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”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.
Recruit’s first night in the barracks. Just before lights out, the master’s voice blaring through every speaker. The recruits lying mindless on their bed. The rest of the base come together, their naked body glistening in the neon lights with sweat of hard training for their master, their chest, tattooed with the master mark of ownership over them, puff proudly, sheathed dick fully erected, and butt properly plugged, ready to fuck their obedience into the new recruits through their ass while the master fuck his authority through their mind. While chanting their real pledge of allegiance to their real owner, master, and god in unison with the entire base.
After the recruits have empty their free will through their balls, the service slaves come and tattoo them with the master insignia and their real name on their chest, lock a sheath on their dick, plug their hole, and pump their cum into the collector machine, adding their DNA into the master’s slave breeding database. When the morning come, they are ready and happy to mindlessly train their mind and body beyond its limits to meet their master’s requirements of his warrior slave along with their former superior officers, now their brethren slaves.
He used to be stressful about a lot of things. But after he got lost and took the wrong exit out of the interstate heading to a town in the middle of nowhere, the officer stop him at the edge of town. Next thing he knew is that he now have an owner and he have never been this happy his entire life while he was bend over on top of the police car hood and fucked raw by the warrior slave sheathed dick.
Now with a new name, uniform and tattoo branded on his chest, he’s just another one of master’s service slave. Hauling master’s cargo around the country in his new white unmarked semi with the insignia branded on both doors, like the one over the slave’s heart, marking master’s ownership over his property.
He might not be master’s pleasure slave standards but he is a good looking slave enough that the master have fuck him once. He’s looking forward to be back in town near his owner again. Maybe he might got lucky and get fucked by the master again. He rub himself on a dildo attached to his seat at that thought. His dick twitch in its sheath, just like the one that the warrior slave fuck him with in that faithful night.
He also miss an orgy with other fellow slaves. Their hot body trained hard to be used by their master. The warrior slave that enslaved him is his regular when he’s back in town. If they are lucky, they would met at the same deserted road that he was enslaved but this time it was his turn to return the favor with his now also sheathed dick. He couldn’t thank that warrior slave enough for his enlightenment.
But his need could wait, compared to his master wish, it’s meaningless. He is only happy to carry out any work that the master needed of him. He only live to give his master his strength to work, his mind, his soul, and his seed to breed more slave for his master to use. He is much, much happier now.