In the hands of another powerful nation, the 'Vulcan drug' alone could be used as a horrible weapon. Just imagining that possibility filled her with h...orror. Yet, that horror filled her with purposeful drive and ambition as well.Amy Stone had been with the MK-ULTRA Project for just over three years, ever since her career in the Air Force had ended. Her intellect had served her well in the Air Force, moving her quickly up the ranks to Captain. Her final posting had been as an Air Force General's. "Yes, Mistress," Chrissy responded. "Is there a particular purpose or task that I should be aware of?" Oooh, I knew that there was a reason I loved having you as a slave!" Becky said and dropped to her knees to hug and kiss a pleased looking Chrissy. "There are a few reasons. First, you are to be a present to my father, who I believe has not been with another woman since he met my mother. You are to please him, and show him what a nice present his wife gave to him. Second, my dear mother has. " Alright," Abby all but shouted. "Monica DeVries." No!" June stared at her confidante in shock. Soon, her mouth turned upward and she began to chuckle. By the time the chuckle turned into full-fledged guffaws, Abby had joined her laughter.After they wound down Abby took June's hand. "I can always count on you to get me out of a rotten mood. Thanks." Think nothing of it. Monica DeVries, huh? Who'd have thought it? Maybe you can introduce Monica to Kristin Strong?"That set the both of them off. Except, SPANK! SWAT! As hand met festive orange panty in a rain of spanks that were becoming more brisk and rapid. The effects on Bridget reached their peak; she whimpered under her breath. The masked Avenger stopped spanking her bottom. It was already cherry red and filled with health.She felt masculine fingernails dig into her butt crack. As the masked avenger grasped the waistband of her orange shiny panties and pulled them down revealing her pink skinned bottom. The cold air felt good on.