When the rogue laboratory abducted Kirsty from her college dorm, they kept her unconscious, so she never knew what had happened to her, or what had been done to her. And during that period, they implanted Kirsty with a microchip that would change her life.
The chip was located just inside her labia minora, not far beneath the skin, and it was connected to a capsule containing drugs located deeper in her reproductive system.
During daylight hours, if Kirsty’s inner pussy lips weren’t exposed to light, it released a drug that made her feel nauseous. She wouldn’t know what was happening, but her whole body would tell her that something was very wrong. But if her inner pussy lips *did* receive light, the implant released a different drug that made her both happy and horny.
They only had to leave the implant inside her for a month. By the time they re-abducted her and removed it, the training was complete and unbreakable – her need to spread her pussy to public view was compulsive, instinctual and impossible to resist. She became anxious and upset and unhappy and convinced that she felt sick if she wore clothes below the waist or kept her legs together. And when she spread her legs and displayed her cunt to the world she felt a sense of physical pleasure and immediately slutty arousal that left her wet and fuckable.
That would have been a sufficiently amusing torture of her all by itself, of course, but what made it delicious was the other thing they had done during her abduction – the noises they had played to her in her sleep and the lights they had flashed at her eyes.
Wave after wave of subliminal messaging had been given to her, all with one purpose – to increase and reinforce the depths of shame and humiliation and degradation at the thought of behaving like a slut in public. She knew, deep down with every fibre of her being, that only a disgusting whore who deserved to be raped would ever spread her cunt to strangers in public – and yet she couldn’t seem to stop herself from doing it.
It was always beautiful to see her go out of the house with a short skirt and no panties – or even naked from the waist down – and then use her fingers to spread her twat open for public inspection by strangers. But no matter how good that was, seeing her cry from humiliation as she did it was always *so* much hotter…
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