He led her to a large room which had eighth latina street been 8 gutted of its machinery eighth latina street long ago. Now all that street was in it was a couple of chairs and 8 a desk. He told her 8 to sit down in one of the chairs "Rachel. I 8 am now your new master. You will do as 8 I say 8. Do you 8latinastreet understand?" The man asked her. "Yes." she said. "Good." he said. He 8 opened one of the 8 drawers in the desk and took 8 out two 8 items: one was a strange looking box and the 8latinastreet other was a small case street. "Rachel 8. Tomorrow you 8latinastreet will bring these two 8 items to class. You will activate item #1 after the class 8 starts street and you latina will lock the door. Item #1 will place 8 the girls latina in your classroom into a 8 trance 8. Item #2 contains five hypodermic needles. Each containing a liquid 8latinastreet saturated with street nanomachines similar 8latinastreet to the ones I injected 8 into you." He said to her.
Rachel exited the 8 building and got back into her 8 car. She placed the 8 two items into her purse and headed for home. She thought of nothing but obeying her new 8 master...
Sure as he predicted About an hour later he saw five woman approaching the street abandoned factory. They all were about 17-18 years old and 8latinastreet he could tell from 8latinastreet the looks on their faces 8 that 8 Rachel had done eighth her job. He welcomed the five woman into the factory and led them to eighth latina street a room where they saw their teacher who was totally naked standing next to street a strange looking chair.
Rachel and the eighth latina street others were let out by two strange 8 women. Like Rachel and the five others The two women's eyes were 8 dead looking as well. When the man emerged from the van 8 the two women went over to greet him. "Master." they said "Hello Dawn and Dori, I have brought six young women 8latinastreet who are ready to get some work 8latinastreet done around here. By 8 the way Where is Marcy?" He asked one of the two women street. "She's in the dungeon waiting for punishment master." Said one of the women. "Good. Take these six and put them to work in the 8 kitchen." The man said. "Yes master." The two 8 women said in unison.
He picked 8latinastreet up 8latinastreet two needles. One contained that strange 8 blue liquid and the other contained a liquid 8 containing the nanomachines. "Say Bye Bye to your brain eighth latina street." he said with a laugh. "Master 8 I'm sorry." she street said "Please. I'm sorry.." she screamed "I am deaf 8 to 8 your 'I'm 8 sorry 8's'" He latina said as he injected the contents of the first needle into the 8 back of her head. After convulsing for a minute she went limp and he injected the nanomachines into the back of her head.
She opened the door and was greeted by Rachels dog Max. He was jumping up and down and 8 wagging his tail. "Hello Max." she said to the 8 dog as she bent down to pet him. He was panting and his tongue was 8 sticking 8 out 8. "You thirsty boy 8?" she asked the 8 dog. The dog started wagging his tail even faster. Molly Went into the kitchen to discover latina that the 8 dogs food and water dishes were totally empty. She went over to 8 the sink street and filled up his water dish.
She left the house with Max. She put him in 8 the car. She 8latinastreet took online one last 8 look at the eighth latina street house and 8 drove 8 off. She started thinking of anybody who held a grudge against Rachel, anyone who would eighth latina street want to see her dead. She could think of 8 no one 8 who wanted Rachel dead, she couldn't even think 8 of 8 anybody who really hated her. She had always gotten along with her coworkers and students. There were a eighth latina street few girls that 8 didn't like her that much, but they would never murder someone, would they?
She locked the back door and left the house. She was frustrated, she just 8latinastreet could 8 not believe that her best friend would just walk away from 8latinastreet her life 8, and she refused to believe she had been murdered. She got into her car and drove 8 off. She still 8 had no clue as to where Rachel had gone 8 off to.
She took a 8latinastreet look at latina the handwriting, it eighth latina street looked like an address. She realized that the handwriting 8 was Rachels 8 handwriting. It said "2207 Gray Ave." on it. Molly tried to remember where she had seen that address before..."Of course." she said 8 out loud. It was the abandoned factory near the high school street. "She must be there." Molly thought 8 to herself. She made a 8 quick latina breakfast 8 and quickly 8 gobbled it down. After she street finished her breakfast eighth she left the house online and got into her car and drove off.
Her car slogged through muddy puddles as she made her way to the old factory. She parked her car in the weed choked parking lot. She got out of her car and looked around for any sign of life. There were 8 no cars or footprints or any evidence that anyone had 8 been there in the past 15 years. She checked the address eighth on the paper again then looked at 8 the faded eighth latina street numbers on the front of the building "This is 2207 Gray Ave. So 8 where is she?" she asked eighth latina street herself. She walked up to the front door and found it to be 8 open. This mildly surprised her 8. She went into 8 the abandoned factory.
The man paused for street a 8 second. "Why? Well 8 First of 8 all: women ARE NOT street INNOCENT.. They are cold, evil, psychotic monsters. Second: I like latina doing what I do...It's kind of my calling in life... Third: Women are not people as far as I am concerned. They are a street lower breed than man. They act like they should be treated like fucking gods or something like that. Well I think that's 8 total bullshit. Women need that spirit 8latinastreet of theirs 8latinastreet broken. They were put on this earth to bear children 8latinastreet and serve men...They need to be re taught their purpose in life 8. And I find that a good whipping as well as nanotechnology does the trick quite well." he said 8 to her.
It online had been two weeks since Rachel and five eighth latina street students latina from her class had disappeared. A search had been underway for a week and 8 a 8latinastreet half, not online just to find 8latinastreet the six missing women but to locate a friend of Rachel's named Molly Simmons as latina well. The FBI was searching for another 8latinastreet woman as well. Her eighth latina street name was 8 Cindy Weaver latina. she had been missing for over a 8 month. There were no witnesses 8latinastreet and few 8 clues to where all these women were. One thing latina that 8latinastreet they eighth latina street all had in common was that 8 none of them had acted strange the 8latinastreet last time they had been seen 8. It was like they 8 had just vanished into thin 8 air eighth latina street.
He turned off the paved road and onto a dirt road. he followed that for a 8latinastreet mile or so then he came to three separate roads. He 8 took the first road 8latinastreet and followed 8latinastreet that for latina about 2 8 miles. He 8 then turned onto an 8latinastreet old trail that was so narrow he had to drive slow latina as not to hit any trees on either side of it. They soon approached an old rundown shack. he parked the car a few feet away from street it and got eighth latina street out. Angela followed him inside.
Inside it was all one room. The room looked dusty and old. There was a few pieces of furniture in the room including a large old bookshelf full of dusty old books. He pulled one out and the bookshelf slid back to reveal a large passageway. They walked down a long flight of stairs until they came to a 8 large online steel door. There was a keypad on the wall latina next to the door 8. Angela watched as he typed in a rather long 8 password. After he finished punching the pass code a small panel opened up 8 to street reveal a street fingerprint scanner. He eighth latina street placed his street thumb 8latinastreet on it and a beam of light 8latinastreet passed online over his latina thumb. The door online slowly opened and they went inside.
"Ok here we go. What's your name?" he asked her. The woman just lay there looking street at him with a "You 8latinastreet expect me 8 to talk 8?" look 8 on her face. He reached over to eighth latina street the box and pressed a 8latinastreet red button 8 on it. The eighth women let out a scream and started to shake. "What 8latinastreet is your name eighth latina street?" he asked her. "April Shannon 8latinastreet" she said to him "Why did you follow one of my moving vans 8latinastreet?" he asked her. "I wanted to see...where it was going eighth..." she said to him 8latinastreet. He could tell 8 she was still trying to resist. He pressed the button again 8 and she cried out again. "How 8latinastreet old are you?" he asked her. "19" she said to 8 him. "Did you let anybody know where you 8latinastreet were going 8latinastreet?" he 8latinastreet asked her. "No" she said to him. "Good. Now April, you will feel a pinprick in the back of 8latinastreet your neck but do not 8 be alarmed 8." he said withdrawing a needle from his coat.
"Yes master 8latinastreet." said the woman and the video screen flickered latina off eighth latina street. A woman latina entered 8latinastreet the computer room. "Master. We 8 have 8 five darts 8 ready for shipping." the latina woman said. "Good. Ship them street to agent one right 8 away and 8 prepare another five for shipping." said the man 8. "Yes master." said the woman. She turned online around and 8latinastreet left the room.
She left the room. He watched her leave. "I do not know why but I 8 never want to get rid of 8 you..." he thought to himself online as Angela's footsteps echoed down the hall latina. He looked around the room at the slaves who were working on making street new darts. Most of them looked 8 as pretty as the day he had captured them but a few were starting to get fine lines around their street eyes. He had a few slaves who eighth didn't take too well to the nanomachines that 8latinastreet he had injected into their 8latinastreet brains. These women either ended up retarded or insane, sometimes both. The man looked at a computer screen to 8latinastreet check on how the first 8 operation was going.
"Hi. My names Jodie. what's your name?" asked one woman. "...My names Jennifer." said another. "How long have you been living here?" asked Jodie. "Only 5 days 8latinastreet." said Jennifer. Jodie looked at her and noticed 8 something odd sticking out of street her purse. "Hey Jennifer. what's that?" Jodie asked her eighth. Jennifer pulled something that looked 8 like a toy gun 8latinastreet out of her 8latinastreet purse. She street pulled the trigger on it and Jodie felt a prick on her thigh. There was a strange 8 dart sticking out of her pants. "What the fuck is thissssss..."Jodie said. Jennifer watched as her eyes went unfocused. She eighth soon stood eighth latina street at attention like a soldier. "Master Will like you." Jennifer said as she eighth led her into her apartment. She made her 8 sit 8latinastreet down on the couch and told her to wait there. "Yes..." Jodie said. Jennifer left the apartment. "One down, four to go 8." She thought to herself 8.
She activated the video screen and her masters face flickered on. "Master. I have four woman 8latinastreet enslaved eighth but the fifth dart broke." she said. Her voice was shaking as she talked 8latinastreet. The man just eighth latina street looked at 8 her. She could not 8 tell weather he was angry or pleased. "Return to base. There is 8 a black van parked behind your apartment building." he said to her. The screen flickered online off. Jennifer packed up all the equipment and 8latinastreet took the four women downstairs and latina out the back door of the building 8. Sure enough 8latinastreet there 8 was a large 8 black 8latinastreet van waiting 8latinastreet for them. Jennifer went around to 8latinastreet the side of it and opened the sliding door. She led the four women into latina the van and closed the 8 door. She got in 8latinastreet the van and was surprised to find the keys in the ignition. she started the 8 van up and headed back to her masters place.
"Master. I heard about what happened with Jennifer. Is she 8 on her way here?" Angela asked him. "She should be eighth." he said to her "Master? what will you do to her?" she asked him. "It depends on how she eighth handled the situation. he said. to her.
He led her to a large room which had eighth latina street been 8 gutted of its machinery eighth latina street long ago. Now all that street was in it was a couple of chairs and 8 a desk. He told her 8 to sit down in one of the chairs "Rachel. I 8 am now your new master. You will do as 8 I say 8. Do you 8latinastreet understand?" The man asked her. "Yes." she said. "Good." he said. He 8 opened one of the 8 drawers in the desk and took 8 out two 8 items: one was a strange looking box and the 8latinastreet other was a small case street. "Rachel 8. Tomorrow you 8latinastreet will bring these two 8 items to class. You will activate item #1 after the class 8 starts street and you latina will lock the door. Item #1 will place 8 the girls latina in your classroom into a 8 trance 8. Item #2 contains five hypodermic needles. Each containing a liquid 8latinastreet saturated with street nanomachines similar 8latinastreet to the ones I injected 8 into you." He said to her.
Rachel exited the 8 building and got back into her 8 car. She placed the 8 two items into her purse and headed for home. She thought of nothing but obeying her new 8 master...
Rachel and the eighth latina street others were let out by two strange 8 women. Like Rachel and the five others The two women's eyes were 8 dead looking as well. When the man emerged from the van 8 the two women went over to greet him. "Master." they said "Hello Dawn and Dori, I have brought six young women 8latinastreet who are ready to get some work 8latinastreet done around here. By 8 the way Where is Marcy?" He asked one of the two women street. "She's in the dungeon waiting for punishment master." Said one of the women. "Good. Take these six and put them to work in the 8 kitchen." The man said. "Yes master." The two 8 women said in unison.
He picked 8latinastreet up 8latinastreet two needles. One contained that strange 8 blue liquid and the other contained a liquid 8 containing the nanomachines. "Say Bye Bye to your brain eighth latina street." he said with a laugh. "Master 8 I'm sorry." she street said "Please. I'm sorry.." she screamed "I am deaf 8 to 8 your 'I'm 8 sorry 8's'" He latina said as he injected the contents of the first needle into the 8 back of her head. After convulsing for a minute she went limp and he injected the nanomachines into the back of her head.
She opened the door and was greeted by Rachels dog Max. He was jumping up and down and 8 wagging his tail. "Hello Max." she said to the 8 dog as she bent down to pet him. He was panting and his tongue was 8 sticking 8 out 8. "You thirsty boy 8?" she asked the 8 dog. The dog started wagging his tail even faster. Molly Went into the kitchen to discover latina that the 8 dogs food and water dishes were totally empty. She went over to 8 the sink street and filled up his water dish.
She left the house with Max. She put him in 8 the car. She 8latinastreet took online one last 8 look at the eighth latina street house and 8 drove 8 off. She started thinking of anybody who held a grudge against Rachel, anyone who would eighth latina street want to see her dead. She could think of 8 no one 8 who wanted Rachel dead, she couldn't even think 8 of 8 anybody who really hated her. She had always gotten along with her coworkers and students. There were a eighth latina street few girls that 8 didn't like her that much, but they would never murder someone, would they?
She locked the back door and left the house. She was frustrated, she just 8latinastreet could 8 not believe that her best friend would just walk away from 8latinastreet her life 8, and she refused to believe she had been murdered. She got into her car and drove 8 off. She still 8 had no clue as to where Rachel had gone 8 off to.
She took a 8latinastreet look at latina the handwriting, it eighth latina street looked like an address. She realized that the handwriting 8 was Rachels 8 handwriting. It said "2207 Gray Ave." on it. Molly tried to remember where she had seen that address before..."Of course." she said 8 out loud. It was the abandoned factory near the high school street. "She must be there." Molly thought 8 to herself. She made a 8 quick latina breakfast 8 and quickly 8 gobbled it down. After she street finished her breakfast eighth she left the house online and got into her car and drove off.
Her car slogged through muddy puddles as she made her way to the old factory. She parked her car in the weed choked parking lot. She got out of her car and looked around for any sign of life. There were 8 no cars or footprints or any evidence that anyone had 8 been there in the past 15 years. She checked the address eighth on the paper again then looked at 8 the faded eighth latina street numbers on the front of the building "This is 2207 Gray Ave. So 8 where is she?" she asked eighth latina street herself. She walked up to the front door and found it to be 8 open. This mildly surprised her 8. She went into 8 the abandoned factory.
The man paused for street a 8 second. "Why? Well 8 First of 8 all: women ARE NOT street INNOCENT.. They are cold, evil, psychotic monsters. Second: I like latina doing what I do...It's kind of my calling in life... Third: Women are not people as far as I am concerned. They are a street lower breed than man. They act like they should be treated like fucking gods or something like that. Well I think that's 8 total bullshit. Women need that spirit 8latinastreet of theirs 8latinastreet broken. They were put on this earth to bear children 8latinastreet and serve men...They need to be re taught their purpose in life 8. And I find that a good whipping as well as nanotechnology does the trick quite well." he said 8 to her.
It online had been two weeks since Rachel and five eighth latina street students latina from her class had disappeared. A search had been underway for a week and 8 a 8latinastreet half, not online just to find 8latinastreet the six missing women but to locate a friend of Rachel's named Molly Simmons as latina well. The FBI was searching for another 8latinastreet woman as well. Her eighth latina street name was 8 Cindy Weaver latina. she had been missing for over a 8 month. There were no witnesses 8latinastreet and few 8 clues to where all these women were. One thing latina that 8latinastreet they eighth latina street all had in common was that 8 none of them had acted strange the 8latinastreet last time they had been seen 8. It was like they 8 had just vanished into thin 8 air eighth latina street.
He turned off the paved road and onto a dirt road. he followed that for a 8latinastreet mile or so then he came to three separate roads. He 8 took the first road 8latinastreet and followed 8latinastreet that for latina about 2 8 miles. He 8 then turned onto an 8latinastreet old trail that was so narrow he had to drive slow latina as not to hit any trees on either side of it. They soon approached an old rundown shack. he parked the car a few feet away from street it and got eighth latina street out. Angela followed him inside.
"Master. I heard about what happened with Jennifer. Is she 8 on her way here?" Angela asked him. "She should be eighth." he said to her "Master? what will you do to her?" she asked him. "It depends on how she eighth handled the situation. he said. to her.