As Soon As He Turned 18 His Father Sent Him To A Special School. He Was Told That The School Is A Prep

As soon as he turned 18 his father sent him to a special school. He was told that the school is a prep school for university. Every 18 years old in the town are signed up by their father.

It’s a boarding school that used to be a spacious ranch. They aren’t allowed to leave the school until they turn 20. As the week goes by he have noticed that they haven’t taught anything remotely close to college prep. All they do every day is exercising and hard ranch work. The weird thing is that no one cares to speak up. Even the most unathletics person sweats away their forced exercise and labor. Even the most picky eater just munch away their tasteless protein supplements. They never complain about the hard work and the fact that they all get naked for a fire hose to spray them clean after every sweaty day before going to sleep in their barracks naked.

For 2 years, everyday they wake up, exercise, working in the ranch, and go to sleep. By the time they are 20, everyone becomes a muscular specimen. 

On their graduation, the trainer order them to get naked and lead them to a soundproof room. The room only have a steel gurney in the middle. A headphones and a tattoo machine hanging on it. As they lay down and their trainer work on the tattoo gun, branding them as the master’s property. The cock raising to a full mass as the mantra rewired their mind. Their trainer celebrated the branding with a punch to the new slave freshly tattooed chest. The pain push the new slave over and their newly rewired brain turn it into pleasure beyond their comprehension. The new slave purge their free will from their mind through their cock. Their body spasm and buckle on the gurney while the trainer slave kissing, licking, and worshipping the master’s insignia on the new slave chest. The sensation make the new slave cumming more and more for a unhumanly long time until they’re ball and completely emptied.

After that the trainer brought them to the mirror and explained to them about the master’s emblem and their slave number which tell their place in the master’s dominion. Then the new slave kiss the master’s insignia on the trainer slave chest as a goodbye. Then they are released to the barn where other new slaves welcome them with a customary worshipping of the master’s emblem on their chest and licking their cum soaked body clean. And a mass make out with each other, but their virgin asses are reserved for the slave that sign them up for the training to deflower them as a reward from the master.

“Dad, listen to this!” Jake puts his call on speaker and hold his phone closer to his dad.

“What is it?” Hector reply grumpily at his son interruption of his evening TV time.

“Take a kneel and listen carefully, boys. Hector, stay still as you only focus on my voice. LP3, strip and help your father too.” They immediately follow the voice from the other end.

“Yes, Master.” Jake strip down, owner’s mark and his real name branded proudly over his heart. His dick stand rigid and leaking a steady stream of precum, eager to obey his master. It twitches every time he hears his master voice.

LP-0003 swiftly get rid of his father’s clothes. His father is built like a brick from his work as a contractor. The master is smiling at his successful experiments, turns out that his voice still have the same hypnotizing effect over the phone or recorded.

SP-0001 and SP-0002 appear from Jake’s room. They are here to help LP-0003 handle Hector in case the experiment have gone another way and Hector needed to be enslaved in the old way. SP-0001 hands LP-0003 the tattoo gun. They grab Hector by his hairy armpits and lay him down on the kitchen island.

“LP3, Proceed. And Hector while your son mark you, Repeat this for me. ‘You Accept this as the absolute truth. Every fiber of your being belongs to me. Your loyalty and obedience to me rule your body and mind. Serving me is the only purpose and pleasure of your life. I am your master.’” As the master finish, LP-0003 jump on top of his father, brute force his dick all the way into his father’s prostate, and lean down onto his chest with the tattoo gun in his hand. Every slave have their master’s insignia burned deep permanently into his mind and SP-0001 have taught him to master it even while in the motion of fucking.

Hector stay mindlessly still and chant his mantra robotically through his son rearranging his gut and tattoo his chest. The only indication is his now hard dick that twitch from time to time.

As LP-0003 finished his job, he hands SP-0001 back the tattoo gun and punch his handiwork on his father’s chest. Hector empty his free will all over his and his son’s abs while his son, the creation of the same seed he spilled, now his brethren slave, shoot the enslaved juice into him, rebirthing him as SP-0003 one of master’s service and pleasure slave.

Later, SP-0003, quietly sign his construction company over to his master. He is still the figure head of the company but his crew will soon find out who is their real boss. And will soon serve master molding this town to his liking.

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”- Ughhhhh!” Will moan while ejaculate into the cum collection device. Adam tracing his tongue along the master’s insignia tattoo on Will’s chest and him finish chanting the slave’s mantra finally push him over the edge.

After the town have fallen to master’s control, every woman and children are “motivated” to move away from the town. The master pays for their relocation of cause, he is evil but not government-evil.

The enslaved men are assigned a partner to help milking their brethren slave for the DNA material and keep each other brainwashing in check. The milking and reinforcing mind control take place in the morning, midday and evening break from their assigned work. This is the morning session for Adam and Will after they gobbled up the master’s engineered food for their muscle and cum production.

Most of the men have move to the town center in new apartments built to accommodate their new utilitarian lifestyle totally devoted to only worshiping their master through hard work and obedience. But Adam used to be a farm owner and Will his farmhand. After the Adam give all of his processions to the master, he still assigned to work on the land with Will as his slave partner to feed the town with the new engineered crops to be produced as the slave feed that he and Will also eats every meal.

Now there are only them at the farm, the work is grueling. Their formate self would collapse within an hour, but with the chemical in master’s feed in their blood stream and a reprogrammed dedication in their brains, they work tirelessly with a smile on their face and a hard on in their pants. Their dick would twitch against their cock sheaths and their holes tightened around their plugs remind them of their master and their working pace will bounce back as if they have just gotten to work after a excellent rest, eve though in reality they have been at it for a several hour in the sun.

The news, also now belong to the master and broadcast orders from the master, inform them that the freshly brainwashed graduates selected from the academy will join them soon and help them ramping up the production further. They will still be working hard as always but they are happy that there will be more slave to serve the master.

With this thought Will orgasm for the last time. This one is dry so it signal that his collection is complete. Adam give the master’s mark on Will one last kiss and remove the machine tube from Will’s dick. He hand it to Will to take his turn in the session.

Adam wonder that his twin boys would be assigned the work at the farm as a labor slave like him. He sent them to the academy since they were a weak free minded men in their 18th birthday. He also wonder that with the master training what kind of loyal and obedience beast the master would mold them into. Maybe they could be a warrior slaves at the master’s sides, the master already have a pair of twin bodyguard slaves after all, but that decision over their life belong to the master. Adam won’t burden his obedience mind with that.

They likely won’t remember their father anymore considering the intense brainwashing at the academy. That make Adam even more proud, the perfect slave should have noting but the master on imprinted on their mind.

As soon as Will lock Adam’s dick sheaths with the machine’s tube and his tongue make a contact to Adam’s branded chest. His mind blacked out with only the master in his mind like a perfect slave should be and the mantra left his mouth.

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The cowboy is called into the luxurious estate. They said that they are interested in hiring him. He has no idea what the job is about, but the pay that they propose is ridiculously high, so he thinks he would give it a chance to see what is it about.

He meets a person presumed to be the owner, they shake hands, and the person leads him to the barn. At the end of the barn, he found a bare section, only furnished with a tool hanger, a small table, and strangely, on top of the table, a tattoo gun. A shirtless muscular man with a chest tattoo stands nearby the table. The owner said. "This is SP-0001." Confused, the cowboy asks. "I don't understand. SP-what? What is that?" "That is his name, the real one. Now, SP-0001 is the head of a service slave. When you are enslaved you will be reporting to me primary and him when doing a service slave's work." The cowboy is weirded out by the situation in front of him. He tries to run but found that he can not move his body. Without moving his lips, the owner speaks into his mind. "Now, look into my eyes. Accept this as the absolute truth. Every fiber of your being belongs to me. Your loyalty and obedience to me rule your body and mind. Serving me is the only purpose and pleasure of your life. I am your master."

The cowboy's face turns from fear and panic to emotionless. He assumes his position in the middle of the barn section, standing at parade rest. The master nod to SP-0001. SP-0001, now naked and hard knowing that another man has learned about the bliss of the master's enslavement, grabs the tattoo gun and approaches the cowboy. The master whispering to the cowboy's ear, the master's lips caressing his ear, makes him the hardest he has ever been in his life. "Now repeat the mantra until SP-0001 gives the signal that he finish branding you. With each time you repeat it, it will burn into your mind, deeper and deeper; and replace anything else in your mind." Losing in the mantra, then without warning, his slave brother SP-0001 punch him in the branding that he finished. The biggest orgasm of his life hits him. While still standing at parade rest, he shoots his cum farthest and highest than he ever cum in his life. He keeps shooting, over and over, until there is nothing left of him but his master's will. The master's emblem and his slave number SP-0002 branded over his heart physically and mentally.

SP-0002 new life blissfully continues. He is now one of the master's services slaves he helps SP-0001 maintaining the master's property. They are only wearing a jockstrap that is also a tool belt, except for safety clothes that he needs to wear sometimes while performing dangerous work. He is also a pleasure slave, every slave that lives in the master's estate has to be. He is always ready for his sacred duty of sexually servicing the master when summoned. In his free time from his service slave's work or keeping his body in top performance for his master, he will have sex with his brother slaves, most often with SP-0001 but sometimes with the other slaves, and sometimes the master even joins or watch them. When they have sex they are aroused and turned on by the beauty of brethren slave that is conquered, molded, and perfected by the master; the bliss of their service to the master; and the mantra until they come together as one, united in their surrender to the master.

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“Report, Sergeant.“

“My men have listen to your file sir. They are now under your ownership. They are introducing the rest of the base to the file. The base will be yours by the end of this month, sir.“ The sergeant replied on knees, naked in front of his master. His hands behind his back. His chests and dick puffed proudly.

“Very good, now for your reward.” The master pull down his pants and reveal his glorious dick. The sergeant immediately know what to do and wolf down on his master’s dick. He have practice and perfect his skill with his men so many time after he enslaved them to the master. 

More soldiers will be sent to his base for a training. They will finish the training as improved soldier with a new devotion and loyalty.  With the determination of a marine combine with devotion of a brainwashed slave, just like him, they won’t failed the master.

The master fucking his face harder and harder. Soon, he will have his own army right under the nose of uncle Sam. They will live and fight among others non-enslaved but they know where their devotion lies and who they are belong to. 

With that thought he buried his shaft deep into the sergeant throat and flood him with cum.

“When the business are done, you are going to be one of my personal guard slaves.“ The master pull out and wipe his dick, covered in slave’s saliva and his cum, on the sergeant’s beard.

“Thank you, sir. Praise the master.“ The slave staring up dreamily at his master while his master wipe his dick on his beard and spout another shot of cum on to his face. He inhale the heavenly smell of his master, letting it soak deep into his facial hair.

The master beckon SP-0001 in with his finger. “Mark him as one of my personal guard.” And He whisper some more command to SP1.

“Yes, sir.“ SP1 bow and pull out his handheld tattoo machine out of his utility belt.

SP1 grab the sergeant by the dick and lead him to the steel gurney. SP1 hover his dick over the sergeant face and begin to work. The sergeant open his mouth and take SP1′s dick in, sucking it slowly.

The master go to the other side and begin to fuck the sergeant while he was tattooed.

Soon, WP-0006 cums hands-free from SP1′s punch to his freshly tattooed chest. His master soon follow, baptized him into his enslavement with a load coating his inside. he couldn’t wait to be back at the base to continue his master’s mission and show his men his new rank.

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Turns out the military base that the master have taken over isn’t just any ordinary military base. WP-0006 have told him that this base is also a secret facility for experimenting with producing a super soldier. The experiment wasn’t quite successful and the higher ups seems to give up on it and move on to other projects. But after the base is enslaved, with the master mental and financial support to the project’s scientists’ new found devotion and dedication, the experiment are now a reality.

The machine is straight out of a sci-fi movie cliché. The man sized glass tubes with a shipping container size machines connect to each tube. The machine samples the DNA information and slicing each genetic code by each genetic code picking the best for each slices from the collection and create a chromosome that contains the best in every each line of the genetic code to grow a super soldier out of.

The DNA database come from countless number of semen from master’s slave, free men (forcefully taken or hypnotically taken), and through the master purchase of most sperm bank around the world, the majority of it now owned by the master.

All slaves are banned from cumming, except for cumming into a collection device installed in every home and men bathroom in town, and in sexual service to the master.

It take the tube only a day to incubates a fetus into a 30 years old man. The master have waited impatiently for his reward. WP-0006 sucking on his dick killing the time. And surround by the base scientists, all of them don’t resemble a stereotypical scientist anymore. They are master’s slave just like other and subject to the master’s exercise and diet requirements all the same. They are muscled, unshaven, and naked. On parade rest like a soldier, their dick erect, pointing upward in the presence of the master. The master’s insignia branded over their heart.

The three men in the tube are quite ready but the master decided to wait a bit. Let them aged a little bit further. He likes his men like men, not boys. The master can see the men in the tube already nicely muscled as if they aren’t just a fetus hours ago floating in the tank. The master’s insignia and their number are already branded over their hearts as X-1, X-2, and X-3. A special code for the master’s black ops team. This isn’t a tattoo like the rest of the slaves. They are their permanent skin pigment patterns that are encoded into their DNA. If that skin area have been removed it would grow back with the branding.

Being at the peak of human capacity in every way, they will be his black ops team, doing a dirty work for the master. Not being in any record, they are completely anonymous, nameless, and practically not exist to anyone but the master. The only name they answer to is X1, X2, and X3.

They slightly twitch from the wire on their nape downloading information into them. They knows every martial arts, weapons and vehicles operations. And know at least 20 language, unique to each of them and excluding English which is the only one that they all know. They are also super intelligent and can out strategize any general even while in the middle of a combat.

All of this is ruled by their loyalty and obedience to the master, which are constructed to be a permanent neuron structure in their brain. It’s physically impossible to be disloyal or disobey the master.

And finally the outside look. Which is mostly aesthetic, their DNA apart from that is identical. So the master go for variety to sate his flavorful sexual need and in case of some mission that they need to be racially blend in.

The master have waited long enough. He sent WP-0006 back to his side and have the tubes open. The three super soldiers walk out and as soon as the see the master, they know what to do and fall to their knees. Their dick raising up into a foot long, only different in their skin color. 

They approach the master’s glistening dick and worshiping the master’s dick between the three of them. Soon the master ejaculate, They hungrily lap up the divine nectar from their brethren face, the master’s skin, and the floor. Soon they line up on their back, ready to be properly bred and baptize by their god.