Return to the Master

Chapter 1: Reformat

I kept my eyes shut and focused on what was around me trying to get any information I could without letting them know that I was awake. They had tracked me down and kidnapped me in the middle of a street in broad daylight. For all I knew I was in some volcano lair of a Bond villain if they had that much pull. They had drugged me with something though making it difficult to focus.

"We know you're awake." Said a voice and I ignored it trying to continue the ruse.

"Bethany Steinbeck, I know you are awake your brain is already implanted with the basic chip. We have access to your head and you are plainly awake." Said the voice.

Grudgingly I opened my eyes to see an angry looking woman and what could only be described as a classic mad scientist with the lab coat and frazzled hair looking over me. From my vantage point I could see that I was naked and strapped to a metallic table in what looked like a hospital. My head was resting on the cold metal with nothing in between, I was bald and my head was freezing.

"Mrs. Steinbeck, you've been a thorn in our side for some time investigating the disappearance of one Tracy Huffman a woman whom we both know is no longer among the living. We were content to allow your investigation die on your chief's desk but you had to go cowboy didn't you. You contacted one of our competitors and helped them to gain access to the programming of our Dolls in some vain attempt to bring Tracy back."

The woman paused and glanced down at the tablet in her hand.

"I want you to tell me who that competitor was and we'll do this as painlessly as possible. If not I'll allow the good Doctor here to experiment with you." She said pointing at the man in the lab coat. He grinned down at me with what could only be described as something close to childlike glee.

Turning from his disturbing gaze I glared up at the woman.

"Now-"she held up one of the tablets for the dolls and involuntarily I stiffened.

"The techs tell me that the little virus used to intercept our code was something very novel and original. Our firewalls didn't detect it until the reprogramming of the Doll it was attached to complete. It then took the techs hours to figure it out and we have some of the best computer scientists in the world." She said.

The woman put the tablet down and leaned over until her face was directly in front of mine.

"This is not something a police officer would have access too even ignoring the fact that it contains code the United States Military has deemed a threat to national security. Who were you working with?" She asked.

"I was alone." I growled up at her.

"There is no need to remain loyal to whomever you were helping, they only wanted the programming in our Dolls pretty little heads so they could make their own. Tell me who it was and your processing into a doll will be painless." Said the woman.

I laughed at that, I was in a stressful situation and this routine was something I had been trained to do, she didn't even have the good cop with her just the crazy looking cop.

Looking annoyed she pursed her lips and glared down at me.

"What's so funny?" She asked.

"Why the hell am I going to tell you anything? I tell you turn me into a doll anyway, I have no incentives to do anything!" I said.

"The Doctor here will only perform a normal Dollification if you help us. If not then I'll let him experiment." She said.

"Still not much of an incentive I'd rather go down fighting." I said.

She sighed and picked up a second tablet, this one I could feel was attached to my own skull a thin wire running from it. I shivered at the sight, I had seen what that thing could do when Marcus had tried to fix Kate she had gone into a full seizure and he had been trying to help her. Someone who was intentionally trying to do harm could probably do a lot more than make me bite my tongue.

"When the process is complete you'll tell us what we want to know anyway." She said and tapped something on the tablet. My whole world exploded around me. Every nerve ending was set aflame and it felt as if I were being burned alive, my lungs felt as if I were being drowned and everything else in my body pulsed with pain.

The pain stopped as quickly as it had started and the cold metallic table I was on suddenly felt like the most comfortable thing in the world. Breathing hard I opened my eyes and glared up at the woman. She was smiling evilly down at me pleased with herself it seemed.

"Direct access to the brain, we can do a lot with it." She said and hit the button again.

This time I wasn't sure how long I was in the pain my perception of time was skewed but it felt like an eternity. My entire body was crying out in pain, parts I never knew I had crying out in agony as I fell through the pain. It lifted and this time I kept my eyes shut just trying to regain control. The restraints on my arms and legs the only thing I was feeling.

"Who were you working with?" asked the Woman.

I kept my mouth shut.

She zapped me again and I felt myself yelling this time the shouts reverberating in the small medical ward. I screamed and screamed as every part of my body was hit with the pain and like the time before it went on forever and then it was gone.

I collapsed onto the table not realizing that I had been arching up against it trying to get away from the pain.

Panting I opened my eyes to see that the cuffs had cut into my wrists and ankles, blood was slowly flowing from the wounds and was pooling on the ground.

"I'm going to kill you." I hissed up at the woman.

"I've heard that before, and I'm still alive." She said. She set the tablet down and turned back to the Doctor.

"Implant the obedience protocols. After I have the information I need then do whatever the fuck you want with her. But I need her in a sellable state in the end she's going to her boss." Said the woman.

The Doctor nodded and I blanched. The Chief! I was going to kill him next time I got my hands on him, not be his Doll!

The Doctor picked up the tablet and tapped away at it for a few moments unconcerned with my mental struggle.

There was no way in hell I was going to be turned into one of those Dolls! But people had been fighting them for years and so far only one person had gotten away and even she wasn't anything close to normal!

I felt something slither into my head, it was a feeling like a wet slug or something going in both of my ears and burrowing its way into my skin. I shuddered at the feeling and I knew that they had put in the first batch of the programming, my thoughts were off by a slight bit. Looking up at the woman and the Doctor new words besides the ones I had been using in my mind were floating to the surface. Master and Mistress prominent among them.

"Who were you working with?" Asked the woman.

My mouth opened of its own accord and I felt my vocal cords moving. Quickly reasserting control I snapped my teeth back closed with a painful click.

"Who were you working with?" repeated the woman.

"Marcus." I growled. My entire body was once again plunged into a state total feeling, instead of pain though I was suddenly experiencing the greatest pleasure in my life. It felt as if I were receiving a massage and had just had the best sex possible. I whimpered and almost melted into the table. Pain was something I was used to, the pain of exercising and building up muscles the pain of injuries on the job. Pleasure and absolute bliss wasn't something I had any experience resisting.

"Who is Marcus?" asked the woman.

I blinked trying to focus my thoughts and put up some form of control on my actions.

"He's fixing Kate, the Doll that ran away from you." I said. The pleasure coursed through me again and I shuddered. I wasn't supposed to be telling her any of this but it just felt too damn good.

"Where is Marcus?" Asked the woman.

I told her his address and in the back of my head it felt like I was being programmed again, the same slithering sensation instead of the pleasure I had gotten from the other answers.

"Thank you Bethany." She turned away from me and started towards the door.

"Well we're going to try some new stuff with you." Said the Doctor and he pressed a button on the desk and I collapsed back into the darkness.

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I woke to the feeling of an oppressive warmth pushing into me from every side. If my eyes were open I wasn't seeing anything blackness was all around me. The only stimuli was a soft pulsing from all around me. I marshalled my thoughts and was relived to find everything in its place, my name, my childhood, my parents, that embarrassing incident in third grade. Everything was where it was supposed to be they hadn't turned me into a doll!

I winced and amended the thought. They hadn't turned me into a doll yet. But if they had done something there was a possibility I wouldn't know if I thought ruefully. Still I knew I had to fight whatever it was they were doing to me and that was enough to go by for now.

I tried moving my arms but found that I couldn't. I couldn't feel any restraints around my wrists but still they refused to move in fact I could feel them floating beside me, the commands from my brain just weren't reaching them. Vainly I tried to move something anything on my body but after a moment quickly determined that all I could do was blink not that my eyes were doing me much good considering the pure black darkness around me.

I waited and the slow pulsing continued.

There was nothing else to do but think and try to figure out what was going on. Whatever this was it had to serve a purpose, which might very well be to drive me insane.

Suddenly a painful spasm rocketed through my body and I involuntarily gasped, noticing for the first time the liquid streaming past my lips and into my lungs! The fact I was breathing in a liquid was quickly overshadowed by the pain from all around me increasing. It had started at my feet but was quickly moving through my entire body focusing on my more intimate bits with the greatest intensity.

I could do nothing to try and stop the pain my limbs still dead and lifeless. This was not the pain that the chip had put through me, that had been a pure clear signal of pain going to the very primal root of my brain. This was physical pain something was being done to my body.

Light slowly began to creep into my vision starting with a thin line directly in front of me it slowly widened. A small amount of light filtered in and I could see I was in a tank, like something seen in futuristic movies in the middle of a lab. I was suspended upright inside of it completely naked with what looked like thousands of wires going to my skin embedded slightly into it.

The Doctor from earlier was looking in at me with a mild amount of interest his face slightly distorted form the liquid I was breathing. I glared out at him but he paid no mind.

The wires covering my skin all suddenly slipped off and retracted back somewhere behind me and I suddenly had full control of my limbs. Lashing out through the liquid I punched the side of the container. My hand painfully bounced off of what had to be several inches of glass. I yelped in pain at the impact, I hadn't thrown a punch hard enough to break any bones but it felt as if every bone in my hand had shattered.

Examining my hand and seeing nothing out of place I lightly tapped the glass and winced again at the feeling, it wasn't pain but something was off. Every sensation felt more intense like I had been wearing thick gloves my entire life. Slowly reaching through the liquid I pinched myself in the arm and winced as the pain shot through me feeling like someone had sliced at me with a knife.

The liquid around me slowly began to drain and I slowly drifted down to the floor of the tube alighting on it as the current pushed me down. Even my feet felt funny, the bare metal feeling as if it were being pressed to raw skin and even without my full weight on it there was pain like standing on broken glass. As the liquid drained the wall behind me moved forward pressing me against the glass in front like a specimen in between a slide.

The glass slid up and the last amounts of fluid drained away, coughing and feeling as if I were being stabbed in the chest but all I could do for a moment was regurgitate the stuff out of my lungs. I wanted to stand up beat the Doctor's ass into the ground and get out of this place as quickly as I could but my body refused to move the air was cold and biting and the floor felt like it was rough and uneven sandpaper every inch of me hurt but it wasn't the chip keeping me in place, it was the pain and exhaustion.

"Move her up onto the table." Said the Doctor.

Cracking my eyes open I saw several pairs of feet in blue medical booties approach. The assistants under The Doctors command lifted me up into the air and I couldn't help but grit my teeth and shout between them, their hands felt as if they were metal left out in the arctic burning cold and unforgiving.

The assistants moved me up onto the same metal table as before and I collapsed onto it unable to move. The Doctor moved into my view looming over me.

"I've been given permission to experiment with you, the Company is eager for new products to sell to our more valuable customers. And you are a perfect test subject, no genetic predisposition for diseases and in excellent physical condition." He said.

My throat was on fire but I ignored it. "Fuck you!" I growled at the man.

He laughed and moving a hand pocked me in the side. I whimpered at that, it felt as if he had stabbed me in the gut.

"I've had your entire epidermis scrubbed, you're as tender as a newborn. Not to mention I've upped the intensity of all nerve impulses. I haven't figured out how to increase just the pleasurable responses but-" he shrugged and poked me again. "Some of our clientele enjoy a woman screaming in pain, and when that can be induced with the smallest of touches all the better." He said.

"Now though we get to see how much enhancement you can take." He said.

The Doctor's hands moved to my chest and rubbed my nipples. I shuddered again, not from pain like before that feeling was still present, but it was overridden by the intense amounts of pleasure that his grasp induced. The bastard was turning my own body against me and I was enjoying it. Just that simple grab was the most wonderful and sexually stimulating moment of my life!

"Hmm, we have quite a bit of work to do here." Mused the Doctor and he removed his hands from my breast. The Doctor continued to look me over and I noticed that the pain although not lessening was becoming more manageable, like a sprained ankle or broken bone the pain was present but I was getting used to it.

"Your musculature is also a little high, not a problem we run into very often. If you were taller we could go for the Amazonian type of look but I guess you'll just have to lose some of the muscle tone." He said.

The Doctor continued to talk mulling over and pawing at different parts of me while I steadily subdued the pain that was coursing through every inch of my skin. I flexed my hand and ignoring the dull ache that it caused I balled it up into a fist, whatever I did this was going to hurt.

"Ah, looks like I have to turn the restraints on." Said the Doctor and he hit something on a tablet next to him on the table.

My hand went limp and I glared up at him.

"Can't have you running off, and in a few days you won't want to run off." He said smiling down at me.

The Doctor brushed his hand over my pussy and I felt myself instantly get wet, the same mix of pleasure and pain filtering into me.

"I'm going to fucking kill you and your sick Company!" I said, the words caused pain as they flew from my mouth.

The Doctor ignored me and turned back to his console.

"It's time for a session of programming." Said the Doctor. "As wonderful a test subject you might be these external changes are the mundane. I want to get to the real experimentation." He said smiling.

"I've got some new procedures to try out and combined with the new programming the techs have cooked up and the fact that the higher ups have let us get rid of those safety features that old idiot Belial put in place." He paused as if savoring the moment. "Well let's just say I expect you to be the best Doll I've made to date!" Said the Doctor.

"Fuck you."

He chuckled. "No that's your job." He said and pressed a button on the tablet.

Darkness floated over my vision and I slumped back into the void.

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I was once again floating in darkness. I knew what was going on though, they were doing something to me rewiring my brain and body to turn me into some new type of Doll. Inside my own mind the pain I had been feeling was gone, but the pleasure was still lingering at the edges of my thoughts an enticing abyss to throw myself into and never reemerge.

I drifted considering what I could do. Kate had escaped them so it was possible but even she had no idea how she had managed the caper. Fighting my way out wasn't an option considering the amount of security they had and the fact that every step would hurt like hell. So I had to resist or mess with the programming they put into my head! How I would manage that I had no idea.

I imagined putting up a wall and trying to ignore what they did to me but that was an obvious ploy, and something that they would probably know how to break considering the amount of women they had done this too.

I thought back to Marcus and Kate. She was free but even after everything the chip still held dominion over her actions and thoughts making her into a submissive creature that most men would take advantage of.

Marcus could have kept her and enjoyed his luck. It wasn't everyday a man had a beautiful woman fall into his lap and beg to be dominated instead he had promised to and actively tried to fix her risking life and limb to do so. Sure he still had sex with her but then that was something that Kate enjoyed and was probably closer to an addiction if she felt a fraction of what I had earlier when they had started messing with my head.

I wouldn't be able to avoid their programming, no matter how much I tired they were going to get a foothold and then slowly chip away at whatever defense I mounted. I had to think of a way to resist it before I couldn't think at all.

As I tried to think of something the darkness around me drifted away only to replace by the scene of an opulent bedroom with black sheets on a massive bed and soft carpet underneath my sensitive skin. It wasn't a dream but neither was I awake to experience this. The edges of my vision were fuzzy but everything else was perfectly clear and without any distortion. The chip was feeding this directly into my head whatever this was.

A faceless man stepped into the bedroom and I felt myself getting wet. A wave of lust more intense than anything I had every felt before swept over me and ignoring the pain in my body as I moved I leapt up to my feet from the kneeling position I was in and sprinted at the man intent only on him sating the overpowering waves of lust and need that were sweeping through my body.

The scene dissolved and like a chastised dog I was hit with an intense slap of pain like what I had felt being directly induced by the chip. I tried to cry out but I was once again inside the black void.

The scene rematerialized and each time my thoughts were blanked and I ran towards the man as he entered the room and each time I was punished and thrown backwards into the void with another pulse of pain, I was only able to think a moment or so after the pain before the scene reset.

After what must have been at least two dozen tries my thoughtless lust riddle brain worked out the solution. I remained still where I was as the man entered the room despite the overwhelming urge to get to my feet and charge at the man. After the pause an orgasm larger than anything I had ever experienced rocketed through me I was elevated to a lofty heaven of pleasure, with undertones telling me that I would need this, want this pleasure to flow through me again.