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By Stigman38
The High Tech Trained Girl 1
This is an occasionally poor translation from another language than English.
So if You choose to read it you have to handle that fact.
I presume that you are not a minor and if so you must stop reading now to
not influence your good values and codex. It is for you own good.
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My brother Robert had proposed me for a place at the Company. I was in
between jobs so perhaps it could fit me as well. He knew my nature and
values and I knew his. We are all the same.
I had been at the Company for an interview and I was hired.
But before that they let me sign a covenant for my promise of secrecy.
The next day Robert took me to the Company and gave me round tour.
In the cellar of the big house were fifteen small cells and nearly each of
them was occupied by a captive young woman. They were really good locking
creatures all of them.
In every cell we passed by the girl inside rose to her feet and facing us
and stretched her naked body, put her hand behind her neck, showing of her
breasts and had her feet parted and her mouth invitingly open as if she was
preparing her self to give us a blow job. Many of the girls were already
standing in this pose when we came up to the bar door and looked inside.
Robert told me that the girls must stand in this position when the heard or
catch sight of a man. The posture was an "I'm waiting for Your command"
attitude.
All the girls were in different levels of their training and they were
placed in their cells in that order. The beginners in the cells with the
highest number and most far away from the entrance
and vice versa.
Number 15 was empty for the moment and was waiting for next newcomer. At the
same time # 1 was ready for her exam and was going to be transported to the
auction. Often the girls were spoken for month ahead and some of them were
already sold to a now owner. But still the have to go through the training
program.
Number 1 to 11 was so much trained that they could be used by the men for
their pleasure and orgasms. But if the men had special desires they better
use # 1 to # 6 instead. This girls were so much at their destination in
their training that they would be prepared for any kind of use of their
bodies and skills.
He stressed that all of the girls must before they came here been through
the manipulation to decrease their minds and ability to think methodically
and straight. After this operation they were very easy to handle and they
execute every order without of the ability to value it of their own. They
just do as they were told and were very happy and satisfy themselves with
it.
There was no way for them to have a thought of protest or to be stubborn in
any form.
They often were thinking of their tasks as a honorably work that must be
done and there were put in their minds a proud ness in doing a good job and
also a proud ness to be chosen for it. It was so easy for them to just do as
they were told and nothing more to it.
"So if you need a simply blow job you can choose any of the girls in cell No
1 to 12. The lower cell number the better performance is done."
"Do you mean that I could do it now, bro?"
"Yes, if You want to. Be my guest! By the way: The order word for it is
simply "SUCK!" perhaps if you want to use "KNEEL!" before it's OK."
I look at the girls in the cells and my eyes were capture of a dark beauty
in cell No 6.
Six for sex I thought for my self.
I didn't need more incitement from him so I open up the bar door and went in
to her.
She was standing in this "ready" position and turned her face and front to
me as I moved in.
"Yes Master!"
I looked directly at her mouth and saw that her tongue was put forward so I
could see deep in her throat. I could detect a smile at her face as if she
was happy that I came in to her cell or perhaps that I had chosen her before
the others.
"KNEEL!"
She knelt so quick that I couldn't perceive her movement just that she was
kneeling before me and still had her wide open mouth in front of my crutch
and still had her hands behind her neck.
"SUCK!"
As if her decreased mind waited for this instruction her hands open up my
zipper and took out my throbbing dick. She moved her head forwards and
started to suck me as I never had been sucked before. She had a technique
like a pro, not that I had used a pro, but I could imagine.
I look down at her face and could see that she looked as if she was happy to
do me. It took only a minute and a half for me to let it go and I sprayed it
into her receiving and still sucking mouth.
In contrary to my girlfriend she swallowed my cum directly and I needed not
to argue or try to persuade for her to do it. She just swallowed my cum and
then she started to clean my dick with her tongue and kissed at it as if
this was the most natural way in the world to handle a dick and its
disposal. And I wish for that it was.
If I understood my bro right I could now had my dick blown off when ever I
wanted it so I had no further use for my girlfriend from now on.
But before I broke up with her I must first be make sure of my access of
girlish flesh here and that everything was as my bro promises.
Further down and in the line of the cell corridor there was a big room.
In this room was one girl under training. Robert told me she was a beginner.
And we went in to watch.
Julia was a beautiful girl at her early twenties. My brother Robert told me
she was retarded to a 5 to 8 years old girl in her head, but her body
definitely pointed at twenty-four. Or should I say that her ability to think
properly had been decreased.
Correct me if I'm wrong but I thought that one usually could look at a
person to see if the were mentally retarded or so. But not in this case. She
had been brought backwards mentally by some mysterious technique.
Robert told me that she had been an ordinary girl from a high school just
some weeks before this transformation and just before she came to this High
Tech Company. The Company club had specialised on kidnapping young suitable
girls, turn them into super submissive slaves and then sale them to there
new owners not only in the States but all over the world. After that the
rest of the world had forgotten them, they had no relatives when they were
chosen.
One of the Masters estimated the selling amount to over one million US
dollars.
For that sum their new owners got a slave girl who was doing exactly what
she was told, had no values of her own and was not even able to refuse
anything at all.
She was one hundred percent loyal and faithful and had nothing else but her
Masters or Mistress will and welfare in her mind. She had also stamina out
over the ordinary.
The girls had been tested in their obedience by the instruction to whip
themselves as hard as their Master wanted and kept at it as long as he
wanted, he also steered were for her to strike.
Their stamina had been tested in giving hours and hours of mouth service and
six hours of constantly tongue service at a mans rectum.
This long term tongue service was not so popular among the Masters because
the man was often irritated and sometimes sore at the mucous membrane at his
anus after having a soft tongue working in and out for so many hours only
stopping for licking around the entrance and at his crack.
Back to Julia:
He didn't say why she now was retarded. And I didn't remember to ask. My
eyes and my mind were fully occupied by the naked girl.
She was 172 (5 feet 8 inch) blond, rather thin girl, with blue eyes; great
breasts and a nice bottom with distinct buttocks were You could see the
muscles. Yes, she was a real cock teaser. She was sitting at "easy sit"
on her butt with her legs up against her chest and with her arms wrapped
around them. She looked down at the floor.
She was completely naked except for an 5 cm (2 inch) collar in black leather
with some metal rings attached to it.
Bro told me that he had not been there from the beginning of her training
but had followed her after her ninth day.
But let's go back a week in time.
He proudly explains the training. The goal was to break the girl down,
mostly with pain,
using ultra high Technique with electrodes. In her first day at this place
a doctor had administer a general anaesthetic on her. He had several small
tubes not more than 9 mm wide and 20 mm long and he had implanted them
subcutaneous (just under the skin) in a fat area close to the nerve centres
beside her rectum, both sides of clitoris, both her inner thighs, in the
base of both her breasts, in the both side muscles of her neck. All the
tubes were remote guided by remote control and operating at a range of 6 to
11 meter (18 to 33 feet).
After this operation they had her under tranquillizer during the three days
for the cut to heal. They had also increased the healing process by some
kind of ultra sound or light.
This last procedure was for her to not know what the have done to her.
The technical thought was to stimulate those different parts of her body by
either positive stimulation of mild extreme high frequency of electric
chocks that of the body and brain translated as heavenly pleasure or give
her punish through strong electric shocks that cause her unbearable pain.
They could all be combined or work separately and were controlled by the
portable remote controller or at the control panel at a cart in the room.
She didn't know this but in a circle outside of the house they had dig down
a cable that started all the hidden electronic tubes under her skin and gave
so much pain that she would go unconscious even before she came close to it.
This was to prevent her and others from escape.
In her cell they had put up a paper for her to ponder over. It says that she
was prisoner to the Company, that she must obey every command she got. She
was warned that they could inflict unbelievably pain to her from a remote
control and that she should feel the pain from all over her body. It ensured
her that she was going to long for the whip lashes instead of this pain.
The text also predicted that she was going to obey what ever she was told to
do, not only that, she was going to beg the to let her obey them.
There was a frankly and straight presentation of her future. She was first
to be trained in strict obedience and trained to perform acts that assured
her future owner full sexual stimuli from her at their own choice. After she
had passed her exam with flying colours she was to put on auction and sold
to her new owner. He or she could do exactly what they wanted with her, and
also sell her to another owner or kill her.
In the senses that she was to be slave in all the rest of her life.
She had laughed when she read it. If she had known what was in store for
her, her laugh had gotten stuck in her throat.
My own reaction when I heard this was what gives one person the right to
think he is superior to another person and have the right to enslave her?
But some dark and hidden part in my mind gave them right as long as it was
women who were enslaved.
En man in black uniform and a whip hanging from his belt stepped into her
cell and told her that he was her Master and Trainer. She must obey him in
his every command if she knows what was best for her, he added.
She started to scream and shout at him and demanded to be set free.
He produced a remote control and pushed a button.
It give her painfully jolt after jolt of different intensity and duration.
She remember that the paper said that it was a unbearably pain and that was
no understatement.
She screamed loudly and thrown her self onto the floor and roll around in
the greatest pain she had ever know in her life. She had already decided
that she should resist any try to break her.
But this decision lasted only 5 to 10 seconds when she understood that this
pain she could not bear a second more. Anything but this! Anything.
She beg him to stop, she demanded him to stop it, but to no use.
After a short while she went inside herself in her pain and then he stopped
it. She was still sobbing and her face was wet by tears.
He walked away into a big room and told her to follow him. She did but
slowly.
He gave her short command.
"STAND UP"
She rose to her feet.
"NOT FAST ENOUGH"
Another jolt of long duration. She screamed her head off and in between her
screams she started to promise to be quicker. The total pain in whole her
body was so hair-raising and dreadful that there was nothing but this pain.
It totally occupied her brain and mind. One second more and she would surely
die. But she didn't.
"SIT"
She heard the voice and her brain told her to react quickly and she was
quicker this time.
"NOT FAST ENOUGH"
"STAND"
She rose rapidly to her feet. She had terrified horror in her eyes when she
saw him move his fingers to the button that causes her the pain.
"Please NO!"
But her plea was to no use.
Another jolt of shorter duration squashed her muscles and she could only
scream and at the same time but also shout loudly.
"I give in. I will obey! Please. I will obey! I will do what ever You say!"
"SIT"
Now she threw her body down to sit on the floor.
"NOT FAST ENOUGH"
Now the panic in her eyes has grown to absolute horror and she thought her
heart would stop.
Her eyes were fixed on his finger at the button.
She got jolt after jolt and beg of him to let her show how much quicker she
could be at it. Her tears falls as raindrops over her face, but he didn't
care. He had seen it before and he knew that as long as he stood firm he
could make her perform better and better from time to time.
"I promise to obey You! Please!", she said
"Who am I?"
"Master, You are my Master, My trainer, Sir!"
"Don't ever let me correct You on that point again, slave"
"Master, No Master. I will remember. Please forgive me Master, Sir!"
"STAND"
She had only ONE thought in her head: TO OBEY HIM and do it as fast as
possible.
Now she try to be even faster to stand exactly as he had told her.
"NOT FAST ENOUGH!"
"Please Sir, Master. I obey as fast as I can, Sir!"
The second after her body convulsed in spasm and chucked her body to the
floor again.
"Please Sir. Let me show You how quickly I could do it!"
"Can You do it quicker?"
"Yes Sir, I truly can, Sir. I do it, Master!"
"So You didn't give Your best before?"
If she had been at her common sense she had detected that he teased her but
now the only thought she could think of was how to please him to not punish
her with that horrible mystical device.
"No, Sir. I do my very best now Master, please!"
"SIT!"
Whole her body was in for this motion and she sat down on the floor so you
could hear the bang when her bone hit the floor.
The man with a whip in his hand corrected her and shown her how he wanted
her to sit at his command. She adjusted her body position after his demands
and soon she was sitting with her two feet on the floor, squatting with her
knees widely apart, with her both hands behind her neck and keeping her
balance. The sight of his black long whip was scaring for her but she was
scared to death of the pain he could bring her by the electric equipment and
she was ready to do what ever he wished for. This thought was the only in
her head. How to make him pleased with her.
To be continued.
