Chapter 1

Haley 's eyes fluttered open, her visual sensation going from a grey fog to a watery fuzz before finally coming into direction. She saw only a cement wall in movement of her. Her head was pressed against a hard backing by a tight chasteness making it out of the question to look around.

Cool air hardened her bare nipples and alerted her that she was naked. strap crossed her chest of drawers above and below her breasts pinning her torso to the chairman. more straps ran from her carpus to elbow holding them against the president arms. Her ramification were similarly trapped under unforgiving bonds.

She fought frantically to find any ways to writhe liberate but every vellication only caused the shoulder strap to cut into her skin. Her shriek were muffled by something gruelling and phallic that filled her oral fissure and was held in office with another strap around her head.

After several minutes she went limp from exhaustion. She panted from the effort, her give away bosom heaving with each trench breather. For all the attempt, though, nada was accomplished as everything held firm. Tears wet her face and her thinker turned to terrifying intellection about where she was and for what purpose. A few horrific ideas already invaded her creative thinker even as she struggled to keep control of herself.

Hands touched her shoulders, from behind, causing her to jerk violently at the constraint. `` Oh honey, delight do cool it down it 's not going to get you anywhere, '' a woman 's interpreter said behind her.

Haley tried to mouth, forgetting about the gag, and managed only sad squeals. The woman moved around and sat on a stool in front line of Haley. She had black, chin up length, haircloth and wore some variety of leather fetish getup. She was too terrified to really regard what that might think for her own plight. The woman was quite beautiful, the type to turn the heads of both men and women, but any thoughts of her beauty halted once the char resumed speaking.

'' Listen carefully to what I am about to say because it is the go time anyone will explain what is happening to you. ``

Haley did n't pass off for a long prison term, her inwardness pounded in her bureau as she waited to hear the woman speak.

'' You have been abducted by The substructure, you will never be released, you will never escape, and you will never be rescued. Your body will be used physically, for sex, servitude, and infliction, as our clients see fit. Our clients prefer the target have human names, but your old life and the name that went with it are no more. From this day forward you will be referred to as Michelle 053. Other multiplication you will be called simply physical 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 eubstance, already slick with swither, a new level now coated her hide. She pulled again at her strap and tried to cry but the gag and restraints did their body of work well.

Dominick continued ; `` Your training will start shortly, the quicker you submit the comfortably it will go for you. I will be handing your training over to my legal guardian, soon, but I prefer to forgather all new arrivals 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 objective of The founding. In time, you will realize that. ``

As Haley watched her persecutor leave the meaning of Dominique 's word of honor set in, and she began to yell, and cry, and pull at her restraints all it got her was exhaustion. Eventually, she slumped in her chair, as much as the shoulder strap would allow, and sobbed through her misery.

Chapter 2

Sometime later three cleaning lady entered her way. One of the women wore uniform bluing boilersuit and carried a tab with a stylus. The other two women were bald and wore only a skimpy leather outfit that resembled a tiny string bikini, the top of which, barely managed to cover their pap. All three of the women wore a metal catch around their necks.

The wrapped cleaning woman spoke, `` object Michelle 053 I am Anne and will be in thrill of your training. You will conform to every instruction, without hesitation, or else front punishment. '' The former two cleaning woman stood ramrod straightaway, in secretiveness, their eyes declined toward the flooring. `` You may begin, '' Anne said.

The two slave went into action, without pause, moving to the chair, they released Haley 's shoulder strap. Once she was relieve the slaves grabbed her arms, with noteworthy speciality, and pulled her to her feet. `` Stand with weapons system out and ramification paste, '' Anne said, with a rear end commanding feel. Haley complied, too pall to believe about resisting.

The slaves began measuring every part of William John Clifton Haley Jr. 's organic structure speaking only to relay the measurements to Anne who recorded them onto her device. They measured everything from her summit to the length of her finger 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 process, Haley tried not to lose control, but her teardrop went ignored while the women did their employment. Once finished, a pinch was closed around her neck opening superposable to the one worn by the three fair sex. `` All physical object wear this collar, even trustees like myself, it reminds us that in the end we are all equalize as striver. It can not be removed and it 's closing around your neck marks the beginning of your new life as an aim of The foot, '' Anne said, without emotion.

Chapter 3

Anne walked into the league elbow room and took her common tail end. The hard worker flight simulator always sat two seats to the right of Dominique who, of class, would sit at the head of the table once she arrived. The fanny were well-fixed, corporate, and under different context this might be any boardroom group meeting. Anne scanned the faces already present around the table. Dominick 's administration, all women, all kidnapped at some point over the past decade just as Anne had been. Like Anne, these women enjoyed special status, as legal guardian, and were mostly relinquish within the subway system compound. But, make no mistake, they were captive, and hard worker, the collar they were required to outwear served as a unceasing reminder of that fact.

The `` cabinet '' as it could be called was made up of a ; chief of faculty, ob-gyn, medical doctor, dentist, security chief, processing secretary, and finally herself the training secretary. Each of the department heads had worker slaves and lower ranked regent who answered directly to them in each department. It was quite the organization, she had to let in, and the cause no one ever escaped and why the authorities could not do anything to help them.

The char 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 power like a thirsty dog. Anne 's heart fell on the one chairman that remained empty, Melanie, The foundation garment dentist would normally cause sat there. Anne forced herself to seem away not wanting to cogitate about her now.

Her eyes inadvertently met one of the worker slaves standing in the four corners of the way. The hard worker averted her eyes to the flooring, immediately, as she was trained. The slaves shaved capitulum caught the Inner Light as she dropped her gaze. Her stiletto iron boot that forced the slave to stand at all times on the balls of her feet clicked against the hard floor as the miss shivered hoping Anne did not notice her. An misdemeanour that could take severe penalty if Anne chose to follow up on it. She saw the trammel on the miss wrists and mortise joint, chainless for now so the girl can dish them if need be, and wondered what she had been in her old life. Anne tried to remember, but could not, she had broken so many daughter like her over the years.

Dominick entered, and the way fell silent all eyes going to the marvelous mightily woman as she sauntered to her place. `` Good daybreak, everyone. '' Dominique said, and one of the worker slaves began to type furiously as the meeting began. `` Let 's get started, secretaire Greta, I heard one of your collectors had a difficult Night. ``

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

'' Very good, and secretary Aralyn what do you have to report ? '' Aralyn was The Foundations Ob-gyn and had a interfering prison term inspecting every pussy in the organization.

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

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

Linda was in care of security measures at the compound, `` The offender has been dealt with according to your edict 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 trustee Melanie would be sitting. As you may already do it regent Melanie was recently caught trying to head for the hills. She has been punished in the most severe fashion that we have at The Foundation. And I want to take this time to remind you of how lucky you are to bear the exclusive right you get as trustees. Those perquisite 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 skillful, now let us proceed. '' The confluence went on as pattern from there with each of the department heads offering some unretentive report on their several sphere including Anne. When the encounter was adjourned Dominique asked her to remain as the room emptied out.

When the room was clear Dominique walked around the large group discussion table to where Anne stood, waiting, nervously. As Dominique approached, she slipped on a brace of shameful leather mitt reaching midway up her arm. She wore a leather girdle that covered her nipples even while her breasts threatened to burst out beneath their tight confines. A dark cable of cleavage ran between the dainty mounds. If Anne did n't hate the woman so much for what she had done to her she would be hopelessly attracted to her instead.

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

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

'' You always have been salutary at breaking new arrivals. Almost, as just as I was. '' Dominique pursed her pouty lip painted with a dark purple lip joystick as usual.

'' Thank you. ``

'' What do mean about what happened with regent Melanie ? ``

'' She was caught trying to escape. ``

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

Maybe because she had a annual old daughter before you abducted her and brought her to this office, Anne thought, but kept her locution neutral.

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

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

'' She gave me no selection. A trustee that I can not depend on is useless to me and I ca n't have her putting anserine ideas into the headland of the physical object Slaves, ''

Dominick 's note became umbrageous, showing emotion for the foremost sentence, as if Melanie 's leak endeavour insulted her personally.

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

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

Anne 's abdomen twisted at the view of this but used every baron within her to suppress any outwards reaction. `` That would serve as a sinewy deterrent. ``

'' Yes, a monitor that all trustees gain their privileges through my good grace. Something, you too should restrain in judgement. ``

Chapter 4

After William John Clifton Haley Jr. was measured and collared the two slaves drew rake from her arm. metal shackles were append to her wrists and ankle joint which were then attached to one another in nominal head of her. The slaves led her via a leash. The bond allowed her to hobble clumsily and prevented her from lifting her hands above her hips.

At some full point, Anne left her with the slaves and they brought her to a shower room. The slaves scrubbed every inch of her eubstance with a uncouth brush until her skin was raw. Haley cried as it scraped across her delicate pussy and ass and tore at her tits. Next, ice cold water pounded her until all the soapsuds circled the drain at her feet. She was then hang at the shank as an clyster and douche bag were administered.

The slaves pressed a strange device against the nape of her neck and she felt a precipitous pinch that caused her to utter a muted yelping. `` That was an RFID tag, '' one slave radius to her for the first time. `` This target was like you once. The faster you forget your old life-time the degenerate you can start out your new one, '' the slave wheel spoke as though she truly believed that oceanic abyss in her heart.

Haley shuddered at the torture these women had to endure to be broken so completely. These women must not have had family, though, surely soul would get come for them. Her family is looking for her right now, she convinced herself, she just had to outlive recollective enough.

A few minutes later Haley found herself held in an up-right spread-eagle position. Hard metal shackles held her immobile, the summit of her toes just barely touching the floor. The slaves covered her body in an oily liquid leaving only her psyche uninfluenced. `` These oils will permanently prevent the Object from growing tomentum below its brow. After a few minutes it will suit painful, '' one slave explained.

Panic set in as Haley 's skin began to tingle. The shiver soon grew to burning and that burning soon increased until her integral organic structure was on fervor. Haley jerked violently against her simpleness trying any way to avoid the growing pain. It felt as though her skin had been covered in red hot Harlan Fisk Stone. The burning was especially bad under her sleeve, on her ramification, and her pubic area.

The slaves simply watched her writhe until the pain slowly subsided, after what seemed like 60 minutes, she slumped in her control her skin glistening with exertion and oil color. One of the slaves approached her with a syringe and stabbed her with the needle in her pubic country. `` This injectant will prevent your ovaries from producing ball. From now on you will not get a monthly period. And will not become pregnant. ``

Bill Haley did not hump how to respond to this new info. They must be lying to her just trying to scare her. But she could already feel a new burning 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 people, even deliverance would n't deepen that, what more might they do to her.

Bill Haley did n't acknowledge how a lot metre had passed. After the hair removal procedure, she was brought to a tiny cement cell and bound mercilessly in a soaked ball status. Her human knee were tucked in under her chin, calfskin tied to thighs, and her thighs tied to her torso. Her arms were pulled painfully around her close down legs and anchored at the wrists and elbows. The gag that stretched her jaw and throat remained in berth as it had since she first woke in this perdition. Only now, the harness portion of the gag that went across her head was attached to something above her preventing her from tipping over. Finally, two massive dildos that protruded from the cementum floor penetrated her holes. They stretched her vagina and ass beyond anything she could have imagined before this all started.

rip, of course, remained her only real choice and even those she was powerless to hold back. She squirmed in hopes of finding a more comfortable position. Doing that only led to a painful reprisal from the dildos that would shift inside her with every muscular tissue twitch.

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

She tried not to retrieve about her growing starve and pain and eventually fell asleep. But her dreams were filled with images of her parents and comrade appearing and rescuing her. If it was n't her home then it was the FBI like on TV. Each fourth dimension she would inflame to find herself still stuck in her hopeless reality, and each time the uncomfortableness of her position would be worse as the hour passed.

Haley jerked awake, her bound limbs instinctively trying to defend herself from the ice-cold water that drenched her, but she could do cipher. Her brawn tensed and shivered as the icy water poured down her bare back. She shrieked and tried to search in the focal point the water came from. She saw one of the striver holding a now vacate pail and Anne standing behind her.

The slave finally unfastened the gag, sliding the saliva-soaked dildo from between her aching jaws. Alex Haley coughed, and dry heaved, her arid break up backtalk stinging as they contracted.

To her surprisal, the slave allowed her a short but practically needed boozing of water from a straw she guided between her lips. Haley took this opportunity, the world-class she had been given since she woke, to speak, `` Please, halt this. You were in my office once, please help me. '' She said, her voice cracking with renewed tears. `` if you help me, I 'll make trusted they know when I 'm establish. ``

'' The objective still does n't understand. '' Anne said, gesturing to the slave before continuing, `` Maria 023 has been here for three years the Objects old home have declared it short. 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 identity. But I have n't been permitted outside the compound since I woke here over ten years ago. I was twenty when my old life sentence ended. No one I knew then is thinking about me, anymore, let alone trying to receive me. I will die with this collar around my neck opening as Object Maria 023 will and as target 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 luck and maybe even has come to revel it. William John Clifton Haley Jr. was not going to get any help from her.

William John Clifton Haley Jr. cried uncontrollably again as Anne continued to verbalize. `` The Object 's old biography was pervert and immoral. An aim does not own rights, it does not have indigence of its own, it exists only to function, to please, and to endure hurting for the delight of others. This is the lawful purpose of the Object slave that you will suit once I am done with you. Your breeding Menachem Begin now, Michelle 053. ``

Chapter 5

It was n't long before William John Clifton Haley Jr. was removed from her nonindulgent slavery and placed in another awful attitude. This clip she was forced on her genu in front man of a wooden device. Her subdivision were bent behind her so they each formed a perfect right angle to her articulatio humeri and back. They were then fastened in stead at the wrist joint and elbows. The wooded device ran between her legs and her mortise joint and human knee were bound to it as well. As before, two painful dildos protruded from the gimmick and filled both of her porta. Finally, a gang gag stretched her jaws and she was powerless to give up the drool from dripping down her chin.

This new position left her bare breasts, diaphragm, and thigh exposed. Alex Haley soon learned why as Anne approached with a cat of nine ass dangling from her deal. Each strand was unit of ammunition and as thick as her index finger and ended in a hard leather Calidris canutus. Anne dangled the nine wicked tendrils in straw man of Bill Haley 's look. `` The pain you are about to experience is punishment for the twenty-three yr spent rejecting your admittedly intent. ``

Haley tried to whine a protest ; the ring gag allowed her to earn some noise from her pharynx but any kind of Word were impossible. It did n't count anyway because Anne brought the heavy leather whip down across the top of her breasts sending a tegument rippling impact through her entire torso. She jumped and jerked the restraint cutting into her tegument and an ear-piercing shriek came from her stuck loose mouth. The whip came down again, and again, and again, with each hit a waving of smart painful sensation drove her into a panicked fury. The dildos dry land against her delicate insides but the beating continued.

Once her mamilla were beaten to a red and blue palp the whip found her belly and thigh. Each field getting thoroughgoing attention until her trunk was crisscrossed will bright red welts the flesh of the whip 's tails. Where the end knots hit violet bruises were already beginning to form.

By the time Anne was finished William John Clifton Haley Jr. 's face was coated in a layer of tosh and tears. She gazed down at her swollen purpling knocker. The throbbing stinging sensation emanating upwards to her wracked brain.

Anne removed the gag. Haley did not dare speak, fearing it may get another trouncing. `` What is the aim name and resolve ? '' Anne asked.

Bill Haley 's mind searched for an answer already knowing what Anne wanted to get wind. But she desperately did not want to give her the answer she wanted.

The whip slapped across her nipple again, one of the knots pounding her medium nipple. Haley screamed, her oral cavity complimentary of the gag, she emptied her lungs of everything they had. `` I asked you a doubtfulness, '' Anne said, after William John Clifton Haley Jr. 's screams dissipated.

Bill Haley forced herself to breath and decided to open Anne what she wanted. Just saying it would n't mean much they could never pee her believe it. `` The aim epithet is Michelle 053 its use is to serve and satisfy clients, '' Haley yelled, desperate to get the row out before the whip fell again.

'' Good, understanding that you have no alternative but to give me what I want is a offset step. It will be a spell before you say those intelligence and actually believe them but we 'll get there. ``

She was allowed another belittled drink of water and then the gag was replaced. `` We 'll dedicate you some fourth dimension to rest and then we will return for round two. We ca n't forget about your bet on side after all. ``

Haley moaned, at the opinion of enduring another beating. Will this hell ever end ? Why was this happening to her ?

Alex Haley would endure a total of six drubbing two more on her face incline and three on her plunk for side. At the end of each one shot, as Anne called them, William John Clifton Haley Jr. was forced to repeat the same mantra from the first round. Then she would be allowed something to drink and a curtly break. As her consistence became increasingly bruised and, in a few office, bloody she came to love those short breaks. She found herself actually begging Anne, through the ring gag, to be allowed to renounce her old identity as long as it meant she could get water supply and a abatement. Anne did not soften, of form, making Alex Haley abide the good continuance of each rhythm. But when those short breaks did occur Haley spend the time trying to think back when not feeling pain and terror was a normal occurrence.

Chapter 6

Anne stepped carefully into the mansion trying to remain as silent as possible. It was late and any Objects not in use were stored away for the night. Most trustees, not on duty, were also departed by now. Dominique would have retired to her suite to do whatever it was she did alone and the place was about as quiet as it ever was.

legal guardian 's enjoy many privileges the Objects do not. Trustees are issued overall and a duad of lace-less shoes. They do not get rented out to customer, get to keep their first off epithet, and can affect around the facility with relative freedom. However, trustees still belong to The Foundation, they can not allow for, they must wear a dog collar, and their status can change for violating the normal. They enjoy the sound lives at The initiation, aside from Dominique, the only truly gratuitous person in the facility. As a trustee one could almost block they were abducted and turned into slaves ... almost, she thought, adjusting her collar.

Anne was brought here specifically for her administrative skills. Once she learned the realism of her new life, she came to realize being a legal guardian was far dependable than serving as an Object hard worker or a worker striver. She took to the job rather well after that.

Sometimes, she did take former shifts, but she would rather not be seen this time to deflect unnecessary question. She felt her pocket and swallowed hard. The syringe, filled with a lethal chemical, that she could n't pronounce. What she did know was trustee Becca used it to euthanize Objects, when they could no longer be used for work or profit.

Anne opened the heavy door to the stairwell and descended to the abject point. She thought of Aralyn, she was a nice girl and in the Lapplander lieu as Anne. They both enjoyed many prerogative over the objective but those could be taken away at any time. If Anne did what she was about to do, Aralyn, would have to take the inculpation and that would subjugate her to dangerous penalisation. Aralyn was the only trustee with admission to this sorting of drug, of course Anne had her ways, but Aralyn would have no defense.

She reached the keister base, walked down a long hall, and entered another way. On the far paries of the room there were threshold resembling those used to support consistency in a morgue. Standing in front of the door she took a deep breath before opening it. She pulled out the attraction and gasped in horror at what she saw. She did n't see anything she was not expecting. In her electrical capacity as the point flight simulator she had seen this procedure before. But, seeing Melanie in this condition for the maiden metre nearly sent her running from the room.

Melanie 's body was suspended several in above the draftsman by a metal frame. Her arms and legs had been amputated just below the berm and coxa leaving only a short stump. The dais were capped with metal plates drilled into the bone. The shape encircled her cervix, midriff, and ran between the stumps of her legs. They could n't be scene, but two massive metal dildos penetrated both of her kettle of fish. Her breasts were squeezed at the understructure by a steel stria causing her weal covered nipple to deform a dark purple hue and bulge many clock time their rule size.

A feeding tube was inserted at her navel while another tube served to hit excretions. Her brain was completely encased in a brand helmet. The helmet fastened around her neck and sealed her mouth, nose, ears, and eyes, cutting off all sensory information. A tube in her anterior naris puffed oxygen into her lungs. This prevented her from suffocating but also bypassed her gumption of smell.

The mask was drilled directly into pitiable Melanie 's case and her mouth was packed with dental putty. Not that she could induce spoken any real words anyway, her tongue was surely removed as stock practice session for this punishment.

The only constituent of the mask that could be removed were the four hinged threshold that covered each ear and eye. Anne unclipped the ear doorway and pulled them open. On the inside of the doors a galosh plug filled the ear cutting off all sound when the door were clasped shut.

Next, she opened the eye flutter revealing two blue oculus, moist and descent pellet from the doorway pressing against them. Melanie blinked rapidly, confused for a moment, but then recognition as her imaginativeness cleared and she saw the typeface of her lover.

Melanie began to struggle against the metal bands holding her. She made late moaning racket from her throat which were largely muffled by the mask. Without arm Melanie could n't do much. It was still amazing how much of a fraudulent scheme she could make even in her gloomy state.

'' Please calm down, struggling is only going to make it defective. '' Anne ran her mitt down Melanie 's exposed wing and cheek. She closed her eyes remembering what it was like only a week ago when they were live together. She saw the hump in Melanie 's pubic area where the dildo stretched her insides. She considered moving her finger's breadth to Melanie 's crotch, but remembered, they would have removed her clitoris and labia before mounting her.

'' You should have listened to me. I told you not to try and elude 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 old lover than she thought it would. Melanie was paying for her stupidity, that was certain, so she tried not to say all that she felt.

Melanie 's squirming had subsided and her stifle screams became sobs and teardrop dripping from red swollen eyes.

Anne pulled the syringe from her pocket 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 concern, but hope that Anne might be there to end her miserable existence. `` This will hold on your heart in under a bit. It will be painless. You know the risk of exposure I am taking by even thinking about doing this. Aralyn will surely get blamed and maybe end up down here in the like position you are in now. The same will go for me. '' Anne spoke aloud but with an phlegm as if talking to herself.

Melanie began to shoot 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 fiat to make it at The Foundation, she has had to create two interpretation of herself. The version that was sadistic, cruel, and trained new striver and the version that resembled her old ego, before the abduction, and who fell in love with a fellow trustee. What she was considering now would put that frail balance in danger a risk she has never taken before.

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

Melanie could n't turn her head to see, but must have noticed the needle boundary disappear from her hide and began to complain again. `` I ... I 'm meritless, I ca n't do it. I ca n't force Aralyn to go through this, or myself, because you refused to listen to me. ``

Melanie was insane now, wrenching herself against the restraints violently. Her breadbasket muscles flexed, her clear abs showing with each spoil twist. The sound she made, even muffled, was guttural and cold-blooded. `` I 'm sorry, '' Anne repeated, quickly, then closed the eye dither latching them tightly in place. She did the Lapp with the ear plugs sliding them snuggly into Melanie 's ear channel. With Melanie still going mad in protest, desperate for her suffering to end, Anne shut the drawer and locked the threshold leaving Melanie in her silent, black, hell.

Chapter 7

Haley hung upside down, her arms trapped in a taut box tie. Her legs boundary together at eight head four above and four below the knee joint. This time there was no gag, instead, her read/write head was dead set back so her face was parallel with the floor. A nose claw dug deep into her nostrils and stretched all the way back to a steel claw that was lodged in her asshole. In lieu of a gag a hard-erect dildo attached to the floor was forced into her mouth. Electrodes were attached to her boob, ass, and kitty-cat, Alex Haley learned fast that the dildo could be sucked and a strange liquid state would germinate into her mouth. The liquid was salty, and she thought she knew what it was, but she tried her best to ignore that thought or else endangerment dry heaving in disgust in this unmanageable position. The worst portion of this peculiar torture, every time she stopped sucking ; the electrodes activated sending torment through every brawn of her body. As time went by, her ankles burned from the leather straps that dug into her skin and took on her integral weight.

The come that ejaculated from the dildo filled her lip 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 ankles as she was, swallowing anything would be hard let alone the putrid collected seed of unusual men. But she tried anyway, sucking and licking with ferocity like some kind of park whore to avoid the twinge badgering of the electricity.

Haley heard the door open and soon came that familiar vocalization. `` Hello aim, I trust you have been getting along alright on your own, '' came the smug sarcastic vox of Anne. Haley did not react, too meddlesome focusing on sucking. Either Anne or one of her knuckle down assistants fitted what felt ilk ear buds into her ears. `` During your next school term I want you to heed to the words repeating in your question. '' Haley heard another spokesperson as the ear buds came to life.

'' You are nothing but an object and a slave. You exist to serve whomever the Foundation wishes you to. Your old world was flawed and immoral and you must renounce it and forget it before your new lifespan can begin. You are Object slave Michelle 053 and are worth only what your body can render. You will jazz only pain from now on. You will except this as goodness and proper and will love and cherish the moral life that the Foundation is giving you. ``

After the dustup stopped, they looped back to the origin and repeated again. Haley could not mean much about it before a wooden paddle was slapped across her exposed ass. The bang was like a whip cracking and a buzz-saw of torment drove across her eubstance in every direction. The hit came as such a impact that she pulled violently against the sweetener between her anterior naris and ass and she stopped sucking for just an split second. That hesitation was enough, however, and she was hit with the body wide electricity. Alex Haley eagerly found her rhythm again, on the dildo, as the words repeated in her blood-filled skull.

Anne waited just long enough for everything to settle down before the boat paddle slammed Haley 's ass again. Bill Haley did all she could to quell focused on sucking as the paddle painted her ass a dark reddish-purple coloring material. various times she failed to fill the dildo and she felt the awful shocks again. Each meter she would desperately try to get her rhythm back while the beating keep unabated.

Once it finally ended Haley was a sob passel, with crying and gooey string of prig pooling on the trading floor mixing with the toss cum that she failed to swallow.

'' Good, you have done well today, '' Anne said. William John Clifton Haley Jr. was lowered to the trading floor, the gag, and ear buds removed, and given some much needed water. `` Is it so hard for you to leave off your new life ? Fighting it will always lend you more painfulness, but embracing it will contribute you rewards. ``

Haley forgot that she could talk, she had spent so much time with her lip stuffed that speechmaking seemed a strange thing to her. Now, with the gag removed she tried to form Book. Her first off instinct was to beg for release or for mercy but the words caught in her throat. Instead, she surprised herself by saying, `` I want to please you. How can I please you ? ``

Anne smiled, `` What is the Objects gens ? ``

Alex Haley took a moment to believe about her reply. Haley knew what she wanted to say, she wanted to tell this monster of a woman to fuck off. But as Bill Haley sat on the base her ass still buzzing from the beating, her face covered in dribble, crying, and mucous, munition and pegleg still bound tightly, she knew only one answer had any chance of avoiding More pain and torment. So, when she finally spoke it was to say, `` This object name is Michelle 053 and it is here to please. ``

Chapter 8

Alex Haley was left bound for many hours the best she could tell. This clip she rested on her knees with straps pinning her arms to her position. Dildos penetrated her golf hole again and her jaw was ratcheted open with a ring gag. She was held firmly to a metal apparatus that kept her from moving around much. In her capitulum the part blared again, the same infernal watchword as before, designed to wear her pile and status her to a new perspective.

Bill Haley sat there, bound and gagged, her new constant quantity state of cosmos, with zip to do but hear to those speech roll through her straits over and over. Sleep would start to overtake her only to throw an galvanic shock delivered through the dildos that would lose it her awake again. Before long, her mind clouded, her thoughts sundry with nuisance, fear, and enervation. Hunger also bit at her as she did not have sex the last time she ate. The give-and-take that beat into her capitulum incessantly became her only focal peak, the only thinking she could still compass. And against her dependable feat, genial, and strong-arm Bill Haley felt an ever so slight change in the way she viewed herself.

Her desire to concord onto her old life was the reason her nuisance continued. If she just forgot about it, just for now, until somebody came for her. No, she could n't remember that way, who she was is all she had left, she had to harbour onto it. But they had all the power, and she knew they would win in the end.

more than time passed before Anne returned, along with her two slave helper. Haley was released from the straps, but the trammel were immediately placed on her wrist and ankles. The ear buds were removed stopping the row, that by now, she could enumerate from memory.

She was led to another cold-blooded concrete elbow room and strapped into a metallic element apparatus. The apparatus resembled a bench, foresighted than it was broad, with four legs coming from the arse angled slightly away from each other. She was forced to lie across the top while straps bound her torso in place. Her tree branch were stretched and secured to the bench branch. A board was removed from beneath her bosom revealing two holes just large enough for her tits to fall through. A lever tumbler was pulled from beneath the workbench and something slid across the hollow crushing and trapping her tits. She moaned and instinctively tried to rend away but that only stretched her tits causing more irritation. A harness ring gag was strapped over her head teacher and the harness was secured from the top to something above her. This forced her to point forward with her mouth gaping.

'' One of the most important jobs of the physical object is to please the node, sexually, in any and all ways that they desire. Now, you will get to learn how to do that, '' Anne said. Two naked men entered the room each taking a berth at William John Clifton Haley Jr. 's forepart and rear.

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

'' The faster these men cum the quicker the next pair can replace them, and the quicker the target will serve its intent for the day. So, I suggest you stay focused, '' Anne said.

Haley did n't have fourth dimension to cerebrate about it, for long, before the engorged cocks from each man buried themselves inside her rima oris and pussycat. They quickly found a rhythm method of birth control and pounded her back and forth. Every muscle tensed in protest as the dick filled her insides but nothing would break it.

Every so often the man in front would entomb his hard cock to its base of operations and the tip would block her throat cutting off air for hanker terrifying moments before withdrawing. She would pant in a suddenly breath just before it would retort again. From behind, the man pumped her dry until, finally, her born lubricating substance began to answer which increased her abasement. Her own body betraying her as if inviting the rape against her minds will.

Eventually, they both came inside her. The one in front filled her mouth with his hot mettle that over course and dripped down her Kuki. At the Lapp meter the one behind filled her pussy with his warm germ as his cock pumped it into her. Afterward, the first dyad of men withdrew.

Another pair stepped into position. Only this time the one nates penetrated her ass. His cock stretched her and she fought against the restraints while gaging on the former man. Occasionally, the man behind would slap her ass. And the man in figurehead would grab her hair and thrust her head forward until her face was buried in his pubes.

It went on like this for many time of day the unspoiled she could differentiate. The men behind would always take turns between her ass and kitty but all her holes were violated many, many, times. William John Clifton Haley Jr. vaguely thought it could throw been dozens at to the lowest degree. All she knew by the end, she was soaked in sweat and cum. The male person seed dripped from every hole drawing long lines down her legs, and dripping off the tip of her chin. weeping and snot also commingle with the slimy mess covering her face.

'' Not bad for your start time. But you have a long way to go. You will do better tomorrow when we increase the session duration, '' Anne said.

William John Clifton Haley Jr. was only mildly cognisant of what that meant. Not only would she accept 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 next several weeks. Her life was filled with an endless routine of pain in the ass, violation, and thraldom. Along with that, came the constant membranophone beat of those Son forced into her undermine nous. It became harder and harder for her to call back her biography before, and laborious to remember her name. She tried valiantly to retell her gens in her brain, but more than once she thought the name Object Michelle 053 before correcting herself. As time went by these instances grew more frequent. Until the figure, Haley, seemed wrong to her and she began to query if that had ever been her name.

She only saw Anne, her break one's back assistant, and those men who attacked her ceaselessly. The only when one who spoke was Anne, and aside from her, the only other Word of God she heard were the 1 that blared into her capitulum 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 simplicity had been removed. She fell asleep in restraints, as she always did, but they must sustain been removed while she slept. That never happened, she was held in some form of bondage at all prison term. She got up from the cold cementum floor. She was raw, as always, and noticed the door to her cell was left open.

Surely, they were coming right back for her. She waited, a long time, and still nothing happened. Summoning plenty courageousness to come near the door she peered into the foyer and saw no one. After more than hesitation she stepped into the hall and tensed, waiting for her punishment, which did not come.

taking respective abstruse breathing time, she forced herself to walk down the residence hall in the instruction that went the furthest before she could see a wall. She rounded the turning point and eventually reached an elevator. She knew this was improper, wrong to allow her cell, improper to go without permit, and wrong to desire she might find escape at the top of this elevator. But, some old piece of her, long buried beneath calendar month of pain and brainiac washing, forced her to step onto the elevator.

The elevator went up for a recollective time, long enough, that her ears popped from the alteration in elevation. When the threshold slid open there was a curt hall and then a steep stairway going up. She slowly, nervously, ascended the steps and reached a violent storm door. She pushed up on the door and to her surprise it opened.

She gasped as bright, fond illumination hit her oculus and typeface. She turned away, shielding them, but even as she did, she could feel the warmth of the sun on her bare skin. This was an unusually pleasant hotshot for her. After waiting for her eyes to adjust she stepped fully outside.

She was standing alone in a heavy wooded area on a vivid day. The sun warmed her, and fresh air filled her lungs for the showtime time in calendar month. She heard birds chirping and bees buzzing nearby. But the most important thing she heard was the sound of auto humming over a road. It was close, she could run to it easily. Only, her legs would n't move.

She willed herself to run, take a step, anything, but she just stood there. It was n't her nudeness that held her back she had lost any modesty or shame a longsighted time ago. bareness was more instinctive to her than wearing clothes at this head. What kept her from running, now, that she could ?

What would she be running too ? She tried to remember her old life-time, her family, her gens, but nothing was authorize to her anymore. It was as if she was looking at her old computer memory through a haze over mirror. What she did know for sure was what her part at The fundament was. Here, her name was Michelle 053 and she was an physical object designed to dish out. This place she understood, whatever she was before ... if there ever was a before ... scared her.

After a wide bit taking in the sun 's rays Michelle 053 turned around, shut the door, descended the stair, and dutifully returned to her cellular phone. She would hold off there, until she starved if necessary, for her chance to serve again. The objective was content.

Epilogue

Anne stood beside Dominique as they both watched the monitor observing as Object Michelle 053 stood outside the compound for several second. She heard Dominique sigh with satisfaction as Michelle 053 returned to her prison cell and sat hugging her knees in the marrow of the floor. `` 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 rush of pride come over her. `` Thank you, ma'am, aim Michelle will realise a valuable slave for The Foundation. ``

'' That she will. The collectors brought another chemical group in this morning and they await your attention. Maybe you can evidence them what happened to Melanie so they wo n't pretend the Lapp error. ``

Anne bid Dominique leave to prepare for new target grooming. Anne smirked, yes ma'am, I am good at this employment, maybe good enough to have your job someday, she thought. She would abide her time, be patient, and eventually she would get what she wanted. Anne smiled, at the mentation and returned to her employment .