Finally, His Little Slaves Spreading The Praise About How Magnificent The Ink That Enslaved Themis Have

Finally, His little slaves spreading the praise about how magnificent the ink that enslaved them is have brought him the big fish into the tattoo master’s shop today.

Even though he knew it’s a matter of time that some celebrity would be unfortunate enough to stumble upon the tattoo master’s little shop, it’s in LA after all, but the tattoo master couldn’t help but become star-struck by Chris walking through his door and asked for a small piece of tattoo on his arm.

The master lead him to the tattoo chair. As the magic infused ink begin to enter Chris’s blood stream, his breathing become more and more relax, his eyes are still open but blank, and his face without any expression.

“Feel the ink running along your skin, marking the unmarked flesh. Feel my magic in your mind, marking the unmarked mind. Soon you will be bare the mark of a slave both body and mind. Let the mark guide you, rule you, remind you of your life purpose.“

“Yes, sir.“

“Feel my essence in your marks for I am the wielder of the mark. Feel my rule over your body and soul. Feel it rule your obedience and loyalty, love and lust.“

“Yes, sir.”

The master rip Chris clothes with his knife, leaving him naked. His dick immediately sprung free from his underwear to  proudly erect of his enslavement.

“Feel my essence in you, let it purge your own will and conquer it with my own.”

The tattoo master take off his clothes and lube up his dick before plunge his dick right into Chris’ hypnotically relaxed hole all the way in one swift motion. Chris arc his back up from the chair, overwhelm with the pleasure of his master conquering him. The master begin to savagely assaulting Chris’ hole mercilessly. The ink running around Chris’ skin forming a pattern to the master’s will.

“EMBRACE MY MARKING! EMBRACE MY ESSENCE! LET IT FLOW IN TO YOU! ACCEPT MY CONQUER WITH BOWED HEAD AND KNEELED KNEES. PURGE YOUR WILL! THIS MIND AND BODY ARE NO LONGER YOURS TO USE! NOW!“

Soon the master release his essence in his new slave. Chris erect dick, left untouched through out the ritual, exploded like never before. Spraying his purged freewill onto his abs and chests. The tattoo now settling into Chris’ skin just like his master control over his kind. The tattoo form a  strange tribal pattern covering his entire back to his arms and chests.

Chris’ blue eyes look up at his master waiting for his next command. The master grab his jaw and ram his tongue into Chris’ mouth. Chris’ tongue dance submissively with the master’s dominating one. The master pull out from Chris’ mouth.

“Thank you master!“

The master smile but waste no time garbing Chris’ blond hair and pull him onto his knees. Chris mouth opens up to perform his duty of cleaning his master’s shaft and have the chance to taste his master’s essence.

“You’re welcome. Listen well, I have things for you to do.”

Chris nods and listen to his master plans for him while giving his master the best blowjob he can.

Chris have become famous for his new tattoo of intricate and mysterious lines running along his muscle ridge on his back to his chest and arms. A few year later Chris cause another headline with divorce and marring the tattoo artist that done his now famous tattoo. Chris have gotten even more serious into body building and strongman training. He is even bigger than he was before and the tattoo seems to compliment him nicely no mater how much his body changed.

S-1031 arrived at its living cell sweat soaked after a day of hard work for his master. It removes a black tool belt jockstrap with a clicking sound from its penis sheath and hollow buttplug.

S-1031 let out a big sigh, feeling sad that its work are over for today, it hate not being useful for its master, even just a few hours before sunrise again. It look at the younger slave on their bed, S-1031-N, which is a clone of S-1031 produced to replace it when the master deem this slave expired. S-1031 do not worry about it, its life is belong to the master to dictate as he pleases and he would prefer to be expired than being useless for the master.

S-1031-N’s body is already more muscular than S-1031 when it was the same age as S-1031-N. At that the time that S-1031 haven’t granted a gift of enslavement yet, but S-1031-N was cloned and come out of the artificial womb at the equivalent of 20 years of normal human age. The only thing that S-1031-N know other than basic knowledges that are directly upload into its brain while it’s still in the vault, is physical and military training from the slave trainer at “the school”. Combined with the master’s enhancing slave feed, explains its peak physique and sweaty body.

S-1031 climb up the bed and pull S-1031-N sweaty body into its own. It dive its nose into its younger clone’s furry reeking pit. The sweat and its smell is a sign of hard working slave which arouse every slave seeing, feeling, and smelling it. S-1031 immediately shoved it hardened sheathed dick into S-1031-N’s hollow plugged hole all the way. The sheath and the hollow plug locked magnetically into each other, helping the slave maintain its alignment.

S-1031-N woke up with a lustful moan.

“They train you hard at the school huh?” S-1031 face leave the clone’s pit to whisper in its ear.

“Sir, I’m sorry sir, I should have spend all of my waking time training for the master, sir” S-1031-N whimpering through its moan.

“Good, get up. Time for an evening training. Master deserves an even better slave to replace the old one.” S-1031 pull out with a pop from their flesh and a magnetic detaching click from their “uniform”.

“Good evening, sir.” S-1031-N follow S-1031 out of bed. Both of them at a parade rest facing each other, their tip lightly touching each other. S-1031-N leans into S-1031 chest and give the Master’s insignia a worshipping kiss. S-1031 let out a lustful groan while S-1031-N tongue tracing along an intricate lines of the emblem tattooed over its senior slave heart. An emblem that its wish, more than anything, would be branded proudly over its own heart one day. S-1031-N could feel S-1031 tip twitching wildly, before S-1031 coming out of its pleasure haze and lead it to the gym in the slave living quarters.

They start with weight lifting, S-1031-N taking its place on S-1031’s lap, while lower itself down, S-1031’s sheath and S-1031-N line themselves up and magnetically lock to each other. Aligning S-1031’s cock and S-1031-N rectum. S-1031 cock moving deeper and back along while S-1031-N lifts. Sweat building up on top of the old ones that’s still wet. S-1031 begin attacking is younger clone’s nipple and back to it’s even more reeking pits. S-1031-N have preformed well working hard under “distraction”. The trainer taught it well.

S-1031 is proud of its replacement. Rightfully extracted from its by the owner of its soul and body, to be reborn and served again. With even more capable body and cleaned obedient mind.

The new gym franchise "Gym Master" has popped up everywhere around the country. They are growing rapidly, replacing many gyms that are closed due to the pandemic with the new management and brand under the shell of the former gym.

"Dude you're going to love this! Their equipment and trainer are the best! Look at me!" Etan flexes his muscle, showing Jess his impressive gain.

"Damn, Ethan you really bulk up since we hit the gym together." Jess admires his friend.

"The best part is Jim still working there. He is an even better trainer than before the corporate that take over his gym sent him for an advanced trainer course"

"Wait, does he still work there? How does he feel about his gym being taken over? It must be hard, he always boasts about how he built that place with his hands and now he is just one of the employees?"

"Well, He seems happy enough as far as I have seen him around the place." Etan shrug. "Common dude! If you don't like it you can go somewhere else, but this is an invitation-only gym, give it a try. I will let you use my invitation!"

"Okay, okay, dude! Why not?" Jess gives in. Jim is the best trainer they have ever had yet. If he is still there, happy, and somehow becomes an even better trainer, Why the hell not?

When both of them reach the gym Etan leads Jess through the door. Sure enough, He sees Jim and several similar faces inside, but instead of Becky the old receptionist, the front desk is now staffed with equally muscled men as the trainers. Come to think of it, Etan noticed that the gym is filled with only men.

"Hey, Will. I brought my friend Jess here to try out this place." Etan greets the receptionist. While Jess is busy with the membership application, he doesn't notice Etan swipe his card to the gym floor without waiting for him or that Etan's expression turns blank as soon as he crosses the gate.

"Etan? Hey! Wait for me!" Jess's shout falls on deaf ears as Etan's programming kick in. Etan takes his place at one of the machines and sweats away robotically.

"Don't worry, sir. You would need to watch some of our promotional videos first. Let's give Etan a head start." Will leads Jess to the small room behind the reception desk and sits him down on a single chair in front of the TV. As Jess gets comfortable in a chair, the TV lights up and begins bombarding him with the master's brainwashing voice, enslaving him immediately.

"You accept this as your absolute truth. Every fiber of your being belong to the master. Your loyalty and obedience to him rule your body and mind. Serving me is the only purpose and pleasure of your life. I am your master"

"I accept this as my absolute truth. Every fiber of my being belongs to the master. My loyalty and obedience to him rule my body and mind. Serving Him is the only purpose and pleasure of my life. You are my master" Jess replied in a monotone. His clothes have been stripped off and put a milking machine tube on his dick unnoticed by Will. 

"You are master's slave. This is the real you as the master has intended. Your real name is 1S-0273. You are the master's sleeper slave. As a sleeper slave, you will assume your former personality outside of the master's establishment.

Your activation word is "INDIGO MID NIGHT 1S-0273"

You will not retain any memory of your real self when assuming your former personality.

No one in your public life must know that you are a slave.

You will keep your body at peak condition to be activated for use at any time in every personality activated.

You will avoid any type of attachment with the non-slave in every personality activated.

You will recommend specimens that fit the physical and other requirements that will be uploaded into your brain after this programming for enslavement in every personality activated.

Future financial handling and other life plans for sleeper slaves will also be uploaded into your brain after this programming.

You will visit this establishment daily for body and skill maintenance and improvement, mental conditioning, and further instruction."

"PROGRAMMING COMPLETE SIR, UNIT 1S-0273 IS NOW OPERATIONAL, SIR!" After a quick seizure from having a petabyte of new data uploaded into his brain, Jess finally releases his seed to the DNA collecting machine to be further reviewed by other slaves specialized in slave eugenics.

Jess walks out of the room naked to join the rest of the slaves, some permanent, some sleepers like him, in a programmed exercise to maintain the readiness and improve the performance of the master's property for his usage. He said nothing while passing Etan or Jim.

He noticed that Jim have a master's insignia tattooed on his chest, over his heart, where it should be, along with his real name SP-0035. He couldn't help but feel a little jealousy even in an emotionally suppressed slave's mind. Not only Jim is a permanent service slave that takes care of this place, but he is also given the highest honor of having served the master sexually before. He could only hope that the master would brainwash him to train hard enough to be noticed and have that honor himself.

After that, Jess and Etan head to the gym twice a day. They only know that they are enthusiastic about their impressive muscle gain from the new gym, but as soon as they set their foot beyond the gate, their minds shut down and their true emotionless slave self is ready to train their body, master's property, hard. Only to let the gym with only memory that it was a great workout. Their body and mind are ready to be activated for the master's command at any time.

”What the fuck are you doing?” Jasper ask the mysterious medic whose organization logo on the medic’s shoulder patch and the ambulance he couldn’t recognize.

Living as a homeless as long as he can remember, it’s his instinct not trust people at first sight.

“We are here to help you. You will be better soon.” The medic replied emotionlessly while working with the IV.

“I don’t need your fucking hel-“ Before Jasper finish his sentence, he turn limp as soon as whatever drug have entered him. He look paralyze, only his eyes is the only indication that his mind still running wild. He could only laying there in the ambulance’s gurney. During the rest of the night, the medic load two more homeless men into a gurney next to him and immobilized them just like Jasper.

The medic close the car’s door and strip naked showing his tattoo of the same logo as his uniform shoulder patch that he just stripped off with some kind of code under it. His dick have some kind of black tube lock from under the dick head to almost the end of the shaft. And the most shocking to Jasper, the medic seems to have a black butt plug up his ass. He then put a blue utility belt back on. The belt make a clicked noise showing that it has been designed to be attached to the tube and plug.

The medic move to Jasper and grab a medical scissors out of his belt and cut his ragged clothes off. After Jasper is stark naked, the medic clean his dick with a soap and an alcohol. Taking his time carefully inspecting the cleanliness, the medic then take Jasper’s manhood into his mouth stimulating it into a full erection.

The same tube that’s on the medic’s dick are now locked on Jasper’s. The medic then bring out the machine with an extended flexible tubes one is hollow one have an end that look like a dildo. The hollow one lock into the tube around Jasper’s dick with the click as the belt on the medic’s. It begin to sucking on his dick like a flesh light. As Jasper begin to lost himself in pleasure, the medic ram the dildo one right up his ass. If he wasn’t paralyzed he would let out a howling scream.

Before the pain can be fully comprehend, The medic the put a VR head set on Jasper. The voice and fast throbbing text on the screen immediately plunged him into a deep and intense brainwashing loop. His breathing become robot-like stable, indicating the medic to move on to another patient. Soon the three homeless are lost deep into a brainwash session for the rest of the journey back to the master’s town. The medic move to the front of the car with the driver, already naked and hard. It kiss its brethren service slave on the chest, where the master have marked them as his, and give its cock a customary stroke. Its partner return the greetings before it hop over to the passenger seat and turn the car radio on. The audio is in sync with what’s playing in the soon-to-be slaves headset. They let their mind shift into a autopilot, absorbing the master’s commands eagerly, and begin their drive back to their master with a new recruit, just like the master have planned them to.

6 month later.

After Jasper step out of the ambulance with a completely empty and obedient mind into the town of his master. It and its other brethren slaves in training have been put through an intense slave’s feed diet and exercise regimen to meet the master’s standard of his slaves as well as even more intense brainwashing. Everyone of them going above and beyond for their master. They couldn’t wait to be marked and assigned a duty so they can be of use to the master. 6 month later all of them are turned from a malnutrition and disease ridden animal into a well tamed and obedient powerful beast. Ready to heed any of their master command without any hesitation and without fail.

The master’s plan to have the homeless charity as a front of his recruitment work perfectly. No one suspects a thing as long as they have somewhere to sweep their “problems” under the rug. The soon approaching recession is going to be…, let’s say it’s raining men for him.

The first time Karran joined the gym, He only wanted to be able to get girls attention with his body.

But after his first brainwashing session at Master’s gym, his want is irrelevant. His master is now the puppeteer of his free will. Planting his commands into his subconscious.

He thought him stopping spending time hanging out with his friends flirting on the girl he liked and used all his free time in the gym is his idea. He thought taking the supplements only labeled with weird emblem from his trainer is his idea. He thought growing out his beard, hair, and body hair is his idea. He thought stopping using deodorant is his idea. He thought stopping masturbating is his idea.

But, he thought of nothing of how his time in the gym seems like it’s pass by like a blur. As he walk into the gym and with a blink of the eyes he walk out soaked in sweat, looking at his watch a few hours have passed. It feels completely normal to him.

As the time passed, the master have molded him, body and mind, to his desire via the hand of his service slave known to unsuspecting Karran as his fitness trainer.

After Karran receive the call from his master and given his trigger. He isn’t thought of anything anymore, only obedience to his god master. The white van arrived at his front yard shortly after. Karran steps in and give the naked service slaves a kiss on the master’s emblem tattoo as a sign of his completely enslaved mind.

They stripped him and strapped him in the same kind of machine that enslaved him since he join the gym. The service slave sanitized his chests for tattoo, his dick for the sheath, and his ass for the plug.

The goggles lower into its eyes. The tube lock with its sheath, another one at its hollow plug. Ready for its brainwash session for the entire ride and many more to come.

When it set foot the master’s domain, naked, sheathed dick always hard and proud on the master’s land. It bares the same mark of the master’s ownership over it over its heart just like all of its brethren slaves. The other slaves lead it to the master estate where it lie down and spread its hole for the master to inspect his property and give its final marking on its chests, its real name.

It thought of noting while it waits for its master’s judgement. As he gropes and sniff its undeodorized body, muscled to his demand. As its moan in ultimate lust and pleasure of the highest form of servitude as the master pull off its plug and fuck it raw. Its moan are only silenced by the master‘s mouth over its own. He demanded its mouth to also serve his so it must be. After a while the master have baptized it with his holy nectar deep inside its body, the master have approved it of it’s sexual service so it will have “P” as a part of its rank. It didn’t cum, the master didn’t command it. It feels nothing as its need are irrelevant.

After the master are done and leave for his more important business, SP-0001, the head of service slave come to clean things up and plug it ass back in, keeping his holy nectar deep inside its body. SP1 inform me that it will join SP1 as Master’s estate servant. SP1 pull out a tattoo gun from its utility belt to complete its marking. SP-0095 tattooed below the master insignia. SP95 stood up, its chests puffed proudly. It bow down to give SP1 a tongue kiss on the master’s insignia on its chest as a proper greeting and gratitude for finally properly marking it as one of the master’s property. SP1 dick twitch as SP95’s tongue travel along the intricate lines of the master’s mark on its skin, reminding of its enslavement to the master.

SP1 return the greeting and grab SP95 by its dick, lead it to the slave quarters for a proper estate servant uniform, a black combat boot and black utility belt with nothing else except it’s sheath and plug.

After intense brainwashing and slave training for a year, The young crown prince, or his real name LP-0008 as given by its master, is now ready to return to its homeland as the master's first royal to be enslaved to him.

Given the prince's country's absolute monarchy and strict law, the master saw great potential in the region as the refuge for him and his legion of slaves. That's if he can put it under his leash which would be an easier task than in a more democratic country.

Getting the prince wasn't as hard as the master have thought at first. Just a spam message containing his hypnotic recording to one of his bodyguards, not long after, the entire security team and the prince found enlightenment as a slave to their one true god and shot their seed as an offering.

He has the prince arrange his "Vacation" trip to the states. Despite being the crown prince, he travels around the world for a long period regularly, so no one raises any suspicion. As soon as his private jet land in the states, the service slaves in a white truck are waiting for them in the hangar. They leave their jet naked in a line. No prince, no bodyguard, no servant, only master's slave. The service slave strapped them down to the milking machine and the headset. They are edged, milked, and brainwashed over and over, nonstop for the entire 25 hours of driving from a coastal elite's city to a master's town in nowhere in the middle of the continent. As soon as they arrived, they are ready to be trained and become a part of the master's stable.

The prince only builds his muscle to inflate his ego, other skills than that aren't important because nepotism garuntee his chance for everything. But LP-0008 is trained in martial arts and all types of weapon incase being secretive doesn't work out, get ugly, and need to get physical, the master needs every slave to be able to handle that itself, warrior slave or not, so LP-0008 muscle isn't just for show anymore, but its bodyguard is. They keep up their duty of protecting the prince in public but they are trained to be a warrior slave unlike the prince, who is in a position of power, a trained labor slave. They would help LP-0008 on its mission, carry out a command that doesn't need the prince's presence, and any other warrior slave's duty.

Every LP-0008's milking and brainwashing session is combined with petabytes of diplomatic, political science and history forced up and burned into his brain. Preparing it to be a wise and ruthless leader of the country, securing its place as the future king, and a well-trained puppet of the master, bringing the country under the master's dominion.

LP-0008 are also trained in homosexual sexual pleasure. The master has deemed it worthy enough to be one of his pleasure slaves. That means training with other pleasure slaves and the master himself. The former homophobic prince is now an expert dick sucker, capable of making the straightest man cum with its tongue on the prostate, and able to take any dicks the master command.

It hasn't received its proper branding of the master's insignia and its real name over its heart yet. It has a mission to accomplish first. A tattoo would cause suspicion in the prince's deeply religious circle. The slave's dick sheath and the butt plug pose no problem hiding under the country's traditional garment. But as soon as the royal family and high-ranking officials and generals fall into the master's enslavement, there will be some changes mandated by the new king for sure, regarding tattoos and more.