Mental Deflector
Wanda Hurley had been trained to watch the people in the crowd, to look for anomalies or suspicious behavior. She had in fact become so good at it that she’d taken to looking for other things as well.
It was the blond that had caught her eye. Tight jeans. Tight top. Her hair in a ponytail, and she looked young, too. Maybe still in college, judging by the book bag slung over her shoulder.
Instinctively, Wanda’s eyes surveyed the blond. No tell tale mark there that would indicate she was traveling with anyone else. Nice.
Wanda surveyed the rest of the people in the line as well. Again, there seemed to be nothing there, either. If the blond was connected to anyone else in line, she seemed not to show it.
It’s not that hard to build a metal detector. What’s hard is to build a device that is both a metal detector ... and something else, and to hide that device right there in plain sight and yet that was exactly what Wanda had done. She’d taken one of the existing machines at the airport where she worked and she’d tinkered with the insides of the thing, and now she had what she wanted.
Of course, if anyone had ever looked inside the device, it would be clear that the device wasn’t what it was supposed to be, but since it functioned as a metal detector and since it functioned perfectly well that way, no one had any reason to look inside the guts of the machine.
Wanda watched the blond come closer. She was almost there and there was still no indication that she was with anyone else.
The blond put her book bag on the conveyer belt and she emptied her pockets of whatever objects she might be carrying. This was it. Wanda motioned for the girl to step through.
Just as she did, Wanda pressed a button that she held hidden in her palm and the machine beeped when the girl stepped through the device.
“Pardon me, Miss, but are you carrying any metal items?”
The blond shook her head.
“How about the jacket. Any metal snaps or metal in the pockets?”
The blond shook her head. “I don’t think so,” she said.
“It’s best to make sure,” Wanda said. “How about you take the jacket off and try stepping through again.”
“Okay.” The blond removed the jacket and once more passed through the metal detector. Once more, the metal detector went off when she passed on through.
“Hmm,” Wanda said. “It’s not the jacket. “Are you wearing a belt buckle or anything with a strong metal signature?”
“I don’t think so.”
Once more, the blond passed through the metal detector. Once again, the detector did exactly what it was programmed to do.
Wanda made a show of sighing so everyone could know just how disappointed she was with this turn of events. “Do you have any items that you sent through the x-ray machine?”
“Only my backpack.”
“Would you grab it and your shoes then and would you come with me.”
“Why? Where are we going?”
“We need to do a more thorough search.”
“But my flight—”
“Won’t have you on it until you clear security so the quicker you do what I say, the quicker we can get you on your way.”
The blond could hardly argue with that so she willingly let Wanda take her wherever Wanda wanted to go.
Wanda led the blond to a small room. “Put your book-bag down over there,” she said.
The blond did as she was told.
“What’s your name?”
“Alice. Alice Atkins.”
“Well, Alice, can I see your boarding pass and your ID?”
Alice handed over the documents and Wanda pretended to study them.
“What is your destination today, Alice?”
“I’m going to Seattle.”
“What’s in Seattle?”
“Home, and my boyfriend.”
“Well, Alice,” Wanda said finally. “Everything seems to be in order here.”
“Can I go?” the blond asked with relief.
Wanda smiled. “Everything seems to be in order with your documentation,” she said. “We still have to see if everything is in order with you.”
“Oh.”
“Something about you set off the metal detector. Do you know of anything that might do that?”
Alice shook her head.
“Take off your jacket please.”
Alice did as she was told to do.
“You can drop it on the floor.”
Again, Alice did as she was told to do and then her face got an almost quizzical look to it as she wondered why it was she’d done what she’d done.
Wanda knew why. “Unbutton your top,” she told the girl.
For a moment, it almost looked as if the blond might object but then she simply unbuttoned her blouse.
“Go ahead and take that off, too. You can let that fall on the floor.”
Alice didn’t even show any misgivings at doing what she was told to do. She simply slipped the shirt off her shoulders and she let it fall to the floor.
“That’s good,” Wanda encouraged the blond. “The quicker you obey, the quicker we can get you on your way, and that’s what you want, isn’t it? You want to obey.”
“I want to obey,” Alice said and then she looked confused as she realized just what it was that she’d said.
But Wanda wasn’t about to let her think about her words. “That’s right,” she said. “You want to obey. Now show me how much you want to obey by taking off your bra.”
The girl didn’t even think about it. She just took off her bra just like she’d been told to do.
“You can drop that on the floor, too.”
Again, Alice did as she was told. Wanda knew that the circuitry that she’d added to the metal detector had made the blond susceptible to following commands, but that circuitry only went so far but with every command that Alice followed, it would be harder and harder for her to disobey any command that came after that.
“You have nice tits,” Wanda said. “What are they? 36D?”
“36C actually.”
Wanda couldn’t help but moan. Puffy nipples on big tits. Damn. She loved puffy nipples on big tits. She wished she had more time, but she didn’t. “You can play with them if you want to. Go ahead. Play with your tits.”
It was clear that playing with her tits wasn’t the first thing that had come to Alice’s mind, but an order was an order so before she realized what she was doing, she found herself playing with her tits.
“You love having people play with your tits.”
Wanda didn’t know how much of what she was saying was getting through to the girl and there wasn’t time to find out.
As much as Wanda knew she should move on, she couldn’t help but watch the girl for a moment or two longer.
“Alice?”
“Hmm,” the blond said in an almost dreamy voice.
Was she really liking it, Wanda wondered. She’d told her that she should, but was she really liking it? “I know you like it,” Wanda said, “but we have to continue the search so I need you to take your jeans down.”
For a moment, it seemed as if Alice was going to keep right on playing with her tits but with a sigh, she finally let go of her tits and she let her hands push her jeans down over her hips.
Wanda couldn’t help but love the way the girl had to move her hips just to get those tight, jeans down past her hips, and then ...
Oh geez. Alice was wearing a thong. It just kept getting better and better.
“Alice?”
“Yes.”
Wanda was already beginning to remove her clothes. “I’m going to have to examine you. You understand that, don’t you?”
“I understand.”
“You want me to do that, don’t you?” Wanda said as she let her top slide to the floor. Her hands were already on her skirt and already, she was taking it off. “You want me to be thorough,” Wanda continued, “because if I’m thorough with you, it means I’m thorough with everyone else.”
“I understand. I want you to be thorough.”
“I know you do.” Wanda’s hands finally got her bra loose and then she was slipping off her panties.
“Why ... why are you doing that?”
“Why am I doing what?”
“Why are you taking off your clothes?”
“Because I want you to be comfortable.”
“Why would I be comfortable if you’re not wearing any clothes?
“Because you’re not wearing any clothes either. Now, you and I are dressed just the same.”
“Oh.”
“If anything, it’s me who should be uncomfortable.”
“You?”
“Sure. I mean look at you with your big tits and now look at me with my smaller tits. Kind of imposing, isn’t it. Your big tits. I mean, you do like girls with big tits.”
“I do?”
“Sure you do. I mean look at you with your big tits. You just can’t stop playing with them. You must really love big tits.”
“Oh.”
“Say you like big tits.”
“I like big tits.”
“There you go. You see, I knew that was what you liked. Say it again.”
“I like big tits.”
“That’s good. Turn around and say it again.”
“I like big tits.”
“That’s good. Keep saying that to yourself and now I want you to bend over that desk.”
Again, Alice did exactly as she what she was told to do.
“I got something for you.”
“What?”
“This.” While the two women had been talking, Wanda had been reaching into a drawer and now what she had in her hand was firmly strapped around her waist.
Alice moaned as she felt something being pressed between her legs. “Wait,” she called out.
“Wait for what?” Alice heard the other woman whisper and with that, she felt something big and hard slip between her legs.
Alice couldn’t help but moan.
“Is this what you’ve been waiting for,” Wanda taunted the blond.
“Oh yeah,” the blond moaned. No wait. No, this couldn’t be right, but ...
Oh geez, it felt so right though. God, it felt good, but it would be better if it were real, wouldn’t it? It would be better if it were a big, hard, real cock.
Oh but geez. This was real. It might not be a man’s cock but it was certainly real. In fact, now that she thought about it, she realized she’d been wasting her time getting fucked by men. It was so much better when you had a woman fuck you, when you had a woman who knew what a woman wanted, when you had a woman who could understand a woman’s needs, when you ...
Wait a minute! Why was she thinking that?
Wanda leaned in over the blond. “Do you like this?” she asked. “Do you like it when I fuck you like this?”
“Oh yeah,” Alice moaned. “I love it.”
“Are you going to cum for me? Are you going to cum on my big, hard cock?”
“Yeah,” Alice moaned and then she moaned again as she did just exactly what she’d said she’d do.
“Oh yeah, that’s a good girl,” Alice heard the other woman say and even as she heard her say it, she could feel the security agent’s hands on her ass. “I’ll bet you’d like to lick some pussy.”
What? No wait, and yet ...
Alice could feel that cock sliding out from between her legs and she couldn’t help but groan. She didn’t want that cock to leave her.
“Turn around,” she heard the other woman order.
The blond turned to find the security agent sitting in a chair. One hand was stroking her synthetic cock as Alice turned and then that hand pulled that cock up and away so that the other woman’s pussy was now exposed.
“I think you know what to do.”
Indeed she did. One look was all it took and then Alice was sliding down between the other woman’s legs. She’d never done this before, she told herself. She’d never done this before, and yet it felt so natural.
“How was she?” a coworker asked when Wanda finally took her place in the line.
“How was who?”
“The girl you took in the back? Was she okay?”
“Oh yeah. She was good. She was very, very good.”