He led her to a large room which street had been gutted of its job machinery long ago. Now all streetblowjob that was in it was a blow couple of chairs and a desk. He told her job to sit down blow in one of the chairs "Rachel. I am streetblowjob now street your new street master. You will do as I say street. Do you understand?" The man asked her. "Yes." she said. "Good." he said . He opened one of the drawers in the desk and took out two items: one was a strange looking box and street the other was street a small case. "Rachel. Tomorrow you will bring these streetblowjob two items to class. You will activate item #1 after the class starts and street you will lock the door. Item #1 will place the blow girls in blow your classroom into a trance. Item #2 contains five hypodermic needles job. Each containing a street liquid saturated streetblowjob with nanomachines similar to the ones I injected into you." He said to videos her.
The bell rang for First period The students started pouring into her classroom blow. After videos they were seated Rachel began phase 1 of the plan. "Today class we will be street learning about different forms of videos light street. I have brought with me a device blow that emits different waveforms of light." she said pulling out the streetblowjob strange box from her purse. She sat it on her desk and activated streetblowjob it. It started street to emit a pulsating glow and street it was not long before every girl streetblowjob in that job classroom was in a deep trance. Rachel went to the back of the classroom and locked the door.
Now streetblowjob she street had the task of selecting which five girls to enslave. This was left up to her and streetblowjob not the nanomachines street. She saw street one girl sitting in the street front row of the classroom. She had short chestnut brown hair. It street was Amy Hopkins, an 18 year street old who gave Rachel streetblowjob nothing but trouble ever since the beginning streetblowjob of videos the school year. She walked up behind her and withdrew one of the hypodermic needles from the case. Rachel smiled as she inserted the needle videos into the base of Amy's skull and injected the contents of the needle streetblowjob into the back of her head.
Rachel had 3 more to go. She spotted another girl street just a couple seats behind Julie. It was street Ilene Quimby She was an arrogant 17 year old who acted like street she blow knew everything, she gave blow Rachel a hard time also. Rachel crept behind her and injected the contents of the third needle into the back of Ilene's head. Like the others she just sat there like nothing had happened. Rachel blow looked around for two more girls to enslave street.
He job approached the woman "Why are you trying to resist?" He said streetblowjob to her. "I-I-I do not-want to be your streetblowjob little job-mindfucked bitch!" she said to him with difficulty. He commanded her to sit blow in the strange looking chair street. She tried blow to resist but ended up obeying him. He fastened some street leather street restraints around her street arms job and legs to keep streetblowjob her from escaping "You will be injected with an anti resistance drug so the nanomachines streetblowjob can do their job easier." He said streetblowjob to her "I- know about-nanotechnology-it wears off..." she said street to him. "This is true, however these nanomachines videos are job programmed to restructure street your neural street pathways. By the time they go dead you will be my street little mindfucked bitch as you put it." He said with a laugh.
The six women were led away and the man streetblowjob entered the house. He opened streetblowjob a door and walked down blow an old flight of spiral stairs. He streetblowjob came to another door streetblowjob that was made out of steel street and blow opened it. The room looked like something out streetblowjob a medieval dungeon. There street were strange looking streetblowjob torture devices and cages streetblowjob as well as many streetblowjob ropes and chains. He street walked street over to street another steel door and opened it. The room was much streetblowjob smaller and contained a table with assorted whips on it, a wooden street cabinet which was partially open, and suspended in the middle of streetblowjob the room was a young woman. She had long blonde hair which was tied back in a ponytail. Her body bore faint bruises that had street been made by a whip blow sometime streetblowjob ago. Her arms were tied behind her back, and her legs were spread streetblowjob apart. As he approached her she started streetblowjob to struggle at her street bonds.
She left the house with street Max. She put him in the car street. She took one last look at the house and drove off. She blow started thinking of streetblowjob anybody who streetblowjob held a grudge against Rachel street, anyone who would want to see her dead. She could think of no street one who wanted blow Rachel dead, she couldn't even think of anybody who street really hated her. She had streetblowjob always gotten along with her coworkers and students. There were a few girls that didn't like videos her that much, but they would never murder someone, would they?
Molly pulled up into the driveway of street her house. She street got street out of the car street and went inside her house. Her two cats immediately greeted her, but backed streetblowjob away when they caught the scent of Max. The main reason Molly videos didn videos't take Max to her house was because he hated cats. He would chase them around and blow try street to kill them. Molly watched as her streetblowjob cats scurried off street then she videos went to take a shower.
As the warm shower water ran down street her naked body Molly tried to street picture in her street mind what happened her friend. She was pretty sure blow that Rachel was still alive streetblowjob, but street had videos no idea where she was or what she was doing. She continued to ponder about what had happened to her street friend. Had she just decided to street leave? Had she gotten fed up with her job for some odd reason? There was one thought nagging in the back of her mind. She tried to ignore it but it just kept nagging . She finally blow addressed it. Had videos she become somebody's slave?
Molly street cringed at this thought. She tried to dismiss street it blow but it wouldn't leave her mind. She started to remember the stories she had heard on the news about women being kidnapped and brainwashed job. Her logical side told her that the chances of this were remote, but something else inside her mind was not so blow sure. She dismissed that thought street and soon went street to bed.
She had a dream that she was in this strange room...She could see windows high street up near the ceiling but they were all boarded up... There streetblowjob was a street man standing with his back turned towards her street...she was naked... totally naked....she could see the fuzzy outline of blow another young woman streetblowjob whose arms appeared to be hooked to chains streetblowjob that stretched all the way to blow the ceiling... The man started videos to streetblowjob turn around to look at her and she woke streetblowjob up in a cold sweat. "What street the fuck?." she street thought to herself. "What the fuck was that all about job?." she gasped out street loud. The dream faded from her memory very quickly streetblowjob. She tried to go street back to sleep blow. It took her a while before street she fell asleep again.
"Rachel, The next van will be here in a few streetblowjob minutes. When it arrives I want you and the group videos I assigned to you to get in the van. the driver street will take you to your new street home." he said to Rachel "Yes master." she said. She left the room to street notify her group that the next van was coming soon. He watched her leave and street went back to his job pacing street. He thought about how he had streetblowjob moved street from town to town job, from city to city. In streetblowjob 12 years he had been in street 180 different towns and cities spanning blow 5 streetblowjob states. He always moved once street people started street looking for street the women he had enslaved street, but now street he was moving for the last time. Once he got everything blow stable in the new location he streetblowjob would street program some of his street slaves to set up mini operations in far away places and send the slaves to his street location. That way street if one street got caught he could just job send in another one videos to take over.
He left her and went to where the new dungeon was. He opened the steel door and street entered the room streetblowjob. Since it was almost identical to the streetblowjob old dungeon he knew where the slaves were being blow held. He streetblowjob walked over to another streetblowjob steel door and opened it. Inside were three women restrained in street separate chairs. They street were gagged and naked street. They each had black helmets attached to their heads. Wires running from these helmets were connected to a large computer. "I streetblowjob was informed that blow you three did not want to help with street the move. This is a major infraction! You will not get away with just streetblowjob a slap on the street wrist. This computer will reprogram you to be workers. You will do any major labor that needs to be done. and you will guard the main street entrance when you have no other chores videos that need to street be done. One drawback street is that this process will destroy much of your street brains, leaving only what is needed to do the job's I will assign you blow." He said to them.
"Four down videos one to go." Jennifer videos said to herself. She had just enslaved street another young woman. She was a pretty blonde street. Jennifer streetblowjob led street her to her apartment and locked her street inside with the other three women. She loaded the street dart gun with the streetblowjob fifth and final dart street. As she was placing it streetblowjob into the chamber of the dart gun the needle broke off of it. "Oh shit!" she said to herself. The fluid containing streetblowjob the nanomachines was leaking out of the dart street. She pressed the red button on the dart gun and watched blow as the bluish liquid from the dart turned a dull grey. This streetblowjob was her indication that street the nanomachines were dead. She had blow screwed up big time streetblowjob. "What will master street do to me when he finds out?" Jennifer thought to herself.