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The twin caught the master’s eyes immediately. The master looking into their eyes and said, “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. Now, unbutton your shirt and get on your knees.” The twin’s face turns blank before following the command right away.

The twin reply in unison, “Yes, Master.” “Now, my slaves, I assign both of you to be my bodyguards. Both of you are to be by my side at all times. And because of your interesting connection of being a twin, let’s push that connection farther with a little modification.” The master places his hand on both of the twin’s heads. Suddenly, the twin feels the new sensation rush through them. They can hear each other thoughts and access one another memory. They can see and hear through each other’s eyes and ears. They can feel their master reaching into their mind and rewire them. Their dicks erect and ejaculate in unison, knowing that with the modification to their mind, they can serve their master better.

5 years later, the twin is put through rigorous sexual, combat, and physical training, to be worthy enough for the duty of serving and protecting their master. They barely speak anymore. They don’t need to. They share both of their minds as one. The master can reach into their mind whenever the master wants and planting any command or information, or reading their thought and memory. The master’s emblem and their slave number, WP-0001 and WP-0002, tattooed proudly on their chest.

When they are off duty from being the master’s bodyguards, they both serve the master sexually together; or sometimes one of them serve and the other watching, standing stark naked and hard at ease like a soldier they are.; or sometimes they have sex with each other for the master to watch, they are aroused not by each other but by the idea of pleasing their master together.

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The master want to ensure his power over the town of his estate, so he invited the police captain for a dinner. The morning after, branded with a slave number “WP-0003” and his new master insignia tattooed proudly on his chest, the captain is ready to enforce his master will. "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.” The slave mantra burn into his brain, his mind subconsciously repeating it. His hole leaking with his master’s cum. He put his uniform back on.

His master deem him worthy enough of being his pleasure slave, hence the “P” in his slave number. His new buttplug rubbing him while his patrol car bumping up and down the rural road. He would be back to the estate soon at his master command. The captain smile proudly and happily. But first, The force need to learn the new definition of “Serve and protect”.

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WP-0004 is preparing for his patrol duty of his master’s estate. Strip off his civvies and put on his proper uniform. Only kevlar vest on top showing his muscled arms and a fatigue pants with tactical belt fully equipped for the job.

He trace his slave tattoo on his chest and let out moan. Every reminder of his master ownership over him make his body shutters with pleasure spreading from his prostate. His hole leaking out WP-0001’s and WP-0002’s cum from his orgy with them in the barrack. Strong and fiercely loyal slaves like him turns him on second to the master himself. He love worshiping their body knowing that these powerful muscles are working and training hard to serve their master, the actual owner of their body and mind.

With his new devotion to his master he have push himself far beyond what he previously thought, even as a special force operator, was impossible. The old him would be impressed but he now know that whatever his master demand of him, he will accomplish or die trying. He would kill for him, fight for him, and die for him. 

The squad is on the rescue mission after one of their teammate disappeared in a small town in the middle of nowhere. All of them used to be in an elite special ops team together in the sandbox. This isn’t an official mission but once a part of the team always a part of the team. After their teammate call one of them that he is in danger and need a team of people he can trust. They immediately got the squad back together on a secret mission of their own.

Little did they know at the other end of the line, WP-0004 is naked on his knees in front of the master who orchestrated the whole thing. He place his feet on WP-0004 slave tattoo on the chest and feeling around the slave’s muscles. WP-0004 sheathed dick is leaking the whole time while he lured his teammates into enslavement. He knew they are the best in the military and his master only deserve the best men to be serving under him.

Soon after the squad arrived in the abandoned farm, they are blasted by master’s hypnotic voice through the mega phone in every direction. ”SLEEP.” was the last word booming through the speakers.

They all pass out, not even have the chance to step out of the truck. The slaves carry them into the barn where they are strap to a cross, headphones fit into their ears, milking machine and vibrator applied to their dick and ass for 12 hours until sunrise.

In the morning, everyone of them is repeating the mantra in unison with the intensity of the marching chant. Their eyes wide open, ready to serve their rightful master. The pump still pumping on their empty balls while the tank is almost full of their freewill. The service slaves march in and tattoo all them at the same time. As the branding is complete, the service slave punch new warrior slaves’ chests in unison. They all arch their body against the restraint and eject the new round of their seed together. This time a seed of obedience.

The service slave untied them after they are done. They fall from the cross into kneeling position, heads bow, ready to serve their master.

“All of you must be tried, WP4, why don’t you show them their new barrack? You haven’t seen each other for a while, I will let you catchup today.”

WP-0004 standing guard beside the master. Despite his face devoid of emotion or recollection of his brothers in arm, his sheath is twitching wildly and leaking continuously. He couldn’t be more happy that master have allow him to enlighten his team to the bliss of obedience and serving master just like the master does to him.

WP-0004 radio an other warrior slave to take his guarding duty before leading his brothers in arm and enslavement to the team barrack.

Once a part of the team always a part of the team.

The officer pulled Jack over. And as Jack begin to ask any questions he shove his phone in front of Jack. The voice booming through the phone’s speaker.

“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. Repeat.”

Jake sit in the driver seat slack jawed. His hand fall limply from the wheel onto his lap. He obeyed in monotonous voice.

“Yes, Master. 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.”

As he keep repeating the mantra, the officer reach down to Jack’s pants and fisted his cock out. The officer begin stroking them while Jack chanting blank faced, oblivious to anything other than his master command. Soon Jack start arching his back and forth to the officer grip. His breath become heavier and heavier. Jack let out one last chant.

“Praise the master, This time is a lot easier.” The officer smile.

“-Serving you is the only purpose and pleasure of my life -UGH- YOU ARE MY MASTER!”

He shoot all of his free will out from his mind through his balls. WP-0003 dive to Jack’s rod from the fully rolled down window and catch Jack’s seed with his now highly trained mouth. After Jack finish draining his balls, the officer’s mouth detached from Jack’s penis. He pull his body back up to found Jack staring at him with a calm look in his eyes. The look of enslave bliss, one more slave to the master’s stable, his dick twitch. WP-0003 pull the new slave into a deep kiss. Their tongue intertwined. Jack’s seed flows back into him through his mouth. They relished in the taste of purged and destroyed free will. Soon the new slave will be branded with the tattoo gun in the police car, maybe he will introduce the new slave to the taste of his enslaved seed afterwards.

“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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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.

The master has hijacked the entire town's communication signal with his hypnotic mantra. After being blasted with the broadcast through his TV, The now brainwashed David opens his grandson's room without knocking. He found Matt, his grandson, masturbating furiously while his eyes locked to the phone's screen and mumbled the mantra. His brain is completely fried just like his grandpa and David couldn't be prouder that his grandson has become a good obedient slave just like his gramp.

David gently lay on top of Matt and gently push his hard dick into Matt's virgin hole, rewarding his grandson for being a good slave to the master. Matt, still lost in the sound from his phone, let go of his dick and let his grandpa take control while his free will evaporates. A while after that, David baptized Matt's hole with his cum. Matt soon follows his grandpa, spraying his seed all over himself. David moves down to clean Matt's body with his tongue. After licking Matt clean he pulls Matt into a kiss, feeding Matt won cum back to him. His dick is still lodged inside his grandson.

"All hail the master." "All hail the master," Matt replied with a peck on David's lips.

"What the fuck!" David Jr. opens the bedroom door to find the horrifying image between his father and his son. Jr. is a combat veteran and has some hearing difficulty due to his time in deployment, making him immune to loudspeakers around the town and the TV in the living room that David has left open.

David and Matt immediately jump to hold down Jr. down. They tied him to Matt's bed while waiting for the other master's slave to come and process them. They will be properly branded as the master's property by being tattooed their real name which is the slave number, and the master's holy insignia permanently on them.

After the town has succumbed to the master's grip. The slave tasked with enslaving the town, have stripped off their shirt exposing their master's brad over their heart proudly, and begin to knock from door to door to begin processing the freshly enslaved men.

Their doorbell rings. David and Matt open the door naked and greet the police officer with a kiss on the master's insignia on the officer's muscled chest.

"All hail the master." The officer places a hand on his branded heart. "All hail the master." David and Matt repeat in unison their hand also on their soon-to-be-branded heart.

"Is everything as the master command?" The officer asked. "Almost, sir. My father has some hearing trouble, but we are dealing with him right now." Matt replied, his chest puffed, proud of his procedure for his dad.

"Show me, unnamed slave." The officer follows them to Matt's bedroom. David Jr. is bound to the bed with a headphone placed over his ear. His arms and legs are tied and his eyes are blindfolded. His back arched high in the air and his dick pointed up even higher, leaking pre cum down his tattooed muscular torso. His body glistens with sweat. His breath is erratic and mumbling something under his gagged mouth. The officer leans in to hear Jr.'s mumble. Then he turns to Matt.

"Hop on, slave." The officer slaps his hand on the bed. Matt wasted no time and obey. The officer then grabs Matt's dick and leads him to right at the rim of his father's hole, ready to pounce.

Then the officer takes off Jr.'s headphones, blindfolds, and sock in his mouth.

He leans into Jr.'s ears "What are you?"

"I am a slave, sir," Jr. replied in a hoarse voice. The officer gives Jr.'s dick a stroke every time he answers correctly.

"Who owns you?"

"The master, sir."

"What does he own."

"My body, mind, and soul, sir."

"Repeat the mantra until you are cleaned of any sinful free will" The officer nod to Matt. Matt goes all the way into his father and begins to punch his father's prostate at a furious pace.

"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" Jr. keeps reciting the mantra as if he isn't being brutally fuck by his son.

Soon, Jr. purges his free will all over his abs. Matt then follows, baptizing his father's insides just as his grandfather have baptize him before. As Jr. comes out of his orgasm high, his face turns blank just as a good slave should be. He turned to the officer and kiss his tattooed chest, paying respect to their god and master.

"Your bloodline has a very good quality, maybe you could be breeder slaves." The officer takes a look at the grandfather, father, and son all line up in parade rest. "Thank you, sir." The three replied in unison.

And as the slave officer has said they are all marked as the master's pleasure slaves and their job besides being the master's personal sex slave is to breed a new lot of slaves for the master's army. Their cock is locked in a sheath and only unlocked for sexual service for the master and breeding session with a woman brainwashed to carry their specimen.

David has become SP-0004, a service slave, head of the master's estate's housekeeping. David Jr. becomes WP-0007, a drill instructor to a new warrior slave. Matt, now W-0221 has followed its father's footsteps and joined the army at WP-0006's base.

It was another win for Charles and his team. Their win record have soared since the entire team have been enslaved by the master for almost two years. The master have all of their cock locked and their hole plugged as soon as he have total control of the team. They are only allowed to orgasm if they win the race.

Just like the master’s other money making sports team, they are the master’s labor slave with Charles being both that and pleasure slave for the master. The team abandons their life outside of the race. The star player also abandons their luxurious lifestyle to live in a communal space with the rest of the team to give all of the money non essential to their training to their master. They are all master’s slave after all. It’s not weird to see a mechanic and a racer snuggle up against each other in a barrack or help each other clean their locked dick and hole.

The master wants him bulked up like the rest of his pleasure slave but decided against it, considering the added weight will make Charles less competitive on the race. Charles is fit enough for his liking and a little diversity in body type of his slave is good for his boredom.

Charles’ helmet also modified to have a dildo molded after the shape of the master’s dick. It plugged Charles’ mouth for the entire race. As so the buttplug in his as vibrating to the engine’s roar, always reminding him of his reward. While he focus on the race, he subconsciously sucking on the replica of the master’s dick so hard that it leaves the helmet mark all over his face. His face might be stoic but his heart are beating fast. The master fly form the states to watch them. The master would reward them soon.

The master brought the team to the garage and have them line up on their knees stroking to Charles getting fuck and the master unload his holy seed into him. As the master whisper the permission into Charles ears, he finally released his seed to the collection machine. As the pleasure slave every seed they soil have to be collected for genetic procedure such as breeding and cloning. The rest of the team follow Charles and unload their unworthy seed onto the floor in unison.

The master stay in the town after that for a while. He have Charles on his yatch with a couple of his warrior slave bodyguards. For that time he was the happiest person on earth. His insides painted white by his master’s divine nectar. His seed either collected or released inside his master. He also put on some show with the warrior slave for the master to watch. Sometime they DPed him, sometime he topped them. Charles leaner frame topping the tough muscled ex-military warrior slave seem to entertain the master very much.

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.

For a growing town of his slaves, keeping a low profile is crucial to the master’s operation. All of his slave might capable of a special forces grade combat regardless of their rank, but if the government caught the news of this. They are greatly outnumbered.

While the process of infiltrating many government agencies such as plant his slaves inside, enslave officers that met his slave’s standard, and making sleeper agents out of the one that don’t is on the way. One of the current tactics is to have his warriors slaves pose as a town’s police and screen every incomer from outside. They will pull everyone over. If it’s their brethren slaves, they would have take their shirt off to show their master’s mark of ownership on their heart with pride. Both is the slaves would give each other a customary greeting with a kiss on the master’s mark tattooed on their chest and they would be on their way.

But if the driver isn’t enslaved the warrior slaves would play master’s programming recording on the radio speaker on their vest to the non enslaved and after their mind are wiped clean the warrior slaves would order them to report themselves at the town hall to be registered, evaluated, tattooed, and assigned a duty in master’s agenda.

W-0040 waiting on the deserted road with its partner W-0029. Good thing that the town is not in a major route that many people would accidentally pass by. They killing the time by reciting the slave’s mantra while groping each other over their pseudo uniform. Their eyes lock to the road, obeying their lookout duty to the master as the top priority. Until another pair of slaves come to relieve them from their shift. They would strip off their fake uniforms to their real uniform as soon as possible. For a warrior slave, a bulletproof vest showing off their muscular arms and side. Their marking tattoo peaking a little from the vest. With a tactical holster belt locked to their penis sheath and buttplug. Complimented with a fatigue pants over them and high combat boots. And totally naked except the dick sheath and butt plug when off duty.

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.

One by one, his clothing slowly come off as he leaves the vehicle, only his dick sheath, butt plug, and boots are left, a proper uniform for a slave like him. His branded chest puffed proudly of his completed task for his master, finally back home with his brethren slaves, and back to be close by his master fingertips, ready to heed his commands again.

As for every slaves, he follows the master procedure for every long drive, he put on the headphones for his brainwashing. For an entire ride back to his master, he was brainwashed and edge by his master hypnotizing voice via the headphones with the help of the slave’s dick sheath and butt plug. His mind outside of the brainwashing only have the brain capacity of a little more advance self driving computer while he is being reprogrammed over and over again. His free will have long been purged clean but the master keeps the brainwashing on regular just to make sure and mostly for his sadistic fetish.

After being edged on the road for hours, the slave head straight to the milking station, the only place that slaves are allowed to release their genetic material other than the master direct command. He greet the warrior slave guarding the milking station with a customary greeting for slaves, sloppy tongue kiss on the master’s insignia tattooed over the guard’s heart while grabbing the guard’s sheath and give it a few strokes.

“Master, almighty.” The guard shivered with pleasure, grunted, and return the greeting.

The service slave greet him the same way then read his name tattooed on his chest, log it down, and strap him to the machine and start the process. His sheath and plug automatically connect with the machine with a satisfying click. He is always ready to give his master anything he demands of him. His soul, his mind, his body, his labor, and his offspring.

The guard resume his position. That slave get him all riled up, he wonder, is it his cycle to be milked yet? He would have to wait for another warrior slave to relieve him of his shift and he would check.

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.

"63!, I am home!" S-0387 calls for its offspring while taking its hi-vis coat off its naked body.

N-1563 walking up to its procreator, naked and hard. It greets its sire with a worshiping kiss to the master's emblem on S-0387's chest and a few tugs at its sheathed dick. N-1563 couldn't wait for the day that it'll finally leave the "N" as in "Novitiate slaves" on its name for a full slave rank like its sire. Maybe a service slave like S-0387 or anything the master deems fit. And a dick sheath that help its dick stood proudly as one of the master's faithful slaves.

S-0387 pulls its genetic produce up for a deep tongue kiss. It's an additional greeting to help the new slave learn about pleasuring other slaves, and if they are lucky, the master. "Better" S-0387 gives its offspring feedback after kissing.

"I'm in an advance sexual technique class now," N-1563 confirms its sire improved experience.

"Good, You'll be a useful tool for the master to use."

"Praise the master."

"Praise the master."

"It's time for your collection, 87. You can be extracted here. 46 is almost home." N-1563 hop on the dining table, laying on its back and spread its plugged hole wide open.

"Sure." S-0387 eagerly pulls the buttplug out of the N-1563 hole. Ready to give anything for its master to be used as he wishes. N-1563. It couldn't be more proud of its seed producing a fine specimen like the genetically engineered N-1563 and only eager to give more of it to produce more like N-1563. It drives its dick along with the sheath into N-1563's hole in one thrust.

"YES! SLAVE! GIVE YOURSELF TO THE MASTER! SIRE MORE SLAVES FOR HIS ARMY WITH YOUR SEED!" N-1563 encourages its genetic source to obey the master's will.

"YES! YES! TAKE ME, MASTER! TAKE MY MIND! TAKE MY STRENGTH! TAKE MY SOUL! TAKE MY SEED! MOLD THEM TO YOUR DESIRE, SIR!" S-0387 ramming its sheathed dick in and out of N-1563 without mercy while burying its face in its offspring's sweaty armpits. N-1563 just come back from its mandatory exercise at the training center. The smell and taste of what used to be S-0387's seed, taken from it by the master and molded into a powerful slave that trained itself hard for their master have turned S-0387 on beyond comprehension. It's a shame that N-1563 hasn't received the master's branding on its muscled pec yet, otherwise, S-0387 would have something to worship the power of its master on.

"REMEMBER THE MANTRA, SLAVE. RECITE IT WITH ME! LET EVERY LETTER BURN INTO YOUR MIND LIKE A GLOWING IRON ON A HIDE!" N-1563 pulls its sire closer for a tongue wresting bringing its dick deeper into its hole along with it, but N-1563 knows this cock like its own. It and N-1563's other sire is the cock that it always practices on for the class homework.

"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!" They chant in perfect unison even while both of them are feverishly fucking.

"UGH!!!! YES! MASTER! ALL HAIL MASTER!" S-0387 finally shoot its seed into the N-1563 hole. It rests its head and panting a warm breath on its offspring's firm chests for a while. It looks up to find, W-0946, its mated slave standing beside the table stroking its sheathed cock, enjoying the show.

N-1563 turns to smile at another one of its sires, the other half of its genetic source. "Time for breeding 46, I have 87's genetic material ready to be mixed.

"Praise the master. You made us proud 63. The master has molded you well." W-0946 undresses its firefighter coat to reveal a naked chiseled body, a proper slave's uniform just as the master has mandated.

W-0946 moves close to its mate and kisses it on the master's brand over its heart. N-1563 could feel S-0387's dick twitch inside its rectum. S-0387 return the greeting to its mate. W-0946's rod twitch into a full hardness ready for breeding. S-0387 pulls out of its genetic produce's hole to open it up for W-0946 to put its own sheathed dick up into its offspring's hole instead. S-0387 leaves N-1563 bottom to the other sire of its offspring. It moves to N-1563's face and rests its dick's tip on N-1563 lips. N-1563 swallow the rod that partially creates it while a W-0946 begin to fucking its hole with a pure violent dedication to their master.

After W-0946 finish and N-1563's rectum are filled with both of its sire's genetic material. It put the buttplug back on. This buttplug is the master's newest invention. The service slaves, the one in the science division unlike S-0387 which is in the construction division, have come up with a better and much sleeker version of the DNA collection machine. The machine now fits inside a casing of a buttplug. It can mix the semen DNA from two men. Splicing and mixing their DNA with an additional enhancement programmed in the machine. The machine then produces a genetically enhanced embryo that will grow into a full-grown slave in a matter of a year. It could be plugged into an artificial womb, like N-1563, or a biological one.

The machine also has a spinal nerve connection, mostly to keep a slave in a continuous over-brainwashed state and to suppress implanted woman's mind to not find anything weird about her child growing into a fully grown rugged man in one year. But it will only be used on women in the case that her husband is a slave to the master so it could keep a close eye on the new slave.

N-1563 moans in pleasure while the buttplug begins to vibrate, processing W-0946 and S0387's genetic material while adding other programmed improvements to the slave's gene. It hasn't cum yet, for this session its cum has no purpose for the master. It looked forward to the day that it would be anointed as the fully operational slave and assigned a slave to mate. Its seed will be perfectly mixed to breed an even better slave for its master just like its sires. 

But for now N-1563 look forward to meet its new brother of the litter forming inside it. When the buttplug finished creating its brother, it will inject an information into N-1563′s brain to head to the farm, a slave factory comprised of rows and rows of artificial wombs, and have its plug removed and implanted into one of them. It will come back with the new one ready to breed more slave for the master. And as soon as its slave brother become fully grown it will follow N-1563 home and knock on the door naked and fully hard ready to be trained just like the day N-1563 arrived here to its sires.

W-0205 used to be Brad, a police officer that puts Chad, now W-0251 to jail himself. Now they both belong to the master as his obedient slaves together in his squad of enforcer slave. The only law that they enforce and ruled by is their master’s word.

So when the service slave in charge of slave’s eugenics order them to mate together. With zero hesitation, They swiftly and precisely obey. Their sheaths magnetically lock their shaft into one. They drive it into the service slave hole in unison. The coupled and sheathed dicks sunk in all the way without slowing down. All three of them feel no pain or sexual pleasure, only orgasmic pleasure of obedience. They recite the mantra until they release their genetic material into the service slave to be made a new slave for the master’s dominion.

When the service slave leaves with vibrating plug in it, processing their genetic material into new slaves. They embrace each other hopping that their essence would be worthy enough to produce an obediently powerful slave to serve their master. They are looking forward to when the newly born but fully grown slave arrive back at their door to be trained sexually, physically, and mentally by its genetic sources, W-0205 and W-0251.

The royal guard commander abroad the crown prince’s yacht to do a security check on the prince before approaching his homeland’s shore as ordered by the king. The security search is less about the prince’s own security, and more the reputation of the royal family themselves, since the price is infamous for his blasphemous lifestyle: entertainment, drugs, and sex.

He not that much older than him but  with his exceptional service to the crown, the king is willing to out his trust on him. The prince usually dreaded the loyal guard commander, arrogant prick. With his shiny medals and big rank, this man think he can bossing everyone around. When he become king he’ll teach this asshole a lesson.

That’s what’s the prince think, but the prince no longer exist anymore, only LP-0008 another one of master’s loyal slave is left in side the façade of the fearsome crown prince. No ranks, no hierarchy, only the master and his rightful property.

That’s why the prince feels no satisfaction of revenge when the royal guard commander and his team are brought to their knees by the master’s mind control power.

Because, the prince is no longer here anymore, only master’s slave exist.

That’s why the prince obey the master’s command immediately to strap the royal guards to the gurney and brainwashing goggle, amplifying the master’s power into their brain, and expertly begin to tattoo the master’s glorious insignia over their heart along with their real name, their slave number, under it along with other slaves which used to be his personal bodyguards and servants. He don’t object it that he now work with his former servant as one.

Because, the prince is no longer here anymore, only master’s slave exist.

The royal guard commander riding on the master’s cock as their tongue lock together. The master interrupt the kiss to smell and taste the royal guard commander’s sweaty hairy armpit. Left the royal guard commander’s mouth free to let out a lustful moan. It feels no jealously as It stays still on parade rest position naked and hard waiting for order in .line with other brethren slaves facing their master.

Because, the prince is no longer here anymore, only master’s slave exist.

It help the guard put on his dick sheath and plug his hole, preventing more of the master’s holy nectar inside from leaking down its leg. It kiss its slave brother on the mark of their master’s ownership over them. The master’s emblem branded proudly on its muscular chest. LP-0008 worship it with a kiss and trace its brethren's name “WP-0008″ with its tongue along the raised skin of the tattoo. It praise its fellow slave for serving their master dutifully. It can feel WP-0008′s sheathed dick twitch from its new center of pleasure, obedience.

Because, the prince is no longer here anymore, only master’s slave exist.

The master immediately bring their attention back with his command under a soft voice which hold solid power over all of his slaves. He order both of them to clean his dick. Both of them kneel and begin to worship his holy member while lost in bliss of the taste of the divine seed. They will bring their homeland to its knees under the master’s leash, just like them, with a hard on while doing it aroused by their subservience to his will.

Because, the prince and the royal guard’s commander is no longer here anymore, only master’s slave exist.

After countless relapses, this new rehab in a small town of no where would be the last one that Nic would ever need.

Hours brainwashed and gallons of his cum milked, Nic is now ready to be mold as whatever his master wishes. His addiction redirected into an even more intense obedience and loyalty to the master.

Many from the street like him are assigned as a warrior slave, he will be trained by the best special ops that the master have acquired as one of his warrior slave. They will be put through 10 times of every toughest special ops training. Any hint of free will, the training will break them to pieces. Only a free will purged mind and solid unquestioning obedience will make it. These Intense training and exercise combine with master’s special slave feed, is turning them into a muscle beast with an unmatched discipline that could only be achieved without free will.

After that they will be ready to be given a rank of a warrior slave. Lining up for inspection for the master, hard sheathed dick pointing up, chest, master’s insignia freshly branded chest puff, their rectum squeeze tight around the hollow plug, reminding them of their total surrender and devotion to the master is their only source of pride and happiness.

The Master have a plan for them. Nic and other newly trained warrior slaves will be back on the same street that the junkie Nic comes from to enforce his master rule with his iron fists. Dominating the dark corners of society with his own “gang” of slaves.

Master will pick the one that he likes and fuck them in their new uniform for the Street in front of others in the line, thick Cuban chain warps tight around their neck, black short sleeve button up shirt and cargo pants, pair with black combat boots.

Nic hopes that he train hard enough to please the master and will get picked to be baptized his insides with the master’s holy nectar. So does other slaves in his squadron.