Mike had worked for the Organization for five years now, and finally, he would be the senior trainer at the New York facility. If he succeeded at this position he would make Master trainer in three years and at thirty he would be the youngest Master in The Organization's history. The International Slave Master's Organization had been training male slaves for almost ten years now and had quickly come to be a large part of the S&M community. They published a monthly magazine called Hypno Master and they had published The Hypno Master's Manual, of course, as far as the government was concerned this was all just fantasy, but Mike knew better.
Mike left the conference room and headed towards the cells, this would be his first training without supervision. The slave's name was John but soon he would only respond to the name slave or his number.
John was 22 with black hair and blue eyes. He resisted strongly when he was abducted so he was now drugged, not to the point of being unconscious but would not resist. AsMike walked the row of cells he wondered how anyone could really live in these. The cells were 3 feet wide by nine feet deep, each had a cot and something that might qualify as a toilet. He approached John's cage he took a good look at him.
John had to admit he was really hot, he would have a lot of fun with this one, especially after he was processed.
"Hello, there 5834."
"Hello"
"Say SIR when you are addressing me, slave."
5834 just sat there and said nothing. Mike took the boy out of his cage and down to the slave showers.
After three enemas Mike washed the outside of the slave and shaved off all of his body and facial hair.
He then put on rubber gloves and applied a creme that would kill the hair on the slave's body so that it would never grow again.
After rinsing the boy off, He looked at his work. The slave was now hairless as he should be. He had a hot body, but soon he would become really muscular.
5834 was next brought to the tattoo room. Because manyMasters did not like the way tattoos looked on a slaves body. The slaves were tattooed on the bottom of their right foot. theslave's tattoo read "NsMO, If found please call, 1-800-555-NsMO,sb5834". This was to ensure that if the slave was lost theorganization would be able to locate him.
The next room that 5834 was brought to was the mostimportant. He would spend many hours here until he was ready togo up for auction. The room had a reclining, adjustable chairin the center and a device that hung from the ceiling. Thedevice, called a Processor had what looked like goggles andearphones.
In one corner of the room there was a small desk with a computer console. Mike put 5834 into the chair and locked thesteel restraints. 5834 had not yet been processed and thereforewas considered a flight risk. Mike knew that the drugs werestill in his system and would interfere with his processing. Mike left the slave locked in the chair and went to go getsomething to eat.
When Mike returned he could see that 5834 was awake and trying to escape. "Don't try so hard 5834, you'll soon enjoythose restraints."
"My name is John."
"Not anymore slave, just try to relax it will go much easier."
Mike went over to the computer and typed something. TheProcessor lit up and positioned itself in place covering 5834'seyes and ears. Mike inspected the processor to make sure it wasfit securely. He typed something else on the computer, and beganthe process.Suddenly 5834 was looking at a strange light pattern, and avoice began. "Hello there slave, you are about to experiencethe most amazing feeling in your entire life, you are going tofeel more relaxed than you have ever been." 5834 thought thevoice was very soothing, He wanted to relax, that was all hecould think about.
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