Mo Is Strapped To The Cold Metal Gurney In A Place Unknow To Him. The Strange Man Approach Him Look At

Mo is strapped to the cold metal gurney in a place unknow to him. The strange man approach him look at his naked body all over.

“Perfect, just like in the picture. As excellent result as my slave breeding machine are I do have to credit nature to produce such a beautiful stallion rival to my creation.“ The strange man talk to no one in particular. Other man in the room are naked like Mo, none of them are less muscular than him. They all kneel in the presence of this man. He also noticed that they all have a matching tattoo on their chest.

“Its face are perfect but it does need more hair on its body, it must have shave them. After its brainwashing period I will revisit those again. I am sure that we don’t need body hair pattern regeneration, considering its facial hair and ethnicity. Let’s begin.“ The master nod to the nameless scientist slave. They nod and start the machine. Several mechanical arms with needles at the end lower to Mo’s body. 

“Freeze” The master whisper to Mo’s ear as Mo begin to scream and trashing around. His body stop in place despite mind burning with survival instinct.

The master was impressed of the new batch of X-Class slave and looking to have them replace every slave that serve him closely on his side, as his bodyguards, butlers, chauffeurs, and sex slaves. But growing a super slave from scratch is an intensive process and the identity documentation might be an advantage to his anonymous black ops team but for a slave that need to be with him in out in the world that would bring more complication. The new batch of slaves would have the code XP-0000 branded on their chest. They would have the super human ability of black ops slave with X-0 code but perform duty to the master like other normal slave.

 So he have the scientist slave developing the new method of instead growing a genetically engineered super human slave from scratch, he could modify a super human quality into a living slave. After a several successful trail on less valuable slaves, it’s time for his prized stud that he have his black ops team abducted form its home.

The needles break his skin. There are so many of them combine with his panic, Mo couldn’t keep track of where on his body they land into. As the needle begin to pump a chemical into his body modifying them, the master place his hands Mo’s temples and begin to modify his mind.

The body modification ,considering the scale of change and the level of technology utilized, is progressing at a break neck pace still take almost a month to complete. While the master’s power take only a flash of his power to completely wipe someone’s mind that would be no fun if he finish with the slave’s mind just to have them obediently lay still waiting for the body transformation to catch up with the mind’s.

So, He leave Mo on a brainwashing loop for as long as the body’s process. Edging it continuously for almost a month. Now, it’s time to open the present. Mo’s body have grown at least a foot taller with a bigger and much denser muscle. His body is cover in a satisfying thickness of body hair just as master wanted and also a month worth of precum and sweat from being brainwashed and edge non stop.

The master place his hand on the slave’s temple to end the brainwash loop in its mind. XP-0001 wake up to the most beautify sight of its master’s face. The master lean down to kiss his new bodyguard slave. He place his hand on his insignia and its slave number genetically branded as a birthmark on its chest. As soon as XP-0001 feel the master’s hand on the mark of its ownership, it shot out a fountain of useless Mo’s old non genetically modified sperm that have been pumped without release for a month out of its now enhanced balls. 

The rest of X-Class slave welcome its new brother by tongue bath X-4 clean of any residue of physical and mental weakness of freewill purged from its slave brother cock. Then they take turn fucking X-4, loosen it up for the master and transfer information from their mind of experiences in the field into the new slave though the added neuron pathway embed into the penile raphe.

After the police station fall into the master hands, the firemen is next. It was an ordinary morning until the speaker in the station starts blasting the master’s hypnotic voice. Soon they all realized their place in the world, under the master feet.

The enslaved police men visit them at the fire station for a celebratory orgy. The fire men couldn’t wait to be branded properly as the master’s property and obey his command.

New dress code for both the policemen and firemen is always shirtless showing the master insignia and their slave number. Shirt is only need for outside duty but the butt plug is always on.

To other people’s eyes they are separated department but to the master and the slaves they are a single group of master’s warrior slave. The master will have a mission for them soon to complete his control over this town. But for now they train their body for a peak physical capability to best serve the master. Maybe he would allow them to cum if they serve him well. The master only permit dry orgies and dry orgasm from reciting the mantra is to push them over their mental and physical limit to train hard and serve the master.

Fun before the game.

“You look very nice in uniform WP4″ The master complement his slave.

“Thank you, sir. I live please you, sir.“ WP4 replied. Adorned in a police uniform which is unusual for him. Normally he would be in a military cargo pants with a hoister belt and shirtless except a tactical vest. As it is master’s personal warrior slave uniform.

But today is a big day, the master plan are in motion to enslave this town. He have order the town’s completely enslaved police force the enforce a curfew over a made up warning. The slave police force also take control of the town’s emergency broadcast, siren alarm system all over the town and the internet.

They need every slave available to patrol the street and enforce the curfew in the disguise of a police office officer. Making sure every one is locked in their home and pay attention to the master’s hypnotic voice.

Every pleasure slave in the master’s estate are also needed. They line up in parade rest in front of the master in a police uniform given by the police captain, WP3.

“I think I’ll have some fun before the game.“ The master unzip WP4 pants and fist out the slave’s sheathed cock, giving it a stroke. The slave remain still in its pose, waiting for a command.

The master lead him by the cock to a police car and sit the slave down. “Open up.” He order his slave.

The slave lift its legs to the car’s console exposing the zipper that continues from the front pouch all the way to the base of the hoister belt. The master have the police force and firemen modified it into the uniform. The master pull a buttplug out of WP4 ass signaling the slave to enter pleasure mode for the master.

The slave stoic behavior become more animated. WP4 let out a moan after the buttplug come out with a loud pop. The master do not waste his time and push his dick into WP4 as soon as the buttplug come out.

The slave moan become more and more agitated. The master silence WP4 with a deep kiss. The slave welcome its master’s tongue to invade its throat. It continues to moan into the master’s mouth. The master slip his hand into the slave’s uniform feeling his muscled chests. As the master caressing past his insignia branded over the slave’s heart, the mind shattering pleasure run trough WP4 spine. WP4 buckles wildly and arch its back into its master. The master do not care of his property reaction and continue to WP4′s nipple and twist it hard, bracing himself for an orgasm. Then he shot his cum into his sex toy warrior.

The master order WP4 to suit back up and come back to the formation like before. WP4 push the buttplug back into his cum coated hole. The slave expression turn to stoic again. WP4 didn’t cum. The master didn’t order it to. The only pleasure is servitude and obedience to the master. And the pleasure that only matter is the master’s.

WP4 join the rest of the slave, still in a pose unmoving staring blankly waiting for the order. Even while the master fuck the life out of their brethren slave in front of them. There are no excitement or jealousy. The master using his rightfully own property. And their existence is only to be used and serve their rightful owner.

Then, they headed out to help the police force enslaved the town. With a police car and crowd control vehicle, all equipped with a loud speaker blasting the hypnotic mantra of 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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Hunter hunted.

---- picture credit (Instagram): peleskey

Adam is jolted awake by the knock on his cabin door. Who in their right mind would be here in the middle of nowhere while the daylight is weakening? "Who is that?" he grips the door handle, his dogs barking wildly, waiting for the answer. "I heard that you are the best hunter around here. I need some help." The man answers, completely ignores his question.

Adam, curious and hoping to earn some money, opens the door to see a thin man in a bulky coat. "Hello, nice to meet you. It's freezing here. Can I come in?" After looking at the skinny man and decided that he could easily overpower him if he is here with malicious intent. He let the man in and lead him to his desk. His dogs are still barking ferociously. "I am sorry I will take them to the backyard." "Don't worry about it." The man answers and turns his eyes to his dogs. They immediately stop and quietly lay down in the living room. "Wow, normally they are not that tame towards stranger" "I guess I gave a gift with these kinds of thing." the man replied with a smile. "So what is your name? and what do you need from me?" "Oh! I am so sorry, how rude of me. What is your name?" "Adam, and you are?" "Oh, Hello, Adam." The man reached his hand to shake Adam's. Adam returns the handshake. The man holds his hand and continues. "I am-" the man pauses. "-your master."

Suddenly Adam feels lightheaded. "Are you expecting anyone, Adam?" "No." "Good. Sit down. And listen to me quietly." The man ordered him and then let his hand go. "Here is the thing, Adam, You could call people like me a sorcerer. I am recently "matured" enough to accommodate my power, which varies from sorcerers to sorcerers. There is only one sorcerer for each type of power in their lifetime. Mine is mind control power, and I need a good hunter to help me with my, um, project."

Master walks to him, places his hands on both sides of Adam's temples. Master's mouth is unmoving, but he can hear his master's voice in his head "Relax, Adam. Listen to me carefully. Any thought that I am going to put into you, you will accept it as absolute truth. You will expel any thoughts conflicted with my command out of your mind. Understood?" "Yes." "Good. Adam, You are now enslaved to me. I am your master, and you are completely obedient, protective, and loyal to me. Obeying my order is the greatest pleasure of your life. The only thing that important to you is me. You will feel no sexual attraction towards anyone else but me. Understood?" Master telepathically said, then remove his hand from the slave's head. "Yes, Master." Adam replied. Everything became clear to him now that he has been blind for so long. This is his life's purpose. He belongs to his master and his master only.  He could never repay his master for making him sees that. "Good, now on your knees. and get naked." Adam immediately gets on his knees and takes off all of his clothes. His hands behind his back. His dick extremely hard, pointing up proudly in his obedience and surrender to his master. Master walks into the living room to Adam's dogs. They sit up on their hind legs while he holds their muzzle and looks into their eyes. "A good hunter requires good senses too bad we are just humans, compare to them, we are as good as a blind" Master return to Adam. His dogs trail closely behind the master. Master ruffles his hair, then cupping his cheek. He leans into his master hand docilely while looking at him with total devotion, just like his dogs.

Master continues the telepathic conversation. "Now to the last part. Get on all four. Ready to receive my seed. Once I have planted in you, you will have the most intense orgasm in your life and expel all of your free wills out of your body. You will become the vessel of my will instead. I have erased your dogs' minds, they will feed on your seed, and they will become the extension of you. Your one obedient mind will have three bodies to serve me as my hunter. Are you ready to serve?" "Yes, sir. Please let me serve you as a hunter slave, sir." "Goodboy." Master snaps his finger. Adam shifts his posture into all four. The dogs walk into their spot on both sides of Adam's groin and sit on their hind legs, ready for the order.

Master moves behind Adam and slowly takes his clothes off and gets on his knees, ready to mark his first slave. He smears his cock with lube and slowly grinding his penis head with the slave's hole. Adam's breath becomes heavier with lust, then the master pushes in dick into the slave's virgin hole all the way without pausing until the master's entire length is in Adam. The master starts thrusting out, only left the head inside, and then push back in all the way. Adam gives out a moan of pleasure as soon as he feels his master inside him, which is also the signal for the dogs to start licking Adam's erection from both sides. With the dogs licking, their fur caressing his abs, and his master roaming his hand all over Adam's body from his sculpted back, his six-pack, his firm pec, and to his hard nipple. Adam moans loudly and uncontrollably, but shortly after, his master pulling him up, kissing his neck. It would definitely leave a hickey, which made Adam even hornier than he thought possible at the thought of his master leaving marks all over him. Then his master pulls him into a kiss, silenced him. Adam completely surrenders to the invasion of his master's tongue in his mouth. Adam has never been this high in arousal before, but he can't cum until he has received his master seed. The dogs are savagely licking Adam's erection waiting for his release too, their hard red dicks poking out of their sheath. The master picks up the pace, Adam can feel his master's kiss with heavy breathing on his back. He is close. And then his master thurst in violently. Adam could feel his master penis spasm, ejecting his seed into him.

As soon as Adam feels his master cum flows into him. The biggest orgasm he has ever experience hit him immediately. His eyes roll back into his head. He could feel his mind, free will, and individuality leaves his body through his dick. He is howling from the pleasure of the orgasm and the knowledge of being completely enslaved to his master. He keeps on ejaculating even after his cum runs dry for a while. The dogs under him pushing each other's muzzle to hungrily lick his seed from his piss slit. He produces more than enough for them. They join his howling, switching between licking his cum off the floor. The master lay down on Adam's back. Adam still on all four. The master's penis is still in him. "Thank you, sir." Adam mumbles his gratitude through a tried breath. "You are welcome, boy. Let get to the bedroom" The master pulls out of him.

After coming out of his post-orgasm daze, and get up from the floor, following the master to the bedroom. Adam feels very different, but He couldn't explain it. His hearing and smelling are sharper than ever. He looks left, and right follows every little sound and a faint smell that he never notice before. He looks at his dogs, they are walking on both sides of him in unison with his steps. Then he understands that there is more to it than his shapen senses. He actually looks, smells, hears, and senses any other thing not only from his body but also through his dogs. "Do not think of them as a separate being. They are a part of you now, just like another one of your organs." The master startles Adam with his answer. Adam looks up to see his master sitting comfortably on the bed. All of Adam's senses, both new, and old are wonderfully overwhelming by every aspect of the existence of his master. He is getting hard again, even just having the best orgasm in his life minutes ago. The master sees his erection and smile. "Not now, horndogs. Let's get some sleep" And with that, he immediately went flaccid. His body obeys and completely surrenders to its real owner, the master. The master gently slaps the spot on the bed next to him. "Yes, sir." Adam reply with a smile. How does he deserve to be chosen? What does the master see in him? That's not his place to decide. He only knows that he is grateful for his master and will serve him in anyways with pride and loyalty. He slow gets on the bed at his master's side. And then he can feel his dog's, no, his paws on the bed too. He forgot that he has more than one body to control now. "I am sorry, master." "It's okay. You just need more training, that's all." The master reply and reach his hand up to cup Adam's face, the human one. Adam leans into the master's heavenly touch and feels the master reach into Adam's mind to command his canine bodies. The dogs immediately snap to attention and settle down at the end of the bed. "They can sleep there. Tomorrow I will teach you how to control your other bodies." "Thank you, master. I will not disappoint you" "You won't." The master reply and pull his hand back. Adam pulls his master into his muscled chest with his sculpted arms. Hugging him, getting ready to sleep, just as the master has instructed him through a mind link right after commanding his canine bodies.

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.