Dr. Kavita Rao sauntered back into the laboratory area, applying a hefty coat of pink lip-gloss to her pouty lips. She'd had to excuse herself to clean up after Henry had shot his load into her waiting mouth. Despite having the body and looks of a pornstar, she was still new to debauched sex in front of others and in her excitement she had allowed some of her husband's spunk to dribble out. So, the esteemed geneticist had had to find the nearest bathroom to clean up and redo her excessive makeup. She didn't mind,though. Putting on makeup to be presentable like a proper Stepford woman sent a thrill up her spine and a pleasant tingle down to her pussy every time.
Making her way over to Victor Trask with a casual strut, Kavita paused as she passed Ororo. The African mutant was still strapped into the chair, making soft,wonderful grunts and moans as the piston-powered dildo fucked her soaked pussy. Taking a moment to admire the other woman's body as it shivered and sweated under the chair's thrusts, Kavita lowered her hand to Storm's crotch with a smile. The good doctor then traced her finger along the sides of the well-fucked pussy. Raising her finger to her mouth, she wasn't the least bit surprised to find it absolutely coated in Ororo's cum. She then popped it into her mouth to savor the taste of the bound woman's juices.
"You've expanded your tastes, Dr. Rao," Victor Trask smiled, "Having a bit of a sexual awakening since coming to Stepford? I guess I can't blame you. Stepford women are quite irresistible."
"She isn't a Stepford woman, yet. And besides, I may be a member of Stepford society but I can see what is really going on here. I have been well aware of the subliminal messages that have been pumped into me day and night ever since I arrived. They keep me nice and loyal to the cause, even with my Henry as payment. They also keep me horny at a moment's notice and above all, have added an ingrained attraction to the specialized Stepford female form," Rao whispered, looking Trask dead in the eyes.
Trask's cool demeanor faded for a second, but that was all Kavita Rao needed. She laughed softly, before leaning over and whispering in his ear, "Nothing to worry about, Victor. I have never been as happier since coming to Stepford, and if you keep me happy we won't have a problem. But if you fuck with me, I have set up insurances that will make you pay. Now is that clear?"
"Crystal clear. Believe me, you have nothing to worry about," Trask said,flatly. He had never dealt with a woman with such knowledge of her own conditioning but he figured that was a price worth paying if he wished for an intelligent Kavita Rao to serve Stepford's purposes.
"I'm glad that we know where we stand," Kavita spoke, before she glanced down at the mutant woman in the chair. She eyed Storm's soaked Mohawk, which was plastered to the side of her scalp, with a critical eye. Her voice again turned huskier, as Henry McCoy approached, "Is it normal for her to be sweating so much? I don't recall seeing this even with your once so bold and brash fiancé."
"Kitty was a fighter, yes. But I haven't seen anyone fight the chair's programming this much since our esteemed Mrs. Mayor was subject to its influence, and she was a damn Omega-level mutant with telepathic powers. Ms. Monroe is a most impressive specimen," Trask said.
"She always has been," Henry McCoy said with a smile. His arm slung around Rao's shoulder, as she brazenly rubbed her body into his. He generously felt up her heaving breast through the thin fabric of her dress,"It's going to be a pleasure sampling her once she fully embraces Stepford and all it has to offer. My dear, I think you and I together have what it takes to make her happy. Don't you think?"
"Oh, Henry, I can't wait! We could even visit her at the Doll House!" Kavita gushed, much to Trask's surprise. This was a far cry from the woman that threatened him just seconds before.
"The Doll House?" Henry inquired.
"In your rush to be with the stunning Dr. Rao here, we never really gave you the grand tour of the town, Henry," Trask began, "That's going to have to be remedied, but the Doll House is the apartment building next to the Stepford Men's Association. It's where newly conditioned girls go to stay as they are worked on, and they continue to live there until they are lucky enough to be chosen by a member of the association to be his bride." Trask explained and Henry deduced from this aspect of the town's society that his Kavita was the only woman ever to have chosen her own groom.
"It also doubles as accommodation for some of the girls that entertain at the Men's Association as well. My own fiancé lives there currently at the penthouse level, but that will all change when we're married." Trask smiled.
Kavita had been resting her head against Henry's shoulder until the sight of the lights of the elevator caught her attention. They were signaling that someone was coming down. She then thought back to Trask informing them that Kitten was going to be visiting them a bit later. It seemed like time had flown as herself and Henry had had their fun. Finally, she announced, "Mr. Trask, speaking of your fiancé..."