Ability Ch 19 20

Chapter 19 In with the New

Jonah Hale sat in his office scouring through the information he has been given regarding the mystery that is Dr. Marcus Kingsman, a new player in the strange game of slave trading that has seemingly disrupted his partners, James and Anastasia Phillips. Since the arrival of Kingsman, the Phillips family, including their daughter, 19 year old Alexis, has been behaving erratically to a noticeable degree. Hale was figuring out why, and putting the arguments together before meeting with his new partner, Dr. Sofia Sorina, a Romanian 'free agent' with a reputation for turning international agents to their adversary's side.

"Good morning Jonah, I see you are at the grind already," Sorina said as she entered the meeting with Hale.

"Yes, just putting the pieces together," Hale said. "Out with the old, in with the new so to speak."

"Do tell, then Jonah," remarked the dark haired, Eastern European beauty as she sat across from Hale in a private conference room adjacent to Hale's office.

"In due time, Sofia," Hale replied. "Once the research and development of the new drug was near completion, I reached out to you. Your reputation precedes you."

"Well I do very good work," Dr. Sorina replied. "I take it you like the new Alexander Mason?"

"There was never much to like to be honest, so yes," Hale said. "I was saddled with him when I got sent to the 'Specials' detail, and to cover my ass I had to cover his. So he's owed me for a very long time. This is well deserved."

"I understand. His book work is much superior to his field work." Sorina replied. "Much better with research development and theory than helping actual people. Not much of a challenge for me, ever."

"Yes, and his research and development led to this new drug, and to you being here," Hale said. "Never discount that everyone has value, especially when they owe you something."

"Yes a sense of loyalty is very effective," Sorina said. "Though I never got that concept myself."

"Very true, He is bringing his wife to us in about an hour," Hale said. "In with the new. His plastic surgeon wife has a stellar and successful reputation, so we can now offer enhanced physical as well as mental features to our future playtoys."

"An exciting development," Sorina answered. "And what of the old?"

"Leave that to me," Hale answered, smiling. "It is very well in hand."

"Why don't you go brief Mason on his actions when his wife arrives," Hale said to his new partner.

"With pleasure," Sorina said, smiling ear to ear. "I did some research on her, she is quite nice to look at. I did also make a few adjustments to the program for today, I do hope you don't mind, Jonah."

Hale laughed and responded "As long as she does the job we need her for and doesn't bring attention to us, do your worst, Sofia."

"That's when I am at my best, Jonah as you will learn," the psychiatrist responded, grinning. "See you when our new team member arrives."

Hale went to the lobby of the building that houses both his Black Jacket Security company, as well as hosting the Mason Center for Psychological Injury and their 'combined' research facility complete with a brand new operating room to greet Mason's wife, Dr. Kristina Meadows, the plastic surgeon to the rich and famous in Miami. Hale had planned long for the events that were currently transpiring, to create a brand new state of the art never seen before organization to create programmed slaves. With Mason, the lead creator of the new drug to be used, now fully subjugated, bringing on his wife was the final step to having the ability to adjust slaves physically in addition to the mental alterations that were possible. In some instances, the guise of plastic surgery would be the gateway to reprogram victims sent by their wealthy benefactors.

"Show time," Hale texted his new partner, Dr. Sofia Sorina indicating the arrival of the next piece of the new, improved 21st century Project Playtoy piece was at hand.

"Hello, Dr. Meadows, what a pleasure to see you! Beautiful as ever," Hale remarked as he greeted the guest of honor, who believed she was there to celebrate her husband's promotion. Hale began with a gesture to indicate which elevator to head toward.

"Always the charmer, Mr. Hale," remarked the attractive surgeon. "My husband was very vague about this 'promotion' so I am a but at a loss here."

"Please, call me Jonah," Hale offered, as he swiped his badge to open the elevator door to take him to the research floor. "We have finalized some very important plans regarding our research venture, but that is all I can say for now."

"Well that clears it up a bit, though he never really mentions that much," the blonde petite wife of the enslaved Mason responded as they ventured up in the shiny new elevator. "And please, I'm Kristina, Dr. Meadows makes me feel like I am at the office!"

"I do know what that's like, Kristina," Hale replied. "I think you will LOVE what we have in store."

"So that's all I get for now, I see, very intriguing then, Jonah," Kristina said, stifling a chuckle. "So cloak and dagger."

"Well Kristina, you do know my background, What else would you expect?" Hale laughed. "But seriously, we are going to start on a tour of our new research center. Ah, This is our stop."

Hale escorted his guest from the elevator through a set of doors he swiped his badge to enter. Once inside, the doors shut and an audible click indicated the doors had locked behind them.

"Obviously we have state of the art security" Hale said, laughing off the loud locking noise that was heard, and loud enough to cause Dr. Kristina Meadows to jump just a bit. "We do want to ensure our work here is secure."

"Of course, Jonah," Kristina answered. "But what is it that will be done here?"

"In due time, Kristina," Hale answered, moving his guest along. "Don't spoil the surprise!"

"All right, Jonah," the confused Doctor responded.

"We are now in the dormitory area, Kristina," Hale said, pushing through another set of doors, showing the hallway had four rooms on each side, each door numbered, odd on one side, even on the opposite. "This is for our staff should they need a place to stay while doing their research, which as you know doesn't hold formal hours in many cases. If staff chooses, they may choose to live here."

Hale opened the first door, and showed the Doctor the lovely one bedroom apartment complete with full kitchen, laundry, and full bath facility.

"These are very nice, Jonah," Dr. Meadows related. "What type of research will be going on here?"

"Psychological research, Kristina," Hale replied, pulling the door closed and escorting the pretty plastic surgeon down the hall through a new set of doors. "Here are our inpatient facilities, where your husband will be helping those clients who need inpatient care."

Leading Kristina through another set of doors she felt as though she was in the waiting area for a surgical suite.

"This feels familiar, Jonah," Kristina Meadows said. "What is this?"

"This, Dr. Meadows, is the waiting area for our state of the art surgical suite," Hale said, pointing. "Right through these doors."

"Why a surgical suite? I thought this was research?" Kristina asked in confusion.

"Come on, let's go in and see," Hale responded. "The facility is quite impressive."

Once inside, Dr. Kristina Meadows saw her husband and another woman standing in the suite by the operating table.

"Alex you never mentioned any of this," the confused wife said. "This is beautiful, but I am confused as to why?"

"We will get to that but first I think we should celebrate, I mean this is your husband's big day, his dream facility is here," Hale said. "And let's get to the introductions, Dr. Kristina Meadows, this is Dr. Sofia Sorina, she has been brought on to the team."

The two female doctors exchanged pleasantries and smiled at one another.

"Alex, what do you say to a round of drinks so we can christen this place correctly and then discuss all the details?" Hale said.

"Of course, I will get the drinks," Mason responded, smiling as ordered as he headed off to get the round of drinks.

As Mason went off to the corner of the operating theater to get the drinks, Sofia Sorina and Kristina Meadows quietly began to talk.

"I can't believe what a beautiful facility this is, that your husband and Jonah have created," Sofia began. "I am fortunate to have been invited to be part of such a prestigious group!"

"Alex brought you on?" Kristina asked curiously. "What is it you do?"

"I am a psychiatrist much like your husband, though not nearly in the same league as he is," the Romanian born doctor replied, smiling. Inwardly, she thought 'no, I am leagues above your husband'.

Mason was off in the corner getting the champagne ready, while the women were chatting. Hale kept an eye on Mason, as he placed the four champagne glasses on a tray. He saw the tray with the circular ring attached to the neck of the fluted glass, and he took a small vial out of his jacket pocket and poured its contents into that particular glass. He then filled the glasses with champagne, and walked to Jonah Hale and handed him a glass, then to Dr. Sorina and handed her a glass and then he handed his wife the champagne glass with the circular ring adorning the neck. Sofia Sorina smiled as her new toy was performing perfectly.

"Congratulations on your promotion, Dr. Mason," Hale offered, extending his glass in a toast. The four in the room all drank as Hale finished the toast. He made sure Kristina Meadows had taken a drink, which she had.

"So now do I get to know about this promotion?" Kristina asked, as she started to lose feeling in her limbs and started to wobble a bit. As she started to lose her balance, Hale brought over an oversized ambulatory care patient chair with wheels.

"Sit here, Kristina," said Dr. Sorina, smiling, "You seem a bit impaired."

Kristina sat in the chair, her mind fully aware but her body unable to move. With her motor skills impaired, all she could muster was a faint "what..."

"Mason, tell your wife what your new promotion position is?" Hale said, grinning,

"Slave," replied Mason.

"And tell your wife what you were ordered to do, Mason," continued Hale, enjoying the display.

"Bring you here and drug you to become a slave like me," Mason responded. "I drugged your drink."

"That's a good boy, Alexander," Dr. Sorina interrupted. "Now get the new drug so we can begin to program your wife too."

"Yes, Mistress." Mason responded as he walked to the drug cabinet in the surgical suite to get the drug.

"Yes, I was brought on for this new project but not by your husband," Sofia relayed. "And as you now know, we have the ability to program people to very specific desires, like ALexander here loves being a slave for Jonah and me now, isn't that right Alexander?"

"Yes, Mistress," Mason replied, with a smile on his face, clearly enjoying his being able to obey.

"Which is where your skills are needed. You will become the lead on all physical changes our clients want. We will be fully able to recreate mind and body," Sorina stated, as she brushed a strand of hair out of Dr. Kristina Meadows' face.

Kristina tried to will her body to move, but could not. In her head she kept hearing that tell-tale click of the lock when she entered this facility with Jonah Hale. If she could run she would, if she could cry she would, and if she could scream she would do that too. But the drug in the champagne left her helpless, able to only stare straight ahead. She realized her current life as she knew it was running short on time, and she heard her husband returning.

"Don't worry, Kristina, you will love the new you, I promise," Sofia said, gently running her hand along her cheek. "I should know, I wrote the program."

Mason stood by, blue drug in the vial in his left hand, syringe in the right. Hale stood by and watched as his new partner dominated the scene,knowing he had made the correct call in bringing on Mason's former adversary to head this project.

"Alexander, I think it is appropriate for you to do the honors, after all being a slave will run in your family," Dr. Sorina commented. "Please administer the drug to your wife."

"Yes, Mistress," Mason replied to the command, as he placed the vial and syringe on the table as he pulled out the rubber strap, and fastened it around his wife's arm.

"And you can see, Kristina, he does exactly what I tell him with no hesitation, no thought of disobeying me," Sofia added. "Isn't that right Alexander, you just love to be a good boy and obey?"

"Yes Mistress," responded the slave as he placed the syringe into the vial, slowly drawing the drug into the syringe.

"How do you feel being a slave, Alexander, do tell your wife what she has to look forward to." continued Sorina.

"It feels perfect, Mistress," Mason replied, as he injected his wife with the new serum that would render her a slave within hours.

"Good boy, Alexander," Sofia commended "Now go back to the research lab and continue to develop our serum. Say goodbye to the prim and proper Kristina, the new Krissy is going to be much more fun. Well for me anyway."

Hale nodded to his partner, then exited the surgical suite, as Dr. Kristina Meadows felt the drug course through her body as Dr Sofia Sorina, her soon to be Mistress, placed a metronome in front of her to begin the hypnosis that would start the work to enslave another member of the Mason family. Eventually she would be connected to the computer and shown the program that would complete her enslavement.

"Yes Mistress," Mason responded as he began to leave the room. "Goodbye Kristina."

"Now Krissy, be a good girl and watch the metronome and listen very carefully to my voice..."

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James had decided after the trip to Miami to try and speed things along with his wife's journey into slavery. He had been keeping her hypnotized and using the airpods and spare phone to keep her training nearly continuous, in addition to her nightly hypnosis and training videos. James was tired of the bitchy wife, and much preferred the calm, docile, hypnotized version that didn't blame him and call him a failure every time something went wrong. James also enjoyed watching his semi-conscious wife become distracted with lesibian videos on her phone.

For her part, Anastasia was putting up a fight, and was valiantly trying to save her reputation, which continued to falter the harder she tried. Dr. Anastasia Phillips only knew a hard charging style, and it further put off her critics and skeptics which were growing in number. daily The more she fought, the further behind she became in the public relations game.

Alexis wasn't helping, as her reputation was becoming wilder and more loose on social media, even to the point of wearing fetish gear in her social media posts. Her most recent series was of her wearing a red rubber pencil skirt, rupper top with full sleeves, gloves and 4 inch red stilettos. Her lipstick was fire red, and of course she held in her hand a red cigarette holder. Nikki also posed in the photo series- but instead of red rubber wore the same outfit in black, right down to wearing black lipstick with a black cigarette holder. In the poses together, the girls were pushing the limit of decency as to even be allowed on platforms without ratings violations.

Anastasia decided to confront her 19-year old daughter about her behavior, but Lexi wanted no part of meeting her mother in private, so when her mother suggested she come over, Lexi said she was out shopping and that they should meet for lunch, suggesting an outdoor cafe downtown. Wanting immediate action taken, Anastasia agreed to meet for lunch, and was dressed business casual after an unsuccessful morning of turning the tide on her fading reputation.

Fashionably late, Lexi was wearing all black- skin tight leather pants and bustier, with heels and of course her trademark perfect makeup. Anastasia looked on in disbelief and what her daughter was wearing, shaking her head as the social media beauty made her way to the outdoor table.

"My god Alexis, look at how you're dressed," lectured Anastasia. "What has gotten into you?"

"I knew this would happen, so typical," Lexi replied. "I'm just living my life."

"This isn't how I raised you." responded the mother.

"Holy shit, Mom, same conversation different day. Nothing changes with you," Lexi replied. "I am not going to change no matter what you say. Have you seen my follower counts? My likes? I am more popular than ever, and I love it."

"At what cost, look at you!" Ana replied, loud enough for the outdoor crowd to turn and look.

"Well, Mother, I tried. There is no reasoning with you. This is ridiculous, I'm out," Lexi got up and walked back toward her car.

Anastasia took out cash and left it on the table and headed after her daughter.

"Alexis, wait," called Anastasia as her daughter reached the parking lot.

In the parking lot, Lexi stopped. She opened her purse and took out a cigarette as she waited for her mother to arrive, most likely to continue her tirade.

"Seriously, Alexis, what are you doing?" asked Anastasia, as she watched her daughter light her cigarette.

"Having a cigarette and talking to my bitch of a Mother," replied the teen, as she held out the cigarette pack toward her mother. "Calm down."

Anastasia froze for a second, before her conditioning kicked in and she took a cigarette out of the pack. Lexi smiled as she lit the lighter for her mother.

"So here we are again, Mother," Lexi said. "You being a bitch and me just living. What do you want, I am old enough to make my own choices."

It was at that time that Marcus Kingsman strolled across the parking lot towards the cigarette smoking Anastasia and Lexi Phillips.

"Hello ladies, wonderful to see you," Kingsman remarked in greeting the women.

"Hello Dr. Kingsman," Anastasia replied as she nervously shuffled her feet realizing she had been caught doing something she doesn't normally do.

"Hi Doctor!" added Lexi, who smiled widely at her Master, hoping he was pleased that she had her mother smoking in public.

"Well, Ana, this is interesting," Kingsman began. "The top stop smoking psychiatrist standing here having a cigarette in public with her own daughter. Any wonder your critics are having a field day."

Kingsman, who had followed Lexi to the meet with her mother, was curious as to where Ana was in her training, and he also wanted to help further her along if he could. He was, so far, very pleased at the development.

"Yes well I am trying to understand things from Alexis' perspective," stammered Anastasia, taking a drag nervously after her response.

"Learn by doing," Kingsman followed with, smiling.

"Yes, learn by doing," Ana replied, her look going mildly vacant for a moment.

"Well I don't want to interrupt family time," Kingsman replied. "Nice to see you both again."

As Kingsman walked away, he turned and took a picture, then tagged them both and posted them on social media with his anonymous account.

Within hours, Anastasia Phillips' reputation crashed and burned even further.

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Chapter 20 Out with the Old

As time went by, Anastasia sank further into the world being created for her by her husband, who was following the orders of his Master. After the pictures of Anastasia and Lexi smoking in the parking lot went wild on social media, Dr. Anastasia Phillips career went up in smoke with it, which didn't go unnoticed by Jonah Hale in Miami as he solidified his new Project Playtoy.

"Well we certainly do have some issues with our old crew and they do need to go," Hale said, as he sat and discussed the course for the new Project, primarily bringing his new partner up to speed. "We've had ears in James Phillips office for a while, and access to his computer network for years. Nothing is adding up there. We also have ears from their hotel in Miami."