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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.

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.

A highly decorated special force officer, intelligence officer, and general, after taking countless bullets and leading many successful commands for his country, the only thing he wants is to enjoy his retirement, but the master has other plans for him.

One of his men used to be under his command during his time at the special force called. Congratulating him for his retirement, Rob invites the guy for a beer at his house, not knowing that the guy has been so long enslaved to the master that he would have to be reminded of its old name.

On the other end, WP4 kneels naked in front of its master while its mouth lets out the voice of its old personality to the phone in its hands, the rest of its face is completely devoid of emotion, only dedicated its mind to its master command. The master's feet play around with its hard-sheathed dick. Every touch makes its sheathed dick and plugged asshole twitch, but it carries on its conversation with the person that its old self used to admire and look up to the most, luring him to, now, the only person that matters, its master.

WP4 is quick to naturalize the old man. Once the old man finished a can of drug-laced beer, he was soon strapped in a brainwash rig under its pickup truck bed cover.

After countless brainwashing sessions with mind-shattering orgasms, the old man purges out its old self and personality. No longer a proud soldier, as soon as it was released from the rig its powerful body fell down to the master's feet, one of the most decorated soldiers in history now kissing master's feet, begging to be sheathed, plugged, and branded with its true name and the master's mark of his ownership over it, but the master have further plans for it.

As soon as it heard the master command it could jump into another steel gurney fast enough. The service slaves helped tie it with leather straps to the gurney. It don't understand why would they need a strap since the master has absolute power over it. The realization comes as the machine with numerous needle at the end of its arm aim the tip of it at both sides of its skull, deep down its throat, on the middle of each of its meaty chest, for each of its six-packs, for its navel, down its urethra, both of its balls, along its thick leg, deep in its rectum, and almost hundred of them all over its wide back and along its spine from the base of its head to the tail bone.

The master leans in close to its ear. The master breath and brush of his lips make its mind explode in orgasmic pleasure each one bigger than the last. "Stay still and repeat the mantra." He whispered to his new old slave. The slave obeyed. The Headset got lower into its head putting it into a familiar sweet brainwashing loop.

As its chanting began, the machine pushed all the needle into its flesh in a swift and precise motion. "I ACCEPT THIS AS MY ABSOLUTE TRUTH.- ughhhh! -EVERY FI -mumhhhh- BER OF MY BEING BELONGS TO THE- Haah… Uugh.. Aaah…- MASTER. MY LO- Aghh! AAAH! -YALTY AND OBEDIENCE TO HIM- Mmmfffp! Unnf -RULE MY B- nnhg Uh-uhh! -ODY AND MIND. SERVING HIM IS THE ONLY PURPOSE AND PLEASURE OF MY- haahhh hmmm-mmh Nnmm… -LIFE!"

The chanting got more steady and monotone one the X chemical pumping through the slave body. Enhancing its body and mind. The master chooses to keep its aged appearance, but on the inside it's the same X-class superhuman slave as its brethren. But if there's one thing that the master has changed on the outside would be its size. Its already imposing body has been enhanced even more. Now at 8 feet with an even wider back to support, a truly powerful beast for the master to command.

The master is now ready to unwarp his gift to himself, another X-class guard slave, Other X-Class slaves have been away on a mission to assist in taking over a faraway country. This one would be his right hand, always at his side to serve and protect him.

Its body begins producing the skin pigment of Its name, XP-0002, and its insignia appears on its huge pec over its heart, where it belongs, signify the completion of the process. The machine pulls its needles and headset back. XP02 still chanting the mantra lying still just as the master had ordered months ago.

"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!"

"Cum." the master whispered in its ear. Its already hard dick begins spraying its cum all over its sweaty body over and over until commanded it to stop. The master ordered his service slaves to begin putting a sheath onto its enhance foot-long dick and the collection tube click on to the sheath soon after, keeping its superior genetic into the eugenic stock.

The master order it to ride on his dick, while he admires his new possession. Tasing its huge sweating body. XP2 accepts its master invading dick into its virgin rectum and his tongue over its glistening abs, its lush pubic trail, its hairy chest, and its reeking pits. All of it belongs to him. It welcomes its master tongue with its own into its mouth, twirling around obediently following him around, its own mouth, his rightful domain, like a dog on a leash. Every touch between its and the master's tongue, just as his other touch, sent electricity down its spine to its dick, still obediently pumping its cum hard as its owner's command, and its ass twitching around the master's conquering dick giving him the pleasure at its best superhuman ability. After he cums, the service slaves put a plug into the XP2 rectum to keep his holy seed inside it.

After its enslavement, XP2 is always at its master's side, outside and in bed, it had lost all sense of its former self, replaced by a blissful servitude that it was unable to resist. Every command he obeyed, XP2 felt a never-failing mind-shattering orgasm that left him feeling empty and full at the same time.

XP2 is a force to be reckoned with, more powerful than any non-X-class slave could become. It soon became the go-to enforcer for the master, doing whatever the Master asked without question and was used to carry out the Master's most demanding and dangerous tasks, compelled to serve his master at all times with absolute loyalty.

"Thank you for bringing me to his enslavement" XP2 comes up to WP4 after training.

"I only obey his command, brother," WP4 replied, WP4's old self would not address his CO as such, but it does not matter now they are now equally master's loyal and obedient property. WP4 places its hand on the master's emblem over XP2's heart. It's perpetually hard dick twitch in the reminder of its master ownership over them.

"But without you, the master would never have found me" XP2 places its hand back at WP4's emblem tattoo. Its dick twitching back as an answer.

XP2 immediately pulls WP4 into a kiss soon they intensely make out with each other. XP2 swiftly put the genetic mixture machines on both of their dick. XP2's and WP4's sheathed dick locked with the machine immediately as the machine was pumping them and sending a signal to the plug to begin vibrating to the max. Soon they surrender their essence to the master via the machine. The machine would mix their genetics and the service slave would pick it up to grow a new batch of ready-grown slaves.

The master sitting on his observation throne for the training room while his other pleasure slave servicing his dick with its mouth, watching his XP2 slave. XP2 meets his eyes and bows its head to its owner. Ready to detach from its slave brother to be back to its master's side.