 As she hardcore fastened her seat belt she hardcorejunky felt someone grab her. She didn't have hardcore time to hardcorejunky even cry out before he clasped a hand junky over her rushin mouth. She felt him sticking a needle hardcore into rushin the back hardcore of he head funky junky rushin, soon she hardcore went limp and her struggling stopped hardcorejunky. "Drive" The person said to her. The voice belonged to a man, it sounded tough and commanding. Rachel did hardcorejunky as she was told hardcore and started the hardcore car up and backed out of the parking space. "Where are we going?" Rachel junky asked in a monotone. "The nanomachines will hardcorejunky tell you hardcore." Said the man as she continued to drive.
 "You will select 5 girls and inject them with the rushin nanomachines hardcore. Then hardcore you about will about come back here and report to me." he said to her "Yes Master." she said in a monotone junky. He walked around her studying her features hardcore. She had junky long curly red hair, brown hardcore eyes, and a nice figure. It was hard to believe that she was 25 because she looked about as old as the hardcorejunky students that she hardcorejunky was employed to teach junky. "You funky junky rushin may leave now, but keep in mind what you have to do hardcore tomorrow." The man said to Rachel. He handed her the two items then she junky left the hardcore building.
 The rest funky junky rushin of the day went without any junky major event. And by the end of the about 7th class period Rachel was able hardcore to leave. She walked junky out to her hardcore car and got funky junky rushin in and drove off. She didn't drive back hardcore to her house. She drove back to the abandoned factory. Her junky master was hardcore waiting for hardcorejunky her there. "Hello again Rachel. How did the plan go?" he junky asked her junky. "I have completed junky the plan about master." Rachel said in that same about monotone. "Good! They funky junky rushin should arrive here within a few hours. Meanwhile junky I'm gonna have hardcore some fun with you." The man said to Rachel.
 She discarded the hardcore clothes next funky to her feet as she took them off hardcore. A minute or two later she stood there naked hardcorejunky. Like Rachel this woman had a nice body on her! "What is your hardcore name, slave junky?" He asked her "My hardcore name is Amy..." she said in a monotone. "Amy? How old are you funky?" He hardcore asked her "I am 18 years old master hardcore..." she said in hardcore the hardcorejunky same junky monotone.
 "Twenty five minutes late hardcorejunky with breakfast this morning funky." he said to her "This is unacceptable Marcy hardcore." he hardcore said as she continued to struggle. "It seems whipping no longer works for you...I guess hardcore I will hardcorejunky have hardcore to try 'Other about Methods'" he said as she continued to struggle. "Master hardcore. Please. I'm sorry. I didn junky't mean funky junky rushin to be late with breakfast. Please give me hardcore another chance." She said as hardcore tears hardcore streamed hardcore down her face. "You junky have been given three chances already. You junky have messed up one too many times and now hardcore you will hardcore pay." the man said hardcore
 He hardcore walked over to the wooden cabinet and opened one of the doors on it. He took a small case off the shelf and took a hypodermic needle out of it. The needle contained a strange blue colored hardcore liquid. "Since junky you are no good at pleasing hardcore me in the kitchen I hardcore guess I'll have to hardcorejunky wipe your mind clean and start from scratch." He said as he took the needle out of its case. He went over to where the rope that the woman was junky tied hardcore to hardcore was hanging hardcore. He turned a hardcore small rushin knob on a steel panel built into the wall and the woman was lowered a couple of hardcore feet. She was hanging about hardcore three feet off the floor now. "Master. Please. Not that. Anything but that.." she cried out.
 "I don't know.." she junky screamed at him. He hardcore gave her a nasty look and wheeled the computer hardcorejunky over to her. "If you hardcore will not talk willingly I junky guess I hardcore will have to force it out about of you." he hardcore said. He took a silver ring off the cart and placed it around Kimberly's head. "This computer will probe hardcore your mind and it will show hardcore me junky where hardcorejunky you hid that key." he said to her. Kimberly watched in horror as text started to hardcore appear hardcore on the rushin computer screen. He read it and smiled. "So you hid it Inside your pillow? I says here that hardcore you ripped a small hole in your pillow and placed the key in it then hardcore sewed it up. Is that junky right?" He asked her Kimberly started to cry "Yes.. Yes. It's right hardcorejunky." she sobbed. She about was junky crying hardcore because now she was hardcorejunky going to receive a hardcorejunky very bad punishment.
 Finished giving junky out his punishments hardcore he left the dungeon and went upstairs. It was hardcore time to see how Rachel and the about other five were doing. He found them in the kitchen cleaning rushin the hardcore dishes. He smiled junky as they hardcore worked feverishly to get the kitchen cleaned up. HE left them to their work and consulted his watch. It was about 8:30 rushin PM. "Man! Time flies when you're having fun!" he thought to himself as he hardcore headed upstairs to his bedroom rushin.
 She left the house about with Max. She put him hardcorejunky in junky the car junky. She took one last look at the house and drove off. She started thinking of anybody who held a grudge against Rachel, anyone who would want to hardcorejunky see her dead. She could think of no one who wanted funky junky rushin Rachel junky dead, she couldn't even think of anybody who really hated her. She had always gotten along with her hardcore coworkers and students funky. There were a few girls that didn't hardcore like hardcore her hardcore that much, but they would never murder someone funky, would junky they?
 "Do you know who this woman is Rachel?" asked a rushin man as he looked hardcore at a picture hardcore on the video monitor. A young hardcore redheaded junky woman walked over to look at the picture. It was a picture of a young attractive brunette. "Why yes master, she's my friend." Rachel said to the man funky junky rushin."Whats her name?" he asked hardcorejunky her junky "Molly Simmons" she said to him. "Rachel, would you hardcore like to see hardcore your friend hardcorejunky come here and serve me just like you?" he asked her "Oh yes master." Rachel said with excitement. The man hardcorejunky smiled at her and turned to look at the screen again. "So beautiful..." he hardcorejunky thought to himself. "A hardcorejunky nice addition to my collection..." he said in a whisper...
 She had a dream that she was in this strange hardcore room...She could see windows high up near the ceiling but they were all hardcore boarded up... There was junky a man standing with his back hardcore turned towards rushin her...she about was naked... totally naked....she could see the fuzzy outline of another young woman funky whose arms appeared hardcore to be hooked to chains funky that stretched all the way to the ceiling junky... The man started to turn around to look at her and she woke up funky in a cold sweat. "What the fuck?." she thought hardcore to herself. "What the rushin fuck was that all about?." she gasped out loud. The dream faded from her hardcore memory hardcore very quickly. She tried to go back to hardcorejunky sleep. It took her a while junky before hardcore she fell asleep again.
 When Molly came to she at first thought she was hardcore dreaming. She was in that room hardcore again hardcorejunky and she hardcorejunky was naked. It was the same room as before hardcorejunky in her dream. The windows hardcore were boarded up just hardcore like in her dream and she saw a young woman a few feet away hardcorejunky from her who was just hanging there about. Her arms were junky hooked to chains that ran up to the ceiling. There was a man standing rushin near the woman. He seemed to be checking her restraints hardcorejunky. He rushin turned around to hardcorejunky find that Molly was hardcore awake.
 She walked over to him and laid down funky on the floor next to his hardcorejunky chair junky. She lay there curled up rushin like hardcore a dog waiting for funky junky rushin her master to pet her and sighed a happy sigh. He sat in the chair thinking about how ironic it was hardcore: Angela was his most loyal hardcore slave yet he had done nothing to her mind junky. But most of his other slaves were not about quite as loyal to him. He funky junky rushin could easily recall the times he punished some of his about slaves funky junky rushin for infractions but he rushin had only punished Angela a couple times and he could not recall hardcore why he had done that. He junky reached down and caressed her face about and she let out a hardcore contented sigh. "Is everything junky moved to the new location rushin?" he asked her hardcorejunky. "Most of it hardcorejunky has been relocated and the new base is operational." Angela said as he hardcore continued to caress her face. "Good. You and me will leave for rushin the new hardcorejunky location tomorrow." he said to her. "Yes master..." she said as she drifted off to hardcore sleep.
 They left the hardcore mansion junky before dawn. He drove a rather beat up looking hardcorejunky car so as not to draw attention to himself. As he drove he thought of his plan. It was a very elaborate plan to hardcore plant many slave hardcore agents in several cities around the world. They would be given darts filled with a new type of nanomachines. This new hardcorejunky type of nanomachines didn't need to be injected into funky the back rushin of the head hardcorejunky. They would funky junky rushin select targets that funky junky rushin they deemed hardcore worthy and shoot them with a dart. This meant hardcore that hardcorejunky he hardcorejunky didn't have to do hardcorejunky it himself anymore and junky since the new method didn't funky have the hardcorejunky need for hardcore a needle to be placed junky in the back hardcore of a woman's neck the agent hardcore didn about't need to even get close to the target.
 He turned off the hardcore paved road and onto a dirt road. he followed that for a mile or so then hardcore he came to three separate roads. He took the first road and followed that for about 2 miles. He then turned hardcorejunky onto an old trail that was junky so narrow he had to drive slow rushin as not to hit any trees on either junky side of it. They soon approached an old rundown shack. he parked the car a few feet away junky from hardcore it and got out. Angela followed junky him about inside.
 "Ok funky junky rushin here we go. What's your name?" he asked her about. The woman just lay there hardcore looking at him with a "You expect junky me to talk?" look on her face funky. He reached over to the box hardcore and pressed a red button on it. The women let out hardcore a scream and funky junky rushin started to shake. "What is hardcore your name?" he asked her. "April Shannon" she said hardcorejunky to him "Why did funky you follow hardcore one about of my moving vans?" he asked her. "I wanted to hardcorejunky see...where rushin it was going..." she said funky junky rushin to him. He could tell she was still trying to resist. He pressed the button again and she cried out again. "How junky old are you?" he asked hardcore her. "19" she said to him. "Did rushin you let junky anybody hardcore know where you were going hardcore?" he asked her. "No" she said to him hardcore. "Good. Now April, you will feel hardcore a pinprick hardcore in the back funky junky rushin of your rushin neck but do junky not hardcore be alarmed." he said withdrawing a hardcore needle from his coat funky.
 Four hardcore days hardcore later a small brown box arrived at one woman's junky apartment. It had no return address on it. The woman hardcore took the box inside about. It hardcorejunky contained the hardcorejunky dart gun along with five darts. they were encased in hardcorejunky an anti metal detection casing. She had been living in this apartment for junky only rushin 5 junky days hardcore and about now had hardcorejunky her first mission. Her master was counting on junky her hardcore to enslave five woman funky junky rushin and transport hardcorejunky them to funky junky rushin his underground bunker. She had hardcore already junky met several potential targets hardcore. One hardcore was a young woman hardcore who lived next door to her. She was hardcore unmarried and had little family hardcorejunky which made her a prime target for hardcore enslavement junky.
 "Master I have made a list about of all slaves who are funky no junky longer hardcorejunky of any use hardcorejunky to you. I hardcorejunky have separated them into three categories. The first is the burnt out slaves. these are slaves who are about either aging or have out lived their usefulness. The second funky is the retarded hardcore ones. these hardcore are the funky junky rushin woman with an I.Q. of 80 or lower. the third is the insane ones junky. Since you know who those are it shouldn't be too hard to junky find them." Angela rushin said to the man. "Good. When the new slaves arrive junky we will began selling off the ones on this list. Thank funky you Angela." he said to her about. " You're funky welcome master." she said to him.
 "Four down one to go." Jennifer said to herself. She had hardcore just enslaved another young woman. She was a pretty hardcorejunky blonde. Jennifer led her hardcore to junky her apartment and locked her inside with the other three women. She loaded the dart gun with the fifth rushin and final junky dart. As she was placing it into the chamber of the dart gun the needle broke off of hardcorejunky it. "Oh shit." she said to herself. The hardcorejunky fluid containing funky junky rushin the about nanomachines was leaking out hardcore of the dart. She pressed the red button on the dart gun and watched as the bluish liquid from the hardcore dart turned a dull grey. This was her indication that the nanomachines were dead. She had screwed up big hardcorejunky time about. "What will master do to me when he finds out?" Jennifer thought to hardcore herself.
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