Chapter 2

Sometime later three women entered her room. One of the women wore uniform blue overalls and carried a tablet with a stylus. The other two women were bald and wore only a skimpy leather outfit that resembled a tiny string bikini, the top of which, barely managed to cover their nipples. All three of the women wore a metal collar around their necks.

The clothed woman spoke, “Object Michelle 053 I am Anne and will be in charge of your training. You will follow every instruction, without hesitation, or else face punishment.” The other two women stood ramrod straight, in silence, their eyes declined toward the floor. “You may begin,” Anne said.

The two slaves went into action, without pause, moving to the chair, they released Haley’s straps. Once she was free the slaves grabbed her arms, with remarkable strength, and pulled her to her feet. “Stand with arms out and legs spread,” Anne said, with a stern commanding tone. Haley complied, too scared to think about resisting.

The slaves began measuring every part of Haley’s body speaking only to relay the measurements to Anne who recorded them onto her device. They measured everything from her height to the length of her fingers and toes. Worst of all was when they measured the inside of her anus and vagina. They did this by inserting an inflatable bag that grew until it filled her painfully. Somehow this gave them the size of her orifices.

During this procedure, Haley tried not to lose control, but her tears went ignored while the women did their work. Once finished, a collar was closed around her neck identical to the one worn by the three women. “All objects wear this collar, even trustees like myself, it reminds us that in the end we are all equal as slaves. It cannot be removed and it’s closing around your neck marks the beginning of your new life as an Object of The Foundation,” Anne said, without emotion.