## Her Master's Machine

Post by putasockinit2 » Sun Oct 29, 2017 1:28 pm

(This is a story that is intended to fit in with halloween but will probably go on longer than that. I wanted to create something a little more farfetched, hope you all enjoy! )
Jenny was just eating her breakfast before work when she suddenly heard a knock at the door. Her long golden locks of hair sat neatly after being brushed, falling to her mid-back. She was an attrwctive young woman in her mid twenties with blue eyes and a a fairly toned yet curvaceous body. She had a pair of large breasts that were squeezed together in the figure hugging white dress she wore. It finished at her mid thighs. A pair of brown knee high boots and some pantyhose underneath completed her look as she hurried up, grabbed her key and unlocked the door.
Just as she was unlocking the door she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her upper thigh. As she looked down she was stunned to discover a small needle that had obviously been fired through her letter box in the door as she heard the other end flap down. Her world began to feel blurry as she managed to open the door. She began to sway before she felt ehrself lowered to the ground. Within 60 seconds she was out cold.
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Jenny awoke slowly unable at first to take in her surroundings. She felt herself yawn, or at least try to yawn but something didnt feel right. As her eyes woke up she began to look down in the dark room she was in and noticed she was heavily restrained with a large wuantity of rope bindings. She tried to call out for help but all that came out of her mouth was an mpph. It was only after a little while that she could feel she was moving. She was sat up against the wall of what felt to be a large van. All the windows had been painted black from the outside meaning little light flickered through. Where was she heading?
roughly 20 minutes after she awoke she felt the van screech to a halt. Wherever she was heading she would surely soon find out as the engine was switched off and everything fell silent. Suddenly a loud consistent hiss was heard in the dark van. A weird smell soon found its way up her nose as she began frantically trying to bang on the side of the van.
It wasnt long before her world went dark for the second time...
A dazed Jenny slowly awoke from her slumber and once again analysed her surroundings. She was no longer in the back of the van, instead what seemed like a basement or a quiet dark room. It was near pitch dark with only a few small candles dotted about as a small source of light. She glanced down and saw she was in a much more revealing scenario than before.
She had been stripped naked and was now tightly hogtied. Her back arched in the tight ropes as her ankles, shins and thighs were tied. She had ropes around her large boobs, her elbows and her wrists behind her. A tight crotch rope took getting used to for her as with every slight movement it seemed it would make her moan in pure delight.
She was ballgagged with a large mouth filling red ball gag and could only wriggle on the cold floor alone as she wondered what was behind this. She had no idea how long she had been out, where she was or what was about to happen.
After a few minutes of struggling helplessly against her bonds, unsure what exactly to make of it the main light in the basement turned on, harshly bright compared to what she had been exposed to in the past few hours. It revealed an empty, stone floored basement. The only item however was next to her and pointing over her. She looked up to see it was a strange mechanical looking machine she did not recognise.
"Hewwo? Can anyone helppph mepph?" Was all she could mutter as she heard it suddenly come to life warming up. Just as it was warming up a male voice on the intercom sounded.
"Hello Jenny, you may not remember me but wow you are still looking just as fantastic as i used to imagine." The voice chuckled. "I guess you are wondering what this machine is for and what is about to happen? Well I'll let you figure it out for yourself." The voice chuckled once again before the intercom was switched off.
Scared Jenny could only look up before a beam shot out of the laser from the top of the machine, cloaking her. She began to feel almost numb as she felt herself black out and go through various flashbacks and scenes in her mind. Her body juddered and moaned.
Unknown to her the machine was retraining poor Jenny, making her forget so called useless information such as her job and filling her mind with instructions and everything to do with bondage. She was being brainwashed into becoming a bondage slave as her mind was wiped.
After 10 minutes exposure the beam finally switched off, leaving Jenny to shake and moan on the floor for a few more moments as her body got used to the changes. Her boobs had grown a size or two making them bulge even more in the tight ropes. A tattoo had also formed on the side of her hip '#001' as she began to come around and her mind began to clear.
The man, her captor paced slowly in and approached her. Had his invention worked? Was his fantasy about to become true?
He unfastened Jenny's gag.
"What is your name and purpose?"
"My name is Jenny and my purpose is to serve you however you please master." Jenny repeated the phrase ina n almost rehearsed style.
"Excellent. Welcome home, I'm sure you'll be the first of many." The man replied in a smug manner. His plan had worked. He had created a machine that would give him his most personal desires.
'Too many friends and not enough true friends'
The Kanye of tugs
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