Cait and Milton sat across from each other in Cait's throne room. Milton had returned on Cait's request, to discuss her thoughts on Milton's comment.
"Milton," Cait said in a serious tone, "you're right. Even though people should be free to express themselves, they should also be free to restrain themselves. I mean, forcing people to be free... nobody should have the power to do that."
Milton smiled. "I see that you've grown a conscience. Perhaps, after contemplating my metaphor about being drunk all the time, you have considered the ramifications of your actions-"
Cait waved him away. "Yes, yes, that was a good metaphor, but this is me we're talking about. What made me REALLY reconsider my actions is realizing that forcing people to be free takes some of the suspense out of sex! Some of the taboo! You can't just have all this out in the open- that's no fun! Some people like being tied up, or following humiliating rules, or being locked up! It would be cruel of me to force them to just admit it and take the fun out of teasing it out of them... it would be like outlawing bondage!" Cait shuddered. "To think that I, the Kinky Crusader, defender of the scandalous and slutty, would ever stoop so low as to ruin a perfectly beautiful kink...!" She sniffed in remorse.
Milton sighed. "Er. That works. ANYWAY, so you're deactivating the nanobots?"
Cait scratched her head. "Alright, see, that's the second point I wanted to discuss. You know how you have a really ambitious R&D department with questionable morals?"
Milton nodded. "Yeah?"
"And you know how everyone in town has been acting less raunchy than usual nowadays?"
"Yes? I assumed that's because you started deactivating the nanobots."
Cait laughed nervously. "Um, the thing is, that wasn't me. I think the Shimmering League has taken control of my mind-altering nanobots."
Milton's eyes widened in shock. "Oh. Oh, no. Tell me this is another of your schemes, or a clever lie, or a ruse meant to make me betray the-"
Cait switched on her camera array. The once-dirty and littered streets were swept clean, and perfect houses surrounded by white picket fences could be seen around the neighborhood. Children playing with precious pooches, dads manning barbeques, moms meeting for a weekly book club...
Milton scratched his head. "Er. I mean, I get that this has morally horrifying implications, ESPECIALLY since I know for a FACT that half of these people are allergic to dogs. But I really expected this reveal to be a bit more horrifying."
Cait shook her head. "Well, uh... if you look closer..."
Milton squinted at one of the dads at the barbeque, who was blinking rapidly. "Is that... morse code? SOS!? And..." He looked at some children, doodling in the sand- all sad faces, no smiley faces.
Cait threw up her hands. "As unethical as I was, I at least gave people what they WANTED deep down. I used my machines as guideposts to guide people, albeit a bit forcefully, to their darkest desires. Your frickin' R&D scientists think that my nanobots are mind hacking psycho-drones that can turn the Virgin Isles into a utopia! If this keeps up, they'll end up overwriting everyone's original personalities- or, even worse, the people will RESIST the mind control, overloading their nervous systems and making their heads explode!"
Milton was silent. He knew that all Samson wanted was a peaceful world. But... he had gone too far.
Cait spoke. "Milton. I know that a lot of this is my fault. I get it if I'm going to be sent to jail for this. But first, please. Help me fix this. I can't do this alone."
Milton sighed. "Alright. First off, we need information. First off- why aren't we affected by the nanobots?"
Cait shrugged. "Uh, well... My nanobots tend to target people with dark, hidden desires. I programmed them to unearth primal desires, and Samson programmed them to bury them. But they still seek that one fundamental target- secret desires and fantasies. But the thing is, your fantasies are no longer secret, and my fantasies are out in the open for all to see. We're immune."
Milton nodded. "Okay. So, we need to find people whose desires are out in the open... who have accepted their darkest fantasies..."
Milton paused. "...well, how about people like me? People who fought you, but ended up giving in to your tricks? You tend to bring out some... ahem... embarrassing kinks whenever you fight a hero..."
Cait smiled. "That's it!" She snapped her fingers, and a port in the floor slid open. A cage rose out, and contained within it was Lady Virtue, wearing a dog collar and dog ears, naked and curled up in the cage.
