A saleswoman walks up with another woman. "This here is one of our current premium bitches. She is a former Victoria Secret model and now she is available for 'new employment'". You were livid, how could you Emily Smith, hottest model of VC be now being sold as a slave. You thought back, the party, your drink must have been drugged. Fortunately the women walked on, relative freedom was still yours. Then two other women walked up, one you remember, Juliet Romero, your arch rival at VC. Juliet, "So the deal has been made you kidnapped this bitch and now I can control her." Manager, "If that's how you want it. We can make it however you want." IT, how could this little piece of shit call me an it. Juliet walks up to the glass and looks at you. Juliet, "I want her mind blanked, ready for reeducation, and I want her delivered to my house bound, gagged, blindfolded, and naked. here is a key to my house and if she is not in my house before I return in three days the deal is off." The room started to smell strange and you felt weak but still awake. Men came in and dragged you off to a dark room and strapped you to a metal chair with a helmet looking thing on your head. The scientist came in and explained the situation. It did not matter due to the fact that only moments later your mind was wiped clean.
You were now mindless and the nice ladies wrapped you up for you new nice mistress. Juliet comes home acting, if you still remembered her, nicer than she ever has. She told you that you are her property and you are now her.
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