What did he say?
Pepper looked at Manute, standing opposite her and Hand, arms crossed behind his back, a slight smile on his lips.
Mr. Fink’s assistant had said something to them after they entered the elevator about where they were going.
But she couldn’t remember what it was.
Her brain felt numb, clouded over.
The cloudiness happened suddenly, overtaking her senses with frightening quickness.
Yet she wasn’t afraid…
She felt good and soft and tingling.
The increasing numbness didn’t bother her; it was comforting, a warm cloud of pink cotton candy sweetness.
Her body loosened and she began to sway.
A Strong hand firmly gripped her shoulder steadying her.
It was Manute. He’s strong Pepper thought and kind of hot.
And then she was turned on. An expression of naked lust came over her as she watched Manute return his hand behind his back, that slight smile never wavering.
Bet he’s like hung and stuff. Pepper giggled to herself.
What a funny thing to think she thought. She giggled again and glanced over to Victoria Hand.
Her body guard was slumped against the elevator wall, eyes screwed shut in pleasure.
With one hand Victoria braced herself against the elevator, with the other—Ohoh
giggled Pepper—she had slid under her shirt and was softly massaging her breasts.
Suddenly Hand let out a small satisfied moan and began to giggle.
She yanked the busy hand away from her body, tearing the front of her blouse open revealing a black spandex sports bra contained chest.
Pepper began to giggle.
Her mind was molasses—sweet and sugary and slow. There was just enough sense left for Pepper to dimly realize she had to do something.
Pepper moved to help Ms. Hand but she tripped and landed face first in the valley Victoria’s cleavage.
The two women giggled and gasped, they wrapped their arms around each other and slipped to the floor in a state of pure bliss.
The very first thing Manute had done after ushering Pepper Potts and Victoria Hand into the elevator was press the camouflaged button located beneath the main control panel.
Immediately an odorless and colorless mixture of Bimbotech’s ‘Happy-Gas’ was pumped slowly through the vents into the small enclosed space.
The Happy Gas produced an overwhelming euphoric state of dumb joy.
Its effects were immediate and absolute. Manute watched in satisfaction as the two women were completely overwhelmed by the potent narcotic before they even knew what hit them.
The elevator stopped, the doors opened and the four men in white BTI uniforms filed in.
As the men with practiced efficiency got to work prying the two apart, Manute took a moment to step back and admire Pepper Potts.
He was a sucker for sweet-faced red heads and loved it more when they became cock-starved Bimbo sluts.
The uniformed men, two on either side, led both Pepper Potts and Victoria Hand out of the elevator deep into the Bowels of Bimbotech and Manute followed close behind.