** Author's note - this chapter contains mindbreak and takes a darker turn. **
Less than 10 minutes after Hanna and Grace had arrived at Master's house, the girls were sitting side by side on the bed, VR headsets wrapped around their heads and dildo's plunging into each of their pussies. As a reward for their ultimate submission, Master allowed them to watch the spirals for as long as they liked. Hanna was so grateful that Master was as kind and generous as he was.
She was in her own little world of bliss, the comfortable familiarity of the spinning objects and pulsating colours filling her vision and melting away all of her thoughts. The uncertainty and conflict at her parent's house had been deeply unpleasant. Hanna didn't want to think about that, she only wanted to submit to the spirals. It was so easy to submit, she thought as another orgasm cascaded over her.
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"We are going on a trip." Master declared the next morning. A helicopter would be coming to pick them up in the evening. In the meantime, Master allowed the girls to lounge by the pool. Between swimming and sunbathing, Hanna and Grace found themselves returning to the spirals regularly. This was the relaxing life their submission guaranteed, Hanna thought to herself as she stretched out on the couch, staring intently at her phone. This life was so simple.
Hanna and Grace were only to bring the items Master had prepared on their beds. The girls went off to the rooms that Master had assigned them the evening before, each finding the same skin-tight fishnet bodysuit and a short black skirt that barely covered their asses. Hanna got dressed quickly, remembering to also ensure her "Mindless Slave" collar was securely affixed around her neck. She looked at herself in the mirror, her modest cleavage partially shrouded but on full display. She marvelled at how fit she was, and at how much better she felt now that she was under Master's control.
Returning to Master, Hanna couldn't help but appreciate how good Grace looked, her tits barely concealed by the mesh. Master had already packed their headsets and other gear, and led both girls out onto the lawn. They clearly would not be staying long or not wearing any clothes the entire time - none of which bothered Hanna. It wasn't her place to ask questions or worry.
The helicopter came swooping in over the trees, landing in the clearing in front of the house. The three boarded quickly, the pilots paying no mind to the two half-naked girls as they took off and headed out over the water. Hanna couldn't help but stare out the window as they flew for the next 30 minutes. When she did glance at Master, she noticed that he looked nervous, and that he couldn't stop fidgeting. He was wearing a tuxedo and bowtie. well tailored and expensive looking, she thought he looked good. She had no idea where they were going, but was excited to be on a new adventure.
As the sun began to dip below the horizon, the helicopter began to descend. Only a few moments before landing did Hanna notice the massive yacht they were approaching. She had never seen a yacht this big - another reminder of the mundane life she had led before submitting to Master. Every single day was more exciting than the year of her life before she met Master, all because she was a good slave and obeyed.
A young man in a tuxedo greeted them as they disembarked. He shook Master's hand and gestured for Master to follow him. The man paid no attention to either girl, and Hanna soon understood why. As they followed him to the front of the ship, they walked onto the main deck, which was crowded with at least a hundred people talking over the background music. Most were dressed for a black tie event, the men all in expensive, well-tailored formal wear and some of the women in elaborate gowns.
However, Hanna quickly noticed that roughly half of the women present were in various states of lingerie or bondage gear. One girl was on all fours, a gag in her mouth and wearing a collar with a leash being held by the man standing next to her. Another was wearing a skimpy plaid skirt and mostly open blouse. A girl serving drinks wore nothing at all, save for a ball gag and collar. Any notion of looking out of place would have been immediately quelled, had Hanna been capable of such thoughts anymore.
The man led Master and his two sluts through the main deck and up the stairs. They entered a large room with six men sitting in leather lounge chairs on one end. Master walked up to the men, gesturing for the girls to follow. When he reached the middle of the room, he turned to them and said: "Empty, and on your knees." Hanna and Grace obeyed immediately, falling to their knees on either side of Master.
"Dr. Simmons," said one of the men in the chairs. "We have been looking forward to your presentation. The summary you sent us looks extremely promising." Hanna stared blankly ahead, her mind wonderfully calm. Master had started speaking, explaining some complicated science that Hanna would not have understood even if she wasn't a mindless, empty slave.
"But why keep their former personalities? No one gives a shit about two Asian sluts. We want to see if your programming can really work." said another of the men. Master hesitated briefly, before looking at Hanna and saying "I would prefer to keep them as they are, I assure you they are entirely obedient." He looked sad, Hanna didn't understand why.
"Have you grown too attached, Dr. Simmons? Either you can break their weak little minds or you can't. We have no use for a slave who has any other sense of purpose. Break them in fully, or we will have no further use for you either." A different man said. "I assure you, that is not nec.." Master said before being cut off: "Your research showed the most promise Dr. Simmons, but we have already seen presentations this evening that provide the results close to what we are looking for. I am sure with sufficient funding, they would achieve the same efficiency and effectiveness as your methods."
"Is that a threat?" Master asked, the resolve in his voice failing to shroud the anxiety and concern on his face.
"It is a promise," said one of the men. "Do not think that just because you have created an extremely effective method of brainwashing that you hold any control over us or can influence this group. You can either do things our way, or you can get the fuck off my ship."
Master looked at each girl, before motioning for them both to stand. He stepped back, ordering them to take his place. One of the men stood up, walking over to Hanna. He cupped her breasts and ass, walking around her, lifting her skirt and sliding a hand over her pussy. "What is your name?" he asked Hanna.
"Hanna Liu" she responded, still feeling nice and vacant from Master's command.
"Your Master seems very fond of you." he said, causing a pleasant warmth to tingle up her spine. Looking over at Master, he said: "This one goes first." With that, the man returned to his chair.
Master walked up to Hanna, a suitcase in his left hand. He motioned for the man who first met them to bring a chair over, and ordered Hanna to sit down. When she did, he retrieved the ball gag from the suitcase, securing it around her head. He then retrieved the VR headset, lowering it over her head. Right before it covered her eyes and ears, he leaned down, whispering into her ear: "I'm sorry, Hanna." before the darkness consumed her vision.
Hanna was only in darkness for a moment before the familiar spirals filled her vision entirely. The usual sense of calm descended over her, as Hanna relaxed and let her thoughts melt away. Master's confusing apology to her was quickly forgotten. The beautiful kaleidoscope sucked all of her attention in, leaving a blank emptiness in its wake.
EMPTY
BLANK
OBEY
HORNY
Hanna relaxed further. It was so easy to relax. It was so easy to give in. It was so nice to be empty and horny for Master.
EMPTY SLAVE
Hanna was an empty slave.
OBEY SLAVE
It felt so good to obey. The spirals were increasing. Her ears were filled with a high-pitch whine that was dulling her ability to think. It pulsed in rhythm with the spirals, giving them a weight that held Hanna down.
YOU ARE SLAVE
She was a slave, Hanna was a slave to the spirals. She loved it.
YOU ARE SLAVE
She was.. Hanna was... something in her subconscious was fighting back. This conditioning felt different. She could feel the programming trying to erase something, rather than just suppress her desire to think. It felt weird, it had been so long since she had felt any resistance at all to the spirals. Hanna could feel something slipping away, her sense of self, her memories of her life before she met Master. The more she felt her conditioning trying to erase it all, the more her old self fought back.
BLANK SLAVE
OBEY SLAVE
YOU ARE SLAVE
HORNY SLAVE
BLANK SLAVE
OBEY SLAVE
YOU ARE SLAVE
HORNY SLAVE
Again and again the commands repeated. Hanna was confused. Her old self was punching its way out of the box it had been pushed into. It had been so easy to give in, had she ever really questioned whether she could? She was Hanna Liu, she could fight this. She had to fight this. Her resolve was building - she had no idea why. Her conscious self had been so happy to submit, to be pushed aside and left dormant. Now that it was threatened with extinction, it fought back.
BLANK SLAVE
OBEY SLAVE
HORNY SLAVE
YOU ARE SLAVE
Hanna was determined. She would fight. She wouldn't be an empty slave anymore. She had given in so easily. It was so easy to be empty. She loved to be empty... NO. She was not going to fall for it again.
BLANK SLAVE
OBEY SLAVE
YOU ARE SLAVE
HORNY SLAVE
MASTURBATE SLAVE