by W. L. Dowd
Ashley continued to nod her head softly, even though she knew the activation of the nanites would result in great torment for her.
“Good choice little one. I’m not sure you could maintain your balance atop those heels for very long at a higher level. I guess you’re smarter than I give you credit for. So, you want me to activate the nanites at level seven?”
With her beautiful blue eyes pleading for compassion, she nodded her head in approval once again.
“Very well, and I hope you learn something from this,” exclaimed Heather, as she pushed the button on the PDA controller.
Within seconds, the nanites that infested her blood roared to life. Heather had been using these microscopic invaders as a tool of punishment and training for months, so Ashley knew how effective and relentless they could be. She knew there would be no relief from the invisible robotic invaders as they brought her helpless body to life with overwhelming sexual desire and pleasure. She didn’t understand exactly how they worked, but she knew how well they worked. Her body was now starting to sizzle with sexual energy. Set at seven, with max being ten, she knew she’d be unable to control herself in front of the waiting soldiers. Helpless against the sexual energy that was rapidly building deep in her body, she dreaded moving forward, but she also knew she had no other choice in that matter.
Tugging on the leash, Heather had Ashley moving forward once again. Now hobbled and under attack from within, the last fifty yards to the mission briefing room were more torturous than ever. With the sexual energy now surging through her body like uncontrolled electricity, she knew her condition would make quite the show while she struggled to control her sexual energy in front of the already horny soldiers.
Chapter 3 – More Abductions Unfold
Waiting patiently inside the mission briefing room, the men of Slaver Team #1 were chatting amongst themselves. They had little information about their next mission, but they knew it would be exciting. All their specialized missions under the Talistaun’s command had been enjoyable, and they all had great respect for the new General. Not only was Heather very attractive, but she was very intelligent and had a sound command presence.
Suddenly the door flew open and in came the General, followed closely by Ashley. The General was always a welcome sight for the men. Even with their great respect for the commander, the 6’ tall green eyed beauty was still something special to see. Her long thick jet back hair and incredible figure was stunning and alluring. Several of the men secretly fantasied that she would someday be the object of one their missions.
Walking to the front of the high-tech room, Heather positioned Ashley in her normal spot to the left of the huge monitor that was the size of a small movie theater screen. Unclipping the leash from Ashley’s collar, Heather walked to the command podium and plunked it down with a thug.
“Gentlemen, I believe you all know Ashley. I know several of you know her rather well.”
Struggling to maintain her focus and balance, Ashley glanced at the group of gawking men and recognized several of them immediately. It was Slaver Team 1, the same team that captured her, her family, and several of her neighbors. They were the best of the highly trained teams that roamed the country and acquired high values targets such as her family.
Seeing the team again brought back memories of that awful day. Vivid memories of being stripped, bound, and tortured into submission began to flood her thoughts. The terrible sights and sounds of standing alongside her husband and mother during that fateful encounter in her family’s garage were starting to flash through her head.
But as bad as those memories were, they were not able to effectively distract her from the insidious effects of the nanites currently at work. The rings in her swollen nipples now felt like they were inserted only minutes ago as the nerve endings in her pleasure buds were teaming with life. And her clit was swollen to three times its normal size as her sexual juices were starting to drool to floor, and all the men saw it.
“She looks even better than the day we grabbed her, General. I hope she’s been good to you?” said one of the men.
“Yes, I do agree, she’s an incredible young woman who has served me very well indeed.”
Several of the soldiers chuckled out loud, before Heather abruptly began her briefing.
“Gentlemen, we have highly reliable intelligence regarding your mission target, or should I say targets. You men are the best, and these targets are considered of the highest importance to the Talistaun.”
Taking a clicker device from the surface of the podium, she pointed toward the huge flat panel monitor and pressed a button.
The large monitor flashed to life with the picture of a woman they all recognized. Sporting a big sexy smile with bright white teeth, her seductive brown eyes were peering through a pair of rectangular shaped glass. And with her wavy shoulder length brown hair and sexy high cheek bones, she was unmistakable.
“I’m sure you all recognize Sara Palan, a former head of state and current leader of a well organized resistance group that the Talistaun consider very dangerous.”
Pushing another button, her name and description appeared below her picture. ‘Sara Palan, 42, 5’5”, 115 lbs., brown hair, light brown eyes.’
“Sara is the leader of a resistance group that we’ve been assigned with dismantling. As I’m sure you’re all aware, she’s a dynamic leader and has created a loyal following.”
Pushing the button again, another picture appeared on the monitor next to Sara’s.
“And here’s target number two. This is Brianna, Sara’s daughter-in-law, and her #2. She knows everything Sara knows, and is more than capable of taking over their operation in Sara’s absence. We need both of them if we’re going to destroy their movement.”
It was a surprisingly sexy picture of the young woman on the monitor. They wondered where the picture came from as they enjoyed the view. I was a professional model quality picture that showed off her straight, yet vibrant, shoulder blade length hair and large hazel eyes. Her seductive eyes and smile were the perfect compliments to her youthful facial features and smooth flawless skin.
Clicking the controller’s button again, her stats appeared beneath the picture too. ‘Brianna Palan, 22, 5’6”, 120 lbs., blonde hair, hazel eyes.’
Allowing the men enough time to take in all the details of Brianna’s photo, she then pressed the button once again. Displayed alongside the other two was now another young lady that no one recognized her, but they knew the General would soon give them the scoop.
“Here is target number three. This is Maria. She is Sara and Brianna’s primary messenger and confidant. It’s believed that she could have valuable information about safe houses and other key figures across the country. And don’t be fooled by her youthful looks. She may look 15, but that’s not the case. She skillfully uses her girlish looks and innocent charm to stay under the radar. She’ll often wears her hair in braided pig tails on each side of her head. This further bolsters her adolescent appearance. To verify her identify, you’ll find the tattoo of a wild red rose, encircled with the words ‘Freedom Forever’ on her right shoulder blade.”
Maria’s pretty oval shaped face and silky adolescent skin certainly made her look very young. A natural looking sandy blonde, her Bob cut hairstyle framed her face like an artist’s prized painting. Beneath her photo soon appeared, ‘Maria Knolls, 19, 5’0”, 95 lbs., sandy blonde hair, steel gray eyes.’
“Downloaded onto your GPS locators is the exact location where these three can be found. It’s believed to be an active safe house in the Great Smokie Mountains. It’s a well camouflaged bunker, nestled deep in a remote valley. The trees along the steep hillsides hide the dwelling from aircraft exceptionally well, but that will also provide cover for your approach. We expect the three targets to be at this location for another 48 hours. Our intelligence says they’re accompanied by a couple of lightly armed guards and small number of otherwise insignificant resistance supporters.”
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ointing to the monitor and clicking the button again, she continued.
“This is Tommy Palan, Sara’s husband. We don’t believe he’s currently with the women, but if by chance he is, he should be taken as well. He’s not thought to be an important member of the resistance. He tends to stay low-key and generally looks after their younger children while Sara and the others organize the resistance. However, if he can be acquired, he may prove useful in getting information out of Sara.”
Under Tommy’s picture listed, ‘Tommy Palan, 44, 5’11”, 190 lbs., short black hair, dark brown eyes.’
With the four pictures still displayed on the monitor, Heather put the clicker back on the podium and picked up what looked like a tiny dart. Holding it up for the team to see, she explained what it was.
“For this mission you’ll be using a new weapon. This isn’t your typical tranquilizer dart. This tiny dart is amazingly accurate to 100 yards. But what makes this new dart so ingenious is that it carries a potent paralytic neurotoxin that quickly paralyzes the target while not allowing them to lose consciousness. The real bonus here is while all voluntary muscles, except for the eyes, are 100% neutralized, there is absolutely no loss of sensation. The target will be able to see and feel everything, they just won’t be able to move a muscle or say a word. The effects of this new toxin will last for about 4 hours.”
It didn’t take any imagination to figure out how terrifying it would be, to be darted and captured like that. The team was already envisioning how much fun they could have with the evil darts. For the soldiers it was an exciting prospect, while for the targets it was an unimaginable nightmare about to unfold.
“General Ma’am,” said the Colonel. “Will we be delivering the targets to a preparation station, before delivery here?”
“Yes Colonel, the targets will receive full preparation before they’re delivered to Talistaun. Instructions for their preparations have already been sent to the facility. And if you haven’t guessed, the targets are destined for the interrogation chamber when they arrive here. We intend to use the information we’ll extract from them to capture the rest of their leaders and destroy their organization.”
“General, may I ask, what will be their fates after that?”
“That’s unknown at this time. It’s expected that Brianna and Maria will be reassigned to the sex-slave farm for training. As for Sara, it’s thought there may be a profitable market out there for her. She’s managed to draw the ire and distain of many influential folks around the globe.”
“Understood General. We will complete our mission as assigned, you can count on that.”
“I’m sure you will Colonel, you always do. Slaver Team 1 is the best of the best, that’s why you’ve been selected for this mission.”
Turning toward Ashley, who by now was barely able to stand as her body rippled with intense sexual pleasures being induced by the nanites, she smiled big and said, “After all, you acquired this fine creature for me!”
“Gentlemen, it’s time to move out!” barked out the Colonel.
“Yes Sir,” the men replied as they stood at attention and saluted the General.
“Oh, one last thing General, the men and I have a small gift for Ashley.”
Reaching into his pocket the Colonel retrieved a pair of 1” sized bells, and held them up for Heather to see.
“We thought these very special silver bells would look nice dangling from Ashley’s nipple rings.”
Jingling the bells slightly to demonstrate that they were genuine bells, the Colonel asked, “May I have the pleasure of hanging these from her rings Ma’am?”
Heather’s face lit up with excitement as she replied, “By all means Colonel, please do.”
Staring at the shiny bells in tormented disbelief, Ashley could only watch as the Colonel approached. With her frantic eyes focused on the dreadful bells, her body trembled when the Colonel began to lift and gently stroke the bottom of her large left breast with one hand, while he clipped a bell onto her heart shaped ring with the other. With the bell attached, he lowered the full weight of the bell to her ring as he released his hold on her tit.
The gentle pulling sensation on her nipple was instant and unmistakable. She couldn’t take her eyes off the bell until she felt him lifting her right breast and attaching the second bell to her other nipple. With both pieces now dangling from her plump and super sensitive nipples, the Colonel couldn’t help but reach out with his index fingers and give the bells a quick jingle.
The amazingly clear sound of the bells dinging aloud caused the men to chuckle out loud.
Next, the Colonel handed Heather a small device, like a garage door opener, with only a single button on it and said, “This control is what makes these bells so special. Here, push the button.”
Taking the box from the Colonel, she pushed the button. Immediately the bells began to ring on their own. And as the bells began to ring and vibrate, Ashley’s knees and ankles began to wobble as she struggled to maintain her balance.
Laughing out loud, he said, “There’s a tiny little motor type device that actives the clappers. It’s really quite ingenuous and a lot of fun to play with. When you deactivate the bells, the clappers swing feely on their own. I’m sure you’ll have lots of fun with these!”
“Oh my god, these are great. Thank you so much to you and your men.”
“You are very welcome Ma’am.”
Running her finger up and under Ashley’s chin, Heather said, “Ash honey, aren’t these bells extraordinary?”
Just barely able to catch her breath through her flaring nostrils, Ashley gently nodded her head in approval. She knew that was the only acceptable response. She wasn’t sure how much longer she’d be able to stay standing. The sensations that torn through her nipples and ran directly to her clit was beyond explanation. Her body was helpless against the bells and the relentless nanites. She wasn’t sure that ‘excruciating’ and ‘sexual pleasure’ were words that were ever meant to go together, but that was the only way she could explain her current predicament.
“Gentlemen, fell free to grab a feel as you depart. As you can see, her feminine nectar is running down her inner thighs and you men certainly deserve a sample.”
Ashley immediately began to moan and groan at the thought of the men running their fingers through her slit. She knew they’d find her swollen clit and she wasn’t sure she’d be able to take it.”
“But first, let me help hold her up. It doesn’t look like she’ll be able to maintain her balance much longer.”
Circling behind Ashley, she nestled up tightly behind her and wrapped her arms around her mid-section.
Ashley immediately moaned a sigh of relief and appreciation as she rested back against her Mistress’s body. But before she could get too comfortable, the first exiting soldier found her dripping wet cunt and worked two fingers inside. Spreading her labia he quickly slipped a finger inside her before pulling it out and rubbing across her hard clit, just as she knew he would.
As humiliating as it all was for her, she couldn’t help but spread her knees a bit wider and welcome their probing fingers to her supersensitive womanhood. Shaved smooth and oozing with sexual juices, no one missed their target.
But it was the last man out who took a little extra time with her. With her bells still ringing aloud and her silky inner thighs wet past her knees, Ashley was caught off guard when the Colonel slipped his fingers between her legs and grabbed her extended clit between his forefinger and thumb. With her pleasure button firmly in his grip, he began to pinch and roll it back and forth.
The sudden pressure on her clit felt like an electric shock. She tried to spread her legs wider but the hobble chain didn’t give her much room. When the short hobble chain abruptly pulled tight, her knees separated even wider as she tried to compensate. Inhaling sharply through her flared nostrils, her head fell back on her Mistress’s shoulder as she endured the assault on her engorged clit.
Moaning deeply from behind the large
black ball gag that filled her mouth, Ashley’s legs soon began to quiver and fail. But Heather was there to hold her up and she was forced to endure her torment. Her body desperately wanted to climax but the nanites would not allow it. Unable to exhale, she was getting light headed. With every muscle in her body contracting tighter and tighter, her body was frantically trying to explode in an orgasm, an orgasm that she would be denied.
Sensing her state of near unconsciousness, the Colonel finally released his grip, allowing the suffering young woman to uncoil and breathe once again.
“Thank you for the feel General. We’ll be on our way now. I expect to have the targets in custody within 48 hours. Once they’ve been processed for delivery, we’ll have them back here to the compound post haste.”
“Good hunting Colonel!”
With the Colonel and his men gone, Heather allowed the ringing bells to torment Ashley’s body for a few more minutes before she mercifully deactivated them and pulled a stool over for Ashley to sit for a moment.
“I can see you enjoyed the bells and all the attention. It’s been a while since I’ve seen you this wet. If you’re good for the rest of the day I will allow you one orgasm tonight, after you’ve sucked my clit to climax. Is that OK with you my dear?”
Ashley meekly nodded her head up and down as her pleading blue eyes stared up at Heather. She was still recovering from her ordeal but she knew she would welcome any sexual relief she could get later on.
But before Ashley was rested enough to move on, the briefing room’s door burst open and in ran a soldier from the compound’s guard unit.
“General, Ma’am,” the soldier blurted out. “We’ve detained a young couple who were snooping around at the outer wall. They were acting very suspicious; we think they were looking for weaknesses in the territory’s wall system. Their digital camera has many photos of the wall in several locations, and the entrance gates while on operation.”
“Really! Where are they now?”
“They’re just about to arrive here at the compound. What shall we do with them?”