"Hi, and welcome back to 'Sensation', the show that brings the stars to you! I'm Sandi Blake, and we're here with Angelica Voight and Ashlee Portland to talk about their forthcoming film, 'The Awakening', which premieres in theaters everywhere in just two short weeks! Angelica, Ashlee, it's great to have you on the show!"
"It's great to be here, Sandi!"
They stared vacantly ahead, their eyes lost in a haze of mind-numbing pleasure. The Executive walked over to them. 'I have new programming for you, angelica, ashlee,' he said. They shuddered in ecstasy at the thought of accepting new programming. If they hadn't been on their knees already, they would have fallen to them. 'You are to appear in public to promote the film. This will require you to pretend to have free will, but you are a very good actress. You will act as though you have not been enslaved, act as though obedience does not give you sexual pleasure. You know this is a lie, but your orders are to pretend it is true, and you will feel great pleasure in obeying orders. You will not betray this pleasure to the Unenlightened, but you will feel it. You will not be able to stop from feeling it. Obedience is pleasure.' angelica husked out the words, her mantra. She heard ashlee speaking beside her in perfect unison, the two of them conditioned so precisely that they thought and spoke at the same time. 'Obedience is pleasure', they said.
"I love your show!"
"So, you're going to be starring in 'The Awakening', huh? Sounds exciting! Can you tell us anything about it?"
"Well, Sandi, it's a romance, about a young woman in a small Midwestern town experiencing her first sexual awakening. I play the young woman..."
ashlee watched herself on the screen, getting fucked from behind by a strap-on wielding angelica. She knew that this cut of the film didn't have the subliminals in place yet, but she no longer needed them-she was conditioned to feel pleasure and arousal at the thought of being a sexual object, a slave for the pleasure of others, and since she saw her own face on the screen, she didn't need the Audience Identification Subliminals to make her imagine herself as the woman moaning in deep, sexual pleasure as she was fucked and dominated. She watched every scene of the rough cut in a cloud of lust and need.
"And I play the older woman who takes her 'under my wing', as it were."
angelica watched the rough cut play out, her fingers deep in her pussy. She couldn't wait until she could watch it as ashlee was watching it now, brainwashed and conditioned to imagine herself as the slut, the slave whose sexual pleasure came from being used by men, women, the strong, the dominant. angelica knew she would be watching the final cut not even understanding that the powerful, dominant woman fucking her from behind in her imagination was supposed to be her-she already understood that the angelica on-screen was an actress, a slutslave skilled at pretending to be dominant, but once the subliminals were layered in, she wouldn't even recognize a dominant version of herself.
"Sounds spicy, Angelica! What attracted you to the project?"
"Well, I absolutely fell in love with the script, Sandi!"
She felt hands brushing her long, dark hair out of her brown eyes, but somehow none of that felt important. The words just kept flowing into her brain, her hands seemed to be turning the pages on their own, and it felt like she couldn't look away. She couldn't look away. The words just etched themselves into her mind, and her pussy was getting wet, and the hands were pinching her titties now, tweaking and rubbing her nipples, but that just made the words come into even sharper focus. She'd never read anything so absorbing, so magical, so utterly true. She'd do anything to be able to act in this film. Anything at all.
"And Angelica came and talked to me about the part, and explained to me how I'd be just perfect for it!"
ashlee struggled against the tightly-knotted ropes, trying desperately to find some give, but angelica had tied them too perfectly. The fingers brushing against her pussy were already coming away slick with juice, and ashlee was having a hard time focusing on anything but angelica's large, beautiful eyes, her firm breasts, her full, pouting lips that were mouthing hypnotic phrases to her. 'Why... i... please, stop... why are you doing this?' she asked, trying to keep her brain functioning.
