Chapter 4

After Haley was measured and collared the two slaves drew blood from her arm. Metal shackles were affixed to her wrists and ankles which were then attached to one another in front of her. The slaves led her via a leash. The shackles allowed her to hobble clumsily and prevented her from lifting her hands above her hips.

At some point, Anne left her with the slaves and they brought her to a shower room. The slaves scrubbed every inch of her body with a coarse brush until her skin was raw. Haley cried as it scraped across her delicate pussy and ass and tore at her tits. Next, ice cold water pounded her until all the lather circled the drain at her feet. She was then bent at the waist as an enema and douche were administered.

The slaves pressed a strange device against the nape of her neck and she felt a sharp pinch that caused her to emit a muffled yelp. “That was an RFID tag,” one slave spoke to her for the first time. “This Object was like you once. The faster you forget your old life the faster you can begin your new one,” the slave spoke as though she truly believed that deep in her heart.

Haley shuddered at the torture these women had to endure to be broken so completely. These women must not have had families, though, surely someone would have come for them. Her family is looking for her right now, she convinced herself, she just had to survive long enough.

A few minutes later Haley found herself held in an up-right spread-eagle position. Hard metal shackles held her immobile, the tips of her toes just barely touching the floor. The slaves covered her body in an oily liquid leaving only her head untouched. “These oils will permanently prevent the Object from growing hair below its eyebrows. After a few minutes it will become painful,” one slave explained.

Panic set in as Haley’s skin began to tingle. The tingle soon grew to burning and that burning soon increased until her entire body was on fire. Haley jerked violently against her restraints trying any way to avoid the growing pain. It felt as though her skin had been covered in red hot stones. The burning was especially bad under her arms, on her legs, and her pubic area.

The slaves simply watched her writhe until the pain slowly subsided, after what seemed like hours, she slumped in her restraints her skin glistening with sweat and oils. One of the slaves approached her with a syringe and stabbed her with the needle in her pubic area. “This injection will prevent your ovaries from producing eggs. From now on you will not get a monthly period. And will not become pregnant.”

Haley did not know how to respond to this new information. They must be lying to her just trying to scare her. But she could already feel a new burning sensation resonating from her crotch and knew it must be true. Her eyes overflowed with tears anew as it dawned on her she had now been permanently altered by these people, even rescue wouldn’t change that, what more might they do to her.

Haley didn’t know how much time had passed. After the hair removal procedure, she was brought to a tiny cement cell and bound mercilessly in a tight ball position. Her knees were tucked in under her chin, calves tied to thighs, and her thighs tied to her torso. Her arms were pulled painfully around her folded legs and anchored at the wrists and elbows. The gag that stretched her jaw and throat remained in place as it had since she first woke in this hell. Only now, the harness portion of the gag that went across her head was attached to something above her preventing her from tipping over. Finally, two massive dildos that protruded from the cement floor penetrated her holes. They stretched her vagina and ass beyond anything she could have imagined before this all started.