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REVENGE ON THE ROBBER
Synopsis
One more victim and I could go back to my fence and get enough cash to
pay the rent. Just one more easy target and I'd have a roof over my head
for another month. Easier than working right?
Disclaimer
This story contains unwilling body and mind alteration along with
humiliation, mind control, smoking and drugs and prostitution. If you
don't like any of the above then don't read it.
Story
I lurked in the dark doorway in one of the many alleys I liked to
frequent. I knew the best places and times for a good target and this
alley had yielded many good returns over the years. I already had 2
wallets and a brand new Galaxy S10 in my pockets from other places and
just wanted one more good haul to pay the rent. I hated working and
didn't get enough benefits to live the life I wanted. At 20 years old,
5' 9" and a slim light build I wasn't particularly intimidating but the
large butchers knife I carried certainly was!
Soon enough someone came walking down the alley. He was easily over 6'
tall and was smoking a large cigar and doing something on his phone. I
waited 'til he was close then jumped out brandishing my knife and
demanded the phone and his wallet. The guy didn't look intimidated but
did hold out his phone which I grabbed hold of.
As soon as I touched it a shock went through my whole body and I found
myself unable to move or speak. All I could do was stare as the guy took
his phone back from my frozen hand and smiled. "Looks like you picked
the wrong victim tonight my friend," said the guy as I panicked. "My
name is John and I'm a scientist. My field is behaviour modification and
I work for the Government but I also like to do my own private
experiments outside of hours. You will be my next experiment."
"Drop the knife," said the man and my hand immediately opened to release
it. "Now follow me walking in a normal manner and hurry, I don't have
long." I found himself walking behind John and utterly unable to stop
myself. Inside my head I commanded my legs to stop, I tried to scream
and shout but all I could do was walk behind the guy as I was told.
About 10 minutes later they arrived at a large townhouse and John put
his finished cigar in a standing ashtray, unlocked the door, told me to
walk in and then closed it. There was a large hall with beautiful
Georgian furniture and plush carpet. John hung up his jacket and then
told me to follow him again as he went downstairs to the cellar. There
was a large and well-equipped laboratory down there and John stopped by
a bookcase and pulled out a book which caused the bookcase to open
revealing another room behind.
"Excuse the theatricals but it makes me smile," said John before walking
through. I again followed him and John had me sit on what looked like a
large dentist's chair in the centre of the room. He then strapped my
arms, legs and chest down. He also put a metal frame on my head which
held my eyes open and then inserted some drops into them. It was weird
but I didn't feel the need to blink.
At that point I could feel control returning to me. My mouth was still
hard to control but I managed to ask, "What's happening," in a strangled
voice. John smiled at me and said, "As I promised dear boy, I'm
experimenting. I love to make wrongdoers change their ways and you will
do just that, even if you don't want to." I began to struggle as my
strength returned, I couldn't break the restraints though and I still
didn't have full control of my limbs. John watched me in silent
amusement for a minute before telling me they were designed to hold far
stronger men than me. I had little choice but to lay there and protest
with my nearly normally working mouth.
John then spoke again, saying, "You'll soon stop protesting, at least
externally." He then pulled down a screen on a long arm like a dentist's
light and positioned it in front of my face. He put large enclosed
headphones over my ears and suddenly there was absolutely no sound, all
I could hear was my protests and threats carried by bone conduction. I
felt him inject something into my upper arm but had no idea what.
The screen came to life and, unable to close my eyes, I was forced to
watch a series of pulsing shapes as they danced on the screen. I thought
there were words in there but I couldn't quite make them out. Then the
earphones started playing a weird series of tones. After a few minutes I
felt myself weaken significantly and soon I was back in the same state I
had been in after I touched his phone. Then all my muscles relaxed and I
could feel drool running down my chin from my mouth which hung wide
open. I was in a state of complete terror but outside there was no sign
of this. It went on for a long time......
The screen blanked and the sound stopped and John removed the headphones
and cage from my now aching eyes. I blinked a lot and felt them moisten
again but I couldn't do anything else. I had no control at all. "As I'm
sure you've realised dear boy, this is the same thing that my phone did
to you but this is permanent unless I reverse it. The phone can only do
it temporarily. The drug I injected you with is one of my own creations
and makes you incredibly susceptible to the hypnotic programming. Unlike
ordinary hypnosis, your mind cannot override or ignore it and you have
absolutely no choice, no free will, no ability to control yourself. Your
mind is essentially disconnected from your body."
I was absolutely horrified as he spoke and my eyes must have shown some
of the terror I felt as he looked down at me with an amused smile. "The
drug works for about 30 hours and you will remain here for that time and
you WILL watch the screen and listen to the tones. It will implant my
commands and my authority over you. It will make you utterly obedient to
me and completely subservient. You will be my newest toy and I look
forward to playing with you." He then lowered the screen again and put
on the headphones. He undid all the restraints, safe in the knowledge
that I couldn't move left the room, turning all the lights off. I
watched the screen as I had been told. I tried to close my eyes but they
wouldn't respond, they just blinked automatically. I watched as the
messages became clearer.
OBEY MASTER JOHN
I AM HIS PROPERTY
HIS WORD IS FACT
HE OWNS ME
FOREVER HIS PROPERTY
BELIEVE HIM
OBEY HIM
COMPELLED TO OBEY
The words flashed on and on for hours on end, I couldn't do anything but
watch them and listen to those tones I had no way of knowing the time
but eventually the screen went blank and the headphones stopped and I
fell asleep.
I awoke to see Master lifting the screen away from my eyes. Then he
removed my headphones and the restraints. He looked at me in
satisfaction and told me to stand up and remove all my clothes. I was
scared inside but did as I was told, I couldn't stop myself! "I just
want to test my control over you" he said. "Stand on that tarpaulin in
the middle," he said pointing at a 6ft square tarp on the floor. I moved
and stood as told. "Empty your bladder," he commanded and to my complete
horror I immediately started peeing on the tarp with absolutely no way
of stopping as I soaked my feet in piss.
After I had emptied myself, I stood in the pool of piss feeling sick and
humiliated. He then ordered me to shower in the bathroom in the corner
and clean myself thoroughly then wrap up the tarp and put it a bin bag.
I did all this without any way of stopping myself and I was very scared
at what appeared to be his total control of my body.
He gave me a pink dressing gown to wear and led me upstairs into his
lounge. He ordered me to sit and said, "You cannot get up from this sofa
or talk above a normal conversational tone but otherwise you have
control of yourself again." I immediately started begging him to let me
go and saying I was sorry. He ignored me, lit a large cigar and watched
me cry and beg for a little while.
Eventually he tired of my pathetic begging and said, "Shut up." My mouth
closed instantly and I couldn't speak. "Have a cigarette and calm down,"
he said, passing a pack and lighter over to me. I didn't smoke but
couldn't stop myself opening the pack, removing one and putting it in my
mouth. He told me to suck it while holding the lighter to the tip and my
mouth filled with smoke. I blew it out but he told me to inhale and I
did. My body convulsed as I coughed out the smoke but I took another
puff because he hadn't told me to stop. Again I coughed and again I
inhaled. This happened until I had finished it and put it in the
ashtray. I felt weird and dizzy. You are a committed smoker, totally
addicted to nicotine and you smoke at least once an hour forevermore,
you will also find each cigarette turns you on as you smoke it. I knew
it was true and I couldn't do a damn thing about it.....
"It's time I explained what I'm going to do to you," he said as I sat on
the sofa in silence. "I have some interesting fetishes and I will be
making you live out each one until I find the perfect one for you. Then
I will make that your future." I was really frightened as he continued,
"I have a smoking fetish as you may have realised but I also love
crossdressers and shemales. You will be trying lots of new things."
"Your name is now Beth and you are a dedicated very feminine
transvestite who can't even imagine wearing male clothes or acting like
a man." As the instructions sank in, I felt like crying. I just wanted
to get out of there before he turned me into a total pervert. Master
then sent me to bed with instructions to fall asleep as soon as I was
there.
I woke the next morning with sun streaming through the window. After a
few minutes, the door opened and Master walked in followed by a smiling
middle-aged woman in a maid's outfit. "Good Morning," he said, "this is
Mary-Jane who is a wonderfully willing servant, nanny, nurse maid,
cleaner and indeed whatever I want her to be." He then ordered her to
give me a bed bath. As she approached, I realised she wasn't really a
female as there were signs of masculinity about her, especially when she
lifted me by the legs and undid the nappy, she was very strong which
gave it away totally. "As you may have realised, Mary-Jane was once a
man. You may have heard of Big Jim Deacon"? Of course I had, he had been
the biggest name in street crime until he vanished a year ago. The crime
rate had dropped by about 60% following his departure and he was still
wanted by police but nobody knew where he'd gone. Now I did, and I was
terrified that he could turn such a master criminal into a fucking
nurse!! She smiled throughout the process, even while washing my nether
regions.
Once the wash was complete, he had her spoon feed me some weird apple
flavoured paste which I was ordered to eat and enjoy, so I ate it and
enjoyed it along with some milk. He then sent Mary-Jane away and ordered
me to get up and follow him. We headed back downstairs to the cellar and
I was told to sit back in the chair and to watch, absorb and obey the
voices and messages and left to it again. This happened for many days,
I have no idea what the messages were but I found myself more eager by
the day to watch the screen and listen to the voices.
I eventually awoke back in the big comfy bed. After yawning and
stretching, I got up and went for my morning pee and shower. Once dry I
put on my dressing gown and sat at my make up table. I lit a cigarette
(I kept coughing which was weird, I started smoking 8 years ago) and
started applying my foundation but it took me many attempts as I didn't
seem to be very good at it. I really wanted to be good so I tried again
and again and again. The ashtray was quite full before I was happy with
my look and I got up, went to the wardrobe and dressed in my bra,
panties, stockings, suspenders, short black skirt, white lacy top and
heels. I loved this top as it showed off my big tits (silicone forms
glued on but I didn't know that). I tied my hair back in a pony tail and
set off downstairs. I was struggling to walk in my heels which was
weird, as a girl I had worn them for years.
When I got downstairs, Mary-Jane escorted me to the dining room where I
found Master waiting for me. "Good Morning my dear" he said as I
smoothed my skirt under me and sat down. "Good Morning Sir," I said as I
lit a cigarette and gazed admiringly at my handsome master. He had an
amused smile on his face as he asked me if everything was ok, of course
it was, I was so happy being here with master enjoying my life! We ate a
nice breakfast and then he escorted me to the lounge where we sat down.
"It's time for some tests," said Master and he lit a big cigar and
leaned back in his large leather chair. "You are getting more and more
turned on with every second that passes," he said as he looked at me
with lust filled eyes. "You cannot stop yourself being more and more
desperately horny, uncontrollably desperate for relief but you will find
you cannot touch your genitals, rub them on anything or leave your
seat."
As he spoke, I could feel the heat inside me building. I was getting
amazingly turned on! I have never been so achingly horny or so desperate
for relief. Initially I really enjoyed the feeling but soon I was
craving relief, tears were running down my face as my hands went
everywhere but where I wanted them to go. I felt I was going to burst as
I wiggled my bum on the seat and shuffled around trying to get some
relief.
"I'm going to cure you now Beth in the only way possible. You will know
deep inside that this is the only cure when you feel this way, which
will happen several times a day." So saying, he ordered me to stand up
and bend over. My skirt rode above my bum showing off my panties which
he slid down my legs. He squirted something cold and sticky onto my bum
and poked it inside me with a finger. "You love the sensation of things
inside your hole and never want it to end. You adore being fucked and
you crave cock as much as you crave cigarettes. Every time you smoke you
will become more and more horny and it will multiply with every
cigarette. You will need curing after several smokes and will seek out
someone to help you. You will not realise what is making you horny but
will just know you need curing."
I felt his words become facts in my head and was wishing with all my
heart that he would get on and fuck me. After he slid a second finger in
and stretched my hole, I felt him withdraw and heard the squirting noise
again, this was followed by his hard cock sliding deep into my yearning
hole. As he pushed deeper inside me, I felt a profound sense of relief
and satisfaction. This was exactly what I needed to cure my problem and
Master provided it. I heard myself begging him to fuck me harder and
faster and deeper. He obliged and pounded his cock hard into me, oh god
yes this was amazing, this was heaven. He eventually came deep inside me
and suddenly I was cured. Just like that I felt satisfied. He gave me a
towel and thanked me and I wiped myself and sat down, I needed a smoke.
As I smoked, I felt myself becoming a little horny again but it was fine
and I could cope with it. My cock was half hard in my panties and I felt
a little warm. Once I'd finished it, Master sent me to help Mary-Jane in
the kitchen.
After a few hours helping her clean and cook, I had smoked several
cigarettes and was now really horny again. I needed curing. I asked
Mary-Jane to be excused and ran back upstairs to the lounge but nobody
was there. I ran from room to room looking but I couldn't find anyone. I
made my way back to the kitchen and asked Mary-Jane what I could do.
Thankfully she told me that Master had given her approval to cure me and
she bent me over the kitchen island before pulling her massive cock out
from under her maid's outfit and fucking me back to sanity. She then
opened a kitchen drawer and pulled out a large butt plug. This she lubed
and slid into my well stretched hole. I felt it pulled into position as
my hole shut around the base and I felt relief.
We got back to housework and I loved the feeling of the plug stretching
and filling me. Eventually Master arrived home again with a rather
stunned looking man and he ordered me to join him in the cellar.
When I got there, the man was strapped down and staring at the screen
much as I had done. "Beth, this is Danny and he's a pimp I wanted to
talk to. When he has finished his programming, you will become his
property." My face fell as the thought of being without Master filled me
with sorrow. "Don't worry, when I transfer you then you will forget me
and what I have done to you, although my orders will stay in your mind
forever." He then told me to forget that information for now and to sit
in another chair on one side of the room with my plug removed and my
panties round my ankles.
It was unusual as it had a hole in the seat with something red sticking
slightly up from it. "Line your hole up with the dildo Beth," he said,
and I wiggled until it pushed against my hole. "Now, here you will stay
until Danny wakes up, unable to leave this seat at all. You will smoke
as usual and enjoy the sensations that happen to you. The longer you
spend on the chair, the more you will become a bimbo. You will lose much
of your intelligence and your reasoning abilities as they are literally
fucked out of you. Maths and language skills will be reduced to that of
a 7 year old and you will find thinking really tough like you have a
head full of pink cotton wool."
Inside I was feeling sad but then the dildo began slowly sliding into me
and back out. It felt good and I lit a cigarette and enjoyed the ride as
it sped up little by little and slowly went deeper. Soon I was gasping
and panting as it pounded away at my hole, the sensations getting better
and better and I was in complete heaven. I needed this so much.
About 40 minutes later according to the clock on the opposite wall, I
felt an orgasm building and my cock exploded, spraying hot cum over my
legs and the floor. I was so happy but the dildo didn't stop, it just
kept pounding away at my hole which was starting to ache slightly. It
just went on and on as I started to moan again. Around an hour later
after 2 more smokes I was really horny and came again but again it kept
pounding me.
Many hours later I was having dry and painful orgasms and crying as the
machine kept up its punishing routine. My cock and hole both ached a lot
and I yearned for relief. Finally Master returned and switch off the
chair, ordering me to go and use the bathroom and shower too. I hobbled
away aching and trying to hold my bum shut in case of accidents.
I was allowed the rest of the evening in the lounge relaxing with some
wine in front of the TV. I sat with my legs tucked under me to keep my
still aching bum comfortable. I then went to bed at 11 as I had been
ordered to do.
I woke up the next morning and found a note from Master telling me to
dress and report to the dining room. I did so and found another note
telling me to complete the attached exam in order to earn my breakfast.
I lit a smoke and settled down to it. As I read through the questions, I
found my brain was really struggling to even comprehend the meaning of
them, I couldn't work out a lot although I managed to answer 5x2, the
next one was 78/6 and although I tried, I couldn't work out what the
answer was. My head felt mushy and I couldn't make the numbers work.
An hour later I finished the paper as well as I could and Mary-Jane
bought in breakfast and took the paper away. I ate and lit a cigarette
afterwards. Master came to join me holding my exam paper. "15% Beth," he
said with a satisfied smile, just as I expected. I felt sad but then he
told me that was a perfect score for a girl like me and I felt much
better. If Master was happy then so was I.
I spent the day dusting and hoovering the house and the evening in the
lounge again. This was a decent life, the opportunity to serve Master
and some time to relax again with my lovely wine and cigarettes. I could
only really enjoy shallow and silly TV programmes because most others
didn't make sense to me and I lost track of plots.
There were several more days like that and I had settled into a happy
pattern of being girly and being fucked. But one day after breakfast I
was led to a car and sat in the back with Master. As the car pulled off,
Master turned to me and said, "More than anything in your life, you
crave real breasts. E cups are what you want so badly and if anyone
asks, you will tell them you have wanted and needed them since you
turned 13." "You will do anything needed to convince them this is true."
"Yes Master," I said and we settled down for the journey, me with a
mouthful of his cock and him watching the news on the TV.
We pulled up outside a plain looking grey building and Master pressed a
doorbell. When the door opened, he simply said, "John, 9.30am," and we
were invited in. I was taken on my own to an office and a man in a white
coat asked me what I wanted. "I want real boobs, I need them so much.
I'm not happy with my fakes and I desperately crave the E cups I need."
The man asked if I was sure and I felt tears start to form as I begged
him for the tits I needed so badly. How could I be the perfect girl
without them?? He told me to relax and that it was obvious I was sure,
crossed the room and took a needle from a small fridge. "Lie down on
that stretcher" he said, pointing across the room. I did and he warned
me I'd feel a sharp scratch and then injected me with the needle and
asked me to count down from 10. "10,9 erm...8? 7......." Everything went
black......
I woke up in a bit of a daze with a heavy weight on my chest and a dull
sort of ache there. I looked and saw large plastic shapes with pink
stuff inside and it took me a while to realise they were my tits. This
bought a smile to my face and I laid back down and dropped off into a
more natural sleep safe in the knowledge that I had what I so badly
wanted.
I spent several days in the clinic and then another couple of weeks
getting better back at Masters house. Apart from my regular fucking and
my constantly present plug, I didn't have to do anything. Mary-Jane
cleaned and served food and was really nice to me. I really enjoyed my
easy life sitting in front of the TV with wine and cigs.
After the first week, Danny joined me on the sofa and we watched trashy
TV together. Master took me aside the first night Danny was there and
told me that the longer we spent together, the more I would fall in love
with Danny and the more I would obey him. Within 2 weeks I would be 100%
Danny's property and really happy about it and desperate to follow his
orders.
It was night 3 when Danny put a tentative arm around my shoulder and I
settled into a cuddle with him. He made me feel safe and happy. When
bedtime came, we kissed and went to our rooms. By the end of that week,
we were kissing passionately and I felt myself falling for him, I wanted
him so much.
At the end of week 2, Danny was fucking me every couple of hours and we
spent all our time together. I couldn't get enough of him. It was then
that Master John took Danny away and left me frozen on the sofa. Danny
came back 3 hours later and ordered me to get up. We walked to my room
and Danny said, "Pack your bags Beth, we're heading out." I opened my
wardrobe and picked all my best clothes and make up and my cigarettes of
course. When he came back I was ready and we both walked downstairs to
say goodbye to Master John.
"When you leave this house, you will both forget about me and where I
live. Beth you will forget your past entirely and know only that you
love Danny and will do anything for him. Danny, you will go back to your
past and start with Beth, following the orders I gave you."
We both said, "Yes Master," and left the house, getting into a waiting
taxi.
We pulled up at an old and battered house in a back street and got out
of the taxi. Danny unlocked the door and we went in. The house looked
messy and I was told to clean it up. I set to work eager to please him
and did the best I could to make the place shine but it was full of very
old fittings and took a lot of cleaning.
When I was done, Danny invited me to sit with him and have a smoke. I
lit a cigarette and he had a small cigar. The telly was playing trashy
shows and we settled into a cuddle. Then Danny lit a joint and offered
it to me. I'd never done drugs and refused but he told me how much I
wanted it and I suddenly realised he was right. I took it and toked a
few times, soon feeling a little high and weirded out by the new
sensation. Danny told me I enjoyed doing it every day and he was
right.... I did!
It was a week later when Danny put a mirror on the coffee table and
lined up some powder. He told me to sniff it with the rolled up tenner
and I did. It felt amazing! He then told me I wanted more and better
highs. He was right and I began to crave more...... I didn't quite feel
satisfied. I begged him for something better and it was then the needle
came out. Belting my arm, he injected it into the popped-up vein and I
was suddenly in heaven. I felt so amazing and after he released the belt
he fucked me senseless while I begged for more.
This happened for several days and then one night he said, "This is the
last one Babe, I can't afford any more." As I stared desperately at the
needle I asked how we could get more and he said we needed to earn it
somehow. "I'll do anything Honey, anything I can do," I said. Danny
grinned and gave me the shot and he said, "I know you will Babe, I know
you will."
3 MONTHS LATER
It's a dark a rainy night and I shivered as I stood under the bridge
arch. I lit a cig to keep me warm and did my best to look sexy for the
cars driving past. Eventually one stopped and he asked, "How much?"
"30 for a BJ, 70 gets my ass." I smiled as he parked and led me behind
the scrapyard office. He put some notes into my hand and after I wrapped
him up he fucked me hard and left me panting against the office wall.
While I cleaned myself up, Danny came and took the money from me. "Well
done Babe, only a few more to go and you can have another shot." That
stuff must have been expensive because I was serving 6 or 7 men a
night..... Not that I have a clue how much it costs, I can barely work
out what ?70 is. I don't need to though, my boyfriend looks after me and
gives me what I want and need. He says a few more years and we can rent
a better place. I hope so but I am happy just being his girlfriend and
serving him, it's just what I always wanted.
End
Kaylin
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