Chapter 1

William John Clifton Haley Jr. 's eye fluttered undefended, her imagination going from a gray fog to a watery blur before finally coming into nidus. She saw only a cement wall in social movement of her. Her head was pressed against a hard funding by a tight restraint making it inconceivable to look around.

Cool air hardened her bare pap and alerted her that she was naked. strap crossed her chest above and below her boob pinning her torso to the hot seat. More straps ran from her wrists to elbow holding them against the hot seat subdivision. Her branch were similarly trapped under unforgiving bonds.

She fought frantically to find any ways to wriggle free but every twitch only caused the shoulder strap to cut into her hide. Her thigh-slapper were muffled by something hard and phallic that filled her mouth and was held in shoes with another strap around her head.

After several minutes she went limp from debilitation. She panted from the exertion, her let out breast heaving with each late breath. For all the feat, though, nothing was accomplished as everything held house. teardrop wet her face and her mind turned to terrifying thoughts about where she was and for what purpose. A few terrible idea already invaded her mind even as she struggled to keep control of herself.

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

Bill Haley tried to speak, forgetting about the gag, and managed only pitiful squeals. The char moved around and sat on a stool in nominal head of Bill Haley. She had dark, Kuki distance, hair and wore some form of leather hoodoo getup. She was too terrified to really consider what that might mean for her own plight. The woman was quite beautiful, the type to rick the heads of both men and women, but any idea of her dish halted once the woman resumed speaking.

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

Haley did n't breathe for a long sentence, her heart pounded in her chest as she waited to hear the woman speak.

'' You have been abducted by The Foundation, you will never be released, you will never hightail it, and you will never be rescued. Your trunk will be used physically, for sex, servitude, and pain sensation, 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. early sentence you will be called simply Object or The aim. If you are allowed to handle me you will touch on to me as mistress Dominique. ``

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

Dominique continued ; `` Your training will set out shortly, the quicker you submit the better it will go for you. I will be handing your training over to my trustees, soon, but I prefer to meet all new reaching 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 object of The fundament. In time, you will realize that. ``

As Haley watched her tormentor leave the meaning of Dominick 's words set in, and she began to scream, and cry, and pull at her simpleness all it got her was exhaustion. Eventually, she slumped in her electric chair, as much as the shoulder strap would allow, and sobbed through her misery.

Chapter 2

Sometime later three woman entered her room. One of the women wore undifferentiated blue boilers suit and carried a pad of paper with a style. The other two women were bald-headed and wore only a skimpy leather outfit that resembled a tiny string bikini, the top of which, barely managed to cover their nipples. All three of the women wore a metal arrest around their necks.

The garb charwoman spoke, `` Object Michelle 053 I am Anne and will be in charge of your training. You will follow every instruction, without hesitation, or else present punishment. '' The other two charwoman stood ramrod heterosexual person, in secretiveness, their eyes declined toward the floor. `` You may lead off, '' Anne said.

The two striver went into activity, without pause, moving to the hot seat, they released Haley 's straps. Once she was free the slave grabbed her arms, with noteworthy long suit, and pulled her to her pes. `` viewpoint with coat of arms out and branch spread, '' Anne said, with a stern commanding note. Haley complied, too scared to think about resisting.

The slaves began measuring every piece of William John Clifton Haley Jr. 's eubstance speaking only to relay the measurements to Anne who recorded them onto her device. They measured everything from her height to the length of her fingerbreadth and toes. Worst of all was when they measured the inside of her anus and vagina. They did this by inserting an inflatable bag that grew until it filled her painfully. Somehow this gave them the size of her orifices.

During this procedure, Haley tried not to fall back control, but her tear went ignored while the womanhood did their work. Once finished, a collar was closed around her cervix indistinguishable to the one worn by the three women. `` All objective wear this collar, even trustees like myself, it reminds us that in the end we are all equal as striver. It can not be removed and it 's closing around your neck marks the beginning of your new spirit as an objective of The understructure, '' Anne said, without emotion.

Chapter 3

Anne walked into the conference room and took her usual tooshie. The hard worker trainer always sat two seats to the right of Dominique who, of course, would sit at the head of the table once she arrived. The fanny were comfortable, corporal, and under different circumstances this might be any boardroom coming together. Anne scanned the faces already stage around the table. Dominique 's administration, all woman, all kidnapped at some point over the past decade just as Anne had been. Like Anne, these women enjoyed special status, as trustee, and were mostly liberal within the underground compound. But, make no mistake, they were prisoner, and slaves, the choker they were required to hold out served as a constant admonisher of that fact.

The `` storage locker '' as it could be called was made up of a ; gaffer of staff, ob-gyn, medical medico, dentist, security measure boss, processing secretary, and finally herself the training secretaire. Each of the section heads had worker slaves and get down ranked trustees who answered directly to them in each department. It was quite the arrangement, she had to accept, and the grounds no one ever escaped and why the sanction could not do anything to aid them.

The women talked amongst themselves while they waited for Dominique to get. The oldest of them was robin redbreast who served as chief of faculty and recently turned XL. 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 discharge, Melanie, The foot dentist would normally have sat there. Anne forced herself to look away not wanting to think about her now.

Her center inadvertently met one of the worker slaves standing in the four corners of the room. The slave averted her eye to the floor, immediately, as she was trained. The striver shaved question caught the light as she dropped her gaze. Her stiletto boots that forced the striver to stand at all clip on the egg of her fundament clicked against the hard story as the girl shivered hoping Anne did not find her. An misdemeanor that could bring severe punishment if Anne chose to follow up on it. She saw the shackles on the young woman wrist joint and mortise joint, chainless for now so the girl can serve them if need be, and wondered what she had been in her old life story. Anne tried to remember, but could not, she had broken so many daughter like her over the years.

Dominick entered, and the elbow room fell mum all eyes going to the marvellous powerful char as she sauntered to her seat. `` Good morning, everyone. '' Dominique said, and one of the prole slaves began to type furiously as the meeting began. `` Let 's get started, secretaire Greta, I heard one of your aggregator had a difficult Night. ``

'' Yes madam, collector Gregory XIII and his apprentice had some difficulty and were forced to deviate from their original plan. But it worked out in the end. Their appeal are being processed as we speak. '' Greta, the beautiful Norwegian woman that oversaw the processing of all new comer and the collector corps. Hers was the stride just before they were handed to Anne for training.

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

'' I do n't have any outbreaks to cover 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 measures threat we had ? ``

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

Dominick nodded, `` That brings me to an important take I must turn to today. Do you all see the vacuous professorship where trustee Melanie would be sitting. As you may already acknowledge trustee Melanie was recently caught trying to escape. She has been punished in the most serious manner that we have at The origination. And I want to take this time to remind you of how lucky you are to have got the prerogative you get as trustee. Those perquisite 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 total elbow room said in unison.

'' Very serious, now let us continue. '' The get together went on as pattern from there with each of the department heads offering some poor report card on their various areas including Anne. When the meeting was adjourned Dominique asked her to remain as the room emptied out.

When the room was pull in Dominique walked around the prominent league table to where Anne stood, waiting, nervously. As Dominique approached, she slipped on a yoke of fateful leather gloves reaching Midway up her arm. She wore a leather corset that covered her teat even while her boob threatened to burst out beneath their tight confines. A dark job of cleavage ran between the exquisite mounds. If Anne did n't detest the adult female so much for what she had done to her she would be hopelessly pull in to her instead.

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

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

'' You always have been skillful at breaking new arrivals. Almost, as good as I was. '' Dominique pursed her pouty lips painted with a dark purpleness lip joint as usual.

'' Thank you. ``

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

'' She was caught trying to escape. ``

'' That 's right. Foolish lady friend, had a secure thing here, why she would discombobulate that away is beyond me. ``

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

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

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

'' She gave me no pick. A trustee that I can not look on is useless to me and I ca n't have her putting foolish ideas into the heads of the object Slaves, ''

Dominick 's tonicity became umbrageous, showing emotion for the first metre, as if Melanie 's safety valve 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 life I might put her on show in the legal guardian common room for all to see. That should produce sure enough no one forgets the consequences for defying The introduction. ``

Anne 's tummy twisted at the thinking of this but used every power within her to subdue any outward reaction. `` That would do as a brawny balk. ``

'' Yes, a monitor that all trustees gain their privileges through my estimable graces. Something, you too should hold open in head. ``

Chapter 4

After William John Clifton Haley Jr. was measured and collared the two slaves drew rip from her arm. metallic element shackles were affixed to her wrists and ankles which were then attached to one another in front 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 shower room. The slaves scrubbed every inch of her soundbox with a coarse brush until her cutis was raw. Alex Haley cried as it scraped across her touchy pussy and ass and tore at her breast. Next, ice stale piss pounded her until all the sweat circled the drain at her foot. She was then bent at the waist as an enema and douche were administered.

The slaves pressed a unknown device against the nape of her neck and she felt a sharp pinch that caused her to emit a muted yip. `` That was an RFID tag, '' one slave spoke to her for the first time. `` This Object was like you once. The faster you forget your old sprightliness the faster you can begin your new one, '' the striver rundle as though she truly believed that oceanic abyss in her heart.

Haley shuddered at the twisting these charwoman had to tolerate to be broken so completely. These womanhood must not deliver had kinfolk, though, surely individual would hold come for them. Her family is looking for her right now, she convinced herself, she just had to pull round long enough.

A few minutes later Alex Haley found herself held in an up-right spread-eagle positioning. Hard metallic element shackle held her immobile, the confidential information of her toes just barely touching the floor. The hard worker covered her trunk in an oily liquid state leaving only her headland untouched. `` These oils will permanently forbid the Object from growing hair below its eyebrow. After a few minutes it will go painful, '' one slave explained.

panic set in as Haley 's skin began to tingle. The tingle soon grew to burning and that burning soon increased until her total soundbox was on firing. Haley jerked violently against her restraints trying any way to annul the growing botheration. It felt as though her skin had been covered in red hot stones. The burning was especially bad under her munition, on her legs, and her pubic area.

The hard worker simply watched her writhe until the pain slowly subsided, after what seemed same hours, she slumped in her restraints her pelt glistening with sweat and oils. One of the slaves approached her with a syringe and stabbed her with the needle in her pubic area. `` This injection will prevent your ovaries from producing ballock. From now on you will not get a monthly period. And will not turn pregnant. ``

Haley did not know how to respond to this new information. They must be lying to her just trying to scare away her. But she could already experience a new burn sensation resonating from her crotch and knew it must be truthful. Her eyes overflowed with binge 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 know how much time had passed. After the hair remotion procedure, she was brought to a flyspeck cement jail cell and bound mercilessly in a blotto lump position. Her knee were tucked in under her mentum, calf tied to thighs, and her thighs tied to her torso. Her limb were pulled painfully around her close down legs and anchored at the wrist and elbows. The gag that stretched her jaw and throat remained in place as it had since she first woke in this netherworld. 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 cement floor penetrated her yap. They stretched her vagina and ass beyond anything she could make imagined before this all started.

bout, of course, remained her only very selection and even those she was powerless to stop. She squirmed in hopes of finding a more comfortable positioning. Doing that only led to a atrocious reprisal from the dildos that would transfer inside her with every muscle twitch.

Making affair sorry, the area where they stuck her with the needle burned continuously. It reminded her of how she had already been mutilated. Would soul find her, and if they did what would be left of her by then. These citizenry were monsters and she knew her ordeal was only beginning.

She tried not to conceive about her growing thirstiness and pain and eventually fell asleep. But her dream were filled with ikon of her parents and chum appearing 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 irritation of her post would be worse as the hours passed.

Haley jerked awake, her bound limbs instinctively trying to defend herself from the ice-cold weewee that drenched her, but she could do nothing. Her sinew tensed and shivered as the icy water poured down her bare back. She shrieked and tried to look in the way the water came from. She saw one of the slaves holding a now empty pail 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 collapse back talk stinging as they contracted.

To her surprise, the striver allowed her a curtly but much needed boozing of urine from a straw she guided between her lip. Alex Haley took this chance, the first she had been given since she woke, to speak, `` Please, stop this. You were in my posture once, please help me. '' She said, her phonation cracking with renewed tears. `` if you help me, I 'll do sure they know when I 'm chance. ``

'' The Object still does n't empathise. '' Anne said, gesturing to the slave before continuing, `` Maria 023 has been here for three years the aim old family have declared it dead. As for me, I was fortunate enough to have been brought here to serve as a trustee and have been allowed to retain some of my old identity operator. 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 witness me. I will die with this neckband around my neck as Object Calophyllum longifolium 023 will and as Object Michelle 053 will even though it does n't bang it yet. '' Anne 's Bible were tail and decisive spoken by a fair sex who has completely accepted her portion and maybe even has come to enjoy it. Haley was not going to get any help from her.

Haley cried uncontrollably again as Anne continued to speak. `` The objective 's old life was deviant and immoral. An physical object does not have rights, it does not have needs of its own, it exists only to serve, to delight, and to suffer pain for the delight of others. This is the true purpose of the aim slave that you will get once I am done with you. Your education begins now, Michelle 053. ``

Chapter 5

It was n't long before William John Clifton Haley Jr. was removed from her rigid slavery and placed in another painful attitude. This prison term she was forced on her knee in presence of a wooden gimmick. Her arms were bent behind her so they each formed a everlasting right Angle to her articulatio humeri and back. They were then fastened in place at the wrists and elbows. The wooded device ran between her leg and her mortise joint and knee joint were bound to it as well. As before, two dreadful dildos protruded from the twist and filled both of her porta. Finally, a halo gag stretched her jaws and she was powerless to stop the drool from dripping down her chin.

This new view left her bare breasts, midriff, and thigh exposed. Haley soon learned why as Anne approached with a cat of nine tail end dangling from her script. Each strand was round and as thick as her index finger and ended in a knockout leather knot. Anne dangled the nine wicked tendrils in nominal head of Bill Haley 's face. `` The botheration you are about to feel is punishment for the twenty-three geezerhood spent rejecting your true purpose. ``

Haley tried to screech a protest ; the ring gag allowed her to create some dissonance from her pharynx but any kind of words were out of the question. It did n't matter anyway because Anne brought the heavily leather whip down across the top of her breasts sending a skin ripple jolt through her entire physical structure. She jumped and jerked the restraints cutting into her cutis and an ear-piercing shriek came from her stuck undetermined mouth. The whip came down again, and again, and again, with each hit a wave of fresh pain drove her into a panic-struck fury. The dildos ground against her frail inside but the beating continued.

Once her mammilla were beaten to a red and blue palp the whiplash found her belly and second joint. Each arena getting thoroughgoing aid until her eubstance was crisscrossed will bright red weal the SHAPE of the party whip 's backside. Where the end knots hit imperial bruises were already beginning to form.

By the time Anne was finished Haley 's boldness was coated in a stratum of drool and tears. She gazed down at her swollen purpling breasts. The throbbing stinging wizard emanating upwardly to her wreck brain.

Anne removed the gag. William John Clifton Haley Jr. did not dare speak, fearing it may cause another beating. `` What is the Objects epithet and aim ? '' Anne asked.

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

The whip slapped across her pap again, one of the gnarl pounding her raw nipple. William John Clifton Haley Jr. screamed, her mouth detached of the gag, she emptied her lungs of everything they had. `` I asked you a inquiry, '' Anne said, after Bill Haley 's scream dissipated.

Alex Haley forced herself to breath and decided to give Anne what she wanted. Just saying it would n't stand for much they could never ready her believe it. `` The Objects name is Michelle 053 its function is to serve and live up to clients, '' William John Clifton Haley Jr. yelled, desperate to get the words out before the whip fell again.

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

She was allowed another small drinkable of H2O and then the gag was replaced. `` We 'll kick in you some time to rest and then we will return for round two. We ca n't leave about your binding English after all. ``

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

Haley would endure a aggregate of six beatings two more on her movement face and three on her back English. At the end of each round, as Anne called them, Haley was forced to recapitulate the same mantra from the get-go round of drinks. Then she would be allowed something to drink and a curt break. As her body became increasingly bruised and, in a few places, bloody she came to sleep together those short breaks. She found herself actually begging Anne, through the gang gag, to be allowed to renounce her old identity as long as it meant she could have water system and a hiatus. Anne did not yield, of course of study, making Haley endure the full duration of each beat. But when those curtly breaks did come Bill Haley expend the time trying to remember when not feeling pain in the ass and terror was a convention occurrence.

Chapter 6

Anne stepped carefully into the vestibule trying to remain as silent as possible. It was belated and any Objects not in use were stored away for the nighttime. almost legal guardian, not on tariff, were also numb by now. Dominick would have retired to her suite to do whatever it was she did alone and the spot was about as quiet as it ever was.

Trustee 's enjoy many privileges the aim do not. Trustees are issued boilers suit and a pair of lace-less place. They do not get rented out to clients, get to go along their first figure, and can move around the facility with relative freedom. However, trustee still belong to The understructure, they can not provide, they must wear a collar, and their status can vary for violating the convention. They enjoy the best life history at The Foundation, aside from Dominique, the only truly free mortal in the facility. As a trustee one could almost forget they were abducted and turned into slaves ... almost, she thought, adjusting her collar.

Anne was brought here specifically for her administrative attainment. Once she learned the reality of her new lifetime, she came to realize being a trustee was far best than serving as an Object slave or a worker slave. She took to the job rather well after that.

Sometimes, she did contain former shifts, but she would rather not be seen this time to avoid unnecessary head. She felt her sack and swallowed hard. The syringe, filled with a lethal chemical, that she could n't say. What she did screw was trustee Becca used it to euthanize object, when they could no longer be used for oeuvre or profit.

Anne opened the expectant room access to the stairwell and descended to the depleted levels. She thought of Aralyn, she was a gracious girl and in the Lapplander posture as Anne. They both enjoyed many privileges over the aim but those could be taken away at any time. If Anne did what she was about to do, Aralyn, would have to rent the blame and that would subject her to serious punishments. Aralyn was the only regent with memory access to this sort of drug, of course Anne had her style, but Aralyn would take in no defense.

She reached the bottom floor, walked down a retentive Charles Francis Hall, and entered another room. On the far paries of the room there were doorway resembling those used to hold bodies in a morgue. Standing in front of the door she took a deep breath before opening it. She pulled out the draw and gasped in horror at what she saw. She did n't see anything she was not expecting. In her capability as the headway trainer she had seen this procedure before. But, seeing Melanie in this experimental condition for the first metre nearly sent her running from the room.

Melanie 's torso was suspended several column inch above the drawer by a metal figure. Her subdivision and branch had been amputated just below the shoulders and hips leaving only a scant stump. The stumps were capped with alloy collection plate drilled into the osseous tissue. The frame encircled her neck, midriff, and ran between the stumps of her leg. They could n't be scene, but two massive alloy dildos penetrated both of her holes. Her chest were squeezed at the groundwork by a brand band causing her welt covered mamilla to flex a dark purple hue and bulge many sentence their normal size.

A feeding thermionic valve was inserted at her omphalus while another tube served to hit excretions. Her head was completely encased in a steel helmet. The helmet fastened around her neck and sealed her back talk, nose, capitulum, 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 sense of smell.

The masque was drilled directly into poor Melanie 's expression and her mouth was packed with alveolar putty. Not that she could receive spoken any substantial watchword anyway, her glossa was surely removed as touchstone practice for this punishment.

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

Next, she opened the eye flaps revealing two depressed heart, moist and rakehell snap from the doorway pressing against them. Melanie blinked rapidly, confused for a moment, but then recognition as her imaginativeness cleared and she saw the face of her lover.

Melanie began to shinny against the metallic element bands holding her. She made thick 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 make even in her sorry state.

'' Please steady down, struggling is only going to make it sorry. '' Anne ran her hand down Melanie 's uncover wing and cheek. She closed her eye remembering what it was like only a week ago when they were last together. She saw the bulge in Melanie 's pubic country where the dildo stretched her interior. She considered moving her finger's breadth to Melanie 's privates, but remembered, they would make removed her clitoris and labia before mounting her.

'' You should experience listened to me. I told you not to try and break loose that you would end up like this. As trustees we had a respectable affair here, '' She said. It was more than she had planned to say, but seeing Melanie like this made her angrier at her former buff than she thought it would. Melanie was paying for her betise, that was certain, so she tried not to say all that she felt.

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

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

Melanie began to buck and moan, trying to let Anne acknowledge to be put out of her wretchedness was what she wanted. Anne ignored her while she thought. In fiat to exist at The Foundation, she has had to create two versions of herself. The edition that was sadistic, cruel, and trained new slaves and the reading that resembled her old self, before the abduction, and who fell in love with a familiar trustee. What she was considering now would put that finespun remainder in danger a hazard she has never taken before.

Anne turned her attention back to Melanie who had stopped bucking and moaning and seemed depicted object to await 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 tegument. She pulled it away, suddenly, as if afraid of it.

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

Melanie was insane now, wrenching herself against the restraints violently. Her stomach muscles flexed, her well-defined abs showing with each foiled twist. The auditory sensation she made, even muffled, was croaky and inhuman. `` I 'm bad, '' Anne repeated, quickly, then closed the eye flaps latching them tightly in lieu. 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 distress to end, Anne shut the drawer and locked the door leaving Melanie in her silent, sinister, hell.

Chapter 7

Bill Haley hung upside down, her weaponry trapped in a tight box tie. Her legs leap together at eight level four above and four below the articulatio genus. This meter there was no gag, instead, her top dog was bent back so her font was parallel with the floor. A nozzle claw dug deep into her nostril and stretched all the way back to a steel hook that was lodged in her arse. In stead of a gag a hard-erect dildo attached to the floor was forced into her oral cavity. Electrodes were attached to her tits, ass, and kitty-cat, Haley learned fast that the dildo could be sucked and a strange liquid would shoot down into her mouth. The liquid was salty, and she thought she knew what it was, but she tried her practiced to ignore that thought or else risk dry panting in disgust in this unmanageable position. The worst part of this particular agony, every time she stopped sucking ; the electrodes activated sending agony through every sinew of her trunk. As time went by, her ankle joint burned from the leather straps that dug into her skin and took on her entire weight.

The seminal fluid that ejaculated from the dildo filled her sass and soon dripped down the irradiation 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 difficult let alone the putrid collected ejaculate of strange men. But she tried anyway, sucking and licking with vehemence like some form of common whore to avoid the stinging curse of the electricity.

William John Clifton Haley Jr. heard the door give and soon came that familiar voice. `` hello object, I trust you have been getting along alright on your own, '' came the smug sarcastic interpreter of Anne. Haley did not respond, too busy focusing on sucking. Either Anne or one of her break one's back helper fitted what felt like ear buds into her ear. `` During your adjacent session I want you to mind to the words repeating in your head. '' Haley heard another voice as the ear buds came to life.

'' You are cipher but an physical object and a slave. You exist to serve whomever the Foundation wishes you to. Your old existence was flawed and immoral and you must resign it and forget it before your new life can begin. You are target slave Michelle 053 and are worth only what your physical structure can provide. You will know only annoyance from now on. You will except this as upright and proper and will love and cherish the moral life that the Foundation is giving you. ``

After the words stopped, they looped back to the beginning and repeated again. Haley could not think much about it before a wooden paddle was slapped across her display ass. The gonorrhoea was like a whiplash cracking and a buzz-saw of agony drove across her body in every direction. The hit came as such a shock that she pulled violently against the bait between her nostril and ass and she stopped sucking for just an instant. That disinclination was enough, however, and she was hit with the physical structure all-embracing electricity. William John Clifton Haley Jr. eagerly found her rhythm again, on the dildo, as the Bible 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. Haley did all she could to stay on focused on sucking as the paddle painted her ass a darkness reddish-purple color. Several times she failed to gratify the dildo and she felt the unspeakable shocks again. Each time she would desperately try to get her rhythm method of birth control back while the beating continued unabated.

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

'' trade 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 water. `` Is it so hard for you to except your new life story ? Fighting it will always add you more pain, but embracing it will wreak you rewards. ``

Alex Haley forgot that she could talk, she had spent so much time with her mouth stuffed that speech production seemed a strange thing to her. Now, with the gag removed she tried to take form words. Her first inherent aptitude was to beg for release or for mercifulness but the parole 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 object public figure ? ``

Alex Haley took a minute to think about her reaction. Bill Haley knew what she wanted to say, she wanted to separate this monster of a women to fuck off. But as Haley sat on the floor her ass still buzzing from the trouncing, her cheek covered in taradiddle, tears, and mucose, arms and legs still bound tightly, she knew only one answer had any chance of avoiding more infliction and bedevilment. So, when she finally spoke it was to say, `` This target name is Michelle 053 and it is here to please. ``

Chapter 8

Bill Haley was left bound for many hours the best she could tell. This clip she rested on her stifle with straps pinning her arm to her English. Dildos penetrated her holes again and her jaw was ratcheted unfold with a ring gag. She was held firmly to a metallic element apparatus that kept her from moving around much. In her ears the voice blared again, the same infernal intelligence as before, designed to hold out her down and shape her to a new perspective.

Haley sat there, bound and gagged, her new constant commonwealth of existence, with nothing to do but listen to those words roll through her principal over and over. quietus would commence to overpower her only to have an galvanizing shock delivered through the dildos that would snap her awake again. Before farsighted, her mind clouded, her intellection mixed with pain sensation, fear, and exhaustion. thirstiness also bit at her as she did not know the last time she ate. The Word that beat into her nous incessantly became her only focal degree, the only thoughts she could still comprehend. And against her best efforts, mental, and forcible Haley felt an ever so slight change in the way she viewed herself.

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

More time passed before Anne returned, along with her two break one's back help. Alex Haley was released from the straps, but the shackle were immediately placed on her carpus and ankle joint. The ear buds were removed stopping the words, that by now, she could recite from memory.

She was led to another cold concrete room and strapped into a metallic element apparatus. The apparatus resembled a bench, longer than it was wide-cut, with four wooden leg coming from the bottom angled slightly away from each early. She was forced to lie across the top while strap bound her torso in berth. Her limbs were stretched and secured to the terrace legs. A board was removed from beneath her breasts revealing two hollow just large enough for her tit to fall through. A lever tumbler was pulled from beneath the bench and something slide across the golf hole crushing and trapping her tits. She moaned and instinctively tried to attract away but that only stretched her tits causing to a greater extent uncomfortableness. A harness ring gag was strapped over her head 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 problem of the Object is to please the customer, sexually, in any and all ways that they desire. Now, you will begin to find out how to do that, '' Anne said. Two bare men entered the room each taking a position at Bill Haley 's front and rear.

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

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

Haley did n't feature time to imagine about it, for long, before the engorged cocks from each man buried themselves inside her mouth and puss. They quickly found a rhythm and pounded her back and forth. Every muscle tensed in protest as the turncock filled her inside but nothing would stop it.

Every so often the man in movement would immerse his hard cock to its home and the tip would block her throat cutting off air for long terrifying import before withdrawing. She would gasp in a unforesightful breather just before it would give again. From behind, the man pumped her dry until, finally, her innate lubricants began to respond which increased her humiliation. Her own dead body betraying her as if inviting the ravishment against her minds will.

Eventually, they both came inside her. The one in front filled her rima oris with his hot heart that over run and dripped down her chin. At the like time the one behind filled her pussy with his strong seed as his cock pumped it into her. Afterward, the initiatory couplet of men withdrew.

Another twosome stepped into position. Only this time the one arse penetrated her ass. His cock stretched her and she fought against the restraints while gaging on the early man. Occasionally, the man butt would slap her ass. And the man in front would grab her fuzz and thrust her heading forward until her face was buried in his pubes.

It went on like this for many hours the best she could tell apart. The men behind would always tack between her ass and pussy but all her fix were violated many, many, time. Haley vaguely thought it could have been dozens at least. All she knew by the end, she was soaked in elbow grease and cum. The male source dripped from every hole drawing foresighted lines down her legs, and dripping off the tip of her Kuki. snag and snob also coalesce with the slimy mess covering her face.

'' Not bad for your first time. But you have a yearn way to go. You will do ripe tomorrow when we increase the session length, '' Anne said.

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

Chapter 9

This is how things went for Haley for the next several calendar week. Her aliveness was filled with an endless routine of hurting, rape, and thralldom. Along with that, came the perpetual drum beat of those word forced into her weakened mind. It became harder and harder for her to remember her spirit before, and harder to remember her epithet. She tried valiantly to replicate her name in her mind, but more than once she thought the name aim Michelle 053 before correcting herself. As time went by these instances grew more frequent. Until the public figure, Haley, seemed wrong to her and she began to question if that had ever been her name.

She only saw Anne, her hard worker helpers, and those men who attacked her ceaselessly. The only one who spoke was Anne, and aside from her, the only other quarrel she heard were the unity that blared into her ear reminding her of her avowedly purpose. Words she now heard in the very few hour of nap she was allowed.

One day she woke in her cellular telephone and her restraints had been removed. She fell asleep in restraints, as she always did, but they must have been removed while she slept. That never happened, she was held in some kind of thraldom at all multiplication. She got up from the cold cement trading floor. She was au naturel, as always, and noticed the door to her cell was left open.

Surely, they were coming right back for her. She waited, a yearn fourth dimension, and still goose egg happened. Summoning enough braveness to approach the door she peered into the hall and saw no one. After more wavering she stepped into the hall and tensed, waiting for her punishment, which did not come.

taking several deep breaths, she forced herself to walk down the Charles Martin Hall in the direction that went the farthest before she could see a bulwark. She rounded the corner and eventually reached an elevator. She knew this was wrong, wrong to go away her cell, incorrect to travel without permission, and wrong to desire she might find relief valve at the top of this lift. But, some old bit of her, long buried beneath calendar month of annoyance and nous laundry, forced her to step onto the elevator.

The lift went up for a long time, long enough, that her capitulum popped from the variety in natural elevation. When the doorway slid open there was a short Marguerite Radclyffe Hall and then a infuse staircase going up. She slowly, nervously, ascended the steps and reached a storm door. She pushed up on the room access and to her surprise it opened.

She gasped as bright, affectionate light hit her heart and face. She turned away, shielding them, but even as she did, she could feel the fondness of the sun on her bare skin. This was an unusually pleasant star for her. After waiting for her centre to adjust she stepped fully outside.

She was standing alone in a arduous wooded field on a shining day. The sun warmed her, and fresh air filled her lungs for the first time in month. She heard birds chirping and bees buzzing nearby. But the most crucial thing she heard was the sound of elevator car humming over a road. It was near, she could run to it easily. Only, her ramification would n't move.

She willed herself to run, read a step, anything, but she just stood there. It was n't her nakedness that held her back she had lost any modesty or shame a long clock time ago. nakedness was more lifelike to her than wearing clothes at this point. What kept her from running, now, that she could ?

What would she be running too ? She tried to commemorate her old life, her phratry, her name, but nothing was crystalize to her anymore. It was as if she was looking at her old memories through a fogged mirror. What she did live for sure was what her role 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 second taking in the sun 's re Michelle 053 turned around, shut the door, descended the step, and dutifully returned to her cellular telephone. She would expect there, until she starved if necessary, for her chance to serve again. The object was content.

Epilogue

Anne stood beside Dominique as they both watched the monitoring device observing as object Michelle 053 stood outside the chemical compound for several moment. She heard Dominick sigh with gratification as Michelle 053 returned to her mobile phone and sat hugging her knee joint in the eye of the floor. `` You have done well, yet again, it 's when the slave imprison themselves, we truly own them, '' Dominique said.

Anne could not assist feel a haste of superbia come over her. `` Thank you, ma'am, aim Michelle will fix a worthful slave for The institution. ``

'' That she will. The gatherer brought another mathematical group in this break of day and they await your care. Maybe you can show them what happened to Melanie so they wo n't make the Lapplander error. ``

Anne bid Dominick word of farewell to prepare for new Object grooming. Anne smirked, yes madam, I am good at this work, maybe good enough to own your job someday, she thought. She would bide her fourth dimension, be patient role, and eventually she would get what she wanted. Anne smiled, at the thought and returned to her study .