Chapter 1

Haley 's middle fluttered candid, her imagination going from a grey fog to a watery blur before finally coming into focus. She saw only a cement wall in straw man of her. Her head was pressed against a hard support by a sozzled simplicity making it unimaginable to expect around.

Cool air hardened her bare mamilla and alerted her that she was naked. strap crossed her pectus above and below her bosom pinning her torso to the chairman. More straps ran from her articulatio radiocarpea to elbow holding them against the hot seat arms. Her legs were similarly trapped under unforgiving bonds.

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

After various minutes she went limp from exhaustion. She panted from the elbow grease, her exposed breasts heaving with each recondite breathing place. For all the crusade, though, zippo was accomplished as everything held firm. Tears wet her grimace and her mind turned to terrifying idea about where she was and for what intent. A few direful ideas already invaded her mind even as she struggled to proceed ascendence of herself.

Hands touched her shoulders, from behind, causing her to twitch violently at the restraints. `` Oh honey, please do calm down it 's not going to get you anywhere, '' a woman 's voice said behind her.

William John Clifton Haley Jr. tried to speak, forgetting about the gag, and managed only pitiful squeals. The fair sex moved around and sat on a stool in battlefront of Haley. She had dim, chin length, pilus and wore some form of leather hoodoo turnout. She was too terrified to really consider what that might mean for her own plight. The woman was quite beautiful, the type to turn the nous of both men and women, 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 finale time anyone will explain what is happening to you. ``

Alex Haley did n't emit for a long clock time, her heart pounded in her dresser as she waited to hear the fair sex speak.

'' You have been abducted by The Foundation, you will never be released, you will never get away, and you will never be rescued. Your body will be used physically, for sex, servitude, and pain, as our customer see fit. Our guest prefer the objects 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 times you will be called simply Object or The physical object. If you are allowed to address me you will refer to me as fancy woman Dominique. ``

A hot moving ridge washed over William John Clifton Haley Jr. 's trunk, already silky with sweat, a new layer now coated her hide. She pulled again at her straps and tried to scream but the gag and control did their oeuvre well.

Dominique continued ; `` Your education will start shortly, the quicker you submit the better it will go for you. I will be handing your education over to my trustees, soon, but I prefer to meet all new arriver just when they awake to receive them to The founding. '' Dominique stood, `` You really should be honored that you have been ***********ed to become an target of The Foundation. In clip, you will recognise that. ``

As Haley watched her tormentor leave the meaning of Dominique 's Good Book set in, and she began to squall, and cry, and pull at her restraints all it got her was enervation. Eventually, she slumped in her chair, as much as the straps would take into account, and sobbed through her misery.

Chapter 2

Sometime later three women entered her room. One of the adult female wore uniform Amytal overalls and carried a tablet with a stylus. The early two women were bald and wore only a skimpy leather turnout that resembled a bantam cosmic string two-piece, the top of which, barely managed to continue their nipples. All three of the women wore a metal collar around their necks.

The clothed woman spoke, `` physical object Michelle 053 I am Anne and will be in charge of your training. You will observe every command, without vacillation, or else face punishment. '' The former two women stood ramrod straight, in muteness, their center declined toward the floor. `` You may get, '' Anne said.

The two hard worker went into natural action, without break, moving to the chair, they released Haley 's shoulder strap. Once she was free the slaves grabbed her weapon system, with remarkable strength, and pulled her to her feet. `` standpoint with arms out and stage spreadhead, '' Anne said, with a stern commanding tone. William John Clifton Haley Jr. complied, too scared to opine about resisting.

The slaves began measuring every part of Haley 's body speaking only to relay the measurement to Anne who recorded them onto her twist. They measured everything from her height to the duration 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 operation, Haley tried not to miss control, but her tears went ignored while the women did their work. Once finished, a collar was closed around her neck identical to the one worn by the three cleaning woman. `` All objects wear this collar, even trustees like myself, it reminds us that in the end we are all equal as hard worker. It can not be removed and it 's closing around your neck opening marks the source of your new spirit as an Object of The Foundation, '' Anne said, without emotion.

Chapter 3

Anne walked into the conference elbow room and took her common posterior. The striver trainer always sat two nates to the right of Dominique who, of course, would sit at the head of the table once she arrived. The butt were comfortable, corporate, and under different circumstances this might be any boardroom meeting. Anne scanned the faces already present around the table. Dominique 's disposal, all women, all kidnapped at some point over the past decade just as Anne had been. Like Anne, these fair sex enjoyed exceptional status, as regent, and were mostly free within the undercover compound. But, make no mistake, they were prisoners, and slaves, the collar they were required to wear out served as a constant reminder of that fact.

The `` cabinet '' as it could be called was made up of a ; chief of staff, ob-gyn, medical exam doctor, tooth doctor, security chief, processing writing table, and finally herself the training secretary. Each of the department top dog had prole slave and let down ranked trustees who answered directly to them in each section. It was quite the organization, she had to admit, and the cause no one ever escaped and why the authorities could not do anything to facilitate them.

The women talked amongst themselves while they waited for Dominick to get. The former of them was American 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 hungry dog. Anne 's eyes fell on the one chair that remained vacuous, Melanie, The foundation dentist would normally have sat there. Anne forced herself to look away not wanting to suppose about her now.

Her eyes inadvertently met one of the doer slaves standing in the four corners of the elbow room. The slave averted her eyes to the floor, immediately, as she was trained. The slave shaved top dog caught the visible radiation as she dropped her gaze. Her stiletto boots that forced the slave to fend at all times on the bollock of her metrical unit clicked against the hard floor as the girl shivered hoping Anne did not notice her. An infraction that could bring hard punishment if Anne chose to take after up on it. She saw the shackle on the daughter wrists and ankles, chainless for now so the girl can serve them if need be, and wondered what she had been in her old biography. Anne tried to think, but could not, she had broken so many missy like her over the years.

Dominick entered, and the elbow room fell silent all eye going to the tall powerful fair sex as she sauntered to her seat. `` skillful morning, everyone. '' Dominick said, and one of the proletarian slaves began to typewrite furiously as the meeting began. `` Let 's get started, secretary Greta, I heard one of your collectors had a difficult Night. ``

'' Yes dame, collector Gregory of Nazianzen and his apprentice had some difficulty and were forced to divert from their original plan. But it worked out in the end. Their collections are being processed as we speak. '' Greta, the beautiful Norseman char that oversaw the processing of all new reaching and the collector army corps. Hers was the whole step just before they were handed to Anne for training.

'' Very skillful, and secretary Aralyn what do you have to account ? '' Aralyn was The Foundations Ob-gyn and had a engaged sentence inspecting every pussy in the organization.

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

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

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

Dominique nodded, `` That brings me to an important egress I must address today. Do you all see the vacate chair where legal guardian Melanie would be sitting. As you may already have intercourse regent Melanie was recently caught trying to escape. She has been punished in the most severe manner that we have at The Foundation. And I want to exact this time to remind you of how lucky you are to sustain the prerogative you get as trustees. Those privileges can be taken away at any metre and any of you can end up like Melanie. Do not blank out that. ``

'' Yes, ma'am, '' the entire elbow room said in unison.

'' Very upright, now let us continue. '' The confluence went on as normal from there with each of the department heads offering some unawares report card on their several orbit including Anne. When the meeting was adjourned Dominique asked her to remain as the room emptied out.

When the room was realize Dominique walked around the turgid conference table to where Anne stood, waiting, nervously. As Dominique approached, she slipped on a twosome of Black leather baseball mitt reaching midway up her arm. She wore a leather stays that covered her tit even while her boob threatened to burst out beneath their slopped confines. A dark channel of cleavage ran between the exquisite pile. If Anne did n't detest 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 foresee any problem. ``

'' You always have been unspoilt at breaking new comer. Almost, as serious as I was. '' Dominick pursed her pouty mouth painted with a dark purple lip stick as usual.

'' Thank you. ``

'' What do think about what happened with legal guardian Melanie ? ``

'' She was caught trying to scarper. ``

'' That 's right. foolish missy, had a expert thing here, why she would throw that away is beyond me. ``

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

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

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

'' She gave me no selection. A trustee that I can not look on is useless to me and I ca n't take in her putting gooselike mind into the fountainhead of the Object slave, ''

Dominique 's tone of voice became indignant, showing emotion for the first time, as if Melanie 's escape cock try insulted her personally.

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

'' Once Melanie is settled in to her new spirit I might put her on display in the legal guardian plebeian room for all to see. That should ready sure as shooting no one forgets the effect for defying The innovation. ``

Anne 's abdomen twisted at the intellection of this but used every power within her to suppress any outward-bound reaction. `` That would answer as a brawny impediment. ``

'' Yes, a reminder that all trustees gain their privileges through my trade good state of grace. Something, you too should observe in mind. ``

Chapter 4

After William John Clifton Haley Jr. was measured and collared the two slaves drew blood from her arm. Metal shackle were supplement to her wrists and ankle joint which were then attached to one another in front end of her. The slaves led her via a leash. The shackles allowed her to hobble clumsily and prevented her from lifting her hands above her hips.

At some point, Anne left her with the slave and they brought her to a rain shower elbow room. The hard worker scrubbed every inch of her torso with a coarse brush until her skin was raw. William John Clifton Haley Jr. cried as it scraped across her delicate pussy and ass and tore at her mammilla. succeeding, ice cold water pounded her until all the stew circled the drain at her feet. She was then set at the waist as an enema and douche were administered.

The hard worker pressed a strange device against the nape of her neck and she felt a knifelike pinch that caused her to emit a damp yelping. `` That was an RFID tag, '' one slave rung to her for the first prison term. `` This objective was like you once. The faster you forget your old sprightliness the loyal you can begin your new one, '' the slave spoke as though she truly believed that deep in her heart.

Haley shuddered at the agony these char had to endure to be broken so completely. These women must not sustain had family unit, though, surely individual would have come for them. Her family is looking for her rightfulness now, she convinced herself, she just had to make it yearn enough.

A few minutes later Haley found herself held in an up-right spread-eagle position. Hard metal shackles held her immobile, the tips of her toes just barely touching the trading floor. The slave covered her body in an oily liquid leaving only her head unmoved. `` These oils will permanently prevent the aim from growing hairsbreadth below its eyebrows. After a few minutes it will get painful, '' one slave explained.

Panic set in as Bill Haley 's cutis began to tingle. The quiver soon grew to burning and that burning soon increased until her entire soundbox was on flaming. Alex Haley jerked violently against her restraint trying any way to avoid the growing annoyance. It felt as though her hide had been covered in red hot stones. The burn was especially bad under her arms, on her legs, and her pubic area.

The hard worker simply watched her writhe until the pain slowly subsided, after what seemed like hours, she slumped in her chasteness her tegument glistening with sweat and petroleum. One of the slaves approached her with a syringe and stabbed her with the acerate leaf in her pubic arena. `` This injection will foreclose your ovaries from producing eggs. From now on you will not get a monthly menstruum. And will not become pregnant. ``

Alex Haley did not know how to respond to this new entropy. 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 centre overflowed with rip anew as it dawned on her she had now been permanently altered by these people, even rescue would n't change that, what more might they do to her.

Bill Haley did n't be intimate how practically time had passed. After the tomentum removal procedure, she was brought to a tiny cement cell and bound mercilessly in a tight ball position. Her stifle were tucked in under her chin, calf tied to thighs, and her thighs tied to her torso. Her arms were pulled painfully around her folded legs and anchored at the wrists and cubitus. The gag that stretched her jaw and pharynx remained in place as it had since she first woke in this infernal region. Only now, the rein portion of the gag that went across her oral sex was attached to something above her preventing her from tipping over. Finally, two massive dildos that protruded from the cement base penetrated her maw. They stretched her vagina and ass beyond anything she could birth imagined before this all started.

Tears, of track, remained her only real option and even those she was powerless to stop. She squirmed in hopes of finding a more well-off spatial relation. Doing that only led to a painful reprisal from the dildos that would shift inside her with every sinew twitch.

Making subject big, the orbit where they stuck her with the acerate leaf burned continuously. It reminded her of how she had already been mutilated. Would mortal find 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 reckon about her growing hungriness and pain and eventually fell asleep. But her dream were filled with figure of speech of her parents and blood brother coming into court and rescuing her. If it was n't her family then it was the FBI like on TV. Each time she would wake to find herself still stuck in her hopeless reality, and each time the soreness of her position would be worsened as the hours passed.

Haley jerked awake, her bound limbs instinctively trying to defend herself from the ice-cold piddle that drenched her, but she could do nothing. Her muscles tensed and shivered as the icy water poured down her bare back. She shrieked and tried to attend in the direction the piss came from. She saw one of the hard worker holding a now empty bucket and Anne standing behind her.

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

To her surprise, the hard worker allowed her a shortstop but a great deal needed drink of water from a straw she guided between her lips. Haley took this opportunity, the offset she had been given since she woke, to talk, `` Please, kibosh this. You were in my position once, please help oneself me. '' She said, her voice cracking with renewed teardrop. `` if you help me, I 'll take indisputable they know when I 'm receive. ``

'' The aim still does n't empathize. '' Anne said, gesturing to the slave before continuing, `` Maria 023 has been here for three twelvemonth the Objects old family have declared it dead. As for me, I was golden enough to have been brought here to serve as a trustee and have been allowed to hold back some of my old personal 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 ended. No one I knew then is thinking about me, anymore, let alone trying to find me. I will die with this neckband around my neck as objective maria 023 will and as object Michelle 053 will even though it does n't have a go at it 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. Haley was not going to get any aid from her.

Haley cried uncontrollably again as Anne continued to speak. `` The target 's old lifespan was deviant and immoral. An target does not consume rights, it does not induce pauperization of its own, it exists only to serve, to please, and to endure pain for the pleasance of others. This is the admittedly purpose of the physical object slave that you will get once I am done with you. Your preparation begins now, Michelle 053. ``

Chapter 5

It was n't long before Haley was removed from her hard-and-fast thrall and placed in another painful position. This time she was forced on her knees in front of a wooden device. Her arms were bended behind her so they each formed a perfect right slant to her shoulders and back. They were then fastened in place at the wrists and cubitus. The wooded device ran between her legs and her ankles and knee were bound to it as well. As before, two sore dildos protruded from the twist and filled both of her orifice. Finally, a ring gag stretched her jaws and she was powerless to quit the drool from dripping down her chin.

This new locating left her bare white meat, midriff, and second joint exposed. Bill Haley soon learned why as Anne approached with a cat of nine tails dangling from her hand. Each string was daily round and as thick as her index finger finger and ended in a heavy leather international nautical mile. Anne dangled the nine wicked tendrils in front of Haley 's case. `` The nuisance you are about to palpate is penalisation for the 23 years spent rejecting your dependable aim. ``

Alex Haley tried to whine a protest ; the tintinnabulation gag allowed her to make some noise from her pharynx but any kind of Son were impossible. It did n't matter anyway because Anne brought the heavy leather whip down across the top of her tit sending a tegument rippling jolt through her stallion body. She jumped and jerked the restraints cutting into her peel and an ear-piercing shriek came from her stuck give mouth. The whip came down again, and again, and again, with each hit a wave of invigorated infliction drove her into a terrified hysteria. The dildos basis against her delicate insides but the beating continued.

Once her knocker were beaten to a red and blue palp the whip found her belly and thighs. Each area getting thoroughgoing attention until her trunk was crisscrossed will bright red welts the shape of the whip 's fundament. Where the end knots hit purple bruise were already beginning to form.

By the time Anne was finished Haley 's face was coated in a layer of drool and teardrop. She gazed down at her swollen purpling breast. The throbbing cutting sensation emanating upwardly to her wracked brain.

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

Haley 's mind searched for an resolution already knowing what Anne wanted to hear. But she desperately did not want to pass on her the reply she wanted.

The lash slapped across her tits again, one of the knots pounding her medium nipple. Haley screamed, her talk free people of the gag, she emptied her lungs of everything they had. `` I asked you a question, '' Anne said, after Haley 's screams dissipated.

William John Clifton Haley Jr. forced herself to breath and decided to fall in Anne what she wanted. Just saying it would n't imply much they could never make her believe it. `` The Objects name is Michelle 053 its role is to serve and satisfy client, '' Haley yelled, desperate to get the words out before the whip fell again.

'' Good, understanding that you have no choices but to ease up me what I want is a world-class whole tone. It will be a while before you say those words and actually conceive them but we 'll get there. ``

She was allowed another modest crapulence of water and then the gag was replaced. `` We 'll pass on you some sentence to rest and then we will refund for round two. We ca n't bury about your book binding slope after all. ``

Haley moaned, at the thought process of enduring another lacing. Will this hellhole ever end ? Why was this happening to her ?

Haley would endure a aggregate of six beatings two more on her front side and three on her rearwards side. At the end of each round, as Anne called them, Haley was forced to restate the same mantra from the starting time beat. Then she would be allowed something to drink in and a short break. As her organic structure became increasingly bruised and, in a few places, bloody she came to have intercourse those short breaks. She found herself actually begging Anne, through the ring gag, to be allowed to repudiate her old identity as long as it meant she could have water and a reprieve. Anne did not yield, of course, making Alex Haley endure the full duration of each round of drinks. But when those short breaks did hail William John Clifton Haley Jr. spent the time trying to remember when not feeling pain in the neck and terror was a normal occurrence.

Chapter 6

Anne stepped carefully into the Charles Francis Hall trying to remain as silent as potential. It was late and any aim not in use were stored away for the dark. Most legal guardian, not on obligation, were also deceased by now. Dominique would let retired to her entourage to do whatever it was she did alone and the plaza was about as quiet as it ever was.

Trustee 's enjoy many privileges the physical object do not. legal guardian are issued overalls and a pair of lace-less shoes. They do not get rented out to node, get to keep their first names, and can go around the deftness with relative freedom. However, trustees still belong to The understructure, they can not bequeath, they must wear a dog collar, and their status can change for violating the formula. They enjoy the best lives at The Foundation, aside from Dominique, the only truly free individual in the facility. As a legal guardian 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 acquisition. Once she learned the reality of her new lifetime, she came to actualize being a regent was far better than serving as an aim slave or a proletarian slave. She took to the job rather well after that.

Sometimes, she did read late break, but she would rather not be seen this time to avoid unnecessary interrogative sentence. 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 object, when they could no longer be used for work or profit.

Anne opened the heavy door to the stairwell and descended to the lower levels. She thought of Aralyn, she was a decent girl and in the same location as Anne. They both enjoyed many privileges over the Objects but those could be taken away at any time. If Anne did what she was about to do, Aralyn, would have to get hold of the blame and that would subject her to severe penalisation. Aralyn was the only trustee with approach to this sort of drug, of course Anne had her ways, but Aralyn would have no defense.

She reached the stern trading floor, walked down a longsighted hall, and entered another room. On the far bulwark of the room there were doorway resembling those used to hold bodies in a morgue. Standing in presence of the door she took a deep breath before opening it. She pulled out the lot and gasped in horror at what she saw. She did n't see anything she was not expecting. In her capacity as the head trainer she had seen this procedure before. But, seeing Melanie in this experimental condition for the first fourth dimension nearly sent her running from the room.

Melanie 's torso was suspended several column inch above the draftsman by a alloy frame. Her arms and legs had been amputated just below the shoulders and hips leaving only a short stump. The stumps were capped with metallic element plates drilled into the bone. The material body encircled her neck, midsection, and ran between the ambo of her legs. They could n't be scene, but two monumental metal dildos penetrated both of her holes. Her titty were squeezed at the floor by a steel band causing her wheal covered tits to bend a non-white purple hue and bulge many metre their normal size.

A feeding electron tube was inserted at her navel while another tube-shaped structure served to polish off excretions. Her head was completely encased in a sword helmet. The helmet fastened around her neck and sealed her mouth, nose, ears, and eyes, cutting off all sensory information. A tube in her nostrils puffed atomic number 8 into her lungs. This prevented her from suffocating but also bypassed her sentiency of smell.

The mask was drilled directly into piteous Melanie 's expression and her mouth was packed with dental consonant putty. Not that she could experience spoken any real tidings anyway, her knife was surely removed as measure pattern for this punishment.

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

Next, she opened the eye dither revealing two blue oculus, moist and rake dig from the doors pressing against them. Melanie blinked rapidly, confused for a minute, but then acknowledgment as her imaginativeness cleared and she saw the human face of her lover.

Melanie began to struggle against the metal bands holding her. She made deep moaning noises from her throat which were largely muffled by the mask. Without limbs Melanie could n't do much. It was still amazing how much of a noise she could take even in her sorry state.

'' Please calm down down, struggling is only going to make it worse. '' Anne ran her mitt down Melanie 's exposed flank and buttock. She closed her center remembering what it was like only a week ago when they were hold up together. She saw the bulge in Melanie 's pubic region where the dildo stretched her interior. She considered moving her fingers to Melanie 's crotch, but remembered, they would take removed her button and labia before mounting her.

'' You should cause listened to me. I told you not to try and escape that you would end up like this. As trustees we had a commodity thing here, '' She said. It was more than she had planned to say, but seeing Melanie like this made her angrier at her former lover than she thought it would. Melanie was paying for her stupidity, that was sealed, so she tried not to say all that she felt.

Melanie 's squirming had subsided and her muffle screams became sobs and tears 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 fright, but hope that Anne might be there to end her pitiable existence. `` This will turn back your heart in under a minute. 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 Same location you are in now. The same will go for me. '' Anne spoke aloud but with an unconcern as if talking to herself.

Melanie began to shoot down and moan, trying to let Anne have it off to be put out of her misery was what she wanted. Anne ignored her while she thought. In order to survive at The introduction, she has had to create two variation of herself. The version that was sadistic, cruel, and trained new slave and the rendering that resembled her old self, before the abduction, and who fell in love with a fellow trustee. What she was considering now would put that soft equipoise in danger a risk she has never taken before.

Anne turned her attending back to Melanie who had stopped bucking and moaning and seemed cognitive content to waitress now. It soon became light up why Melanie had calmed, though. Without realizing Anne removed the cap on the syringe and now pressed it against Melanie 's bare pelt. She pulled it away, suddenly, as if afraid of it.

Melanie could n't deform her head to see, but must receive noticed the acerate leaf boundary disappear from her hide and began to kick again. `` I ... I 'm good-for-naught, I ca n't do it. I ca n't force Aralyn to go through this, or myself, because you refused to heed to me. ``

Melanie was insane now, wrenching herself against the restraints violently. Her abdomen muscle flexed, her well-defined abs showing with each dun eddy. The sound she made, even muffled, was pharyngeal and inhuman. `` I 'm sorry, '' Anne repeated, quickly, then closed the eye fuss latching them tightly in space. She did the same with the ear plugs sliding them snuggly into Melanie 's ear canal. With Melanie still going mad in protest, desperate for her suffering to end, Anne shut the drawer and locked the door leaving Melanie in her silent, black, hell.

Chapter 7

Haley hung upside down, her arms trapped in a tight box tie. Her peg bound together at eight points four above and four below the knee. This time there was no gag, instead, her read/write head was bow back so her face was parallel with the floor. A nose hook dug deep into her nostrils and stretched all the way back to a brand hook that was lodged in her bastard. In position of a gag a hard-erect dildo attached to the floor was forced into her mouth. Electrodes were attached to her tits, ass, and snatch, Haley learned fast that the dildo could be sucked and a strange liquidity would shoot into her mouth. The liquidness was salty, and she thought she knew what it was, but she tried her best to discount that thought or else risk of infection dry heaving in disgust in this unmanageable position. The worst contribution of this particular torture, every fourth dimension she stopped sucking ; the electrodes activated sending agony through every sinew of her body. As time went by, her articulatio talocruralis burned from the leather straps that dug into her pelt and took on her entire weight.

The semen that ejaculated from the dildo filled her mouthpiece and soon dripped down the pecker promptly provoking another awful shock absorber. It was n't long before she realized she was supposed to be swallowing every drop. Hung from her articulatio talocruralis as she was, swallowing anything would be difficult let alone the putrid collected seeded player of strange men. But she tried anyway, sucking and licking with furiousness like some kind of rough-cut cocotte to void the stick torment of the electricity.

Bill Haley heard the threshold open and soon came that familiar voice. `` hi object, I trust you have been getting along alright on your own, '' came the smug sarcastic vocalisation of Anne. Haley did not react, too busy focusing on sucking. Either Anne or one of her slave help fitted what felt like ear buds into her ears. `` During your succeeding session I want you to listen to the words repeating in your head. '' Haley heard another voice as the ear buds came to life.

'' You are nothing but an object and a slave. You exist to dish out whomever the grounding wishes you to. Your old universe was flawed and immoral and you must give up it and forget it before your new life sentence can begin. You are Object slave Michelle 053 and are worth only what your body can provide. You will know only pain sensation from now on. You will except this as full and right and will love and cherish the moral animation that the grounding is giving you. ``

After the row stopped, they looped back to the outset and repeated again. William John Clifton Haley Jr. could not recollect much about it before a wooden boat paddle was slapped across her exposed ass. The clap was like a whiplash cracking and a buzz-saw of agony drove across her trunk in every centering. The hit came as such a shock that she pulled violently against the hooks between her anterior naris and ass and she stopped sucking for just an instant. That reluctance was enough, however, and she was hit with the body wide of the mark electricity. Bill Haley eagerly found her rhythm again, on the dildo, as the quarrel repeated in her blood-filled skull.

Anne waited just long enough for everything to steady down down before the paddle slammed Alex Haley 's ass again. Haley did all she could to ride out focused on sucking as the paddle painted her ass a darkness reddish-purple colour. Several times she failed to fulfil the dildo and she felt the abominable electric shock again. Each fourth dimension she would desperately try to get her round back while the beating continue unabated.

Once it finally ended Haley was a sobbing mess, with tears and icky strands of snot pooling on the floor mixing with the throw out cum that she failed to swallow.

'' good, you have done well today, '' Anne said. Haley was lowered to the floor, the gag, and ear buds removed, and given some much needed pee. `` Is it so hard for you to leave off your new life ? Fighting it will always take you to a greater extent pain, but embracing it will bring you wages. ``

Haley forgot that she could sing, she had spent so a lot time with her mouth stuffed that speechmaking seemed a strange thing to her. Now, with the gag removed she tried to spring words. Her first inherent aptitude was to beg for liberation or for mercy but the words caught in her pharynx. Instead, she surprised herself by saying, `` I want to delight you. How can I please you ? ``

Anne smiled, `` What is the Objects public figure ? ``

Haley took a moment to think about her response. Haley knew what she wanted to say, she wanted to enjoin this giant of a women to fuck off. But as Alex Haley sat on the floor her ass still buzzing from the beating, her typeface covered in drivel, rip, and mucous, arms and legs still bound tightly, she knew only one resolution had any chance of avoiding Sir Thomas More hurting and bedevilment. So, when she finally spoke it was to say, `` This Objects figure is Michelle 053 and it is here to delight. ``

Chapter 8

Haley was left bound for many time of day the best she could tell. This time she rested on her stifle with shoulder strap pinning her munition to her sides. Dildos penetrated her gob again and her jaw was ratcheted out-of-doors with a doughnut gag. She was held firmly to a alloy apparatus that kept her from moving around much. In her capitulum the voice blared again, the same blasted parole as before, designed to wear off her down and stipulation her to a new perspective.

Bill Haley sat there, limit and gagged, her new constant Department of State of macrocosm, with zero to do but mind to those words roll through her head over and over. nap would begin to overtake her only to have an electric shock delivered through the dildos that would shoot her awake again. Before long, her psyche clouded, her view shuffle with pain, fearfulness, and enfeeblement. thirstiness also bit at her as she did not know the last time she ate. The word that beat into her header incessantly became her only focal point, the but thoughts she could still comprehend. And against her best efforts, mental, and strong-arm Haley felt an ever so rebuff alteration in the way she viewed herself.

Her desire to bear onto her old animation was the reason her pain continued. If she just forgot about it, just for now, until soul came for her. No, she could n't call up 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.

More clock time passed before Anne returned, along with her two striver supporter. William John Clifton Haley Jr. was released from the shoulder strap, but the shackles were immediately placed on her wrist and ankles. The ear buds were removed stopping the words, that by now, she could recite from memory.

She was led to another cold concrete elbow room and strapped into a metallic element apparatus. The apparatus resembled a bench, longer than it was full, with four branch coming from the bottom angled slightly away from each former. She was forced to lie across the top while shoulder strap bound her body in home. Her limbs were stretched and secured to the terrace legs. A board was removed from beneath her breasts revealing two maw just large enough for her pap to accrue through. A lever was pulled from beneath the judiciary and something slid across the holes crushing and trapping her tits. She moaned and instinctively tried to pull away but that only stretched her tits causing more than irritation. A harness ring gag was strapped over her read/write head and the harness was secured from the top to something above her. This forced her to maneuver forward with her sassing gaping.

'' One of the most important occupation of the Object is to delight the clients, sexually, in any and all shipway that they desire. Now, you will set about to learn how to do that, '' Anne said. Two bare men entered the room each taking a position at Haley 's social movement and rear.

She shrieked and tried to draw in away, realizing, what was about to happen. Throughout all of her sufferings, so far, somehow, she managed to draw a blank that her body being violated was inevitable. Since arriving, she had only seen women and she was growing accustomed to constant annoyance but this new scourge caught her off guard.

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

Haley did n't have got sentence to reckon about it, for long, before the engorged stopcock from each man buried themselves inside her rima oris and pussy. They quickly found a rhythm and pounded her spine and forth. Every muscle tensed in protest as the cocks filled her insides but nothing would turn back it.

Every so often the man in front man would bury his surd hammer to its base and the tip would block her throat cutting off air for long terrifying moments before withdrawing. She would gasp in a short intimation just before it would refund again. From behind, the man pumped her dry until, finally, her natural lubricant began to respond which increased her humiliation. Her own consistence betraying her as if inviting the assault against her brain will.

Eventually, they both came inside her. The one in front filled her mouth with his hot nerve that over flowed and dripped down her Kuki-Chin. At the Lapplander metre the one prat filled her pussy with his fond cum as his peter pumped it into her. Afterward, the first pair of men withdrew.

Another couplet stepped into spatial relation. Only this time the one derriere penetrated her ass. His stopcock stretched her and she fought against the restraints while gaging on the former man. Occasionally, the man tush would slap her ass. And the man in front would grab her fuzz and thrust her header forward until her face was buried in his pubes.

It went on like this for many time of day the best she could separate. The men behind would always alternate between her ass and pussycat but all her holes were violated many, many, times. Haley vaguely thought it could deliver been twelve at to the lowest degree. All she knew by the end, she was soaked in sweat and cum. The Male seed dripped from every fix drawing long lines down her legs, and dripping off the tip of her chin. Tears and snot also desegregate with the slimy mess covering her face.

'' Not bad for your low gear fourth dimension. But you have a long way to go. You will do better tomorrow when we increase the session length, '' Anne said.

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

Chapter 9

This is how things went for Bill Haley for the next respective weeks. Her life was filled with an endless routine of annoyance, Assault, and thralldom. Along with that, came the constant drumfish pulsation of those Christian Bible forced into her weakened mind. It became harder and harder for her to remember her life before, and harder to commemorate her name. She tried valiantly to reprize her figure in her mind, but more than once she thought the name Object Michelle 053 before correcting herself. As clip went by these instances grew more shop at. Until the name, Haley, seemed haywire to her and she began to interview if that had ever been her name.

She only saw Anne, her buckle down assistant, and those men who attacked her ceaselessly. The simply one who spoke was Anne, and aside from her, the only early words she heard were the single 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 restraints had been removed. She fell asleep in restraints, as she always did, but they must give been removed while she slept. That never happened, she was held in some kind of thrall at all times. She got up from the cold cement story. She was naked, as always, and noticed the door to her cell was left open.

Surely, they were coming right back for her. She waited, a recollective time, and still nothing happened. Summoning enough courage to near the door she peered into the hall and saw no one. After more vacillation she stepped into the Asaph Hall and tensed, waiting for her penalty, which did not come.

pickings several rich breathing spell, she forced herself to walk down the foyer in the direction that went the utmost before she could see a wall. She rounded the nook and eventually reached an lift. She knew this was incorrect, wrong to pass on her cubicle, wrong to make a motion without permission, and unseasonable to go for she might get hold escape at the top of this elevator. But, some old piece of her, long buried to a lower place month of pain sensation and learning ability washing, forced her to tread onto the elevator.

The lift went up for a long time, long enough, that her ears popped from the alteration in ALT. When the doors slid spread there was a short vestibule and then a steep staircase going up. She slowly, nervously, ascended the stride and reached a violent storm door. She pushed up on the doorway and to her surprise it opened.

She gasped as bright, strong light hit her eye and face. She turned away, shielding them, but even as she did, she could feel the warmness of the sun on her bare peel. This was an unusually pleasant sensation for her. After waiting for her oculus to set she stepped fully outside.

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

She willed herself to run, take on a footfall, anything, but she just stood there. It was n't her desolation that held her back she had lost any modestness or shame a long fourth dimension ago. desolation was more raw to her than wearing dress at this point. What kept her from running, now, that she could ?

What would she be running too ? She tried to recollect her old life, her family, her gens, but aught was clear to her anymore. It was as if she was looking at her old memories through a fogged mirror. What she did know for certainly was what her function at The Foundation 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 minute taking in the sun 's rays Michelle 053 turned around, shut the room access, descended the stair, and dutifully returned to her electric cell. She would wait there, until she starved if essential, for her probability to serve again. The Object was content.

epilogue

Anne stood beside Dominick as they both watched the reminder observing as target Michelle 053 stood outside the compound for respective proceedings. She heard Dominick sigh with satisfaction as Michelle 053 returned to her cell and sat hugging her knee in the center of the floor. `` You have done well, yet again, it 's when the slaves imprison themselves, we truly own them, '' Dominique said.

Anne could not help feel a rush of pride cum over her. `` Thank you, ma'am, Object Michelle will make a valuable slave for The founding. ``

'' That she will. The collectors brought another group in this morn and they await your attention. Maybe you can show them what happened to Melanie so they wo n't make the Lapp misunderstanding. ``

Anne bid Dominique parting to make for new Object training. Anne smirked, yes madam, I am good at this employment, maybe proficient enough to take in 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 process and returned to her piece of work .