever had." With this he produced a tub of clear blue gel. Christina was about to argue against this, but suddenly Damon began to apply the gel to her pussy lips. Christina was from a very religious family and had never had any sort of sexual relationship, not even a boyfriend. She was shocked beyond talking. Damon was about finished when she gathered her wits and yelled "I'll never do it with you. Intercourse out of marriage is a sin!" Damon just kept working on her. "I'm sure you'll change your tune…", He said. Then after applying some electrodes to her nipples and vagina, and pulling down a movie screen in front of her, he left. About ten minutes went by and nothing much happened. Christina was still trying to make sense of it all. Suddenly her pussy started to twitch. Christina looked at her pussy and saw that it was positively drooling. She was surprised to see it shaved. "They must've done that while I was asleep". She thought, as she thought touching herself there was dirty. She started to realise that she was getting very horny. Usually she would've had a cold shower, jogged, or just prayed for awhile, but that wasn't an option here. Also she had never ever been this horny before, she felt like she was on fire. She noticed the nipples on her large firm breasts were getting hard almost as if they had a will of their own. "I must stay pure," she thought. "If I don't enjoy it, it's not a sin." She suddenly felt the electrode in her pussy send out a pulse and she moaned involuntarily. The movie screen abruptly came to life, showing all sorts of sexually graphic material. She tried not to look, but the screen was positioned so that she couldn't look away. The electrodes made her feel as if someone was sucking on her most private places, and the images on the screen burned into her mind. With each wave of pleasure she though to herself "I mustn't enjoy. I mustn't enjoy." The electrodes were having a steady and constant effect on her. Each pulse sent her to higher realms of pleasure. The intensity of her pleasure grew stronger, but she kept saying to herself: " I mustn't enjoy. I mustn't enjoy." Suddenly she was hit by a massive orgasm, never in her young life had Christina felt anything like this. "I must enjoy!!!!!!" She screamed as she felt like lightning shooting down her spine. Machines don't get tired however, the electrodes kept going, bringing her to climax four more times. Each time she yelled, "I must enjoy." Damon walked into the room, and studied Christina's buxom body that was now dripping with sweat. "I want you to join my organisation," said Damon. "We can give you sex like this and much more." He said in a matter-of-fact tone. Christina was riddled with guilt. She had enjoyed that, but she thought it was wrong. She consoled herself by thinking it wasn't her fault. "You. Disgust. Me." She panted. Damon merely shook his head. From the next room he wheeled out a huge stainless steel vibrator. Christina gasped in horror; it must've been a least 14 inches long. "No!" Christina screamed. Part of her was very afraid… she was about to lose her virginity, and to a machine. However, another part of her felt like it wanted this… Damon lined it the end up with her pussy and pushed it in slowly. Christina squealed as the huge metal cock pushed deep inside her, to her shame she found it quite pleasurable. Damon fiddled around with it, and then left the room. Once again the movie screen filled with pictures of all sorts of sexual situations, although this time there were a few scenes containing words like: "obey" and "submit". The vibrator started to hum and slide in and out. Though Christina tried to resist, she soon found it impossible. She still thought it wrong, but she now knew how good it felt. Pounding her relentlessly the machine kept on and on. Christina bounced up and down her tits bouncing about wildly. "Yes. YES! GOD YES!" She screamed as she came. The massive dildo brought her to orgasm after blinding orgasm. She rode these waves of pleasure for what seemed like hours… Then she came slowly back to earth. She opened her eyes to see Damon standing over her. The vibrator between her legs, it was still warm with her love juices. She squirmed with delight. "I see you like our toy." Said Damon. "I'll ask you again. Would you like to join our organisation?" Christina felt an incredibly powerful need to agree to this. "Are those movies a form of subliminal reprogramming?" She wondered. It was all she could do to shake her head. "Well, then," Damon said. "You leave me no choice." He wheeled out another huge vibrator. Then he took some of that strange blue gel and began to apply it to Christina's anus. There was a special hole in the back of the chair for just such a purpose. Damon waited awhile, and Christina began to feel a tingling in her butt. She felt an animal urge to have something, anything, up there. Luckily Damon then started to inset the other huge dildo into her anus, and left the room. Christina couldn't believe how good she now felt. With a huge vibrator in her pussy, the electrodes on her breasts, and now another dildo up her butt, just thinking about it made her almost orgasmic. "Almost now, I will be orgasmic soon." She thought, then wondered how such a wicked thought got into her mind. Sure enough, in a few seconds the machines started to do their jobs. The vibrator in her pussy made her feel more full than she ever thought possible, and her love juices cascaded down the thick metal pole. The electrodes on her breasts tweaked and sucked on her tits, making her pant like a bitch in heat. Finally the huge rod up her butt made her jerk about wildly, driving her to the edge of ecstasy. Suddenly she started to cum, like never before. All three machines worked in complete alignment to keep her on the orgasmic plateau. She just couldn't stop cumming. Again, and again, and again. Suddenly, mid-orgasm, she had a revelation. "Life's so, OH YES, short. Ohhhhh, I should enjoy, ahhhh, every p-p-p-pleasure as it CUMS!" She thought. Then her thoughts were lost in a tsunami of pleasure. "Congratulations," said Damon, when she came to her senses. "You just had an orgasm that lasted for twenty minutes. That's quite an achievement. Now that you know what we can do are you ready to join our organisation?" Christina couldn't help but say: "Oh, yes master. I only want to please you, and do your bidding." Damon gave a slight smile, "I see our mind reprogramming movies have worked well. Welcome to our organisation." Damon undid her restraints, and Christina stood before him. "Our organisation is called the Ministry. Our aim is to extinguish repressive sexual attitudes, and help bring about a new sexual revolution. We recruit young prudes, such as yourself, and help them to become sexually liberated." Damon explained. He then held up that strange blue gel. "This is our greatest weapon, it's called Blue X. It's a new drug. Part viagra, as it improves sex a hundred fold. Part cocaine, as it's highly addictive. Part steroid, as it increases the size and sensitivity of your clitoris, and amplifies pheromone intensity. It can also be used to brainwash its' users." "What have you got planned for me, master?" Christina asked. "You have been programmed so that when you leave here you will forget all this, you will only remember when we contact you and tell you to do so. From those movies you have learnt all the positions of the Karma Sutra, every Tantric sex manoeuvre, and countless other sexual enjoyment enhancing techniques. We cannot take this machine everywhere, so we shall contact you and use you as a special agent to indoctrinate others. After administering Blue X to them, and having sex with them, you will remember nothing." Damon frowned. "That however is our plans for the long term, for now…" Damon pulled down his trousers, "I want you to suck me off." Christina didn't need to be asked twice. She had never had a cock in her mouth but knew from her programming exactly what to do. Her tongue licked and cajoled the head of his penis, and then she kissed up and down the shaft, and sucked his balls. Then she took him in her mouth and began to deep throat him. Her programming had also taught her how to maximise enjoyment, and she used this to great effect. Pressing on various pressure points to increase his pleasure, pulling on this scrotum in a special way to stop him from ejaculating… she made it last for a long time. Finally Damon reached the peak and she could hold him back no longer. Damon began to spurt cum all over her face, "I command you to cum!" Yelled Damon. She had to obey his every word, and she found she was having an orgasm just from him saying that. "Harder!" moaned Damon and Christina's orgasm's intensity tripled. Finally it was over, and Christina greedily licked up every last drop of cum. Working for the ministry would be very interesting… Blue X Ch. 2 Christina was sitting at home one day, getting ready to go to church. She was just arranging her cardigan when the phone rang. "Hello Christina" Said a voice on the other end of the line, sounding both strange and familiar to her. "Who is this?" asked Christina innocently. The voice just ignored her; "You are feeling very horny. The only way to get release is to uses the vibrator under your bed. Once you do this you will remember everything and call us for further instructions." It said. Christina hung up the phone quickly. She was shocked hearing someone talking to her like that, and suggesting she had a vibrator under her bed! "What a sicko!" She thought, and said a little prayer that he might learn the error of his ways. As she went to the kitchen for a quick orange juice she notice she was quite horny. "That weirdo has put wicked thoughts into my head," Christina thought. "I'll go to my room a read the bible for a bit. That should fix me." The sensation in her pussy was getting stronger by the second, and by the time she had ascended the stairs she was panting. She got to her room and sat down on her bed, but couldn't concentrate on reading. "What is wrong with me?" She wondered. She pulled down her skirt, and gasped, finding her pussy dripping wet. She sat there for an hour and tried not to think about it, but the feeling did not subside, in fact it was now almost unbearable. "I must find release, or I'll go mad". She thought. Guiltily she closed all the curtains, and locked the door. Feeling very dirty she placed one little finger in her pussy, made a disgusted face like she'd been sucking on lemons, and moved it about. Her face soon changed when she found it to be wonderful. Soon she was lying on the bed working herself into a frenzy. She didn't realise it but she almost got herself to orgasm, but for some reason she couldn't quite get there. In desperation she started to use a nearby candle, this only made her more desperate. "What was it that man on the phone told me to do?" She thought, then she remembered about the vibrator. Reaching under her bed she was astonished to find a black bag full of sex toys. She pulled out a big pink dildo, and stared at it in horror. She started to think; "I can't…" when a twinge from her over-excited pussy brought an end to that argument. Somehow her hands knew what to do. She took out a jar of strange blue gel and applied it to the vibrator, and her pussy. Her need suddenly increased by 110%. She pushed the vibrator in and out of her dripping snatch, driving herself totally wild, but still she didn't climax. "I must call…" she thought deliriously. In the bag was a mobile phone, she pushed the fast dial button. "Hello, Christina," Said a voice on the other end. "You may cum now and as you do will remember everything…" On hearing those words Christina was able to release all her pent-up sexual frustration. She screamed as she orgasmed twice in rapid succession. She also remembered all about Damon, and the ministry. "Ohhh, thank you master." She sighed into the phone. "What do you want me to do, master?" She inquired. "We need to convert the mayor to our cause," explained Damon. "Go to his house tonight and administer Blue X to him." With that Damon hung up. Christina smiled and began to pleasure herself, this would be a good assignment… Later that day Christina showed up at the mayor's house, with a basket full of drugged brownies. "I'm from the Amco bakery," She told him when he opened the door. "Would you like a free sample?" The mayor looked at the basket, those brownies looked quite good… "Why not?" he said, and showed Christina into their lounge room. The mayor's wife looked up from her knitting as Christina entered the room, and placed a brownie on a tray before each of them. "Well, this is a lovely surprise." She said as she took a bite of Christina's drugged brownie. The drug acted quickly and soon both the mayor and his wife were unconscious. The mayor awoke to find himself naked in his bedroom, tied to his bed. "What is the meaning of this?" He yelled. "Oh, so you're awake." Said Christina, handcuffing his wife to a large chair. "It's simple, I'm going to make you two my sex slaves." With this Christina pulled out her jar of Blue X, scooped some out and began to massage it into her pussy. "You seeing like that?" She asked the mayor. "You, young lady, are… um, disgusting!" He replied. Christina just laughed; his growing erection gave away his true feelings. She took some Blue X and rubbed it all over his penis, and winked at him. Then she walked over to his wife, "Please…" She begged. "I'm doing you a favour, sister." Said Christina and rubbed some Blue X into her pussy. "Among other things, this is a mind altering drug." She explained, "Once you cum, you will obey my every command." After ten minutes the mayor began to feel hornier than he ever had in his whole life. Christina judged from his wife's moans that the Blue X had taken effect. "Watch this…" She said teasingly to the mayor, and began to lick out his wife's now dripping pussy. "Let her go!" He yelled. "I'm sorry dear…" panted his wife. "I can't help it…John, this is just too good." Christina kept licking and sucking on the mayor's wife's clitoris, and soon she was groaning and grinding her hips into Christina's face. "Fight it, Beatrice!" Yelled the Mayor, "If you climax you'll be her slave!" Christina increased the speed of her tongue, and was soon rewarded when she heard Beatrice moan loudly in an orgasm. "Did you enjoy that?" Asked Christina. "Oh yes mistress!" Replied Beatrice, who was now a sex slave. Christina undid the handcuffs, and said; "Go over to John and show him being my sex slave isn't so bad." Beatrice sauntered over to the bed and began to suck on John's hard erection. The mayor began to bite his lip, and tried to think of anything but the deliciously warm sensation of having his cock in Beatrice's mouth. Just when he felt his scrotum tighten and felt he couldn't hold on any longer, suddenly… it stopped. "Come over her!" Commanded Christina, and Beatrice walked over willingly. "What is your ultimate sexual fantasy?" Christina asked. "I only want to please you mistress…" Was Beatrice's reply. "John, I'm going to make you a deal…" explained Christina. "I'll untie you, if you can get to the phone and call the cops I'll set your wife free, if you can't you'll join her." Christina handcuffed Beatrice to the foot of the bed. "What do you say?" She asked John. "Easy, I'll call the police in no time." He replied. "OK, then…" said Christina. She out the basket of brownies that she had earlier she produced a double headed dildo. She lubricated it with some Blue X and then pushed it up Beatrice's butt. Beatrice squealed with delight. Christina slowly walked to the foot of the bed. She untied John's feet and slid her hot sweaty body up between his legs. Pausing only to rub her breasts over his hard cock. "She smells SO good…" thought John. Christina smiled, she knew the Blue X had increased her Pheromone production. She French kissed him and untied his hands. Then she got off him and went back to Beatrice, inserting the double headed dildo into her own pussy and starting to give his wife a good ramming. John started to walk towards the phone, then he heard Beatrice cry out and he looked back. He saw his wife was getting pounded up the butt by this young nymphomaniac. "Come on Beatrice, ask John to join us. Tell him how good it is." Encouraged Christina. "Oh John, you have to try this." Sighed Beatrice. "It's wonderful. I can't stop cumming! OH! Please, please join us. The mistress only wants to make us feel good. Submit to her, by obeying you can gain so much pleasure… please John…" John tried to ignore the throbbing of his cock and picked up the phone. "I mustn't!" He thought to himself. "Oh, John it's so good! I'm, oh, CUUUMMMIINNNGG!" Screamed Beatrice as Christina pounded her backside. This was more than any man could take. "I must!" Thought John and rushed over to stand behind Christina. He spread her tight butt cheeks and rammed his aching cock up her tight anus. All three started to move in unison, and then suddenly they all climaxed together in one massive orgasm, and fell to the floor exhausted. "Do you like being my sex slave?" Christina asked John after it was all over. "Oh yes, mistress! You make me feel so good! I will do anything to please you!" Replied John enthusiastically. Christina smiled. Satisfied with a job well done, Damon would be pleased. Still, no rest for the wicked, this was a war they were fighting, and there were still many more prudes left to convert... Blue X Ch. 3 "Yes! Yes! Oh, that feels so good!" Christina screamed as Damon pounded her pussy from behind, his hard erection working on her sensitive clit to bring her almost to the point of orgasm. "Please master," she begged. "Please master I need to cum, I need to cum so bad." Damon smiled, he loved fucking her while she was still (partially) wearing her school uniform. He had her bent over the desk in his office and was pounding her pussy relentlessly. "Tell me how much you need it." Damon teased. Christina was now delirious with pleasure, pushing herself back and forth on his huge cock. "I, AH, feel like I'm, OH, OH, going to, UNGH, EXPLODE! I NEED RELEASE!" She screamed. Damon couldn't hold out much longer himself, of all his protégé's she was by far the best. "Then...you may...CUM!" Damon gasped as he shot his seed into her, and felt he vagina muscles begin to milk his manhood of every last drop of sperm. "Very good, now we must give you your assignment." Damon said once he'd got his breath back. He loved putting pleasure before business, however there was a problem that had to be dealt with soon. "Christina you are in danger. The Ministry has several enemies, organisations whose aims are counter to our own; one such group is The Moral Alliance. They are a group of super prudish conservatives who seek to destroy everything erotic and sexually pleasurable. Our spies have given us some new information and, I'm afraid you are their next target. This agent has infiltrated your church youth group..." Damon produced a photo of a young redhead, whom Christina recognised as Heather, the newest member of her youth group. "Your task is to subdue her and make her loyal to our cause by administering Blue X to her. Be careful, she is well trained and highly dangerous. Good hunting." With that Damon showed Christina out. "I hope she can handle this..." Damon thought to himself. Christina was home alone; she'd just had the strangest day. She remembered leaving school early, at around 2 O'clock, however the next thing she knew she was back home, it was 5 O'clock, and she was all sweaty and sticky. She had just got out of the shower when the doorbell rang, which was also odd as she wasn't expecting anyone. Christina opened the door to find Heather standing there, instantly the ministry's programming kicked in and she remembered everything! "Hi! Ready to do some Homework?" Asked Heather in her annoyingly perky voice. "Peachy Keen! I'm glad you could come." Christina replied as she showed Heather to the lounge room. After about fifteen minutes of Geography revision Christina said, "Would you like a coke?" Of course she had been working on this for the last hour, and all the drinks in the house were laced with sleeping pills. "Gee Whiz! I'd love one! Drawing these maps of Canada is thirsty work..." Heather replied. Christina brought out the coke and watched as Heather drank it, and then fell fast asleep. Heather awoke to find herself tied to a bed in Christina's bedroom. "I really expected more from you..." Christina said as she walked over and started to undress Heather. "You're my target?!" Heather gasped, "I was expecting someone who looked less, well, respectable. Anyway, you can't win!" Christina laughed while pulling off Heather's dress, then she saw why Heather was so confident: A chastity belt! It was a large metal reinforced undergarment, with a combination lock. "Only I know the combination, and I'll never tell you!" Yelled Heather, pulling against her bonds. Christina got out her black bag of sex toys, took out a tub of Blue X, and sighed; "We'll just have to go about this the long way then..." Christina removed Heather's bra, freeing her two exquisite breasts. They were large, firm, and had quite puffy nipples. Christina applied a big dollop of Blue X to each tit, and began to massage it in. "The breast is a highly erogenous zone," Christina stated in a matter of fact manner, "and once you orgasm you will be my sex slave." Christina took off her own clothes and rubbed some Blue X into her pussy until she moaned. Heather watched in horror, it seemed disgusting, and yet... No! She knew she mustn't think like that. "We all want to give in to our desires, denying it only makes it stronger." Christina purred. "Here, let me help you..." She began to slide her body up and down against Heather, licking and sucking on Heather's breasts. Heather felt her heart beats increase, and she began to pant but she'd been trained for this sort of thing. "You know you want to... say the combination... I'll take care of the rest..." Christina whispered as she tweaked and pulled on Heather's nipples. Heather tried to look away as Christina began to masturbate and rub the juices onto her stomach. She had thought resisting Christina would be easy, but now she wasn't so sure. She didn't want to say the combination, but something deep inside urged her to do so. Christina began to lick and suck Heather's breasts with greater intensity; Heather bit her lip to withhold a moan. Christina bit on Heather's nipple, and she gasped... It felt good. Sinfully good! Christina's seduction continued like that for another hour or so. She knew she was close but she couldn't quite break Heather. Heather had withstood all of Christina's sex toys, erogenous pressure points, countless eastern foreplay tricks, but still refused to give up the combination or orgasm. Heather's thoughts were now incoherent babble; all she could think of was not giving Christina the code. Intense pleasurable sensations racked her body, and she couldn't stop panting like a bitch in heat. She thrashed against her bonds; her primal urges desperately making her seek release from this most perfect of tortures. "Don't say code. Don't say code. Don't say code..." She thought over and over. Christina was just about to begin another Tantric sex manoeuvre on Heather when the doorbell rang. She really wasn't expecting someone this time... Annoyed, she put on a robe and headed downstairs to see who it was. She jerked open the door saying; "Look, I'm rather busy just now. So..." then she stopped. There on the porch stood the local vicar. His name was Father Jack and he ran the church youth group, and Christina knew Heather liked him. "I'm sorry Christina..." Began Father Jack, staring at her cleavage which the robe didn't quite cover. "Oh no! Please, come in." Christina said as she grabbed him by the hand and lead him upstairs. "Heather's here too. We were just playing a little game. Perhaps you'd care to join us?" Christina said as she shoved father Jack into her bedroom. One look at Heather tied naked to Christina's bed caused Father Jack to turn to stone. "I...I...um..." Father Jack spluttered, unable to find words for what he was seeing. After quickly locking the door, Christina pulled the vicar's pants and boxers off and began to massage Blue X onto his small penis. "Young Lady...I...um...oh my..." Father Jack stuttered as Christina began to give him his first ever blowjob. Soon father Jack had spurted his seed into Christina's mouth with a loud groan. "Thank you mistress." Said Father Jack, and Christina smiled, because she knew the Blue X had now made him her willing sex slave. "Oh no! Not you father Jack!" Sobbed Heather. Christina stood over her, "This is the last time I'll ask you. What's the combination?" Christina demanded. Heather could only shaker her head. "Very well," Christina declared, "You leave me no choice. Slave! Give this virgin a good titty fuck, and make sure you end by giving her a facial." Father Jack quick walked over and placed his rapidly swelling member between Heather's breasts. Her body was slick with Blue X and her own perspiration, so his cock glided effortlessly between the two mounds of flesh. He cupped her tits as he slid back and forth. Heather couldn't look away. Suddenly he shot hot cum all over her face, a little falling into her mouth, which she swallowed. Heather looked at his face; he seemed so satisfied and content. If fucking could make Father Jack happy, maybe it could make her happy too... "Come here and fuck my anus, slave." Christina ordered Jack. She knew Heather was about to give in, she just had to show her some of what was in store to finish it. "The... the code..." Heather whispered hoarsely. "Give her some encouragement slave!" Christina yelled to Jack as he pounded away at her butt. "Say it, Heather. You won't regret it... the mistress makes you forget all the bad stuff... it feels great... it feels fantastic... give in... to submit is to find pleasure... don't fight it... SAY THE COMBINATION!!" Heather nodded, she would say it, she MUST say it: "The code is..." "Yes..." Christina prompted as Jack brought her closer to climax "Four..." Heather began. "Yes!" Gasped Christina "Seven..." "YES!" "Sixty..." "YYYEESSSSS!!" "Nine." "YES! YES! OH GOD! YES! OH GOOD! OH IT'S SO GOOD! OH GOD! IT'S GOOD!" Christina yelled as she orgasmed and fell to the floor. Still panting she got up and entered the code to Heather's chastity belt, which fell off with a clink. Christina applied a handful of Blue X to Heather's pussy, and then licked her out until Heather came with a scream. "Oh thank you Mistress." Heather sighed, "I needed that so badly." Christina looked at Heather, her mission was a success; now for some fun. "What would you like to do now, my little slave?" She asked Heather and then French kissed her. "I want to suck Jack off, while you use a dildo on me." Heather replied as Christina untied her. Soon they were living out Heather's wildest desires. She sucked Jack's dick while Christina used a double-ended dildo on her tight, virgin pussy. This was the best thing Heather had ever experienced; she was in absolute rapture. "I must thank my mistress for showing me the true path to pleasure." Thought Heather as she pushed back on the dildo, sending it deeper into Christina's pussy. Suddenly the door burst open and four armed men appeared. "Freeze you sickos!" Shouted one of the men, "We're Moral Alliance agents, and we've come to take you in for mental reprogramming..." To be continued... (Do you want to read more Blue X adventures? Yes! Then vote for this story...) Blue X Ch. 4 Christina awoke. She was lying naked on some sort of low table. It had a metal frame but instead of a tabletop it had a strange plastic grill. She tried to sit up. She couldn't. Looking around she saw her arms and legs fixed to the corners of the table. Looking around, she saw that she was in a large padded room painted surgical white. On one wall was a large mirror (Christina suspected it was one of those two way ones), and there were air vents in the ceiling. She was not alone; nerdy looking man stood in each corner and there were two by the door. "Those moral alliance bastards!" Thought Christina, as her memory slowly started to return to her. She remembered vaguely being drugged along with Jack and Heather, but the rest was a blur. "Welcome, agent Christina." Said a disembodied voice that seemed to come form behind the mirror. "I'm glad to see you have finally awoken. I hope you dreams were clean." He said in a mocking tone. Christina struggled against her bonds, "What have you done to Heather, and Jack?!" She yelled. "Unlike yourself, your slaves can be reprogrammed. They shall soon be fully fledged Moral Alliance Operatives." The voice said in a matter of fact tone. Christina was getting sick of this, "Who are you?" she asked. The cold voice laughed; "I suppose I can tell you, as you'll never leave this room. I am Professor Smith. I am the head of the Moral Alliance. Now that we've got to know one another, I suspect you're wondering what we intend to do with you. Yes?" Professor Smith didn't wait for a reply. "You are totally addicted to sex. We cannot change you. However you may still be of great use to us. Our scientists have been studying your Blue X for some time now, but have yet to test it on a human subject. Our agents are too valuable to risk, so we shall experiment on you." Christina gulped. Suddenly there was a knock at the door and it opened. The two men by the door walked out, and a few minutes later returned. They were pushing a trolley with a huge glass vat full of Blue X. "We need to know what an overdose of Blue X would do to a person." Professor Smith said. Christina gasped, she knew what could happen. The addictive nature of Blue X made it akin to Heroin, she could OD on it and die. Blue X also made her incredibly horny. Restrained like she was, it would be impossible to relieve herself and she could go insane through lack of orgasm. These were her main concerns but there were many more. The men put a stepladder next to the large vat, they climbed up it and started lifting out buckets of Blue X. Christina struggled as they poured bucket loads of Blue X onto her naked body. The sticky gelatinous substance was soon filling all her orifices. Christina started to feel a familiar tingling all over. Meanwhile, Heather and Jack were strapped to chairs with electrode stuck to different parts of their bodies. They were in a room surrounded by Moral Alliance guards. In front of them was a movie screen, showing picture of churches, families, and Walt Disney. Occasionally a porno picture would appear. When Jack or Heather began to be aroused by this, the electrodes on their head would give them a headache, and the electrodes on their penis and vagina would dull the sensation. "We must fight it Heather!" said Jack. Heather just nodded grimly while trying to think naughty thoughts about Walt Disney. It wasn't working… "Oh. Oh. OOOO!" Christina moaned. Her entire body had become an erogenous zone. She needed to be touched, she had to orgasm. Her pussy juices dripped through the tabletop grill onto the floor, where they mixed with Blue X and perspiration. Her body glistened with sweat. "That's it!" Thought Christina, "Sweat! The Blue X will increase my pheromone production, making me irresistible to men! If I'm going to survive this I need to sweat." Christina began to throw her hips up and down, shake her head, and generally thrash about. "Oh! Boys! I need you!" She screamed to her captors "Oh. I want your cocks deep in me! I MUST suck you off! Oh! OH! I'M SO HORNY! Please…" The pleas and the wild display got the attention of the six guys. They looked on and wrung their hands, trying to resist. Then the smell hit them. Even though they were over two meters apart, the men could smell Christina. It was like sex for the nose; her need, her desire, her passion, was all conveyed in this scent. The men couldn't resist. The first to crack was short man by the door. He ran to Christina and began to loosen her bonds. "OH! YES BABY!" Christina yelled, she grabbed him, pulled off his pants and slammed him onto the table. She quickly rubbed some Blue X onto his swollen cock, and jumped on top of him. "Resist the Temptress!" Ordered Professor Smith, form behind the mirror. "Too late Prude!" Yelled Christina, as he ripped of another guards pants and shoved her mouth over his dick. The man was unable to resist this lightning fast deep throating and was soon spraying his cum all over Christina's face. It didn't take long for Christina to get organised. She sat on the guy who fucked her snatch, while another guy did her in the arse. She used her hands to give two men a hand job, while she sucked off the other two guards at the same time. She was wild, beyond control; orgasm after orgasm wracked her body, while the men's jism soon covered her whole body. Jack could smell something. It was coming from the air vent above him. It smelt like sex… it smelt like Christina! He looked around the guards had run out off the room. Somehow the Christina's scent must be drawing all the Moral Alliance operatives to her. Jack struggled and managed to tip his chair over. "Come on Heather! Now's our chance! We can escape." Jack called out while lying on the floor. "No, Jack." Heather replied in a monotone, "it's good to be good." Jack gasped, the mental reprogramming had obviously worked. Working at his restraints against the hard bumpy floor, he managed to get his hand free. He quickly freed himself and then freed Heather. "Come with me Heather. We're going to fuck!" He told her. "No Jack. That's dirty!" Heather said and started to run away. Jack grabbed Heather and threw her over his shoulder. She kicked and screamed. Jack carried the struggling Heather out of the room. Following his nose Jack soon found the room Christina was in. An amazing sight greeted him. Christina's sex scent must have gone through the air vents to every part of the building. Moral Alliance operatives were fucking every where. Someone had tipped over the vat of Blue X and the room was a blue sea of men and women having sex. In the middle of the room, on the low table Christina was fucking six guys. Jack waded through the sea of bodies, and threw heather up against a wall. He scooped up and handful of Blue X of the floor, and rubbed it into Heather's arse. "No! No!" Cried Heather, but Jack paid no attention. He pushed her against the wall and drove his rock hard cock into her arse. Rubbing back and forth Heather quickly achieved orgasm. "Thank you Jack." She said, kissing him passionately. Then they went to enjoy the amazing orgy that surrounded them. Jack ate out a young brunette's pussy, while two blonde twins with big tits sucked on his cock and licked his anus. Heather pulled off two guys and drank their cum, while a huge black man pounded her arse. Christina just couldn't stop fucking. The orgy lasted for hours and hours. The Moral Alliance operatives kept fucking while Professor Smith tried in vain to order them to stop. "This is ungodly! What you are doing is wrong!" Professor Smith shouted from behind the mirror. Finally Jack had had enough. He pushed aside an Asian chick that was giving him a titty fuck, and punched in the mirror. There sat a man of about fifty in a wheelchair. Jack grabbed the professor and pulled him into the room. Jack then laid him on the table near Christina. "You vile slut!" Professor Smith spat at Christina. "That's right. I am a slut," said Christina. "I'll do anyone. Even you." Christina pulled down his pants, to find the smallest penis she'd ever seen. "So that's what his problem was…" She thought to herself. She rubbed some Blue X on his tiny prick, and jerked him off while he lay rigid like a board. Finally he spurt of cum flew into the air, and he became limp. "How do you feel slave?" Asked Christina. "Good mistress!" professor Smith replied enthusiastically. Christina smiled; "Well then let the orgy continue…"