Saturday January 10, 2026

“I have to admit Director Hodgson, I’m a little surprised by your visit…” I said with a wave of my hand as I sat behind my desk.

Hodgson, the director of a three letter agency that preferred to remain… anonymous most of the time, had been chasing me half way across the globe for the last three years.

My private island in international waters was somewhere he couldn’t directly touch me, but when his plane had requested clearance for landing, well, my curiosity had gotten the better of me.

“Yes, well, no more than I am.” Hodgson replied with a scowl.

“Oh, I see… not a visit by your choosing then. New administration priorities?” I asked.

His scowl deepened and told me everything I needed to know. No one had expected the President to go quietly after his second term, but the lengths that he’d gone to had surprised many. Gutting the constitution though his takeover of the courts, he’d basically installed himself as dictator for life.

That, of course, brought new challenges to the table, some of which my particular skill set might be useful to help with.

“Yes.” Hodgson finally replied curtly.

“Then may I assume the President has an offer for me?” I asked with a smile.

Hodgson’s shoulders slumped in defeat and he nodded, “Yes. The… President… would like to send some of his harsher critics to you for… re-education.”

I almost chuckled out loud, but managed to contain myself. Hodgson had called me a monster, a blight on humanity, and my skills the equivalent to mind rape.

Which in all fairness, was probably as acuate as any description of them.

Most of my clients were third world dictators or the like that needed support from those that would never willingly give it, to legitimize their power. For a quite reasonable price, I could deliver the support they needed.

The technology wasn’t all that amazing, a few tailored drugs, lots of psychological stress, and a bit of physical coercion.

The trick, or skill if you like, was in knowing what psychological stress would work best. Pick the wrong one and you end up with a blithering idiot, or raving lunatic, or worse.

“I don’t think that will be a problem, but that’s not really what I was asking.”

I didn’t think Hodgson could look any more defeated, but I was wrong. His face slumped, he slouched in the chair, and he exhaled a deep breath before speaking again.

“The President would like to offer you… offer you a full pardon.” Hodgson winced noticeably.

“And?…” I prompted him to continue.

His fists balled up and his whole body shook, “And… and the sanctioning and protection of the US government for your work.”

And there it was.

I nodded, “Of course I’d want someone I know and trusted as my liaison and to lead my personal the detail.”

I was pretty sure Hodgson’s head was going explode, but somehow he kept it together.

“Of course. The President has asked me personally to ensure you have everything you need.”

I stood up and extended my hand across my desk, “Good. I’m glad we’re working on the same side now Director, and look forward to your personal attention to all of my needs.”

I wasn’t sure Hodgson was going to make it out of his chair, but he managed to get up and take my hand, even though it was a limp handshake from him at best.

I walked around my desk and guided him towards the door, he stopped just before it and turned to me.

“There is one other thing… a small matter I would like to discuss but outside the scope of my official capacity today if you don’t mind.” he asked in a small, hesitant voice.

I nodded, “Agent Dallas I presume?”

He didn’t look surprised, but just nodded.

“You know, she was quite good. Got through the first two security checks without an issue, spent three weeks on the island before my security staff caught on to her. Most impressive really, you well know how thorough I am about new people.”

He nodded, “Yes, we lost contact with her after three months… is she… is she dead?”

“Dead?!? Of course not! That’s not my style at all.” I replied incredulously, the waved him to start walking as we headed out of my office and down the hallway.

“No, once we’d identified her as one of yours, I took the opportunity to experiment a bit. I so seldom have enough time to try out new techniques. Most of my clients are very… time sensitive… for their work to be done, so I have little choice but to brute force things. Agent Dallas on the other hand, I could spend some time on.”

Hodgson winced again and shook his head.

“After we’d ID’d her, my security staff kept her limited to the non-sensitive parts of the island while I used a series of slow acting drugs, subliminal messages, and overt messaging, on her. It took about three months to fully kick in, so you probably lost contact with her near the end of that time, but I have to admit, I’m quite happy with the results.”

We arrived at the back of the building and I opened the doorway to a pool and spa area, which attached to the next building, where most of my work was done, as well.

There were a few people milling about, mostly staff, but a few of the people had been through the process and were just waiting to be returned to their old lives with new minds.

“In fact, she provided a lot of data for me and I’ve nearly perfected a new process that will be able to be used in the field. It will take months instead of days, but if a client doesn’t have a need for a quick turnaround, or can’t have the person being missed for a few days, well, it may be a great option for them.”

We walked half way around the pool until a stunning blonde in a pink bikini came into view, laying face down on a cot, her long hair pushed over to the side to ensure her back got all of the sun it could.

“Hey Angel, we have a guest.” I said and the blonde quickly got up on to her knees and rearranged her hair to flow down her back all the way to her ass.

“Oh my god, like, that’s super! giggle” Angel said and then gave her tits a shake.

It was the moment Hodgson heard her voice, even saying the silly things it did, that recognition crossed his face. His eyes widened and his jaw almost hit the deck. It wasn’t all that surprising, Angela had been an attractive brunette for sure, but over the last four months or so, Angel had transformed herself with makeup, exercise, and plastic surgery into a blow up sex doll.

“Angela!” he almost shouted out.

Angel crinkled her nose and soured, “Like, call me Angel baby… Angela is the name of a stuck up bitch! giggle“

She then slipped her leg from the cot and stood up, wiggling her ass over to where we were standing.

“Angel, this is Director Hodgson. He’s going to be around quite a bit from now on, so I want you to be very friendly to him.” I said.

“Like, I’m always friendly! giggle” she enthused and gave her tits another shake.

I chuckled and nodded, “That you are, that you are.”

“Please… Angela… snap out of it. Don’t you recognize me? It’s Reggie!” Hodgson’s voice crackled as he pleaded with Angel to no avail.

She rolled her eyes and shook her head, “Like, I don’t think so… but, like, let me totally check…”

Angel dropped down on her haunches, and with practiced fingers quickly undid Hodgson’s pants and pulled his dick out before wrapping her lips around it and sucking it into her mouth.

Hodgson was so stunned he froze in place, unable to even comprehend what was going on.

After just a single stroke up and down his shaft, Angel popped off the end of his dick and looked up at Hodgson with a big smile, “Like… nope! I’ve totally never sucked this cock before! giggle But, like, that’s ok, cause there’s totally a first time for everything!”

The she went back down on him and started bobbing back and forth as I took my leave.

I doubted I’d need to do much more to break Hodgson really, between the humiliation of having to effectively work for me, the guilt he’d feel for sending Agent Dallas to me and for the blowjob he was receiving now, let alone all of the times in the coming weeks she’d be taking advantage of him.

I could just put him through the standard process, a few hours drugged up and attached to the audio and visual stimulation equipment would likely do it, but I had him for as long as I wanted, so there was no reason to rush.

Besides, the more data I had on the new process the better and I was sure I could get Angel to wrap him around her little finger without even the subliminals.

I smiled and headed back to my office, there was work to be done. The government was going to be a big client and I was sure I was going to have to expand. That meant new staff, new facilities, and new security issues.