order Athena to add the mayors security detail into her collective then send them to wherever commander Athena deems appropriated she send them to the hotel so that they would go back to guarding the mansion which is the secondary purpose of the security collective with the primary being serving and guarding. you state that with them being new collective member you don't particularly care about their integration because their individuality would disappear once added. you then Focus entirely on teasing Grace, Victoria, and Maxine, increasing the intensity of the feedback loop until they beg you to take them back to the hotel as you leave you notice the transformed mayor joining the police commissioner and the judges by sitting of the commissioner's face and having the commissioner eat the mayor out
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You gesture Commander Athena over to your side, away from the ongoing festivities of the charity gala.
"Commander, I want the mayor's security detail added to your collective immediately," you instruct, your voice calm but authoritative. "Send them to the hotel for now. They can be reassigned to mansion security duties once we return home."
"Yes, Mistress," Commander Athena responds with a crisp nod. "As new collective members, their individual personalities will be subsumed during integration. The process should take approximately forty-seven minutes."
"I don't particularly care about their integration details," you reply dismissively. "Their individuality is irrelevant once added to the collective. Just ensure they're properly stationed when we need them."
Commander Athena touches her earpiece. "Team Alpha, initiate full integration protocols on targets one through six. Transport to base hotel for mansion security reassignment. Acknowledge."
A chorus of confirmations sounds in her earpiece, and she gives you a satisfied smile. "It will be done, Mistress."
With the security matter handled, you turn your full attention to Grace, Victoria, and Maxine. The three women have been maintaining their professional appearances throughout the gala despite the pleasure feedback loops you've been triggering. Now it's time to escalate.
You approach Grace first, finding her engaged in conversation with the dean of Riverside Community College about educational reform initiatives.
"If you'll excuse us," you say to the dean, "I need to discuss something urgent with Sister Grace."
As the dean moves away, you deliberately focus your gaze on Grace's exposed breasts, mentally commanding the perception field amplifier to increase intensity. Grace's eyes widen as the pleasure suddenly doubles.
"Jane," she gasps, clutching at your arm. "What's happening?"
"Just enjoying the twins' handiwork," you reply with a wicked smile. "How does it feel?"
"It's... overwhelming," Grace admits, her legs trembling. "I can barely concentrate on maintaining the perception field for our new Leadership Collective members."
You leave her quivering and find Victoria next, who's reviewing financial projections with the city treasurer. As you approach, Victoria gives you a pleading look, already suspecting what's coming.
"Treasurer Williams was just expressing interest in our economic restructuring plan," Victoria manages to say as you step beside her.
"Was he?" you respond, pointedly staring at her breasts while mentally increasing the feedback loop's intensity by fifty percent.
Victoria's sentence dies in her throat, replaced by a strangled moan she barely disguises as a cough. Her knuckles whiten as she grips the edge of a nearby table.
"I need to... excuse myself for a moment," she tells the treasurer, her voice strained.
Finally, you track down Maxine, who's been cleverly hiding among a group of scientists, using their bodies as shields against your gaze. You simply stand across the room, waiting until she inevitably glances your way.
When your eyes meet, you crank her feedback loop to maximum. Maxine's knees buckle instantly, and she nearly collapses, catching herself on a startled physicist's arm.
"Jane," she hisses through the communication device in her earpiece, "this is torture!"
"Is it?" you ask innocently, continuing to stare while she squirms. "Perhaps we should return to the hotel then?"
As you gather your three tormented companions near the exit, you notice movement on the other side of the ballroom. The transformed Mayor Karen Richards, still in her punk goth attire, has joined the tableau you created earlier. The mayor straddles the police commissioner's face, her leather skirt hiked up while the commissioner enthusiastically pleasures her. The three judges continue their ministrations, creating a complex web of physical connection between Riverside's highest authorities.
The sight is both erotic and symbolic—the complete submission of Riverside's power structure to your will, physically manifested through their sexual subservience to each other.
"Please," Victoria whispers, her voice ragged with need as she presses against your side. "Take us back to the hotel. I can't... I can't take much more."
Grace and Maxine nod in desperate agreement, both women flushed and trembling with unfulfilled desire.