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B.A.R.B.I.E. (Ruphhausin x deliliah)

deliliah

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Joined
Feb 7, 2017
Location
New England
Mistress Dominique had just finished with her toy, plugging his ass while telling how he wasn't a real man if he was letting a woman like her fuck him. And then the bell went off, “session is over.” and she pulled herself out. “have a nice day, see you next time.” she giggled as she wiggled her fingers goodbye at him, there was amusement in being totally abusive and sadistic in one moment and being friendly and cordial as the bell went off, plus it encouraged the paying customers to come back... One hour was $250, four to five sessions a day five days a week, life was good.

Mistress Dominique steeped into the back, and slowly removed her corset, catsuit, thigh high heels, ad her opera-length gloves and switched to black yoga ants, a hoodie and a pair of sneakers... Mia left the room.

Mia went to the gym were she worked out for about an hour. She left ad it was about 2am. There was a van parked next to her sports car. She was suspicious. As she got to her car, the door opened. A man in his mid-twenties steeped out... He reached out to grab her arm, she withdrew. He stepped forward and grabbed, she sidestepped and kicked his shin. He tumbled to the ground... She moved in quickly and jumped up and came down on the back of his ribs stomping him with both her feet. She knew at best he had bruised ribs, at worst, broken. Taking a step back she ran up and kicked him in the nuts. “Really dude, gonna try and kidnap, rape or whatever me? Fuck you, I ain't that easy...” then she felt the prick in her ass... and saw to other men, one with a dart gun... “mother fucker...” she said as she started feeling light headed and started having tunnel vision... she was falling down as she heard the two men making fun of the first....
 
"Damn. No wonder the Colonel picked her. She is a perfect subject for the Program. Jack, you alright? I guess we can say you were.. on the ball..."

"Two balls! That equals three strikes... but against her or you, Carl!"

The banter and crude jokes lasted for a few minutes, but eventually they moved to help him up. Even though the two men were laughing, they were thankful that the Clinic paid for everything. The one man was helped up by the third, and he nodded tentatively. He was glad that the bitch hadn't been wearing any hard soled or steel toed footwear. He still was going to be hurting, but the Clinic would take care of that. The three men gathered Mia up, knowing full well who and what she was. They were able to take their time, as there were so few people in the parking area, but "taking their time" was fast to others. They knew she would not be waking up any time soon, which was of great benefit to them. As the one man started the van, they soon headed to the rendezvous point.

In a city like the one they were in, there were many ways to make someone disappear without ever leaving at all. They stopped in a parking garage and switched out to a different van, and soon were moving to take her to the Clinic. Of course, they had her wrists and ankles bound, secure so that even if she tried moving it wouldn't be productive to and for her. The two men in the back took turns fondling her in her sleep, talking about what was going to happen. They drove around in total for about an hour, at the same time her car was taken. They had handed the keys to the driver who was going to take care of the other van, and her car would soon become, like the soon to be former Mistress Dominique, the property of a very intense man.

"So she is going into the chair as soon as we get there?"

"That is what the Doctor said. She is going to get the full primary over the course of the next day. They even got a special outfit ready.. per the Colonel's instructions. She is going to get the strongest and most potent of the B.A.R.B.I.E. procedures, with all the modifications. But he also wants her just aware enough for it to be thoroughly affecting her throughout the process."

They turned down the street, soon getting to the clinic. Two of the men moved her, four others ready to help if she was "playing possum" and made any attempt to make a break for it.
 
She wasn't sure how much time had passed... but she started to wake up. immediately she realized her arms and legs were bound... She squirmed for a moment. she heard the men make a comment on how she was definitely awake now...

She tried to pull herself into a ball almost fetal. she essentially pulled herself away from one of the men... The man who was closest to her torso, held tightly... she kicked both feet forward. She heard him yelp. "Suck my cock, asshole!" She said to him hoping she gave him an instant hernia... Though she recognized him as the same man she beat up in the parking garage...

She turned to face the others... she wasn't sure what she was going to do with her arms and legs tied up, but she wasn't going to make it easy on them... Then there was a spray shot in her face, it smelled like flowers... she giggled... and a little more... She heard one of them say to hurry up, it wouldn't last long... she felt them pick her up and somehow that was hilarious, she started laughing, she couln't stop...

she was aware for the chair, and them securing her arms and legs to it, the seat belt, but it wasn't worrisome at all, just kind of.. funny... but after a minute or two, her laughter became giggles again and then slowly her normal mind reasserted itself... "So of a bitch... Let go of me... by the time I'm done with your balls, you'll wish I castrated you!"
 
The three men had worked very well together, even with the teasing of earlier. Now, as one of the four men now dressed in scrubs made certain all the restraints were in place, the room was decontaminated. The restrains were very secure, and Mia wasn't going anywhere. in face any movement at all was intended to add in what was going to happen next. The three men who had broked her there, also in scrubs, were very amused at how she tried to threaten them. Greg, the other of the three, just simple laughed in her face as he retorted.

"You are not going to be doing anything to a man that he doesn't already want you to do, bitch. I am so glad that we get to stick around and watch some of this..."

Soon they were shooed out of the main part of the room, going through a door that was to the control room section for everything. The other three "orderlies" started to get the first of the various monitoring devices connected, the various nodes placed on her temples, arms, legs, and chest for monitoring her as they moved about. They then slowly put the VR unit onto her head, securing it behind her head to get started.
 
The only bright spot so far was watching her 'victim' kidnapper struggling to breathe and stand. She wasn't sure what they were doing.

one made an ominous statement about doing stuff to men that they don't want. Fuck that shit. She was going to get her revenge, if nothing else, she was good at making puny men regret crossing her.

She felt the cold of the sensors they were attaching to her... and she felt the helmet being put over her head... Seriously? What is you issues?" she tried to shake it off her head, but nothing happened...
 
"Commence with the full first three sessions. with the requested modifications paid for."

In another room, one that monitored what was going on, a voice came through a speaker close by.

Initializing B.A.R.B.I.E initial conditioning program, sessions one through three, with additional subliminal aspects.

The voice, decidedly female, had a snarky attitude in the tone. The VR helmet tightened a bit more around Mia's head, the mask part soon over her mouth securely as well. A set of scents were coming into the helmet as the program started for her, the beginning of the subliminal and not so subliminal mind control starting. It targeted those areas where she was most vulnerable psychologically, stimulating pleasure and pain centers in just the right proportions. It showed her pleasing images as well as sounds for when she thought obediently, discouraging and denial related as well as painful consequences for not doing as told. It wouldn't eliminate all things, but it was only the first part of the night and day that the chair was used on her.

At the same time, they used transdermal injection at regular intervals, the biochemical and biological compounds starting to work on her to make her more sensitive in the ways the Colonel wanted as well as to aid in the "coaxing" of genetic improvements of her. That would be slow, and only to his direct specifications. He knew about it because he was part of the developers that perfected it. Eventually, invasive surgery wouldn't be needed for "plastic surgery", nor would skin grafts be needed. That was what some of the project was doing, and there were many people who would look the other way over how such "blessings" came about. Soon enough, she would look damn near perfect, as well as a few other improvements.
 
She fought against the restraints. "You fckers, i swear to god you'll pay for this!" then she heard the words.

snarky female voice said:
Initializing B.A.R.B.I.E initial conditioning program, sessions one through three, with additional subliminal aspects.

The helmet tightened to her face, words appeared before her, 'B.A.R.B.I.E initial conditioning program, sessions one' it took a moment as the screen went in and out of focus for a moment until it was crystal clear... Then she felt the pieces in her ear push in deeper... something covered her mouth, and a pair of tubes pressed to the inside of her nose, an odd scent filled her. she felt a bit light headed, almost like she was about to pass out, but not quite. But it stopped her from being able to focus and think like normal... Then several needles pierced various places of her body... it was painful but not enough to clear her head of the lightheartedness...

Then the words faded from her vision... and the first session began to play...
 
Utilizing a blend of aversion "therapies" and the standard mind and body response cycles, session one started with multiple layers of altering her responses. Of course, in will make it where it will be impossible for her to act out as she did when she was taken and brought there, and will make her a little easier to handle. It wasn't everything, rather just was giving the strongest blocks in place to prevent her, as the session put it, "shamefully abusive behavior toward males". It put her into dream sequences where her actions were put forward. adding layers of negative results for every "improper response" down to the thoughts and language she would express in them.

At the same time, her body was slowly coaxed into some of the changes. She was in very good shape already, and subtle tightening of some muscle groups through nerve impulse firing as well as dynamic tension like responses and expression gave her body more sculpting while at the same time keeping feminine lines. Also, the tightening extended to coaxing her to begin involuntary actions, like doing kegels and other related exercises to help tighten up both her pussy and anus more.
 
she seemed to fall into a sleep, but not entirely. Like when you are about to wakeup, but you are still in a dream, except she couldn't tell one from the other... The dreams were chaotic. Sometimes sexual sometimes not.

She didn't really understand what was happening in many, but she felt like her mind was soaking it up like a sponge. her behavior was sometimes shameful, and she knew she should be better. But she somehow knew a better way. her mind lost in a fog of lust and ...not-lust? it was hard to explain.

her body felt tingly. She couldn't really understand why, but somehow the dreams made it seem like it was okay. time was weird, sometimes the dreams would seem to last for days even if it was a few minutes... but sometime a few minutes would seem to last for days, time wasn't right to her. to memory dreams and memories clashing...
 
Soon, most of the men had cleared out of the transformation chamber where Mia was in the chair, with two techs the only ones in there. As they moved around, they also took liberties themselves as the voice came through from the other side of the two way glass.

Initializing deeper REM stage, and proceeding to escalation of mental and physical adjustments. Focusing on target areas, and commencing Second Level!

The deeper state, where it would ingrain into her reactions even though she was kept aware, began. A secondary program also was being laid in, that would ingrain verbal and nonverbal cues that would modify her behavior when needed. The sexual content of what she was shown and was being stimulated by, escalated as well, and more blending of pain, pleasure, humiliation, and degradation was added to aspects as well as altering her responses to being bound, suspended, deprived of pleasure and sense stimulation, and much more.
 
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