skip forward to tonight where you retire to your room with Maxine and Victoria. on your way to your room you, Maxine and Victoria encounter Tina who makes a crude comment drawing chuckles from the three of you. in the after sex cuddles you admit to Maxine and Victoria that you've subconsciously made them your unofficial second in command. you then mention this won't ever be an actual position because you view those you have put in the servant classification as family, this statement cause them to snuggle deeper into you, which includes everyone living in the mansion except the bullies now and in the future, Maxine or Victoria ask about the collective members that don't have their individuality and you mention that since they are part of the prime unit's collective they are included as family. those effected by the police condition as their own classification you decide would be called police sluts, which Maxine mentions the police sluts would take pride in the name, those that are transformed because they are useful are set as slaves and you honestly don't care about them as such the slaves report directly to whichever servant has need of them, and finally the useless cumdump class which only has those who are or will be giving the same treatment as Heather. you then send a delayed text to Melissa set for the morning to have her make it so the police slut cadet uniform is topless and the graduation ceremony is to have the cadet's new station caption finger the cadet to orgasm while the cadet stands at attention in front of the entire station before handing them the official police uniform. you then fall asleep and then wake to find out what the randomizer has decided for the topless decree
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Hours pass as you attend to various matters around the mansion, reviewing renovation plans for the new medical wing and approving the final touches on tomorrow's ceremony. As night falls, you make your way toward your master suite with Maxine and Victoria walking beside you.
The corridors are dimly lit, casting dramatic shadows across Victoria's immaculate features and highlighting the curves of Maxine's impressive cleavage, both women still adhering to your topless decree. Their skin glows with a subtle sheen in the ambient lighting.
"Looking forward to testing those new hot spring stones tomorrow," Victoria mentions, her platinum blonde hair cascading over her bare shoulders. "Rebecca says they contain 24% more transformation energy than the prototypes."
"And I've almost finished calibrating the memory triggers for Caroline," Maxine adds with satisfaction. "The emotional resonance will be delicious."
As you turn the corner, you encounter Tina leaning against the wall, her punk aesthetic even more pronounced in the evening shadows. Her multiple piercings catch the light as she straightens at the sight of you.
"Damn, it's like a fucking threesome of power walking down the hall," she remarks with a smirk, eyeing your group appreciatively. "Save some of that energy for the rest of us mere mortals, yeah?"
You chuckle at her crude observation, Maxine and Victoria joining in as you continue past. Tina gives a mock salute before sauntering off toward the garage wing.
Once inside your expansive suite, passion quickly takes over. The details of your encounter blur into a symphony of moans, commanding words, and eager submission from your two most prized servants. Victoria's business acumen translates to methodical attention to your pleasure, while Maxine's scientific precision finds every sensitive spot with unerring accuracy.
Afterward, you lie in the center of your enormous bed, Victoria curled against your left side while Maxine nestles against your right. The satin sheets cool your heated skin as you absently stroke Victoria's platinum hair.
"I've realized something," you say into the comfortable silence. "I've subconsciously made you two my unofficial second-in-command."
Victoria lifts her head slightly. "Is that going to become official, Mistress?"
You shake your head. "No, there won't ever be an actual position like that. Everyone living in the mansion—except the bullies, of course—they're family to me. Not just servants."
The declaration makes both women snuggle deeper against your body, their bare breasts pressing against your skin with renewed affection.
"What about the collective members?" Maxine asks, tracing patterns on your abdomen. "Some don't retain their individuality."
"They're still family," you clarify. "Since they're part of their prime unit's collective, they're included."
You stare thoughtfully at the ceiling. "I've been thinking about classifications, actually. Those affected by the police condition—they're their own thing. I'm going to call them police sluts."
Maxine chuckles. "They'll take pride in the name, you know. The transformation ensures it."
"Exactly. Then there are those transformed because they're useful—they're slaves. I honestly don't care about them beyond their function. They'll report directly to whichever servant needs them."
Victoria nods against your shoulder. "Efficient."
"And finally," you continue, "the useless cumdump class. That's just for those who are—or will be—getting the Heather treatment."
You reach for your phone on the nightstand and compose a text to Melissa: "Morning directive: Police slut cadet uniform to be topless. Graduation ceremony to include station captain fingering cadet to orgasm while standing at attention before entire station. Only then will they receive official uniform."
You set it to deliver in the morning and drop your phone back on the nightstand, pulling both women closer as sleep claims you.
You wake to the sound of your phone chiming with a notification. Blinking away sleep, you reach for it to check what the randomizer has decreed for today's topless mandate.