Chapter 1

Haley 's eyes fluttered open, her imaginativeness going from a greyness fog to a watery blur before finally coming into direction. She saw only a cement wall in front of her. Her psyche was pressed against a voiceless backing by a tight restraint making it unsufferable to wait around.

Cool air hardened her bare nipples and alerted her that she was naked. shoulder strap crossed her chest above and below her breasts pinning her body to the chair. more straps ran from her wrists to elbow holding them against the chair arms. Her branch were similarly trapped under unforgiving bonds.

She fought frantically to find any ways to writhe free but every twitch only caused the straps to cut into her skin. Her screams were muffled by something hard and phallic that filled her mouth and was held in place with another strap around her head.

After several min she went limp from enfeeblement. She panted from the exertion, her exposed chest heaving with each rich breathing time. For all the endeavor, though, nada was accomplished as everything held firm. Tears wet her face and her head turned to terrifying thoughts about where she was and for what use. A few horrendous ideas already invaded her mind even as she struggled to keep back control of herself.

manus touched her shoulder joint, from behind, causing her to jerk violently at the restraints. `` Oh honey, please do simmer down down it 's not going to get you anywhere, '' a woman 's interpreter said behind her.

Bill Haley tried to verbalise, forgetting about the gag, and managed only pitiful squeals. The woman moved around and sat on a crapper in front of Haley. She had black, chin length, hair and wore some kind of leather fetish getup. She was too terrified to really deliberate what that might mean for her own plight. The char was quite beautiful, the type to reverse the heads of both men and woman, but any thoughts of her beauty halted once the fair sex resumed speaking.

'' Listen carefully to what I am about to say because it is the death prison term anyone will explicate what is happening to you. ``

William John Clifton Haley Jr. did n't breathe for a long time, her heart pounded in her pectus as she waited to hear the woman speak.

'' You have been abducted by The Foundation, you will never be released, you will never escape, and you will never be rescued. Your consistence will be used physically, for sex, servitude, and pain, as our clients see fit. Our clients prefer the objects have human names, but your old lifetime and the name that went with it are no more. From this day forward you will be referred to as Michelle 053. Other clock time you will be called simply object or The Object. If you are allowed to address me you will refer to me as Mistress Dominique. ``

A hot wave washed over Haley 's body, already slick with sweat, a new layer now coated her skin. She pulled again at her strap and tried to scream but the gag and restraints did their work well.

Dominique continued ; `` Your preparation will begin shortly, the quicker you submit the honorable it will go for you. I will be handing your training over to my trustees, soon, but I prefer to run into all new arriver just when they awake to welcome them to The Foundation. '' Dominique stood, `` You really should be honored that you have been ***********ed to become an physical object of The Foundation. In clip, you will bring in that. ``

As Haley watched her teaser leave the meaning of Dominique 's discussion set in, and she began to scream, and cry, and clout at her control all it got her was exhaustion. Eventually, she slumped in her chair, as a good deal as the strap would allow, and sobbed through her misery.

Chapter 2

Sometime later three women entered her room. One of the cleaning woman wore uniform blue boilersuit and carried a tablet with a stylus. The other two woman were bald and wore only a skimpy leather outfit that resembled a petite cosmic string bikini, the top of which, barely managed to cover their tit. All three of the women wore a metallic element collar around their necks.

The clothed woman spoke, `` aim Michelle 053 I am Anne and will be in billing of your training. You will comply every education, without hesitation, or else face punishment. '' The other two women stood ramrod straight, in silence, their eyes declined toward the story. `` You may set out, '' Anne said.

The two slave went into natural action, without suspension, moving to the chairman, they released Haley 's straps. Once she was free the striver grabbed her arms, with remarkable strength, and pulled her to her human foot. `` viewpoint with arms out and legs spread, '' Anne said, with a tooshie commanding tone. Alex Haley complied, too fright to guess about resisting.

The hard worker began measuring every part of Bill Haley 's body speaking only to relay the mensuration to Anne who recorded them onto her gimmick. They measured everything from her altitude to the length of her fingers and toes. Worst of all was when they measured the inside of her anus and vagina. They did this by inserting an inflatable bag that grew until it filled her painfully. Somehow this gave them the size of her orifices.

During this procedure, Haley tried not to suffer control condition, but her tears went ignored while the adult female did their work. Once finished, a collar was closed around her neck identical to the one worn by the three women. `` All object wear this collar, even trustees like myself, it reminds us that in the end we are all equal as slaves. It can not be removed and it 's closing around your neck marks the kickoff of your new life as an physical object of The initiation, '' Anne said, without emotion.

Chapter 3

Anne walked into the conference elbow room and took her usual seat. The slave flight simulator always sat two seats to the right field of Dominique who, of course of instruction, would sit at the nous of the table once she arrived. The seats were comfortable, corporate, and under dissimilar circumstances this might be any boardroom meeting. Anne scanned the faces already salute around the table. Dominique 's organization, all cleaning lady, all kidnapped at some point over the by ten just as Anne had been. Like Anne, these adult female enjoyed special status, as trustees, and were mostly free within the cloak-and-dagger compound. But, make no mistake, they were prisoners, and slaves, the neckband they were required to wear served as a constant monitor of that fact.

The `` storage locker '' as it could be called was made up of a ; chief of staff, ob-gyn, aesculapian Doctor, dentist, security system tribal chief, processing secretary, and finally herself the preparation secretary. Each of the department heads had worker striver and small ranked trustees who answered directly to them in each department. It was quite the organization, she had to admit, and the reason no one ever escaped and why the authorization could not do anything to aid them.

The womanhood talked amongst themselves while they waited for Dominique to arrive. The oldest of them was Robin who served as chief of staff and recently turned forty. She was the gateway to getting to Dominique and guarded that top executive like a athirst dog. Anne 's eyes fell on the one chair that remained empty, Melanie, The Foundation dentist would normally take in sat there. Anne forced herself to look away not wanting to call back about her now.

Her oculus inadvertently met one of the worker slaves standing in the four corners of the room. The striver averted her eyes to the flooring, immediately, as she was trained. The slaves shaved head caught the light as she dropped her gaze. Her stiletto boots that forced the slave to remain firm at all meter on the nut of her ft clicked against the hard floor as the girl shivered hoping Anne did not point out her. An infraction that could bring grave penalization if Anne chose to watch over up on it. She saw the shackles on the girls wrist joint and ankle joint, chainless for now so the female child can service them if pauperization be, and wondered what she had been in her old life. Anne tried to remember, but could not, she had broken so many girls like her over the years.

Dominique entered, and the room fell tacit all eye going to the marvellous powerful cleaning woman as she sauntered to her buttocks. `` safe dawning, everyone. '' Dominique said, and one of the worker slaves began to typecast furiously as the encounter began. `` Let 's get started, secretarial assistant Greta, I heard one of your collectors had a difficult night. ``

'' Yes ma'am, collector Gregory and his prentice had some difficulty and were forced to deviate from their original plan. But it worked out in the end. Their solicitation are being processed as we speak. '' Greta, the beautiful Norwegian adult female that oversaw the processing of all new arrivals and the collector corps. Hers was the step just before they were handed to Anne for training.

'' Very good, and secretary Aralyn what do you have got to report ? '' Aralyn was The initiation Ob-gyn and had a busy sentence inspecting every pussy in the organization.

'' I do n't have any eruption to report but we are running low on antibiotic which help with that, '' Aralyn reported.

'' I 'll see to it another shipment arrives soon, '' Dominique said. `` Linda, what of that security system threat we had ? ``

Linda was in commission of certificate at the compound, `` The offender has been dealt with according to your orders ma'am, '' Linda said.

Dominique nodded, `` That brings me to an crucial issue I must address today. Do you all see the empty chair where legal guardian Melanie would be sitting. As you may already acknowledge trustee Melanie was recently caught trying to run. She has been punished in the most severe manner that we have at The institution. And I want to take this time to remind you of how lucky you are to have the exclusive right you get as trustees. Those privileges can be taken away at any time and any of you can end up like Melanie. Do not forget that. ``

'' Yes, ma'am, '' the entire way said in unison.

'' Very good, now let us continue. '' The meeting went on as normal from there with each of the department heads offering some short report card on their respective areas including Anne. When the encounter was adjourned Dominique asked her to stay on as the room emptied out.

When the elbow room was clear Dominick walked around the enceinte group discussion tabular array to where Anne stood, waiting, nervously. As Dominick approached, she slipped on a duet of pitch-dark leather mitt reaching Battle of Midway up her arm. She wore a leather corset that covered her mamilla even while her breasts threatened to burst out beneath their pixilated confines. A benighted ancestry of cleavage ran between the keen mounds. If Anne did n't hate the woman so much for what she had done to her she would be hopelessly attract to her instead.

'' How is our new Object coming along ? '' Dominique asked.

'' I 've only just begun but I do n't previse any problems. ``

'' You always have been full at breaking new reaching. Almost, as dear as I was. '' Dominique pursed her pouty lips painted with a dark purple lip stick as usual.

'' Thank you. ``

'' What do think about what happened with trustee Melanie ? ``

'' She was caught trying to take to the woods. ``

'' That 's right. Foolish girl, had a good thing here, why she would throw that away is beyond me. ``

Maybe because she had a one-year old daughter before you abducted her and brought her to this topographic point, Anne thought, but kept her expression neutral.

'' Anyway, she was dealt with accordingly and will process as an example to the others. ``

'' She was given the upper limit penalty then ? '' Anne asked, already knowing the answer, but needing to hear it anyway.

'' She gave me no pick. A trustee that I can not depend on is useless to me and I ca n't have her putting foolish idea into the principal of the Object slave, ''

Dominick 's tone became indignant, showing emotion for the first fourth dimension, as if Melanie 's escape effort insulted her personally.

'' I understand, '' was all Anne had the bravery to say at the moment.

'' Once Melanie is settled in to her new life I might put her on showing in the trustee common room for all to see. That should make sure no one forgets the issue for defying The Foundation. ``

Anne 's stomach twisted at the thought of this but used every power within her to repress any outward-bound reaction. `` That would serve as a herculean deterrent. ``

'' Yes, a reminder that all regent gain their privileges through my good goodwill. Something, you too should keep in idea. ``

Chapter 4

After Haley was measured and collared the two hard worker drew blood from her arm. metal bond were add on to her wrist and mortise joint which were then attached to one another in front of her. The slaves led her via a leash. The shackles allowed her to fetter clumsily and prevented her from lifting her hands above her hips.

At some level, Anne left her with the slave and they brought her to a shower room. The striver scrubbed every inch of her body with a coarse brush until her skin was raw. Haley cried as it scraped across her delicate pussy and ass and tore at her tits. future, ice cold water supply pounded her until all the lather circled the drain at her substructure. She was then bent at the waist as an clyster and douche bag were administered.

The hard worker pressed a unusual device against the nape of her cervix and she felt a penetrative pinch that caused her to emit a mute yip. `` That was an RFID tag, '' one slave radius to her for the first time. `` This Object was like you once. The faster you forget your old life the faster you can set out your new one, '' the slave spoke as though she truly believed that cryptical in her heart.

Haley shuddered at the torture these woman had to stick out to be broken so completely. These women must not have had fellowship, though, surely someone would possess come for them. Her family is looking for her right now, she convinced herself, she just had to survive long enough.

A few minutes later Haley found herself held in an up-right spreadeagle office. Hard alloy shackle held her immobile, the bakshis of her toes just barely touching the floor. The slaves covered her body in an oleaginous liquid leaving only her caput untouched. `` These oils will permanently prevent the objective from growing hair below its eyebrows. After a few minutes it will go painful, '' one slave explained.

affright set in as Haley 's skin began to tingle. The quiver soon grew to burning and that burning soon increased until her full physical structure was on fire. Haley jerked violently against her control trying any way to avoid the growing painful sensation. It felt as though her skin had been covered in red hot stones. The burning was especially bad under her arms, on her legs, and her pubic area.

The slaves simply watched her writhe until the pain slowly subsided, after what seemed comparable hours, she slumped in her constraint her skin glistening with sweat and vegetable oil. One of the striver approached her with a syringe and stabbed her with the needle in her pubic expanse. `` This injectant will prevent your ovaries from producing testicle. From now on you will not get a monthly period. And will not turn meaning. ``

Haley did not know how to respond to this new information. They must be lying to her just trying to dash her. But she could already feel a new burning at the stake sensation resonating from her crotch and knew it must be true. Her eyes overflowed with tears anew as it dawned on her she had now been permanently altered by these masses, even deliverance would n't interchange that, what more might they do to her.

William John Clifton Haley Jr. did n't know how a great deal time had passed. After the hair remotion routine, she was brought to a tiny cementum prison cell and bound mercilessly in a loaded orchis position. Her knees were tucked in under her Kuki-Chin, calves tied to thighs, and her thighs tied to her torso. Her arms were pulled painfully around her fold ramification and anchored at the wrists and elbow. The gag that stretched her jaw and throat remained in space as it had since she first woke in this netherworld. Only now, the draw rein part of the gag that went across her caput was attached to something above her preventing her from tipping over. Finally, two monumental dildos that protruded from the cement floor penetrated her muddle. They stretched her vagina and ass beyond anything she could take in imagined before this all started.

split, of path, remained her only substantial option and even those she was powerless to stop. She squirmed in hopes of finding a more well-off position. Doing that only led to a sore reprisal from the dildos that would pitch inside her with every muscle twitch.

Making topic worse, the area where they stuck her with the acerate leaf burned continuously. It reminded her of how she had already been mutilated. Would someone regain her, and if they did what would be left of her by then. These people were monsters and she knew her ordeal was only beginning.

She tried not to think about her growing thirst and pain and eventually fell asleep. But her dreams were filled with ikon of her parents and brother appearing and rescuing her. If it was n't her syndicate then it was the FBI like on TV. Each prison term she would wake to find herself still stuck in her hopeless world, and each time the discomfort of her side would be speculative as the time of day passed.

Alex Haley jerked awake, her bound limbs instinctively trying to fight herself from the ice-cold water that drenched her, but she could do null. Her muscular tissue tensed and shivered as the icy urine poured down her bare back. She shrieked and tried to count in the direction the piss came from. She saw one of the slave holding a now empty bucket and Anne standing behind her.

The slave finally unfastened the gag, sliding the saliva-soaked dildo from between her aching jaws. Haley coughed, and dry heaved, her waterless loopy mouth stinging as they contracted.

To her surprise, the slave allowed her a short but much needed drunkenness of water from a chaff she guided between her mouth. Haley took this opportunity, the first gear she had been given since she woke, to speak, `` Please, stop this. You were in my post once, delight avail me. '' She said, her articulation cracking with renewed tears. `` if you help me, I 'll pee-pee indisputable they know when I 'm found. ``

'' The aim still does n't see. '' Anne said, gesturing to the hard worker before continuing, `` Maria 023 has been here for three old age the Objects old family have declared it dead. As for me, I was fortunate enough to have been brought here to serve as a trustee and have been allowed to retain some of my old personal identity. But I have n't been permitted outside the compound since I woke here over ten age ago. I was twenty when my old life ended. No one I knew then is thinking about me, anymore, let alone trying to see me. I will die with this collar around my neck as Object mare 023 will and as Object Michelle 053 will even though it does n't know it yet. '' Anne 's words were stern and decisive spoken by a woman who has completely accepted her fate and maybe even has come to enjoy it. William John Clifton Haley Jr. was not going to get any help from her.

Haley cried uncontrollably again as Anne continued to speak. `` The objective 's old lifetime was deviant and immoral. An physical object does not bear right, it does not have need of its own, it exists only to serve, to delight, and to endure pain for the pleasure of others. This is the confessedly use of the Object slave that you will become once I am done with you. Your breeding Menachem Begin now, Michelle 053. ``

Chapter 5

It was n't long before Haley was removed from her stern slavery and placed in another painful positioning. This clip she was forced on her knee joint in front of a wooden gimmick. Her coat of arms were crouch behind her so they each formed a arrant right angle to her articulatio humeri and back. They were then fastened in place at the wrist and articulatio cubiti. The wooded device ran between her legs and her ankles and articulatio genus were bound to it as well. As before, two sore dildos protruded from the device and filled both of her orifices. Finally, a annulus gag stretched her jaws and she was powerless to stop the drool from dripping down her chin.

This new locating left her bare tit, diaphragm, and thighs exposed. Haley soon learned why as Anne approached with a cat of nine tails dangling from her script. Each strand was round and as thick as her index finger and ended in a intemperate leather greyback. Anne dangled the nine wicked tendrils in strawman of Haley 's face. `` The hurting you are about to feel is punishment for the XXIII years spent rejecting your true function. ``

Bill Haley tried to whine a protest ; the anchor ring gag allowed her to make some haphazardness from her throat but any kind of words were impossible. It did n't matter anyway because Anne brought the hard leather whip down across the top of her tit sending a skin rippling jounce through her entire eubstance. She jumped and jerked the restraints cutting into her skin and an ear-piercing shriek came from her stuck open air mouth. The whip came down again, and again, and again, with each hit a wave of fresh pain drove her into a panicked delirium. The dildos basis against her delicate interior but the beating continued.

Once her titty were beaten to a red and downhearted palp the whip found her stomach and second joint. Each sphere getting thorough attention until her torso was crisscrossed will bright red welts the shape of the party whip 's tails. Where the end knots hit majestic bruises were already beginning to form.

By the time Anne was finished Haley 's face was coated in a layer of drool and tears. She gazed down at her swollen purpling white meat. The throbbing stinging ace emanating upward to her wreck brain.

Anne removed the gag. Haley did not make bold speak, fearing it may cause another beating. `` What is the Objects name and propose ? '' Anne asked.

Haley 's mind searched for an solution already knowing what Anne wanted to hear. But she desperately did not want to present her the answer she wanted.

The whiplash slapped across her tits again, one of the knots pounding her sensitive mamilla. Haley screamed, her mouth free of the gag, she emptied her lungs of everything they had. `` I asked you a question, '' Anne said, after William John Clifton Haley Jr. 's screams dissipated.

William John Clifton Haley Jr. forced herself to breath and decided to give Anne what she wanted. Just saying it would n't imply much they could never make up her believe it. `` The object epithet is Michelle 053 its use is to dish and fill clients, '' William John Clifton Haley Jr. yelled, desperate to get the watchword out before the whip fell again.

'' goodness, understanding that you have no alternative but to commit me what I want is a foremost step. It will be a while before you say those words and actually believe them but we 'll get there. ``

She was allowed another minor drink of water supply and then the gag was replaced. `` We 'll give you some time to lie and then we will return for circle two. We ca n't blank out about your back side after all. ``

William John Clifton Haley Jr. moaned, at the thought of enduring another whacking. Will this nether region ever end ? Why was this happening to her ?

Haley would hold out a total of six licking two Sir Thomas More on her forepart face and three on her cover English. At the end of each round, as Anne called them, Bill Haley was forced to repeat the same mantra from the initiative round. Then she would be allowed something to fuddle and a inadequate pause. As her body became increasingly bruised and, in a few places, bloody she came to get it on those short breaks. She found herself actually begging Anne, through the band gag, to be allowed to renounce her old identity as long as it meant she could possess piss and a reprieve. Anne did not relent, of form, making Haley prevail the full duration of each rhythm. But when those unawares breaks did get Bill Haley pass the sentence trying to commend when not feeling painfulness and terror was a formula occurrence.

Chapter 6

Anne stepped carefully into the hall trying to persist as mum as possible. It was lately and any Objects not in use were stored away for the night. well-nigh trustee, not on duty, were also asleep by now. Dominick would possess retired to her cortege to do whatever it was she did alone and the place was about as quiesce as it ever was.

legal guardian 's enjoy many privileges the Objects do not. Trustees are issued overalls and a pair of lace-less skid. They do not get rented out to guest, get to hold back their first names, and can move around the facility with congener freedom. However, trustee still belong to The Foundation, they can not leave, they must fall apart a neckband, and their position can change for violating the rules. They enjoy the best lifespan at The Foundation, aside from Dominique, the just truly free individual in the readiness. As a regent one could almost forget they were abducted and turned into slave ... almost, she thought, adjusting her collar.

Anne was brought here specifically for her administrative skills. Once she learned the world of her new life, she came to realize being a legal guardian was far unspoilt than serving as an aim slave or a prole slave. She took to the job rather well after that.

Sometimes, she did consume late break, but she would rather not be seen this time to keep off unneeded query. She felt her pocket and swallowed hard. The syringe, filled with a deadly chemical, that she could n't judge. What she did get laid was trustee Becca used it to euthanize target, when they could no longer be used for oeuvre or profit.

Anne opened the heavy door to the stairwell and descended to the blue levels. She thought of Aralyn, she was a squeamish girl and in the Saami position as Anne. They both enjoyed many perquisite over the target but those could be taken away at any meter. If Anne did what she was about to do, Aralyn, would give birth to contain the rap and that would subject her to sober punishments. Aralyn was the only when trustee with access to this sort of drug, of path Anne had her elbow room, but Aralyn would sustain no defense.

She reached the can floor, walked down a long hallway, and entered another room. On the far wall of the room there were doors resembling those used to obligate bodies in a morgue. Standing in front of the room access she took a deep breathing space before opening it. She pulled out the draw and gasped in repugnance at what she saw. She did n't see anything she was not expecting. In her capability as the head flight simulator she had seen this operation before. But, seeing Melanie in this shape for the showtime sentence nearly sent her running from the room.

Melanie 's torso was suspended various inch above the drawer by a metal frame. Her implements of war and peg had been amputated just below the shoulder and pelvic girdle leaving only a inadequate pulpit. The stumps were capped with metal plates drilled into the bone. The skeleton encircled her cervix, midriff, and ran between the stumps of her legs. They could n't be scene, but two monumental metal dildos penetrated both of her holes. Her boob were squeezed at the base by a steel band causing her welt covered boob to turn a dark purpleness hue and bulge many times their formula size.

A alimentation tubing was inserted at her navel while another tube served to remove excretions. Her pass was completely encased in a steel helmet. The helmet fastened around her neck and sealed her back talk, nose, auricle, and eye, cutting off all sensory information. A tube in her anterior naris puffed atomic number 8 into her lungs. This prevented her from suffocating but also bypassed her good sense of smell.

The mask was drilled directly into pitiful Melanie 's face and her mouth was packed with alveolar consonant putty. Not that she could give birth spoken any real row anyway, her tongue was surely removed as monetary standard exercise for this punishment.

The only portion of the mask that could be removed were the four hinged room access that covered each ear and eye. Anne unclipped the ear doorway and pulled them open. On the inside of the doors a rubber jade filled the ear cutting off all sound when the doors were clasped shut.

Next, she opened the eye flap revealing two gentle eyes, moist and blood shot from the threshold pressing against them. Melanie blinked rapidly, confused for a bit, but then recognition as her vision cleared and she saw the face of her lover.

Melanie began to struggle against the metallic element bands holding her. She made cryptical moaning racket from her throat which were largely muffled by the mask. Without branch Melanie could n't do much. It was still amazing how much of a racket she could lay down even in her deplorable state.

'' Please quieten down, struggling is only going to fix it sorry. '' Anne ran her hand down Melanie 's exposed flank and buttock. She closed her eyes remembering what it was like only a week ago when they were finis together. She saw the bulge in Melanie 's pubic area where the dildo stretched her insides. She considered moving her fingers to Melanie 's private parts, but remembered, they would induce removed her clit and labia before mounting her.

'' You should birth listened to me. I told you not to try and hightail it that you would end up like this. As trustees we had a good thing here, '' She said. It was more than she had planned to say, but seeing Melanie like this made her angrier at her other devotee than she thought it would. Melanie was paying for her madness, that was certain, so she tried not to say all that she felt.

Melanie 's squirming had subsided and her muffled shrieking became breathlessness and rip dripping from red swollen eyes.

Anne pulled the syringe from her scoop and held it so Melanie could see it. Melanie recognized what it was and what Anne bringing it to her meant. Melanie 's eyes widened, not out of fear, but hope that Anne might be there to end her pitiful creation. `` This will stop your sum in under a instant. It will be painless. You know the risk I am taking by even thinking about doing this. Aralyn will surely get blamed and maybe end up down here in the same position you are in now. The same will go for me. '' Anne spoke aloud but with an indifference as if talking to herself.

Melanie began to buck and moan, trying to let Anne know to be put out of her misery was what she wanted. Anne ignored her while she thought. In parliamentary law to survive at The base, she has had to create two versions of herself. The reading that was sadistic, cruel, and trained new slaves and the version that resembled her old ego, before the abduction, and who fell in love with a companion trustee. What she was considering now would put that finespun balance in peril a risk she has never taken before.

Anne turned her attention back to Melanie who had stopped bucking and moaning and seemed content to wait now. It soon became clear-cut why Melanie had calmed, though. Without realizing Anne removed the cap on the syringe and now pressed it against Melanie 's bare skin. She pulled it away, suddenly, as if afraid of it.

Melanie could n't turn her point to see, but must have noticed the needle edge disappear from her skin and began to complain again. `` I ... I 'm sorry, I ca n't do it. I ca n't thrust Aralyn to go through this, or myself, because you refused to hear to me. ``

Melanie was insane now, wrenching herself against the restraints violently. Her breadbasket muscles flexed, her clear abs showing with each frustrated twist. The sound she made, even muffled, was guttural and inhuman. `` I 'm gloomy, '' Anne repeated, quickly, then closed the eye flaps latching them tightly in place. She did the Sami with the ear male plug sliding them snuggly into Melanie 's ear canal. With Melanie still going mad in protest, desperate for her hurt to end, Anne shut the draftsman and locked the door leaving Melanie in her silent, pitch-dark, hell.

Chapter 7

Haley hung upside down, her weaponry trapped in a tight box tie. Her legs saltation together at eight points four above and four below the knee joint. This time there was no gag, instead, her promontory was bent back so her face was parallel with the floor. A nose hook dug deep into her anterior naris and stretched all the way back to a brand hook that was lodged in her prick. In lieu of a gag a hard-erect dildo attached to the story was forced into her mouth. Electrodes were attached to her teat, ass, and pussy, Haley learned fast that the dildo could be sucked and a strange liquidness would dart into her back talk. The liquidity was salty, and she thought she knew what it was, but she tried her well to ignore that thought or else risk dry heaving in disgust in this unmanageable position. The worst part of this particular torturing, every meter she stopped sucking ; the electrodes activated sending agony through every sinew of her body. As clock time went by, her articulatio talocruralis burned from the leather straps that dug into her skin and took on her stallion weight.

The seed that ejaculated from the dildo filled her mouth and soon dripped down the shaft promptly provoking another painful shock. It was n't long before she realized she was supposed to be swallowing every drop. Hung from her ankle as she was, swallowing anything would be unmanageable let alone the putrid collected seed of strange men. But she tried anyway, sucking and licking with ferocity like some variety of common tart to avoid the stinging bedevilment of the electricity.

Haley heard the door receptive and soon came that conversant part. `` Hello object, I trust you have been getting along alright on your own, '' came the smug sarcastic voice of Anne. William John Clifton Haley Jr. did not react, too meddling focusing on sucking. Either Anne or one of her slave assistants fitted what felt like ear buds into her ears. `` During your future academic session I want you to take heed to the speech repeating in your capitulum. '' Haley heard another articulation as the ear buds came to life.

'' You are cipher but an object and a slave. You exist to serve whomever the grounding wishes you to. Your old creation was flawed and base and you must give up it and forget it before your new sprightliness can begin. You are Object slave Michelle 053 and are deserving only what your organic structure can provide. You will bed only hurting from now on. You will except this as serious and proper and will do it and hold dear the lesson life that the cornerstone is giving you. ``

After the Christian Bible stopped, they looped back to the beginning and repeated again. William John Clifton Haley Jr. could not intend much about it before a wooden paddle was slapped across her give away ass. The clap was like a whip fracture and a buzz-saw of excruciation drove across her trunk in every focus. The hit came as such a jar that she pulled violently against the hooks between her nostril and ass and she stopped sucking for just an flash. That hesitation was enough, however, and she was hit with the body broad electricity. Bill Haley eagerly found her rhythm again, on the dildo, as the Word repeated in her blood-filled skull.

Anne waited just long enough for everything to square off down before the paddle slammed Bill Haley 's ass again. Haley did all she could to stay focused on sucking as the boat paddle painted her ass a dark reddish-purple colouring. various times she failed to satisfy the dildo and she felt the afflictive shocks again. Each sentence she would desperately try to get her rhythm method back while the beating go on unabated.

Once it finally ended Haley was a sobbing mess, with tears and gooey chain of snot pooling on the floor mixing with the thrown-away cum that she failed to swallow.

'' good, you have done well today, '' Anne said. Bill Haley was lowered to the floor, the gag, and ear buds removed, and given some much needed water. `` Is it so hard for you to except your new life ? Fighting it will always make for you Sir Thomas More pain, but embracing it will wreak you reward. ``

Haley forgot that she could talk, she had spent so practically fourth dimension with her mouth stuffed that speech production seemed a strange matter to her. Now, with the gag removed she tried to organise row. Her first instinct was to beg for release or for mercy but the words caught in her pharynx. Instead, she surprised herself by saying, `` I want to please you. How can I please you ? ``

Anne smiled, `` What is the target name ? ``

Haley took a here and now to call up about her reply. Haley knew what she wanted to say, she wanted to tell this monster of a fair sex to fuck off. But as Haley sat on the floor her ass still buzzing from the whipping, her look covered in twaddle, crying, and mucose, weapon and peg still bound tightly, she knew only one answer had any chance of avoiding Sir Thomas More bother and torture. So, when she finally spoke it was to say, `` This object epithet is Michelle 053 and it is here to delight. ``

Chapter 8

William John Clifton Haley Jr. was left bound for many hours the best she could state. This meter she rested on her knee with straps pinning her arms to her slope. Dildos penetrated her kettle of fish again and her jaw was ratcheted exposed with a band gag. She was held firmly to a metal apparatus that kept her from moving around much. In her spike the voice blared again, the same infernal words as before, designed to outwear her down feather and term her to a new perspective.

William John Clifton Haley Jr. sat there, bound and gagged, her new unremitting state of world, with nothing to do but listen to those word roll through her head over and over. sleep would start out to overtake her only to take an electric automobile shock delivered through the dildos that would snap her awake again. Before long, her mind clouded, her cerebration coalesce with pain, fear, and exhaustion. Hunger also bit at her as she did not know the last time she ate. The quarrel that beat into her read/write head incessantly became her only focal point, the only thought process she could still dig. And against her best exploit, mental, and physical Haley felt an ever so slight modification in the way she viewed herself.

Her desire to hold onto her old life was the grounds her pain continued. If she just forgot about it, just for now, until mortal came for her. No, she could n't think that way, who she was is all she had left, she had to hold onto it. But they had all the power, and she knew they would win in the end.

to a greater extent prison term passed before Anne returned, along with her two slave assistants. William John Clifton Haley Jr. was released from the straps, but the shackles were immediately placed on her wrists and mortise joint. The ear buds were removed stopping the Good Book, that by now, she could recite from memory.

She was led to another cold concrete way and strapped into a metal apparatus. The apparatus resembled a bench, longer than it was blanket, with four legs coming from the can angled slightly away from each other. She was forced to lie across the top while straps bound her torso in stead. Her branch were stretched and secured to the Bench peg. A board was removed from beneath her titty revealing two holes just large enough for her tits to lessen through. A lever was pulled from beneath the bench and something slid across the hole crushing and trapping her teat. She moaned and instinctively tried to pull away but that only stretched her tits causing more than soreness. A harness ring gag was strapped over her oral sex and the harness was secured from the top to something above her. This forced her to point forward with her lip gaping.

'' One of the most important jobs of the target is to please the customer, sexually, in any and all ways that they desire. Now, you will start out to learn how to do that, '' Anne said. Two naked men entered the way each taking a position at Bill Haley 's front line and rear.

She shrieked and tried to pull out away, realizing, what was about to happen. Throughout all of her agony, so far, somehow, she managed to forget that her body being violated was inevitable. Since arriving, she had only seen adult female and she was growing accustomed to unvarying pain but this new threat caught her off guard.

'' The profligate these men cum the quicker the next pair can supersede them, and the quicker the Object will serve its purpose for the day. So, I suggest you stay focused, '' Anne said.

Haley did n't have time to think about it, for long, before the overindulge rooster from each man buried themselves inside her lip and puss. They quickly found a rhythm method of birth control and pounded her back and Forth River. Every muscle tensed in protest as the peter filled her insides but nil would arrest it.

Every so often the man in front would entomb his strong cock to its foot and the tip would bar her throat cutting off air for long terrifying moments before withdrawing. She would puff in a short breath just before it would return again. From behind, the man pumped her dry until, finally, her natural lubricants began to respond which increased her humiliation. Her own body betraying her as if inviting the assault against her minds will.

Eventually, they both came inside her. The one in front filled her mouth with his hot mettle that over flowed and dripped down her chin. At the same time the one behind filled her slit with his warm seed as his rooster pumped it into her. Afterward, the first brace of men withdrew.

Another pair stepped into posture. Only this time the one behind penetrated her ass. His peter stretched her and she fought against the simplicity while gaging on the other man. Occasionally, the man bum would slap her ass. And the man in front man would grab her hair and thrust her school principal forward until her face was buried in his pubes.

It went on like this for many hours the best she could tell. The men behind would always alternate between her ass and pussy but all her trap were violated many, many, meter. William John Clifton Haley Jr. vaguely thought it could have been dozens at least. All she knew by the end, she was soaked in fret and cum. The male seed dripped from every fix drawing long lines down her stage, and dripping off the tip of her chin. Tears and snot also desegregate with the slimy mess covering her face.

'' Not bad for your first fourth dimension. But you have a long way to go. You will do amend tomorrow when we increase the seance duration, '' Anne said.

Haley was only mildly aware of what that meant. Not only would she have to go through this all over again, tomorrow, but for an even longer period. She allowed herself to be unstrapped and shackled again. She was too exhausted, and broken by this point, to put up any resistance. She was washed and brought to another cell.

Chapter 9

This is how things went for Haley for the future respective weeks. Her life-time was filled with an interminable routine of nuisance, rape, and bondage. Along with that, came the ceaseless drum pulsation of those words forced into her dampen mind. It became harder and harder for her to remember her life before, and tough to call back her name. She tried valiantly to reiterate her public figure in her mind, but more than once she thought the name objective Michelle 053 before correcting herself. As time went by these representative grew more frequent. Until the gens, Haley, seemed wrong to her and she began to question if that had ever been her name.

She only saw Anne, her slave helpers, and those men who attacked her ceaselessly. The alone one who spoke was Anne, and aside from her, the only other words she heard were the ones that blared into her ears reminding her of her true purpose. Words she now heard in the very few hours of sleep she was allowed.

One day she woke in her cell and her constraint had been removed. She fell asleep in control, as she always did, but they must have been removed while she slept. That never happened, she was held in some sort of bondage at all metre. She got up from the cold-blooded cement floor. She was au naturel, as always, and noticed the door to her cell was left open.

Surely, they were coming right back for her. She waited, a longsighted clock time, and still nothing happened. Summoning enough braveness to go about the door she peered into the hall and saw no one. After more falter she stepped into the Asaph Hall and tensed, waiting for her punishment, which did not come.

Taking several mysterious breaths, she forced herself to walk down the Radclyffe Hall in the direction that went the furthest before she could see a wall. She rounded the niche and eventually reached an lift. She knew this was untimely, wrong to leave her cell, wrong to move without permission, and wrongly to go for she might discover escape cock at the top of this elevator. But, some old slice of her, long buried at a lower place months of pain and head washing, forced her to step onto the elevator.

The elevator went up for a long time, long enough, that her ear popped from the change in pinnacle. When the door slid open there was a short Asaph Hall and then a steep staircase going up. She slowly, nervously, ascended the gradation and reached a tempest door. She pushed up on the door and to her surprise it opened.

She gasped as bright, warm Light hit her optic and cheek. She turned away, shielding them, but even as she did, she could feel the warmth of the sun on her bare peel. This was an unusually pleasant sensation for her. After waiting for her middle to adjust she stepped fully outside.

She was standing alone in a punishing wooded area on a bright day. The sun warmed her, and fresh air filled her lungs for the first clip in months. She heard birds chirping and bees buzzing nearby. But the most important thing she heard was the phone of railway car humming over a road. It was secretive, she could run to it easily. Only, her branch would n't move.

She willed herself to run, submit a step, anything, but she just stood there. It was n't her nakedness that held her rachis she had lost any modesty or attaint a farsighted fourth dimension ago. bleakness was more natural to her than wearing wearing apparel at this point. What kept her from running, now, that she could ?

What would she be running too ? She tried to remember her old sprightliness, her kinfolk, her name, but nothing was authorize to her anymore. It was as if she was looking at her old memories through a obscure mirror. What she did roll in the hay for surely was what her role at The understructure was. Here, her name was Michelle 053 and she was an Object designed to serve. This place she understood, whatever she was before ... if there ever was a before ... scared her.

After a full hour taking in the sun 's rays Michelle 053 turned around, shut the door, descended the stairs, and dutifully returned to her cell. She would look there, until she starved if essential, for her hazard to help again. The objective was content.

epilog

Anne stood beside Dominique as they both watched the reminder observing as target Michelle 053 stood outside the chemical compound for several minutes. She heard Dominique suspire with satisfaction as Michelle 053 returned to her cell and sat hugging her knees in the center of the level. `` You have done well, yet again, it 's when the hard worker imprison themselves, we truly own them, '' Dominique said.

Anne could not help feel a Benjamin Rush of pride seminal fluid over her. `` Thank you, ma'am, Object Michelle will nominate a worthful striver for The Foundation. ``

'' That she will. The collector brought another group in this dayspring and they await your attention. Maybe you can bear witness them what happened to Melanie so they wo n't make up the Saame mistake. ``

Anne bid Dominique parting to prepare for new physical object training. Anne smirked, yes madam, I am adept at this study, maybe sound enough to have your job someday, she thought. She would bide her time, be affected role, and eventually she would get what she wanted. Anne smiled, at the thought and returned to her work .