As she fastened her seat belt she felt someone grab her. She didn't 8th have time street to even cry out before he clasped a hand over her 8th mouth 8thstreetlatinas. She felt him sticking a latinas needle into the back of he head, soon she went limp and her struggling stopped 8th. "Drive" The person candid said to her street. The voice belonged to a candid street man, it sounded tough and commanding. Rachel did as she was told and started latinas the car up and backed 8th out of the parking space. "Where 8th are we 8th going?" Rachel asked in a monotone. "The nanomachines will latinas tell you." Said the man 8th as 8th she continued to drive.
Sure candid street enough Rachel started to get commands candid street on where to turn. She 8th had no idea where they were coming from but 8thstreetlatinas she 8thstreetlatinas obeyed them latinas. The man who was sitting 8th in the back of the car was paying close attention to where she was driving. He smiled as she made every turn that 8th the 8th nanomachines street told her to make. After about 10 minutes 8th they came to an abandoned factory. Rachel pulled 8th up to the front entrance and stopped the car. The 8thstreetlatinas man got 8th out of the 8th back and let Rachel out of the car. He then led her into the abandoned factory.
She parked her car across candid street the candid street street from her home and walked across the street access to her street house. She opened the front candid door and walked in. She 8thstreetlatinas closed the door street and locked it. The nanomachines were telling her street what to candid street do They 8th were giving her a plan for tomorrow. She went upstairs to her bedroom totally ignoring her dog latinas who was barking latinas and 8th yipping at her.
Now she had the task of selecting which candid five girls access to enslave. This was street left up candid street to her and not the nanomachines. She 8thstreetlatinas saw one girl sitting in access the front row of the classroom. She had short chestnut brown hair. It was Amy Hopkins, an 18 latinas year old who gave Rachel nothing but trouble ever since the beginning of the school year. She walked 8th up behind her 8th and withdrew 8th one candid of the hypodermic needles from the case. Rachel smiled as she inserted the needle into the base of Amy's 8th skull and injected the contents of the needle into the back of her head.
He approached the woman 8th "Why are you trying to resist 8th?" He said to her. "I-I-I do not-want to be your little-mindfucked bitch." she candid street said to him with 8th difficulty. He commanded her to sit 8th in the strange looking chair. She tried to resist but 8th ended up obeying him. He fastened some leather 8th restraints around her arms and legs to keep her from escaping "You will be injected latinas with an anti resistance drug so the nanomachines can do their job easier." He said to 8th her "I candid street- know about 8th-nanotechnology 8thstreetlatinas-it access wears off..." she said to him. "This is true, however 8thstreetlatinas these 8thstreetlatinas nanomachines are programmed to restructure your neural pathways 8th. By the time they latinas go dead you street will be my little mindfucked bitch as you put it." He said with street a laugh.
She discarded the clothes next 8th to her feet as 8th she took them off 8thstreetlatinas. A minute street or 8th two later 8thstreetlatinas she 8th stood there naked street. Like Rachel 8th this woman had 8th a nice body on her. "What is your name, slave?" He asked street her "My 8th name is Amy..." she said in a monotone. "Amy? How street old are you street?" He asked her "I am 18 years 8th old master..." she 8th said in the same monotone.
The man knew he had to act candid street fast. It wouldn candid't be long before people realized there were 6 women 8th missing. He instructed the women 8thstreetlatinas to load everything into a van that was parked in the back latinas of the factory. With the six of them working 8th to load 8thstreetlatinas the strange candid street chair and the cases of drugs as well as the strange machines, it took a little over a 8th half an hour to load 8thstreetlatinas everything into the van. He made a quick check around the factory street to make sure nothing was left behind then he ordered the six woman to get into the van.
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Molly pulled 8thstreetlatinas up 8thstreetlatinas to her boyfriends house and got 8thstreetlatinas out of the car 8th. He was sitting 8thstreetlatinas on the street front steps. "Hey Molly. Did you latinas see 8th Rachel?" he 8th asked her. "No, Her house was deserted. Max and all 8th her belongings were still there." Molly said looking at Max street who was barking excitedly."I heard from the 8th school that five 8th girls that are 8thstreetlatinas in Rachels class are missing as well 8thstreetlatinas. They have not shown up at school street and their access parents are worried sick 8th. The police have no clue as 8th to where any of them 8thstreetlatinas are." he 8thstreetlatinas said to her 8th. "I just want to know where Rachel 8thstreetlatinas, or her remains are latinas. Something tells me 8th that she is still alive" Molly said.
Finding nothing in the kitchen she started street searching access in the living room for street something 8th unusual. The street only thing she saw that was out 8thstreetlatinas of the ordinary was 8th that the couch had 8thstreetlatinas hair on it. She could tell by the color 8th of it 8th that it was Max's hair. He had a habit of sleeping on the couch and with 8th Rachel gone Molly access was not surprised 8th by access the condition of the couch one bit access. She continued her search of the house but after 8th searching 8thstreetlatinas every 8th room she found 8th nothing to suggest anything besides that Rachel had 8th just disappeared.
She locked the back door and left the house. She was frustrated 8thstreetlatinas, she just 8thstreetlatinas could not believe that her best friend would just walk away from candid her life, and 8th she refused to believe she had been murdered. She got into her car and drove 8th off. She still had no clue candid as to where Rachel had candid street gone off to.
"I think that's the perfect 8thstreetlatinas position candid for her access." the man said "What street do you think Rachel?" he said to a woman standing next to him. Rachel looked at Molly who was still unconscious. Her arms and legs were access chained together 8th and she candid street was blindfolded. "I think she looks fine master." Rachel candid street said. The man smiled as Molly started to candid street wake 8thstreetlatinas up. Standing in 8th the far right corner of the room was 8th the Ex- FBI agent. She stood there still as a statue waiting for an order from her master 8thstreetlatinas. He looked all around access the room at his collection. It was a splendid sight indeed. 12 years he had latinas been doing this to women. And in that 12 years he had acquired almost 8th 1100 women. 1100 women who would 8th do whatever he asked no matter what it was.
Chapter four: A 8th new plan
As she fastened her seat belt she felt someone grab her. She didn't 8th have time street to even cry out before he clasped a hand over her 8th mouth 8thstreetlatinas. She felt him sticking a latinas needle into the back of he head, soon she went limp and her struggling stopped 8th. "Drive" The person candid said to her street. The voice belonged to a candid street man, it sounded tough and commanding. Rachel did as she was told and started latinas the car up and backed 8th out of the parking space. "Where 8th are we 8th going?" Rachel asked in a monotone. "The nanomachines will latinas tell you." Said the man 8th as 8th she continued to drive.
Now she had the task of selecting which candid five girls access to enslave. This was street left up candid street to her and not the nanomachines. She 8thstreetlatinas saw one girl sitting in access the front row of the classroom. She had short chestnut brown hair. It was Amy Hopkins, an 18 latinas year old who gave Rachel nothing but trouble ever since the beginning of the school year. She walked 8th up behind her 8th and withdrew 8th one candid of the hypodermic needles from the case. Rachel smiled as she inserted the needle into the base of Amy's 8th skull and injected the contents of the needle into the back of her head.
He approached the woman 8th "Why are you trying to resist 8th?" He said to her. "I-I-I do not-want to be your little-mindfucked bitch." she candid street said to him with 8th difficulty. He commanded her to sit 8th in the strange looking chair. She tried to resist but 8th ended up obeying him. He fastened some leather 8th restraints around her arms and legs to keep her from escaping "You will be injected latinas with an anti resistance drug so the nanomachines can do their job easier." He said to 8th her "I candid street- know about 8th-nanotechnology 8thstreetlatinas-it access wears off..." she said to him. "This is true, however 8thstreetlatinas these 8thstreetlatinas nanomachines are programmed to restructure your neural pathways 8th. By the time they latinas go dead you street will be my little mindfucked bitch as you put it." He said with street a laugh.
She discarded the clothes next 8th to her feet as 8th she took them off 8thstreetlatinas. A minute street or 8th two later 8thstreetlatinas she 8th stood there naked street. Like Rachel 8th this woman had 8th a nice body on her. "What is your name, slave?" He asked street her "My 8th name is Amy..." she said in a monotone. "Amy? How street old are you street?" He asked her "I am 18 years 8th old master..." she 8th said in the same monotone.
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Finding nothing in the kitchen she started street searching access in the living room for street something 8th unusual. The street only thing she saw that was out 8thstreetlatinas of the ordinary was 8th that the couch had 8thstreetlatinas hair on it. She could tell by the color 8th of it 8th that it was Max's hair. He had a habit of sleeping on the couch and with 8th Rachel gone Molly access was not surprised 8th by access the condition of the couch one bit access. She continued her search of the house but after 8th searching 8thstreetlatinas every 8th room she found 8th nothing to suggest anything besides that Rachel had 8th just disappeared.
"I think that's the perfect 8thstreetlatinas position candid for her access." the man said "What street do you think Rachel?" he said to a woman standing next to him. Rachel looked at Molly who was still unconscious. Her arms and legs were access chained together 8th and she candid street was blindfolded. "I think she looks fine master." Rachel candid street said. The man smiled as Molly started to candid street wake 8thstreetlatinas up. Standing in 8th the far right corner of the room was 8th the Ex- FBI agent. She stood there still as a statue waiting for an order from her master 8thstreetlatinas. He looked all around access the room at his collection. It was a splendid sight indeed. 12 years he had latinas been doing this to women. And in that 12 years he had acquired almost 8th 1100 women. 1100 women who would 8th do whatever he asked no matter what it was.
