Lacey played with her long blonde hair as she sat on the patio trying to understand what was wrong with it.
Perhaps it was too long? No, she’d always been proud of her long hair… that wasn’t it.
Was it too thick? No, she’d always had problems getting it under control… that wasn’t it.
Was it the colour?
Her brow furrowed as she tried to remember her hair colour. Sure, it was black, she could see the roots that had started growing out again… but did she colour her hair?
Then a little shock crossed over her entire body, followed by a little wave of pleasure, before a giggle escaped her lips.
Like, of course she coloured her hair! She was a hot little blonde asian barbie doll, what other colour would her hair be?
She dropped the strands of her hair and pulled her sunglasses down before she grabbed hold of her titties and gave them a good firm squeeze.
Squeeing her tits always made everything better and it did this time too!
She leaned back and relaxed, played with her tits a bit more, and let her mind empty out of any thoughts that might still be lingering in it, and her fingers moved downwards to the space between her legs.
Barry looked out into the back yard and saw Lacey struggling with her thoughts, the app had alerted him to an building resistance event and he never miss the opportunity to watch it come over her if he could.
Suddenly her whole body jerked for a moment, the correction jolt of electricity that came from the implant wasn’t big, but being directly connected to the top of her spinal column gave it a big punch.
Then a giant smile crossed her lips as what he knew was a wave of pleasure caused by the implant hit her. A giggle and then the start of the masturbation cycle started. She’d be orgasming in five to ten minutes, soon after that she’d be coming to find him to offer herself up for use.
It was always such a turn on to see the bitch struggle and then lose once more to the implant.
Perhaps if she hadn’t threatened to destroy his reputation asd get him fired in the divorce he might have just let things go and take the hit to his finances, but her real mistake had been letting the company know what she’d planned to do.
The company didn’t take kindly to their irreplaceable researchers being threatened, and so when they offered to “make things better” with his wife if he signed a long term employment contract… well, he signed right away.
He pulled out his phone and opened the photo gallery, swiping back a year or two until he found a photo of his wife from before the implant and held it up in the air so that he could see it and his masturbating wife at the same time.
It was hard to tell they were the same person, the photo had her with long black hair, neatly tied up in a bun, plane makeup, thin lips, a set of steel framed glasses, a flat chest, and conservative clothing to say the least.
He smiled and then loaded up the app, finding the arousal slider and cranking it all the way before hitting apply and watching her body shake once more.
Putting his phone away he turned back towards the kitchen table and shook his head… no, he’d fucked her the other day on the kitchen table… where should he fuck her today?
A grin crossed his face as he headed towards his home office to clear off some of his desk to make sure nothing would get damaged.
