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Purchased by the master's increasing wealth, the master's new large and luxurious estate in the middle of the forest requires an effort to maintain and guard. The master would need more service and guard slaves. Luckily, there is plenty for the master to choose as pleased.
After knocking on the door of a farmhouse, the master's latest prey opens the door. And without warning, the master reaches into farm hand mind “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 farmhand reply with a blank expression. "I accept this as my absolute truth. Every fiber of my being belongs to you. My loyalty and obedience to you rule my body and mind. Serving you is the only purpose and pleasure of my life. You are my master." "Now get in the car, slave. I am taking you home." "Yes, Master."
After he arrives at the master's estate, the master orders him into the barn, orders him to strip naked, and standing on parade rest. WP-0001 fetching a tattoo machine for the corner and approach the farmhand. The master speaks. "Now, as WP-0001 brand you as my livestock. You will keep repeating your mantra and let it burn into your mind, deeper and deeper every time you repeat it. When the branding finishes, WP-0001 will punch the freshly done branding on your chest. You will cum and empty your free will and individuality. The master gives WP-0001 a mental command to start. The farmhand stands expressionless on parade rest throughout his branding process. With the mantra occupies every available space in his mind, he does not register anything else going on outside. Then his brother slave WP-0001 punches his chest, and the most intense orgasm hits him. Still standing emotionless and naked on a parade rest, his cum shoots farther across the barn and higher than him, over and over again for at least a few minutes. The master's emblem and his slave number, SP-0001, branded proudly over his heart.
As a service slave, His duty is taking care of the master's property; the estate, the equipment, the plants, the animals, and the other slaves; and serving the master as a house servant. It is hard work, but he would not have it another way. It is what the master commands. It is the highest honor of his life to serving his master. The master said that the master would bring in more helping hands. Plus, he was also a pleasure slave. The master would sometimes bless him with a requirement of his sexual service, wherever or whenever the master wants, whether it is the barn, the yard, or inside the estate.
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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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“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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“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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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.