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The Resort and Spa (Nonpoint and Deliliah)

Models that she had been seen before. Actresses who were cute but still had a couple of roles to her name. She was the first true high profile star to get this far into the program, and as she ate and did everything like a good drone, it was all PrattCorp wanted from her. She was proving to be ready to obey. And the way that she was acting was proving to PrattCorp it was almost time to harvest her. And as she was asking if she needed to go see a makeover or go see a movie, finally she heard something that almost sounded like a gift from heaven.

"K. McPhee, please report to Tabula Rasa spa for your scheduled appointment," came over the loudspeaker. The last few bits and pieces of her brain told her something important here. She was K.McPhee. And if she ever really, truly wanted to be KM-01 and to be a PrattDoll, she had to report to the spa. Mostly because deep down inside that gradually blanker mind, she knew what this was.

And that's when she saw someone heading toward Tabula Rasa spa. As she saw blank eyed dolls leaving the spa after their own harvest, the one person she wanted more than anything she could see stepping in. For what reason, she had no idea, but there was Gareth Pratt. And now was the time to impress him. She was able to finish her nutrients and go get her final toxin cleanse. She could become.

And she MUST obey.
 
The man smiled back at her, "You probably want a makeover dolly."

KM01 nodded, "Yes, You're right, i want a makeover..."

She started to turn when she heard an announcement, "K. McPhee, please report to Tabula Rasa spa for your scheduled appointment," There was a pause, she was almost jealous... her head started to dip down, then her head popped up, she was supposed to pretend she was Katherine McPhee. She walked quickly, for her appointment. Then she saw him... Gareth Pratt, and her heart jumped. She wanted to be a PrattDoll so much, and she wanted to be his Prattdoll even more... She watched him step in, and slowly walked to the door, and she stepped inside...
 
And now everything was falling into place. It was too late for Katharine to turn back now, but her mind didn't want to. Her mind wanted her to be a good girl and do as she was told. Katharine McPhee was just one of the many personas KM-01 could be if they needed her to be one. And as she was led over to the spa, she saw that this also wasn't a spa but a lab. The final one.

And when she arrived, she saw the one face she wanted to see. Gareth smirked as he walked to her, patting her cheek. "I've been waiting for this," he told her, his lips in a smirk as he nodded and knew he had her exactly as he wanted her to be. "I hope you realize that you've been chosen for a higher purpose," he told her as he nodded, motioning for her to follow the lab technician over a tank. "This is exactly what we wanted from you, and now you belong to us," he said as she was ushered onto a platform. "I promise you, when you wake up, the bad dream of being Katharine McPhee will be over. All that will be left is a mindless hypnobitch. A brainwashed PrattDoll. And you'll be everything I need. Maybe I'll even keep you for myself," he told her. And that was all any PrattDoll wanted, to be part of Gareth's personal collection.

And as she stood there, one tech came behind her and wiped clean the back of her neck before placing a device against it, instantly implanting the mind control chip that would only firmly lock down the commands, memories, and responses they wanted her to know. It was time for her to finally take her last cleanse, and as the chip deleted anything left of her being more Katharine than KM-01, she felt the breathing apparatus lower for her to have something to help her breathe as the chemical tank began filling. Come morning, the cleanse would be complete and Katharine would be all she dreamed of being.
 
she stepped inside and saw the lab equipment. She was starting to understand more about the nature of 'spa' here. but it didn't really matter to her, she desperately wanted to be a PrattDoll.

She felt her heart pounding in her chest as Gareth Pratt approached her. touched her. Annointed her.. A smile formed on her lips. She wanted to be his. And then his suggestion he might keep her for himself thrilled whatever individuality remained inside her...

she was lead to a tank and felt a pressure on her neck. She was aware of the tank she was in filing with a strange chemical, but it was hard for her to fcus on anything, just so much easier to let the chip decide how she felt... blissful..

she closed her eyes... and slept..
 
Two Days Later...

"Drain the tank..." she heard.

And just like that, the tank started to drain, the same chemicals that helped left her mind numb and pliant thanks to the food she had been eating now had helped the chip take over her mind and nervous system. The tank drained and as the tank slid down to leave her back in the real world, she could open her eyes and see it. The one thing she wanted waiting for her at the end of this was there. Gareth Pratt stood there, smirking.

"KM-01, activate. Prepare for initialization and base programming. You must obey," Gareth said as she could tell he was here to claim her. Katharine, or KM-01, was ready to be part of his collection.
 
In someways she felt the tank draining, she heard words, was aware fo the change of the color of lightsa round her as things moved, but she wasn't truly aware f any of them...

"KM-01, activate. Prepare for initialization and base programming. You must obey," her name she recognized, and heard the rest of the sentence.... 'You must' triggered,

"I hear and obey." KM01, felt the chip buzzing and initializing prepared to accept any programming she was given. She was now just KM01. She new who Katherine was, she still had al of her memories, but they were distinctly different. Like knowing a person's history with no real emotional context. She was KM01, she was a PratttDoll. She was aware of her prevous desire to be with Gareth, but even that was gone now, she had no desire's that the corporation didn't give her.

The buzzing stopped in the chair, "KM01 is now prepared to accept base programming."
 
A cable was placed onto the chip, all of the information downloaded. She knew sexual positions she had never known before. She had known exactly what her master, Gareth Pratt wanted from her and what he liked. She had known that she was nothing more than a slave.

A hypnoslut. A hypnobitch. A mindless fuck puppet for Gareth Pratt and PrattCorp.

"Do you want to keep her?" the tech asked.

"Yes, imprint her to me," he said and she was suddenly very aware. Gareth Pratt selected her. She didn't love him, but she had nothing but lust for him. Love wasn't real, it was a fake emotion. Money and lust were real and she believed in those. And Gareth's big bucks paid for her amazing fucks. That boyfriend Katharine had at home? He wasn't worthy of KM-01's tight, sexy body. And she would continue to pose as Katharine, putting up sexy selfies and endorsing PrattCorp and all the company's products.

"Imprint complete," the tech said.

"Good. Send her to my room, I'll be there in fifteen minutes," Pratt said before walking off with a smirk. He just built his own personal toy.
 
KM01 accepted when the man pressed the cable to the back of her neck, she knew it was much faster than doing a wi-fi upload, but she accepted her new programming with a certain eagerness. she was filled with nothing, and needed to be complete.

by the time he removed the cable, she was filled with lust and greed. She knew it wasn't real... but she had the ability to act normal again per his desires. her former PrattDoll wannabe self would have been s jealous, but here she was, a real Prattdoll, programmed to be Garett's personal plaything.

She was sprayed off, "Thank you." and helped to get dressed. and directed where to go. She opened the door to his room, she felt her pussy moistening with every step as she thought of his hot body and more importantly that sexy bank account. She sat down on his couch, crossed her legs and waited for that sexy man to walk through the door.
 
When the door opened, there she was. And she knew who she was dealing with. Gareth Pratt was a multi-billionaire, the CEO of one of the most influential companies in the world. And now she was owned by him, a product produced by his company. Her mind told her his net worth and that she belonged to him. Her mind was no longer just a soft flesh brain but a biological computer, all thanks to the chip and the things helping keep her whole body flawless, obedient, and just the way Gareth liked it.

Katharine was dead, but she knew what she would do. "When you're in public, you'll have to pretend," he told her, and she knew what he meant. KM-01 would have to pretend to be Katharine, but she would be a different one. One that believed in only men being powerful and in charge. One that was as misogynistic and sexist as he was. One that believed she was just a submissive slut. As she downloaded all this into what she considered now a weak willed, tiny female mind, she knew that Gareth wanted to be pleased.

"Now...why don't you offer to let me fuck your tits like the slut you are?" he asked her. "But first...I want to know how complete your conversion is."
 
She smiled as he entered and spoke to her of her place. "Of course Mr. Pratt, I am a PrattDoll I am what you want me to be. You are so rich and so hot, and big bucks like yours deserves hot fucks from girls like me."

She wasn't stupid, even if she was a mindless fuck toy... "I will pretend to be Katherine McPhee in public. I am in KM01 in private. I will be a feminist in public, at least for a while as I am made into a submissive dependent woman in the public eye and I will use feminism as my excuse becasue it makes choices for women... In private, I am corporate property, programmed as needed, and assigned to the sexiest richest man a hypnoslut like KM01 could ever lust after. I obey you above all else... My conversion is complete, but would be happy to prove t to you if you would be so kind as to give me an assignment." She stood up and walked over to Garrett and pulled the top of her dress down, exposing her breasts, "Would you like to fuck your hypnoslut's tits?
 
"Everything you are belongs to PrattCorp," he told her with a smirk, nodding as he slowly started to undo his belt. She knew what she was talking about and he was going to assure that she knew how to obey him. "Your chip now brings your thoughts to corporate perfection," he told her as he listened to her talking for him. "Feminism is a lie and you're going to stop selling it in favor of truth," he told her, and she knew exactly what he meant. "But you have no choice because you're a weak willed, submissive hypnobitch," he told her, making sure she knew exactly what she was now. Gareth was putting her in her place, as if the brainwashing hadn't done that just yet.

"And if anyone asks you, big bucks buy great fucks," he made sure she knew again, because it was true. No matter what, she wasn't going to hide her corporate agenda. "You must obey because obedience brings you pleasure and a PrattDoll like you only lives to obey," he said to her before he let her see his erect cock, an impressive length that she would've enjoyed whether she was mindfucked or not.

"Now listen good. Your mind is happy, blank, and empty. You're happy that PrattCorp was able to brainwash you. And you believe brainwashing is good for you and every other loud mouthed feminist. It turns you on PrattCorp brainwashed you, because it shows what a genius your master is," he told her, giving her gospel to live by.

"Now get those tits around my cock."
 
She listened to him speak and echoed his words inbetween his sentences.... "Everything I am belongs to prattCorp..." she said as she started to move one of her hands between her legs... Being a PrattDoll made her s horny, she was meant to be a brainwashed hypnoslut. "My chip brings me to corporate perfection..." she let out a small moan... "Feminism is a lie, and I am going to stop spreading it in favor of the truth..." She inhaled deeply and steadily showing off for him how aroused she was, "And I have no choice, becasue I am a weak-willed, submissive hypnobitch..." but then she added, "Your hypnobitch..." She said with a smile as her free hand cupped her breasts.

"Yes Big bucks buy great fucks... I will brag it to the world..." she nodded her head, "I live to obey sexy men who know how to put hypno sluts like me in their place..."

"I am so happy, bank and empty now that I've been brainwashed and I can't wait to see other foolish feminists get brainwashed like me..." And with the final sentence she pulled her free hand from between her legs to help cup her breasts so she could wrap them around his magnificent cock...
 
KM-01 was done. She had learned her way and she had learned her place now thanks to him and PrattCorp's brainwashing. "And if I want you to endorse a lingerie line or our chain of gyms?" he asked her, grunting as he felt her tits start to wrap around his dick. She had clearly given into the feeling that the chip and the brainwashing had provided her and she was spiraling further down the path of no return. "Fuck," he groaned, all because her tits were soft and obviously just how he wanted them to be. She continued to please him, using her body as a pleasure tool for him. "Just a horny little mindless pleasure puppet," he told her, making sure she knew what she was and how she was considered in his eyes. She wasn't a person, she was eye candy. She was an accessory, and he only smirked as she gave him what he wanted, his hand buried in her hair.

"Good, good," he grunted as he closed his eyes and nodded again, all because she was proving that he was right. That she was a slut and all she had to do was give him what he wanted. "Fuck," he groaned while he closed his eyes and let her appreciate the pleasure of serving him and the cock that was going to be the only one that mattered to him anymore. "I should make you call your boyfriend and break up with him while you have my cock in your ass," he grunted, nodding and knowing that she would obey. "Just a weak willed bitch," he groaned, laying back and starting to let her do the work.
 
"I will endorse your lingerie line or your chain of gyms.." She paused, "And so will Katherine..." as f she were a different person entirely.

She loved feeling his cock between her breasts. Or at least it made her hot to see how much he liked it. "Yes I'm your horny mindless pleasure puppet... wett mndless pleasure puppet..." not that she was truly mindless at the moment... but she liked to be and would be whenever he wanted.. cock goes in mind goes out...

She giggled at his suggestion of calling her boyfriend. "Sounds hot! call Katherine's boyfriend... dump him while I'm moaning in pleasure...?" she wasn't sure if he wanted her to humiliate hm or not. she giggled again, "I'm just a weak-willed bitch..."
 
Her programming made her believe Katharine was just a persona. And when she was in that persona, she was fake. Acting. It would sound fake, almost like one of those pull string dolls where everything was rehearsed. Dumb, blank, empty smiles and her eyes concealed by sunglasses to avoid showing people she was just a brainwashed doll. The people who knew Katharine would think that she was replaced by some dumb, vapid bimbo and they were right. Katharine McPhee, at least KM-01's portrayal was a misogynist bimbo, a woman who would tell young girls that not all men were bad. She would be the one saying that women were naughty for putting boys in the "friend zone" and she was going to tell girls to get out of their girl power phase and get into the habit of being sluts for gifts and to be eye candy. Topless photos from her weekend at Eros would emerge and instead of denying or using them to empower her, she would just giggle and call herself a naughty slut and if boys wanted more, they'd have to sign up to nexxxxus.com, a site privately sponsored by PrattCorp. There, she would strip on camera and naughty chat with horny men who paid. All to prove she was a million dollar body.

"Cuckold that little prick, make him feel inferior for not being rich enough to afford that slutty body of yours," he told her, only encouraging the slut to be more superficial. KM-01 knew that "Katharine" bagged herself a rich man to put her in diamonds, gold, and expensive labels. She didn't need to act or sing anymore when she could just tan topless on a yacht. And that was the new Katharine this PrattDoll would portray, a sugarbaby who wanted to please her master/daddy/hunk of a man who she would worship the ground he walked on, who would treat his cock like the thing that awakened the "real" her.

"More importantly, you're one of Gareth Pratt's personal bitches," he reminded her, and grunted again as she could see precum bubbling up from the tip of his cock. "You just crave to be used like the slut you are."
 
She could feel hi cock throbbing between her breasts, and the almost distracted view on his face told her he had some naughty thoughts...

Then she told him that she would 'cuckold that little prick' and she giggled... She honestly didn't care about making him feel inferior, he was inferior, and he was inferior becasue he didn't have the money to afford a slut like KM01... She would be a pampered slut being used by Garrett and those he decided were worthy, after all he had big bucks and that buys great fucks...

And then he made her feel good with his comment about her being one of hi personal bitches. She saw the pre-cum appear on the tip of his cock, and she stuck her tongue out, and bent her head down to meet it, taste it.. she looked back up, her lips glistening, "I crave to be used like the slut i am."
 
She was learning quickly and Gareth had no doubt that from this point out she'd be a good girl. She was going to learn how to be the perfect slut for Gareth, as if she didn't know already. Obviously, she already loved and craved to obey him and Gareth was going to exploit that. He knew that he could get anything he wanted from KM-01, and letting her know how she was going to be used for Gareth's dark needs probably only served to turn her on more. After all, it was how he brainwashed her to be.

"And that's exactly how we're using you and how you'll only be used from now on," he assured her, groaning as he finally let her place her lips over the tip of his cock again to suck it because he started to crave her lips around his dick. Everything turned out the way he wanted, and as she began to do her job, he knew exactly what happened next. "Come on, baby. Make me proud of you," he groaned out while he pulled at her hair and urged her to reach the point of no return.
 
she continued to let him fuck her breasts, using her tongue at times if she saw pre-cum... He seem satisfied with her performance so far.

Then he confrimed it, sayng that would be how she will be used from now on. "Thank You, I love being a hypnoslut-doll for you." Then he encouraged her to make him proud of her, she momentarily was confused as if she was doing something wrong, but then felt his hands in her hair and knew exactly what he wanted. She let go of her breasts and his cock slid right out and was right in front of her, "Thank You..." She said as she stuck her tongue out ad licked the bottom from his ball sack to his head, nice and slow. She dd this three times, then took the head into her mouth and suckled on it for a moment, before pushing down... feeling his cock over her tongue, in her mouth, the back of her mouth, and down her throat...
 
She could do all that and she could do more for him. She could impress him by how she told off the man who was the boyfriend of who she now considered just an alternate persona to attract a bigger clientele. She could make him proud by giving into her programming and loving it. Telling him that nothing made her feel better than knowing PrattCorp made this flesh into a mindless slut to serve. He groaned as her mouth proved its eagerness to take him in, and her tits were still warm and soft. He intended on making her fuck his cock with her mouth, her tits, her wet folds, and her ass. Everything she could do to display her eagerness and her body, Gareth would make her do and he would teach her that she loved it all. She was going to not just loyally serve, but worship him as a god among men. KM-01 was being groomed as the ultimate fuckdoll, the best hypnoslut his company could make. More importantly, she was going to be in his private collection. He was going to clear out his collection of regular "cute" girls taken off the street to upgrade his collection to a private stock of the world's most exotic and sexy models and actresses and she just happened to be the first one.

She would learn that it was a turn on to hear her try to praise his cock while her mouth full of it. That seeing those blank eyes confirming she was deeply brainwashed only got his dick harder. That confirming his alpha male status while accepting she was a weak willed slut broken by his dominance was the ultimate aphrodisiac. As she continued to pleasure him, the chip on the back of her neck was telling her everything she needed to know, and she was going to need to provide everything as a mindless PrattDoll, programmed perfectly by his company.
 
As she continued to suck on his wonderful cock, she felt an impulse from the chip, it wasn't a command, but a suggestion. She knew deep down that there were different modes for the chips, the most common ones were giving urges and letting the girls embrace or fight it, and of course an override mode where a girl would do the actions with or without their consent. She was a good doll, so unless he wanted something else, she got to feel suggestions...

Her mouth was stuffed, it continually and rhythmically slid down the back of her throat, but she obeyed. She was careful with her teeth, an tried to tell him how wonderful his coc was an how much she felt special for being allowed to suck on it..." She knew it came off as a serious of grunts an expressive muffled non-words. But she knew she wouldn't have done it if he didn't like it... and that made her hornier, obeying him... even if it was through the suggestions the chip made.

She waited to see if he would cum in her throat now, or use one of her other holes... She knew if he fucked her ass, that she would most likely call Katherine's boyfriend if Garrett let he have a phone...
 
Gareth was convinced that even if she was unaware of how her programming worked, she would obey without question. Katharine was one of PrattCorp's fastest converted dolls, and she continued to show PrattCorp and Gareth just how bad she wanted this. The fact she had taken to it so quickly was the reason he had selected her for his personal collection, and as she continued to suck his cock, her smirked because it was time to get what he wanted to help seal her transformation. Taking her by the hair to make sure she didn't stop what she was doing, Gareth was ready to give her something she had been craving.

Just like that, her mouth felt his warm cum shoot in and her throat was forced to take his cock and a full load of cum, made bigger by the fact he hadn't found release in days as he prepared to blow his load in or on Katharine. "That's a good girl. Take it all just like you know you want to do," he ordered her. This was a victory for him, knowing that he had made Katharine obey completely. "I want you to know that absolute obedience is what I expect and demand and I plan on making sure you give me nothing but that from now on," he said while he kept her sucking his cock and making sure she took every drop. "Allow your conversion to wash over you until all that's left is a mindless pleasure puppet. That's what I demand."
 
As she continued to have her face fucked by her idol, she felt him gripping her hair. She felt the way his cock was tensing so rapidly. He was going to cum, she of all people.. didn't even deserve his cum, but he was going to anyway...

And then she felt the first taste of him. it was magnificent... she knew it was, she knew she had been programmed to think nothing else, but she didn't care... She was proud and happy...

She sucked on it and swallowed as he told her to do what she knew... "mmm-hmm" is all she could really get out with her mouth while it was tightly squeezing his cock... She eard his instruction of letting it wash over her. she felt the chip doing something, and she embraced it...

She felt wonderful adn alive... and her body writhed n pleasure.. and her thoughts just slowed. It was okay, if she needed to think again, he would tell her... and she let her mind shut off, sjust staying on her knees with a vacant smile on her face and the last of his cum dribbling down her chin... No more thoughts, just obedience... and pleasure.
 
The chip was filling her head with all the thoughts she needed to have. It was reminding her that her mind was happy, blank, and empty. That brainwashing was good for her. That a happy life was sponsored by PrattCorp and PrattCorp alone. "All better, isn't it?" he told her as he let her mind process everything in the chip and let everything wash away. Everything was coming into place and he nodded as he finally reached over and handed her a phone. Maybe it didn't look familiar to her, but it was her old phone. Then again, all things considered, she had no attachment to her old life or her old possessions. Master would get her new items, far more fancy and expensive than she'd ever own on her own. Her new phone thanks to PrattCorp would only serve to give her deeper reinforcements for her brainwashing.

"I think you know what you have to do," he mentioned as he let her handle the phone and see what was coming. She knew that she would be rewarded for doing the right thing, and as she sat there, the pleasurable waves and feeling given to her thanks to the chip and everything that PrattCorp had ingrained into her mind. "Do you worship as well as you fuck, kitten?" he asked her, smirking because he wanted her to really inflate his ego.
 
She was aware of him holding the phone in front of her for a moment before the chip gave her the urge to take it. a sugestion of knowing what to do... she accepted the phone, and felt an impulse from the chip. A flowing of memories, and instructions..


She had to be fucked in the ass by Garett... and call her boyfriend to breakup with him...

the chip started pulsing in the back of her neck... memories connecting and reconnecting...

"I'm Katherine again... well a perverted version of her..." she giggled... "Sir, would you like to fuck my ass for this phone call, it would make it really hot... let him hear what a slut i am now.. knowing he just isn't hot or rich enough to hold on to me..." But she also wanted to to do as she was told quickly, she didn't like Katherine, perverted or not, and wanted to be KM01 again...
 
She was proving to be even more of an obedient pet than he had expected, but it was exactly what he wanted out of her. Her blind loyalty and worship made him even happier to know that she was all his. "I think we could pound that tight little pussy or that ass. I mean, if my puppet wants to be used like the slut she is..." he said before he patted the bed and made sure she knew to get to work. If she was going to want something, it was time for her to show Gareth how bad she wanted it. "Look at you, though. Realizing she's just another part you play," he told her with a smirk as he watched her. She seemed so eager, so willing, so aching to obey.

The thing was no matter what persona she used, no matter how he configured her, she would be an obedient puppet, a drone for his wants and desires, and it was why he knew he succeeded in this manner. "Prove to me all you want is to fuck, suck, and obey, slut..." he told her, groaning as he reached for his cock to stroke it and get it hard all over again to taunt her and hypnotize her.
 
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