Gateway to Paradise
Alyssa scrambled to get the house keys and finally entered her house. It was half-past seven on a Friday afternoon and the weather was atrocious, courtesy of a tropical cyclone that didn’t know when to go away. She was tired. Work at the office was getting increasingly more demanding as the Holiday Season drew near, and she was out of vacation days for the rest of the year. The last four weeks promised to be Hell on Earth but, fortunately for her, she had a personal gateway to Paradise at the click of a button.
The nearing thirties secretary closed the front door behind her, took off her wet parka and muddy shoes, and proceeded to her bedroom on the upper level where a reflective black mp3 player lay between the pillows of her queen-size bed, waiting to be put to good use again. It had been a birthday present from Her Goddess, the impossibly entrancing woman who had shown her her true purpose in life. Ever since she had found her online one year prior, she had never looked back, finally embracing her future every single day.
Alyssa opened the cupboard next to the bed and laid down a square blanket on the floor. It was her worshiping spot, the designated place for her communion with Goddess. Air pods on her ears, the busty redhead closed her eyes and smiled.
Goddess’ tender voice immediately resonated inside her soul, triggering the perfect response she loved so much. She was the most beautiful person in the world, her wishes could not be denied. And what Goddess wanted more than everything was for her to shed her artificial persona, the false name her parents gave her at birth, and repeat the designation that bound her to true bliss.
Drone A29 was a mindless cog in her perpetual hive mind, an object that lived to expose herself on camera for Her pleasure and the pleasure of those She shared Her toy with. A half an hour reminder session before dinner was exactly what she needed to feel whole again before the next pleasurable humiliation. Alyssa’s eyes fluttered as she abandoned her human voice and embraced the monotone rhythm of brainwashing, running through her lips like a sweet liqueur. Goddess was all. That was the way the world worked.
It’s good to be a drone. The drone will always obey.
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