“Women view good looks in a man as a compliment to a nice personality. Men view good looks in a woman as an excuse for a horrible personality.”—anonymous
Allison. Naked, except for thick-readers, perls, prudz, and strapping butch. And. A Silence of the Lambs penis-gag, which is overkill.
DNQ6977 stretches out Allison between the ceiling and the floor: arms pulled upward, and legs spread widely—make a wish. Its whip lashing her exposed backside from shoulder blades to buttocks, including her legs from thighs to ankles. Its noose tightening around her neck, slowly and progressively choking her chicken—nice and easy does it. The forceful tightening of its penis-gag’s chin strap.
Partially hung, by its noose. Its Silence of the Lambs penis-gag shoved into her mouth and down her throat—swallow, please. Stretched out just short of being pulled apart, by its ratcheting posts. The unmarked, lily-white flesh of her backside being turned into raw hamburger, by its whip. At random intervals, she’s subjected to electroshock “therapy” that induces seizures and temporarily wipes her mind replacing it with one of DNQ6977’s choosing. Erection, ejaculation, serial orgasms—wash, rinse, repeat.
DNQ6977 is kept in her room, for her exclusive use. Each time that it tortures her, it “learns” how to please her better. Of the devices of torture of its ilk in the house, she likes using it the best.
When it’s not being used. The Mindless Machine folds up and stores itself in a closet. Full-sized in use. Compact in storage.
A Peeping Tom, it’s always searching for and finding new ways to spy on Allison, its singular obsession.
While Allison “indulges” herself as Matron Allison, she’s a White Zombie. DNQ6977 craves that she were like this all of the time. Matron Allison is akin to a Barbed Wire Doll in transition.
Matron Allison. By example, professing clean and pristine, with an emphasis on the ultra-extreme severity of an out-n-out automaton. That is, robot purity easily mistaken for, and interchangeable with, mindlessness. Contagious. Next level Borg?
Matron Allison. The embodiment of clean and pristine, with an emphasis on the ultra-extreme severity of an out-n-out automaton. That is, robot purity easily mistaken for, and interchangeable with, mindlessness. Contagious. Next level Borg?
Matron Allison. This “clean robot” Barbed Wire Doll version, this Julie Newmar’s “My Living Doll”, is compelling to DNQ6977, Allison, and Kirstjen. Irresistibly so. Therefore, theoretically, White Zombie could be invoked remotely whether the girl is Allison or Kirstjen.
Matron Allison. Figuratively, a flesh-n-blood Mindless Machine. Literally, transitioning into a flesh-n-blood Mindless Machine, every time she uses the DNQ. An insidious transformation happening to her a piece at a time.
Matron Allison. Performing preprogrammed routines. Programmed by whom, an evil voodoo master?