Story is a rewrite based off the Slaver Bay series by Chrysostomon but with a localized twist with his approval.
Eddie Chan strolled out of his bedroom, preparing to head to work for his new role. He was a member of the Black Spiders, one of the largest gangs in Singapore and had recently been promoted to senior leadership, reporting directly to the head of the organization. The gang dabbled in multiple facets of crime, such as robberies, arms trafficking, underground fights, gambling and such. With this promotion to division head, he was assigned to oversee the lucrative business of prostitution and he was about to be exposed to this business for the first time.
His wife had already left for work as a teacher in a school, but both his parents were still having their breakfast at the dining table. To his parents, he was a financial advisor who worked for an investment bank, but unknown to them, prior to his promotion, he had been the right-hand man for the division head of the gang's gambling activities. "Heading off for my new job today, probably won't be back so early today," he told them.
His father merely grunted, his eyes not leaving his mobile phone where he was reading the news. "Have a smooth start to you new career, son," his mother said as she removed her glasses, stopping from reading a document to stand up and hug her son. "Here, have an Ang Pau for good luck. Tell me all about your day tonight."
As he parked his BMW in the basement car part of the Suntec Financial Center, Eddie strolled into the entrance, looking all around for anyone following behind him. He passed by the fountain of wealth, before taking an elevator to the highest floor. The top floor of the Black Spider's office had a great view, able to see the entire financial area skyline. He strode into his new office which was huge and sat in his chair behind the desk facing his new secretary. Steffi was a slim pretty Asian female in her late twenties with long black hair who had worked for the previous head for three years before his unfortunate demise at the end of a rival gang's machete.
She offered her hand
Eddie took it. "Pleased to meet you"
"Pleased to meet you too, boss" she smiled. " For a start, I would like to explain to you with regards to the many products and services we offer to our clients. Would you like to come with me and view our product?
"Ah, yeah sure... lead the way"
"Thank you, Eddie" she smiled as she began her way "Er.. Sorry..." she corrected herself "boss"
"No issue, Eddie is fine"
"Thank you. Please down this way" she said and ushered him along
And... so they went down a side corridor Eddie hadn't noticed before.
This one followed the full-length glass-side of the building, so he got a very clear view of Singapore. Steffi however who was leading the way, was swaying her ass under her tight mini skirt the whole time, trying to catch his eye. Eddie was a handsome man in his mid 30's and she was wet, hoping he would want to fuck her before the day was over.
Steffi scanned an access card and strode into a room where a female in her 20's was asleep and strapped into a bed while a medical team worked on her.
"We use nano-technology developed by one of the researchers on the gang's payroll, Steffi explained. "The nano-bots adhere to the cerebellum creating artificial brain pathways leading to complete subjugation of the product"
"Nano...?"
"Right now, item #297-24B-A here is being transformed into a saleable product. This is not an off the shelf product, which are usually individuals who owe the gang money and have pledged themselves as collateral. This item however was a pricier custom request by a client who wished to have his neighbour's wife as his wife instead. Before his unfortunate demise the previous boss sent in a strike team, collecting both the neighbour and the wife. We have completed the husband's programming and he has been sent back home, with the memory of him divorcing his wife. We are now re writing the wife's characteristics to enjoy anal sex at the request of the customer. We will be completed by today and delivering the product to the customer by tomorrow morning at the latest. Substantial profit margin on this item due to the complexity of the programming.
"This way" she said, and he followed her into what looked like a waiting room.
"Please take a seat" she said as she held the door open
He sat down
"So... we can totally control someone. Change their behavior, make them do whatever we want"
"Yes, Eddie" she said
"I thought we just dealt with prostitution like every other gang"
"This is not a gimmick, Eddie" she said as she took her seat "We offer 100% compliance to a customer's request. Even the off the shelf products we program to a customer's request prior to delivery. So, an item could be a conservative individual prior to programming and have a slutty personality after. It all depends on the customer. Though the bulk of the product in our catalogue are females, we also have a small inventory of male product. These usually get snapped up by female clients, but we also have the occasional bi/gay male customer. Despite our country being on the conservative end of the spectrum, we do not judge. Rather we cater to a customer's requests."
"I can't believe it" he gasped as he lazed in his chair "this has probably got to be the most lucrative of all our gang's activities. I can't believe I never knew about the details behind it."
"Boss" Steffi said, almost insulted "We offer the finest flesh, male or female totally customized to the client's desires. How could we not be extremely profitable? Clients are willing to pay huge sums to fulfil their secret desires. We do have the run of the mill low-end product, staged in the usual prostitute dens, but those contribute merely a tiny portion of our division's profits. Those are run by your low-level thugs and serve mostly as a decoy to our rivals.
"Are you... or were you a product?"
"No, boss" she smiled "I was hired straight out of business school by the previous division head and though we were intimate, he never once sought to program me. He always said I was perfect the way I was. I am highly efficient, and I keep the labs and customer service running smoothly. Hopefully you see no need to replace me or downgrade me to a product." Her eyes looked downward.
A side door opened and in walked eighteen naked women. They walked in line. When the first reached a spot and stopped they all turned to face Eddie
"These are the cream of our current stock" Steffi said
"Girls" she said turning to them "This is our new boss... show him your stuff"
They formed a semi-circle around Eddie
All the women who were in their twenties seemed to suddenly grow excited--eager to impress the new boss.
Most were Chinese. Two were Thai. Two were Malay. One was Indian.
All the women turned about; left, right, relaxed (slouching), more upright. Some lifted their boobs and pushing them up showed off their assets. Another turned and bent forward to highlight her butt to Eddie.
Some pouted
They were all different body-types. The Indian girl was chubby, with large breasts. A Thai was sporty, with firm small breasts.
"These do look good." he spoke.
"You may do anything to them... even fuck them"
"What?"
"Of course. Other than those who are earmarked to be sold as virgins, the previous boss used to sample all the product."
"What happened to the phrase don't sample the merchandise?"
"Applies to the drugs division I assume, not ours" she emphasised.
"I assume you get some really weird requests?"
"As I mentioned earlier, we do not judge. So, no request is weird." Steffi said "Whatever the client desires, if they can afford it, we will endeavour to provide"
"Wow"
"So... if you are honest with me now, in telling me what it is that you enjoy, so I can accommodate your sampling of the product"
"Well... I..."
"Please. Do not be shy or ashamed, as I said, the previous boss sampled the product extensively, including myself if you so incline..."
"I..."
"Did you want an item younger than these?" she asked
"Younger?"
"Yes... we can provide... we have 18 year old university students in our catalogues as well... all you need do is ask..."
"I... well..."
"You're not happy with any of these are you...?"
"Well. I mean... they're all so... so beautiful"
"It's part of their allure..."
"What do you mean?"
"All of them are now producing pleasing pheromones... to make you desire them more... our products want nothing more than to serve you..."
"You mean they're all...?"
