The Ransom of Redhead, Chapter Four

It was the annual electronics industry showcase, where the biggest names in the computer, entertainment and software businesses displayed their forthcoming products to the world.

At the Cooper Enterprises' display, Selena and Mary Ellen Cooper greeted visitors, dressed in enticing black leather business suits, with extremely short skirts, six-inch heels, and just lacy camisoles under their jackets. As they smiled at the various male visitors, they handed out special lapel pins and touted a big announcement at two o'clock.

At two o'clock, a new figure took the stage at Cooper Enterprises.
Her coppery red hair was set off by the large glowing earrings she wore, and her makeup was dark, dramatic, and almost fetishistic in its intensity. That was fitting, since Connie "Redhead" Cooper's outfit was decidedly in the kinky tradition--a form-fitting blue latex mini-dress that hugged her every curve and ended a full seven inches above her knees. Her arms were covered in matching elbow-length gloves. Her legs were sheathed in dark nylons and were perched on pumps in matching blue with two-inch platforms and eight-inch heels. As usual, her eyes glowed with the same violet as her earrings.

She stood next to a console that resembled a cross between a computer keyboard and a wireless network connector. As she smiled and strode around the stage, many of the men in the audience felt a surge in their arousal.

Selena's voice came from offstage: "Ladies and gentlemen, today Cooper Enterprises enters the brave new world of complete computer control. Our lovely model, Connie, is completely enthralled to the control of our new system, so completely under its spell that she now responds to voice commands.

"Connie Redhead, lick your lips." Her pink tongue moved sensuously over her dark red mouth.

"Connie Redhead, sit and cross your legs." She sat at the chair by the console and sexily moved her left leg over her right. Most of the men craned their necks for a better view.

"Connie Redhead, flash your panties!" The crowd laughed--men and women both--as she pulled up her skirt to show off her matching latex panties. Only a few noticed the unusual bulge.

"Very good. Now, Connie Redhead, go to the console and summon your assistants." She turned to the keyboard and typed a few short words. The lights on the console glowed and then footsteps could be heard from stage left.

They walked in in a straight line: Bonnie, Geri, and Audrey. Dressed identically, they wore white midriff-baring tops with the Cooper logo over the left breast, white and gold wraparound skirts that very nearly exposed their crotches, and gold pumps with six-inch heels. Each had jewels like Connie Redhead's in their outfits--Bonnie's on a bracelet, Geri's in her earrings, Audrey's on an ankle bracelet. Like Connie, their makeup was dark and dramatic, and their eyes matched their glowing jewels.

"Connie Redhead, have them dance for us." Some more typing, and then the three lovelies began to bump and grind to a rhythm only they could hear.

"Perhaps something a little kinkier--let's see Bonnie and Geri make out while Audrey gets excited watching." In a moment, Bonnie and Geri were locked in a deep, sensuous kiss, hands roaming over each other's bodies, while Audrey rubbed her own crotch in arousal. Most of the men in the audience were smiling; the women were either puzzled or annoyed.

"Enough of that. Time for the final demonstration. Connie Redhead, full control!" Connie pushed a single button, and the jewels on the trio's outfits grew white-bright, as they froze into an upright position.

Simultaneously, tiny jewels in the lapel pins worn by the male audience members also glowed, their eyes glazed in a violet haze, and they also froze into position. The women in the audience gaped in awe.

Now, Selena stepped out onto the stage. "Ladies, this is the beginning of a revolution. Any woman who wants to control the men in her life now has that ability...provided she can deal with a simpering, submissive sissy for a mate." The smiles on the faces of most of the women indicated that was something they could handle.

Selena grinned. The ransom was fully paid.


THE END