“Yes Mistress.” “Good, let me tell you how it works when you keep disappointing the Higher ups after your induction is complete. First you get punished, after you keep getting punished you get reprogrammed again. Then if you keep getting reprogrammed you start to be more than your worth to the club, time and money wasted on you is tie and money we could be getting from you if you hit the final stage. You get the rare honour of being turned into a Fuckpig.” She smiled happily as she said the word. “Fuckpigs aren't even on the totem pole, thats how much lower than the new girl they are. They are mindless human fleshlights that only know how to suck cock and squeal and grunt as they hot cum, just a set of holes for any and all to use as they want. You may think that sounds appealing considering your… proclivities. But mark my words, its not something that you would choose, well you might. Understand everything so far?” “Yes Mistress. I mean I think so.” “Well, we’ll have plenty of time together to make sure you do. Lets have a little test and see shall we?” The sheet was pulled back to reveal a large silver chair, with black leather straps and padding but with no arms on it, instead it stirrups on the sides, just as I thought, and it had multiple wires and a black plastic headband along with a clear mask of some kind. “Alright Riley, take a seat with your hands behind your back in those holes there.” I slowly approached the chair of doom and sat down, the leather was cold on my bare skin. I placed my hands behind me into the holes as I was told and Doctor Smith began to put a leather restraint around my stomach, she pulled tightly on the desi straps and my arms were snugly held in place behind me. “Can you move.” I wriggled, testing the give before shaking my head. “No mistress.” “Good, lift up your legs now.” With a few taps of her tablet the stirrups closed in and lifted up for me to place my legs into, and one after the other Doctor Smith strapped me in to them, above my knees and sexy round my ankles. “What about your legs? can you move them?” Again I shook my head, as I did she tapped the tablet again and with a beep and a mechanical whirring my legs were spread wide. “Good girl, very good. So, do you like your new body Riley? its truly some of my best work, the fruit of years of trial and error.” teen “Yes mistress, I do, I really like my new body.” “Ona says you like it a little too much…” “I…I’m” “A slut… I know my sweet, your kind always are.” She said as she wrapped a final strap around my throat and pulled it tight. “Thats what this is indian for though, if there’s a problem I fix it, if you need an adjustment I make it. Some people might call it… brainwashing. But I think that’s a sad way of explaining it, its so much more artistic than simply making you do something you don’t want to.” The headband was fitted carefully, my heart was racing. Steve increased his hot tempo. Joining. Chapter 5 But then he bowed. Shit started young for me. She assumed they simply discussed it while she dozed, maybe indian they had started talking about fucking her and egged each other on to the point they had to act. Eight buildings, all coed, each with four floors, and 20 apartments per floor with a resident per floor. “I came hard for the last time during that set as I stared perversely at my father. Kind of giddish if you know what I mean. You’ll keep that on the downlow though, right?” His 10 sexy inch cock slams deeper and harder into Dora’s wet pussy. “I'm not fucking asking you desi prick,” she said, still trying to get away. Yeah, it had been more than good. I was sure most of the military would breathe a sigh teen of relief when he was declared dead, I knew, I would. Hermione grabbed her quill and continued on with her test.