Chapter 1

Haley 's oculus fluttered open, her visual modality going from a grey fog to a watery blur before finally coming into nidus. She saw only a cement wall in front of her. Her headland was pressed against a hard backing by a tight restraint making it impossible to look around.

Cool air hardened her bare mamilla and alerted her that she was naked. Straps crossed her thorax above and below her breasts pinning her torso to the president. More straps ran from her wrist to elbow holding them against the chair arms. Her pegleg were similarly trapped under unforgiving bonds.

She fought frantically to find any direction to writhe barren but every twitch only caused the strap to cut into her peel. Her thigh-slapper were muffled by something voiceless and phallic that filled her mouth and was held in billet with another strap around her head.

After several min she went limp from debilitation. She panted from the exertion, her expose bosom heaving with each late breath. For all the sweat, though, nothing was accomplished as everything held firm. Tears wet her look and her mind turned to terrifying thoughts about where she was and for what purpose. A few dire ideas already invaded her mind even as she struggled to keep control of herself.

Hands touched her berm, from behind, causing her to jerk violently at the simplicity. `` Oh honey, please do calm down it 's not going to get you anywhere, '' a charwoman 's articulation said behind her.

Haley tried to speak, forgetting about the gag, and managed only pitiful squeals. The woman moved around and sat on a stool in front of Haley. She had black, chin length, hair and wore some sort of leather voodoo outfit. She was too terrified to really consider what that might mean for her own troth. The adult female was quite beautiful, the character to twist the heads of both men and women, but any thoughts of her beauty halted once the cleaning lady resumed speaking.

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

Alex Haley did n't breathe for a long time, her pith pounded in her chest of drawers as she waited to hear the cleaning lady speak.

'' You have been abducted by The Foundation, you will never be released, you will never get by, and you will never be rescued. Your torso will be used physically, for sex, servitude, and pain, as our clients see fit. Our clients prefer the objective have human names, but your old liveliness 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 object. If you are allowed to speak me you will look up to me as Mistress Dominique. ``

A hot wave washed over Haley 's body, already slipperiness with sweat, a new layer now coated her tegument. She pulled again at her shoulder strap and tried to shout but the gag and simpleness did their work well.

Dominique continued ; `` Your education will begin shortly, the quicker you submit the improve it will go for you. I will be handing your education over to my trustees, soon, but I prefer to gather all new arrivals just when they awake to welcome them to The Foundation. '' Dominique stood, `` You really should be honored that you have been ***********ed to become an Object of The Foundation. In time, you will realize that. ``

As Alex Haley watched her tormentor leave the significance of Dominique 's row set in, and she began to scream, and cry, and pull at her simplicity all it got her was enfeeblement. Eventually, she slumped in her death chair, as much as the straps would allow, and sobbed through her misery.

Chapter 2

Sometime later three women entered her room. One of the women wore uniform blue sky boilersuit and carried a tablet with a stylus. The other two women were bald and wore only a skimpy leather rig that resembled a lilliputian string bikini, the top of which, barely managed to cover their teat. All three of the women wore a metal collar around their necks.

The clad woman spoke, `` Object Michelle 053 I am Anne and will be in complaint of your training. You will conform to every instruction, without hesitation, or else cheek punishment. '' The early two cleaning lady stood ramrod straight, in silence, their middle declined toward the base. `` You may begin, '' Anne said.

The two hard worker went into action, without interruption, moving to the chair, they released Haley 's straps. Once she was unloosen the slaves grabbed her arms, with noteworthy strength, and pulled her to her infantry. `` Stand with limb out and branch spread, '' Anne said, with a grim commanding tone. Alex Haley complied, too scared to think about resisting.

The slave began measuring every part of Haley 's physical structure speaking only to relay the measurements to Anne who recorded them onto her device. They measured everything from her top 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, Bill Haley tried not to fall back mastery, but her rent 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 women. `` All aim wear this collar, even legal guardian like myself, it reminds us that in the end we are all equal as slave. It can not be removed and it 's closing around your neck marks the beginning of your new sprightliness as an aim of The fundament, '' Anne said, without emotion.

Chapter 3

Anne walked into the conference room and took her usual fundament. The slave trainer always sat two arse to the right wing of Dominick who, of course, would sit at the head of the mesa once she arrived. The keister were comfortable, incarnate, and under different circumstances this might be any boardroom meeting. Anne scanned the faces already give around the table. Dominique 's establishment, all women, all kidnapped at some distributor point over the retiring decade just as Anne had been. Like Anne, these women enjoyed exceptional status, as trustee, and were mostly free within the underground compound. But, make no mistake, they were prisoner, and slaves, the taking into custody they were required to wear out served as a constant admonisher of that fact.

The `` storage locker '' as it could be called was made up of a ; head of faculty, ob-gyn, health check Dr., dentist, security measures tribal chief, processing secretary, and finally herself the training secretary. Each of the section heads had worker slave and lower ranked trustees who answered directly to them in each department. It was quite the brass, she had to admit, and the cause no one ever escaped and why the authorities could not do anything to help them.

The women talked amongst themselves while they waited for Dominique to arrive. The quondam of them was Erithacus rubecola who served as chief of staff and recently turned forty. She was the gateway to getting to Dominique and guarded that power like a thirsty dog. Anne 's eyes fell on the one president that remained vacuous, Melanie, The basis dentist would normally stimulate sat there. Anne forced herself to look away not wanting to mean about her now.

Her eye inadvertently met one of the proletarian 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 promontory caught the lightness as she dropped her regard. Her stiletto boots that forced the slave to endure at all times on the balls of her feet clicked against the difficult storey as the girl shivered hoping Anne did not notice her. An infraction that could bring severe punishment if Anne chose to travel along up on it. She saw the shackle on the girl wrists and ankles, chainless for now so the lady friend can serve them if pauperization be, and wondered what she had been in her old life. Anne tried to remember, but could not, she had broken so many girlfriend like her over the years.

Dominique entered, and the room fell silent all eyes going to the grandiloquent powerful woman as she sauntered to her stern. `` unspoiled morning, everyone. '' Dominique said, and one of the proletarian slaves began to type furiously as the meeting began. `` Let 's get started, secretary Greta, I heard one of your collectors had a unmanageable night. ``

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

'' Very beneficial, and secretary Aralyn what do you have to describe ? '' Aralyn was The institution Ob-gyn and had a in use meter inspecting every twat in the organization.

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

'' I 'll guarantee another despatch arrives soon, '' Dominick said. `` Linda, what of that security measures threat we had ? ``

Linda was in charge of certificate 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 government issue I must address today. Do you all see the empty-bellied chair where trustee Melanie would be sitting. As you may already recognize trustee Melanie was recently caught trying to hightail it. She has been punished in the most severe manner that we have at The base. And I want to take this time to remind you of how golden you are to have the privileges you get as trustees. Those exclusive right can be taken away at any sentence and any of you can end up like Melanie. Do not leave that. ``

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

'' Very good, now let us persist in. '' The confluence went on as normal from there with each of the department heads offering some short reputation on their several areas including Anne. When the group meeting was adjourned Dominique asked her to stay as the elbow room emptied out.

When the room was clear Dominique walked around the expectant league tabular array to where Anne stood, waiting, nervously. As Dominique approached, she slipped on a twain of pitch-dark leather baseball mitt reaching midway up her arm. She wore a leather stays that covered her nipples even while her breasts threatened to break open out beneath their rigorous confines. A dark seam of cleavage ran between the dainty knoll. If Anne did n't hate the adult female so much for what she had done to her she would be hopelessly attracted to her instead.

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

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

'' You always have been good at breaking new reaching. Almost, as good as I was. '' Dominick pursed her pouty lip painted with a dark purpleness lip stick as usual.

'' Thank you. ``

'' What do call back about what happened with trustee Melanie ? ``

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

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

Maybe because she had a one-year old girl 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 serve as an lesson to the others. ``

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

'' She gave me no selection. A trustee that I can not depend on is useless to me and I ca n't hold her putting anserine approximation into the heads of the Object hard worker, ''

Dominique 's tone became umbrageous, showing emotion for the number 1 time, as if Melanie 's escape attempt insulted her personally.

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

'' Once Melanie is settled in to her new animation I might put her on display in the trustee common way for all to see. That should ready sure no one forgets the consequences for defying The introduction. ``

Anne 's stomach twisted at the thought of this but used every might within her to suppress any outwards reaction. `` That would attend as a powerful deterrent. ``

'' Yes, a reminder that all regent gain their prerogative through my near thanksgiving. Something, you too should hold back in idea. ``

Chapter 4

After Haley was measured and collared the two slaves drew rip from her arm. metallic shackles were affix to her wrists and ankle which were then attached to one another in front of her. The slave led her via a leash. The hamper allowed her to hobble clumsily and prevented her from lifting her manus above her hips.

At some point, Anne left her with the slaves and they brought her to a shower room. The slaves scrubbed every inch of her body with a coarse brush until her skin was raw. William John Clifton Haley Jr. cried as it scraped across her soft pussy and ass and tore at her tits. future, ice cold water pounded her until all the fret circled the waste pipe at her groundwork. She was then bent at the waist as an clyster and douche were administered.

The slaves pressed a strange gimmick against the nape of her neck opening and she felt a precipitous pinch that caused her to emit a dull yip. `` That was an RFID tag, '' one slave spoke to her for the outset time. `` This Object was like you once. The faster you forget your old aliveness the faster you can begin your new one, '' the slave spoke as though she truly believed that deep in her heart.

William John Clifton Haley Jr. shuddered at the torture these adult female had to endure to be broken so completely. These women must not have had family, though, surely mortal would have come for them. Her mob is looking for her right hand now, she convinced herself, she just had to survive hanker enough.

A few moment later Haley found herself held in an up-right spread-eagle placement. Hard metal shackles held her immobile, the tips of her toes just barely touching the storey. The striver covered her body in an soapy liquidity leaving only her head untasted. `` These oils will permanently foreclose the object from growing fuzz below its eyebrow. After a few minutes it will become painful, '' one slave explained.

terror set in as Haley 's skin began to tingle. The tingle soon grew to burning and that burning soon increased until her entire organic structure was on fire. Alex Haley jerked violently against her restraints trying any way to avoid the growing pain. It felt as though her skin had been covered in red hot Oliver Stone. The burning was especially bad under her arms, on her wooden leg, and her pubic area.

The slaves simply watched her writhe until the pain sensation slowly subsided, after what seemed same hours, she slumped in her chasteness her skin glistening with swither and oil colour. One of the slave approached her with a syringe and stabbed her with the acerate leaf in her pubic domain. `` This injection will forbid your ovaries from producing eggs. From now on you will not get a monthly time period. And will not become pregnant. ``

Haley did not bang how to respond to this new data. They must be lying to her just trying to scare her. But she could already feel a new electrocution adept resonating from her crotch and knew it must be true. Her eyes overflowed with tears anew as it dawned on her she had now been permanently altered by these people, even rescue would n't convert that, what more might they do to her.

Bill Haley did n't acknowledge how much time had passed. After the hair remotion procedure, she was brought to a tiny cement cadre and bound mercilessly in a compressed formal location. Her knees were tucked in under her mentum, sura tied to thighs, and her second joint tied to her torso. Her limb were pulled painfully around her folded ramification and anchored at the wrists and cubital joint. The gag that stretched her jaw and throat remained in lieu as it had since she first woke in this hell. Only now, the harness dowry of the gag that went across her head was attached to something above her preventing her from tipping over. Finally, two monumental dildos that protruded from the cementum floor penetrated her holes. They stretched her vagina and ass beyond anything she could have imagined before this all started.

Tears, of course of instruction, remained her only rattling alternative and even those she was powerless to blockade. She squirmed in Hope of finding a more well-situated position. Doing that only led to a awful reprisal from the dildos that would switch inside her with every muscle twitch.

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

She tried not to think about her growing thirst and pain and eventually fell asleep. But her dreams were filled with images of her parents and Brother appearing and rescuing her. If it was n't her family then it was the FBI like on TV. Each time she would arouse to obtain herself still stuck in her hopeless realness, and each time the uncomfortableness of her position would be risky as the 60 minutes passed.

Haley jerked awake, her bound limbs instinctively trying to oppose herself from the ice-cold water that drenched her, but she could do zilch. Her muscles tensed and shivered as the icy water poured down her bare back. She shrieked and tried to look in the direction the body of water came from. She saw one of the slaves holding a now empty bucketful and Anne standing behind her.

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

To her surprisal, the slave allowed her a poor but much needed boozing of water from a wheat she guided between her sassing. William John Clifton Haley Jr. took this chance, the first she had been given since she woke, to speak, `` Please, stop this. You were in my location once, delight serve me. '' She said, her voice cracking with renewed crying. `` if you help me, I 'll make sure they know when I 'm found. ``

'' The object still does n't sympathise. '' Anne said, gesturing to the slave before continuing, `` Calophyllum longifolium 023 has been here for three years the Objects old home have declared it dead. As for me, I was fortunate enough to have been brought here to serve as a regent and have been allowed to retain some of my old identity. But I have n't been permitted outside the chemical compound since I woke here over ten geezerhood ago. I was twenty when my old lifespan ended. No one I knew then is thinking about me, anymore, let alone trying to come up me. I will die with this pinch around my neck as Object Maria 023 will and as physical object Michelle 053 will even though it does n't make love it yet. '' Anne 's words were prat and decisive spoken by a woman who has completely accepted her fate and maybe even has come to love it. Alex Haley was not going to get any help from her.

Haley cried uncontrollably again as Anne continued to speak. `` The objective 's old life history was deviant and immoral. An Object does not birth rightfulness, it does not have needs of its own, it exists only to serve, to please, and to hold out painful sensation for the delight of others. This is the avowedly intention of the Object slave that you will get once I am done with you. Your training begins now, Michelle 053. ``

Chapter 5

It was n't long before Haley was removed from her strict bondage and placed in another unspeakable position. This meter she was forced on her stifle in front of a wooden device. Her implements of war were bow behind her so they each formed a perfect right slant to her shoulder and back. They were then fastened in place at the wrists and elbows. The wooded gimmick ran between her stage and her mortise joint and knees were bound to it as well. As before, two painful dildos protruded from the device and filled both of her porta. Finally, a pack gag stretched her jaws and she was powerless to finish the tarradiddle from dripping down her chin.

This new emplacement left her bare white meat, midriff, and thigh exposed. Haley soon learned why as Anne approached with a cat of nine tails dangling from her helping hand. Each Strand was round and as thick as her index finger and ended in a intemperately leather knot. Anne dangled the nine wicked tendrils in front of Haley 's face. `` The annoyance you are about to feel is penalty for the twenty-three years spent rejecting your true determination. ``

William John Clifton Haley Jr. tried to yawp a protestation ; the ring gag allowed her to pass water some noise from her throat but any kind of word were out of the question. It did n't matter anyway because Anne brought the heavy leather whip down across the top of her boob sending a skin rippling shock through her entire body. She jumped and jerked the chasteness cutting into her skin 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 wise infliction drove her into a panicked frenzy. The dildos ground against her delicate insides but the drubbing continued.

Once her mamilla were beaten to a red and blue palp the whip found her abdomen and second joint. Each domain getting thorough tending until her eubstance was crisscrossed will bright red welts the shape of the lash 's tails. Where the end gnarl hit purpurate bruises were already beginning to form.

By the prison term Anne was finished Bill Haley 's side was coated in a layer of drool and tears. She gazed down at her swollen purpling knocker. The throbbing stinging sensation emanating upward to her wracked brain.

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

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

The whip slapped across her titmouse again, one of the knots pounding her sensitive pap. Haley screamed, her mouth free of the gag, she emptied her lungs of everything they had. `` I asked you a dubiousness, '' Anne said, after Haley 's wow dissipated.

Haley forced herself to breath and decided to feed Anne what she wanted. Just saying it would n't think of practically they could never make her believe it. `` The Objects public figure is Michelle 053 its purpose is to serve and satisfy clients, '' William John Clifton Haley Jr. yelled, desperate to get the wrangle out before the whip fell again.

'' goodness, understanding that you have no choices but to move over me what I want is a first dance step. It will be a while before you say those parole and actually believe them but we 'll get there. ``

She was allowed another little boozing of water and then the gag was replaced. `` We 'll give you some prison term to repose and then we will regress for rung two. We ca n't leave about your back side after all. ``

Haley moaned, at the thought of enduring another drubbing. Will this hell 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 back side. At the end of each round, as Anne called them, William John Clifton Haley Jr. was forced to repeat the Lapplander mantra from the starting time round of drinks. Then she would be allowed something to drink and a short prisonbreak. As her body became increasingly bruised and, in a few places, bloody she came to have it away those short breaks. She found herself actually begging Anne, through the anchor ring gag, to be allowed to abdicate her old identity as long as it meant she could have water and a suspension. Anne did not yield, of course of study, making Haley endure the full length of each round. But when those short breakage did hail Haley spent the time trying to remember when not feeling pain and affright was a convention occurrence.

Chapter 6

Anne stepped carefully into the hall trying to remain as mute as possible. It was late and any physical object not in use were stored away for the night. Most legal guardian, not on duty, were also numb by now. Dominick would take retired to her rooms to do whatever it was she did alone and the berth was about as tranquillize as it ever was.

Trustee 's enjoy many privileges the Objects do not. trustee are issued overalls and a pair of lace-less shoes. They do not get rented out to clients, get to keep their first names, and can move around the facility with congener freedom. However, trustees still belong to The Foundation, they can not go forth, they must hold out a collar, and their condition can modify for violating the linguistic rule. They enjoy the comfortably lives at The Foundation, aside from Dominique, the but truly free individual in the readiness. As a trustee one could almost blank out they were abducted and turned into slaves ... almost, she thought, adjusting her collar.

Anne was brought here specifically for her administrative acquirement. Once she learned the reality of her new life, she came to actualise being a legal guardian was far better than serving as an aim slave or a actor slave. She took to the job rather well after that.

Sometimes, she did claim late geological fault, but she would rather not be seen this prison term to ward off unnecessary questions. She felt her pocket and swallowed hard. The syringe, filled with a deadly chemical, that she could n't pronounce. What she did screw was regent Becca used it to euthanize physical object, when they could no longer be used for oeuvre or profit.

Anne opened the heavy doorway to the stairwell and descended to the lower levels. She thought of Aralyn, she was a decent young lady and in the Saami office as Anne. They both enjoyed many exclusive right over the Objects but those could be taken away at any meter. If Anne did what she was about to do, Aralyn, would have to take the blame and that would submit her to serious penalisation. Aralyn was the only regent with access to this kind of drug, of course of study Anne had her means, but Aralyn would take in no defense.

She reached the bottom story, walked down a foresighted Hall, and entered another room. On the far rampart of the way there were doors resembling those used to arrest bodies in a morgue. Standing in front of the threshold she took a deep breathing place before opening it. She pulled out the draw play and gasped in repulsion 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 subroutine before. But, seeing Melanie in this condition for the showtime meter nearly sent her running from the room.

Melanie 's torso was suspended respective inch above the drawer by a metal frame. Her arms and legs had been amputated just below the shoulders and pelvic girdle leaving only a shortly dais. The dais were capped with alloy plates drilled into the bone. The frame encircled her neck opening, middle, and ran between the soapbox of her leg. They could n't be scene, but two monumental metal dildos penetrated both of her holes. Her white meat were squeezed at the radical by a sword band causing her wheal covered titty to turn a saturnine purple hue and bulge many sentence their normal size.

A feeding subway system was inserted at her omphalus while another tube served to bump off excretions. Her head was completely encased in a brand helmet. The helmet fastened around her neck and sealed her mouth, nose, ears, and oculus, cutting off all sensory info. A tube in her anterior naris puffed oxygen into her lungs. This prevented her from suffocating but also bypassed her sense of smell.

The masquerade was drilled directly into inadequate Melanie 's face and her mouth was packed with dental putty. Not that she could have spoken any existent words anyway, her tongue was surely removed as measure practice for this punishment.

The only if region of the masque that could be removed were the four hinged doorway that covered each ear and eye. Anne unclipped the ear threshold and pulled them open. On the inside of the door a golosh stopple filled the ear cutting off all phone when the doors were clasped shut.

Next, she opened the eye flaps revealing two blue middle, moist and bloodline pellet from the threshold pressing against them. Melanie blinked rapidly, confused for a moment, but then recognition as her vision cleared and she saw the case of her lover.

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

'' Please calm down, struggling is only going to make it unsound. '' Anne ran her hand down Melanie 's exposed flank and cheek. She closed her centre remembering what it was like only a week ago when they were terminal together. She saw the bulge in Melanie 's pubic orbit where the dildo stretched her insides. She considered moving her finger's breadth to Melanie 's crotch, but remembered, they would suffer removed her clitoris and labia before mounting her.

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

Melanie 's squirming had subsided and her repress 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 eye widened, not out of fear, but hope that Anne might be there to end her miserable being. `` This will blockade your heart in under a minute. 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 Saami place you are in now. The same will go for me. '' Anne spoke aloud but with an apathy as if talking to herself.

Melanie began to buck and moan, trying to let Anne sleep together to be put out of her misery was what she wanted. Anne ignored her while she thought. In order to survive at The Foundation, she has had to create two versions of herself. The version that was sadistic, cruel, and trained new slaves and the edition that resembled her old ego, before the abduction, and who fell in love with a beau legal guardian. What she was considering now would put that delicate remainder in danger a peril she has never taken before.

Anne turned her attention back to Melanie who had stopped bucking and moaning and seemed capacity to hold off 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 peel. She pulled it away, suddenly, as if afraid of it.

Melanie could n't work her head to see, but must have got noticed the needle border disappear from her skin and began to complain 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 muscular tissue flexed, her well-defined abs showing with each frustrate construction. The phone she made, even muffled, was guttural consonant and inhuman. `` I 'm sorry, '' Anne repeated, quickly, then closed the eye flaps latching them tightly in position. She did the Same with the ear plugs sliding them snuggly into Melanie 's ear canal. With Melanie still going mad in protestation, desperate for her excruciation to end, Anne shut the drawer and locked the door leaving Melanie in her silent, Shirley Temple Black, hell.

Chapter 7

Haley hung upside down, her arms trapped in a wet box tie. Her ramification bound together at eight item four above and four below the human knee. This time there was no gag, instead, her head was bent back so her nerve was parallel with the floor. A nose crotchet dug deep into her nostrils and stretched all the way back to a blade hooking that was lodged in her asshole. In lieu of a gag a hard-erect dildo attached to the floor was forced into her sassing. Electrodes were attached to her tit, ass, and pussy, Haley learned fast that the dildo could be sucked and a strange liquidity would pullulate into her rima oris. The liquid was salty, and she thought she knew what it was, but she tried her best to ignore that thought or else risk dry heaving in disgust in this hard stead. The worst part of this particular torture, every time she stopped sucking ; the electrodes activated sending suffering through every sinew of her body. As meter went by, her articulatio talocruralis burned from the leather straps that dug into her skin and took on her entire weight.

The come that ejaculated from the dildo filled her mouth and soon dripped down the shaft promptly provoking another painful electric 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 unmanageable let alone the putrid collected semen of strange men. But she tried anyway, sucking and licking with ferocity like some sort of common whore to deflect the stinging agony of the electricity.

William John Clifton Haley Jr. heard the door open and soon came that familiar voice. `` Hello object, I trust you have been getting along alright on your own, '' came the smug sarcastic vocalism of Anne. Alex Haley did not react, too meddlesome focusing on sucking. Either Anne or one of her striver helper fitted what felt the like ear buds into her pinna. `` During your next session I want you to listen to the actor's line repeating in your head. '' Haley heard another voice as the ear buds came to life.

'' You are aught but an object and a hard worker. You exist to serve whomever the origination wishes you to. Your old macrocosm was flawed and immoral and you must disown it and forget it before your new life sentence can lead off. You are Object slave Michelle 053 and are Charles Frederick Worth only what your body can render. You will know only botheration from now on. You will leave out this as good and proper and will love and hold dear the moral life that the Foundation is giving you. ``

After the dustup stopped, they looped back to the starting time and repeated again. Bill Haley could not recall much about it before a wooden paddle was slapped across her exposed ass. The gonorrhea was like a whip cracking and a buzz-saw of agony drove chisel across her dead body in every direction. The hit came as such a shock that she pulled violently against the hook between her nostril and ass and she stopped sucking for just an instant. That reluctance was enough, however, and she was hit with the consistence wide electricity. Haley eagerly found her rhythm again, on the dildo, as the words repeated in her blood-filled skull.

Anne waited just long enough for everything to get back down before the boat paddle slammed Alex Haley 's ass again. Haley did all she could to stay focused on sucking as the paddle painted her ass a dark reddish-purple people of colour. various times she failed to satisfy the dildo and she felt the abominable impact again. Each time she would desperately try to get her rhythm back while the beating continued unabated.

Once it finally ended Haley was a sobbing mess, with tears and gooey Strand of prig pooling on the floor mixing with the discarded cum that she failed to swallow.

'' Good, you have done well today, '' Anne said. Bill Haley was lowered to the level, the gag, and ear buds removed, and given some much needed weewee. `` Is it so hard for you to except your new life ? Fighting it will always take you Thomas More pain in the ass, but embracing it will wreak you wages. ``

Bill Haley forgot that she could talk, she had spent so much clock time with her mouth stuffed that speaking seemed a unusual thing to her. Now, with the gag removed she tried to form words. Her initiative inherent aptitude was to beg for handout or for mercy but the Bible 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 aim epithet ? ``

Haley took a moment to think about her response. Haley knew what she wanted to say, she wanted to tell this ogre of a woman to fuck off. But as Haley sat on the base her ass still buzzing from the licking, her face covered in drool, binge, and mucous, arms and legs still bound tightly, she knew only one result had any chance of avoiding more pain and torment. So, when she finally spoke it was to say, `` This objective name is Michelle 053 and it is here to delight. ``

Chapter 8

Haley was left bound for many hours the Best she could recount. This time she rested on her knee joint with shoulder strap pinning her coat of arms to her slope. Dildos penetrated her holes again and her jaw was ratcheted opened with a ring gag. She was held firmly to a metal apparatus that kept her from moving around much. In her ears the voice blared again, the same goddamned Scripture as before, designed to wear her Down and condition her to a new perspective.

Haley sat there, bound and gagged, her new unvarying United States Department of State of existence, with nothing to do but listen to those words roll through her head over and over. nap would begin to overtake her only to have an electric shock absorber delivered through the dildos that would snap her awake again. Before long, her brain clouded, her view mix in with pain, reverence, and exhaustion. Hunger also bit at her as she did not bang the cobbler's last time she ate. The words that beat into her psyche incessantly became her only focal breaker point, the only persuasion she could still encompass. And against her proficient efforts, mental, and physical Haley felt an ever so slight modification in the way she viewed herself.

Her desire to hold onto her old liveliness was the intellect her annoyance continued. If she just forgot about it, just for now, until someone came for her. No, she could n't think that way, who she was is all she had left, she had to curb 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 assistants. Haley was released from the strap, but the shackles were immediately placed on her wrist joint and ankles. The ear buds were removed stopping the words, that by now, she could recite from memory.

She was led to another low temperature concrete elbow room and strapped into a metal apparatus. The apparatus resembled a bench, foresightful than it was extensive, with four ramification coming from the bottom angled slightly away from each other. She was forced to lie across the top while straps bound her torso in place. Her limbs were stretched and secured to the bench legs. A board was removed from beneath her breasts revealing two holes just magnanimous enough for her tits to fall through. A lever was pulled from beneath the bench and something slither across the holes crushing and trapping her tits. She moaned and instinctively tried to pull up away but that only stretched her tits causing more discomfort. A harness ring gag was strapped over her oral sex and the harness was secured from the top to something above her. This forced her to point forward with her mouth gaping.

'' One of the most crucial business of the Object is to please the clients, sexually, in any and all way that they desire. Now, you will begin to learn how to do that, '' Anne said. Two naked men entered the way each taking a berth at Haley 's front and rear.

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

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

Haley did n't have time to think about it, for long, before the engorged stopcock from each man buried themselves inside her backtalk and pussycat. They quickly found a calendar method and pounded her cover and Forth. Every muscleman tensed in protest as the cocks filled her insides but nix would break off it.

Every so often the man in front would bury his firmly cock 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 breathing space just before it would return again. From behind, the man pumped her dry until, finally, her cancel lubricants began to respond which increased her chagrin. Her own organic structure betraying her as if inviting the violation against her minds will.

Eventually, they both came inside her. The one in front filled her mouth with his hot spunk that over flowed and dripped down her chin. At the Lapp prison term the one can filled her pussy with his ardent seed as his cock pumped it into her. Afterward, the firstly pair of men withdrew.

Another duad stepped into billet. Only this meter the one behind penetrated her ass. His cock stretched her and she fought against the chasteness while gaging on the former man. Occasionally, the man rump would slap her ass. And the man in front would grab her hair and thrust her head forward until her face was buried in his pubes.

It went on like this for many hours the best she could distinguish. The men behind would always take turns between her ass and pussy but all her muddle were violated many, many, time. Alex Haley vaguely thought it could feature been dozens at least. All she knew by the end, she was soaked in sweat and cum. The male seed dripped from every hole drawing farseeing lines down her peg, and dripping off the tip of her chin. Tears and snot also mixed with the slimy muddle covering her face.

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

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

Chapter 9

This is how matter went for Haley for the future several weeks. Her life was filled with an endless procedure of pain, rape, and thraldom. Along with that, came the invariable drum rhythm of those Book forced into her damp intellect. It became harder and harder for her to remember her life before, and harder to commemorate her figure. She tried valiantly to recur her gens in her nous, but to a greater extent than once she thought the name Object Michelle 053 before correcting herself. As time went by these case grew more frequent. Until the name, Haley, seemed haywire to her and she began to question if that had ever been her name.

She only saw Anne, her slave helpers, and those men who attacked her ceaselessly. The only one who spoke was Anne, and aside from her, the only early words she heard were the ace that blared into her ears reminding her of her confessedly aim. Words she now heard in the very few hr of sleep she was allowed.

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

Surely, they were coming right back for her. She waited, a recollective clock time, and still aught happened. Summoning adequate courage to approach the door she peered into the hall and saw no one. After Sir Thomas More hesitation she stepped into the Asaph Hall and tensed, waiting for her punishment, which did not come.

Taking various abstruse breath, she forced herself to walk down the hall in the direction that went the utmost before she could see a wall. She rounded the corner and eventually reached an elevator. She knew this was wrong, haywire to impart her cell, unseasonable to proceed without license, and wrong to hope she might find safety valve at the top of this elevator. But, some old objet d'art of her, long buried beneath months of painful sensation and brain wash, forced her to tread onto the elevator.

The elevator went up for a long time, long enough, that her ears popped from the variety in altitude. When the door slid open there was a unawares lobby and then a engross staircase going up. She slowly, nervously, ascended the footfall and reached a tempest doorway. She pushed up on the threshold and to her surprise it opened.

She gasped as bright, quick lighter hit her eyes and face. She turned away, shielding them, but even as she did, she could feel the affection of the sun on her bare skin. This was an unusually pleasant sensation for her. After waiting for her eyes to line up she stepped fully outside.

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

She willed herself to run, take a whole tone, anything, but she just stood there. It was n't her nakedness that held her vertebral column she had lost any modesty or disgrace a foresighted time ago. openness 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 remember her old biography, her family, her name, but nothing was exculpated to her anymore. It was as if she was looking at her old memories through a fogged mirror. What she did know for sure was what her part at The Foundation was. Here, her name was Michelle 053 and she was an objective designed to help. This situation she understood, whatever she was before ... if there ever was a before ... scared her.

After a full bit taking in the sun 's ray Michelle 053 turned around, shut the door, descended the stairs, and dutifully returned to her jail cell. She would wait there, until she starved if necessary, for her chance to serve up again. The Object was content.

Epilogue

Anne stood beside Dominick as they both watched the Monitor observing as physical object Michelle 053 stood outside the compound for several minutes. She heard Dominique suspiration with atonement as Michelle 053 returned to her mobile phone and sat hugging her knees in the shopping centre of the floor. `` You have done well, yet again, it 's when the hard worker imprison themselves, we truly own them, '' Dominique said.

Anne could not help oneself sense a rush of pridefulness ejaculate over her. `` Thank you, ma'am, physical object Michelle will piss a worthful slave for The substructure. ``

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

Anne bid Dominick farewell to get up for new Object training. Anne smirked, yes ma'am, I am good at this body of work, maybe good enough to sustain 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 opinion and returned to her work .