Rachel exited the building and got back into her car. She placed the two items into squad her purse and headed for home boob. She thought of nothing but obeying her new master boob...
She spent the rest squad of boob the day sitting alone in her room boob while boob the nanomachines began their task of boobsquad rebuilding her neural pathways. The whole boobsquad time her boobsquad dog was barking and scratching boob at her bedroom door. She ignored his whimpering and continued to sit there...Around 9:00 PM The nanomachines told boob her to boobsquad sleep. So she laid boob down on the bed and promptly fell asleep.
Now she had the boob task boobsquad of selecting which squad five girls to boob enslave. This was left up to boobsquad her and not the nanomachines. She saw one girl sitting in the front row boobsquad of the boob classroom. She had short chestnut brown hair. It was Amy jpg Hopkins boob, an 18 year old who gave Rachel nothing boobsquad but trouble ever boob since the boobsquad beginning of the school year. She walked up behind her and withdrew one of the hypodermic needles from boobsquad the case. Rachel squad smiled as she inserted the needle into the base squad of Amy's skull and injected jpg the contents of boob the needle into the back of her head.
Chapter two: Enslavement
"Welcome girls. I boob am boob your new boobsquad master now. You will obey me no matter what." The man said to the five girls. "Yes boobsquad master." They all replied in boob unison. "I boob have already fully enslaved squad your teacher. Now I will enslave each of boobsquad you jpg one by one." The boob man boob said to the five boob girls. He studied each one of them. They all boob were in good shape. He noticed the woman with the Chestnut brown hair was twitching slightly. He knew she was trying boobsquad to fight the nanomachines.
She discarded boob the clothes next to jpg her feet as she took boob them off. A minute or two boob later boobsquad she stood boob there naked boobsquad. Like Rachel this woman had a boob nice body boob on her. "What is your name, slave?" He asked her "My name is Amy..." she said in a monotone. "Amy? How old are you boob?" He asked her "I boobsquad am 18 years old boob master..." she said in the same monotone boobsquad.
"Twenty five minutes boob late with breakfast this morning!" he said to her "This is unacceptable squad Marcy boob!" he said as she continued to struggle boob. "It seems whipping boob no longer boob works for you...I guess I will have to try 'Other Methods'" he said as she boobsquad continued boobsquad to struggle. "Master! Please! I'm sorry! I didn boobsquad't mean to be late with breakfast! Please give me another boobsquad chance!" She said boob as tears streamed down her face. "You have been given three chances already! You have messed up one too many boob times and now you will pay!" the man boob said
He boob grabbed her by the hair and inserted the needle into the back of her head squad. She cried boob out and started boob convulsing wildly. After a minute or two she went limp and he injected boob her with a fresh batch of nanomachines.
He left Marcy boob alone in that small room and entered another small room next to boob Marcy's It looked just like jpg the other room but hanging suspended from the ceiling boobsquad was a boob short brunette. She was tied squad up in boob the same position that Marcy was But this woman was boob gagged. There were boob a couple of squad metal clamps attached to the lips of the woman's pussy. The clamps were connected to wires that ran to a small box with a dial on it boob sitting on the table. She was receiving electro shock punishment for her infraction. He removed the boob gag from the woman boob's mouth. "Hello Carol, refusing to clean Miranda's cage huh? Well you have another 8 hours of this as punishment." he said boob to her. "Master... Please turn it jpg off. It hurts." she said to him. "Like I said you have 8 hours to go...in fact lets boob plug your tits in as well." he said. He grabbed two boob more boobsquad clamps from the wooden cabinet and attached them to Carols nipples. He plugged them into boob that small box and turned the dial up on boob it.
Chapter three: Entrapment boob
Molly woke up around boob 9:00 AM. At boob first she was wondering why her alarm squad had not gone off but she soon remembered that it was Saturday boob. She usually boob spent her squad Saturdays either sitting at boob home or going out with her friends, but boobsquad today boob she had boob something more important to do. She was planning on going to the high school to look boob for clues boob. She went boob into boob the kitchen to make herself some breakfast. She noticed a slip of paper on boob the kitchen counter. She walked over to look at it. It was blank except for a little boob bit boob of boob handwriting near the bottom of it.
She took a look at the handwriting boobsquad, it looked like an address boob. She boob realized that jpg the boobsquad handwriting was Rachels handwriting. It said "2207 Gray Ave." on it. Molly tried to remember where she had seen boob that address before..."Of course." she said out boob loud. It was boob the abandoned factory near squad the high school. "She boob must boobsquad be there." Molly thought to herself boob. She made a quick breakfast and quickly gobbled it down. After she finished squad her boob breakfast she left the house and got jpg into her car and boob drove off.
"Nope. I'm sorry but I don't squad trust squad you. If I let you go the first place you would go is the police. we can't have boobsquad that now can we? Besides I can tell you will make a nice addition to my little collection..." He jpg said with an evil smile. Molly boobsquad looked at boob him with the most pleading look she could muster but it did little to affect boobsquad him. "Why? Why do you do this? Why are you doing this to innocent people boob?" she asked him.
The man paused for a second. "Why? Well First of all: women ARE NOT INNOCENT.. They are cold, evil, psychotic monsters. Second: I like doing what I do...It boobsquad's kind of my calling in life boobsquad... Third: Women are boob not people as far as I am concerned. They are a lower breed than man boob. They act like they should squad be treated like fucking gods or something like that. Well boobsquad I think that's total bullshit. Women need that spirit of theirs broken. They were put on this earth to bear children and serve boobsquad men...They need to be re taught boob their purpose in life. And I boob find that a good boob whipping as boobsquad well as nanotechnology boobsquad does the trick quite well." he said to her.
Chapter boobsquad four: A new plan
It was boob getting dark outside. The boobsquad man sat in an empty room watching the boobsquad fireplace. The fire was boobsquad starting to boob burn low but he made no effort to revive it. The mansion boobsquad was totally empty except for him and a boob few slaves. A boob woman entered the room boob. He turned to see who it was. She was a tall attractive woman with long blonde hair. "Hello Angela." the man said to the jpg woman "Master? What's wrong boob?" she asked him. "Nothing boob...I'm fine." he said boob to her. She approached him with a concerned look on her face. "You sound like something's wrong." she said to him. "No. I boobsquad'm fine." he said to her boobsquad. He looked at her and remembered back to the boobsquad day he had found boobsquad her.
It was 12 jpg years ago. He had been a scientist back boob then. He had been boob working on different projects boob when boobsquad he stumbled across the nanotechnology. Angela was his lab assistant at the time. He had boob known she had had a big crush on him boob back then, so he thought she was the boob perfect one to try out squad his boobsquad experiment on. It didn squad't boob take him long to figure out that Angela was not brainwashed, but she boobsquad obeyed him like she was. He had perfected his nanomachines but for some reason he boob had never injected Angela with any. He watched as boobsquad she walked over to jpg the jpg fireplace to tend to the fire. "No, just let it boob burn out." he boobsquad said to her. "Yes master." she said.
"Didn squad't you know boobsquad that curiosity killed the cat? You should have known jpg better than to follow one of my moving vans here." He said boobsquad to the woman boobsquad. He walked over to a cabinet and pulled out jpg a boobsquad strange jpg box boob. There were boobsquad wires running from it to boobsquad what looked like a large ring. "This machine boob is designed for interrogation. I will ask you boob a boob question and it will probe your boobsquad mind for the correct answer. I will be asking you some boob questions and if you try to resist boob the machine it will punish you." he boob said as he slipped the boob ring around squad her head. He turned on the machine. "Right now it is set at level one . You boob don't want a boob higher setting believe boob me. But if you resist I will increase the intensity tenfold." He said to her.
"Hi. My names Jodie. what's your name?" asked one woman. "...My names Jennifer squad." said another boobsquad. "How long boob have you been boob living here?" asked Jodie. "Only 5 days." said Jennifer. Jodie jpg looked at her and noticed something odd sticking out of her purse. "Hey Jennifer. what's that?" Jodie asked her. Jennifer squad pulled something that looked boob like a toy gun out of her boob purse boobsquad. She pulled boobsquad the trigger on it and Jodie felt a prick on her thigh. There was a strange dart sticking out boobsquad of her boobsquad pants. "What the fuck is thissssss boob..."Jodie said boobsquad. Jennifer watched boobsquad as boob her eyes went unfocused. She soon stood at attention like a boob soldier. "Master Will like boob you." Jennifer said as boobsquad she led her into her apartment. She made her sit down on the couch and told her to wait there. "Yes..." Jodie said. Jennifer left the apartment. "One down, four to go squad." She thought to herself.
Jennifer had just boob enslaved her third woman. She was a young brunette and very pretty. "Master will boob like you." she said to squad the brunette. She now had three women enslaved. She needed two more boob. Questions squad were already starting to come up about the wareabouts of the three women. Jennifer knew it wouldn't be long before police would be looking for them. She had to finish the mission as soon as boobsquad possible. She reloaded her dart gun and left boob the apartment.
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