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irisfuckdoll:

For someone of Iris’s intellect, this was a dream come true, she was no longer burdened with research and modeling and worrying about the global economics collapse, she’s now just a big tutted fuckdoll for the rich and powerful, the ones that she dedicated her life to stop.

Of course these were very own wishes, to be lobotomized and used as a mindless fuckdoll, all the proof is publicly available and we most definitely did not use any of the Company’s drugs or procedures on her :)

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The first to use her was her old professor. He’d shared her ideals, helped shaped them. He’d loved her of course, but she didn’t feel the same way. Still, they’d had discussions long into the night about evils of society, the media, and The Company most of all. He’d been the one to tell her about that.

Now she looked up at him, stupid and pliable, her body a cartoon of what it once was. He thumbed her clit, not to give her pleasure but simply because he could, even as he drove into her ass.

Years had passed when she had got back in touch, out of the blue. Now she was in a position to do something about The Company, she’d excitedly said, and she was going to reveal them to the world! He’d warned her not to but she was too far gone. After that phone call he’d made his own - to warn The Company.

They would have found out anyway, he reasoned, but at least this way her got to be rewarded. He told himself, as he penetrated the fuck doll who wore her face, that he’d saved her in a way. As her empty eyes stared back he told her, “This way you get to spend most of your time with me, someone who loves you. Don’t you see?”

She didn’t of course. Maybe her intellect still lived, under all that conditioning and chemicals. Maybe it could still see, see his betrayal from the sunken place where it now existed. It didn’t matter anyway. His will was all that mattered.

He palmed a tit and spoke, mostly to himself, “They’ll always win Lucie. How could they not with what they can offer? But you’re so much happier now. I might be a feminist but even I can see you’re better off now, knowing your place, with such a simpler life…content”

“Remember when you said tit-fucking was degrading to women? You despised it so…”

“Not any more of course. But then, back then I always suspected you were just jealous. I loved you so but you were so…flat-chested. Let’s be honest, you could be a bitter cunt sometimes”

“Now I always get to see you smile. You should be thanking me!”

“And to think…your feminism pissed of your idiot family so much, they won’t even come looking for you! I wonder what they’d think if they did…”

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