MARGARET - LOST FROM HER MIND

BY TURNER2CORNERS

[ part 7 ]

I had kept the worst video for the last. I intended to bring a sharp shock to Margaret brain. This would either break through her shell or destroy her mind.

It was the police report on her parents' death.

I had to be there with her as the video played. It wasn't to see her distress. It was to provide comfort to her as she will need it.

I went down the stairs to the basement. I had to time it right so that the video would start while I was in the cell with her.

Margaret was still on the bed. She had no choice being tied on there as she was. The thick cord was deeply imbedded in her slit and anus but she wasn't feeling it. Her face showed where her tears had fallen.

I started to untie the twine around her breasts knowing that the pain she would feel would be nothing compared to the agony that she was about to experience.

The screen showing the blow-job lesson went blank and remained so for a few seconds . . . and then.

`As you can see the car was forced off the road and into the trees, both occupants were killed outright. From the wheel base of the tracks it was obvious that it was a large vehicle, possibly military, as a Humvee has been suggested by our experts.

From what we've been able to ascertain the two persons in the vehicle, Michael and Sonya Wilkinson, had contacted Mr. Abrahams about information they had gained and were on their way to discuss this with him. While they were en-route the accident occurred.

Why they were going to see Mr. Abrahams instead of the local police station we will never know!'

The screen went blank again. There were a few minutes of silence and then Margaret started to struggle.

"DADDY! MUMMY! YOU CAN'T BE! NNNOOOoooooo!" She went limp. I checked her pulse; it was fast but still pumping.

I untied the ropes holding her legs and arms but made sure she was still tied to the bed. I knew I couldn't trust her at this point. I started to massage her legs which I knew would be cramping up at this point. She had been tied for over three hours. Her legs would be weaken by this as would her arms.

As I rubbed her legs I started to hear her sobbing away. "I'm sorry Margaret but you had to know. If it any consolation I'm sure you killed their murderer"

"Why did you do this to me?" The voice was soft and low.

"I'm working on you. Trying to get you back to normal." I told her as I continued to massage her legs. She kicked back at me trying to hit me but being tied to the bed was a hindrance to her.

"I'll kill you! You've no idea who you're up against!" She started to shout at me.

"With any luck it would be Ropeville Council?" I asked her. She stopped kicking me.

"How do you know about that? No-body outside Ropeville knows about that! Who are you?" She hissed at me.

"A friend!" I told her. "I'm trying to help you."

"Oh sure, you're just as bad as Roger. But he couldn't get rid of me!"

"I'm not trying to get rid of you Margaret Wilkinson. I'm trying to get you back!" I said to her watching as she struggled to release herself.

Then she managed to get a restraining rope undone and kicked back at me. She spun off the bed onto the floor, managing to keep her feet beneath her and she leapt at me with her fists flying.

Luckily due to the way they'd been tied she didn't have any force in her arms and I was able to deflect the blows harmlessly. "Margaret, listen to me! I am trying to help you!" I tried to tell her.

"Liar! You just want me! I am not a slave! I'm me!" She shouted out before collapsing in my arms. Then her attitude changed. "I'm sorry master. She managed to break out of my control." The slave was back in charge.

"Slave! Allow Margaret access to her body. I need to talk to her." This was the closest I'd got to Margaret herself. There were a few moments before Slave spoke again.

"I'm sorry master but I cannot find her!" Came the surprising answer.

"I don't believe that slave. Search all the pockets in that brain. She has to be in there!" I instructed her. Her eyes closed as she concentrated. Then they opened in puzzlement. "I don't understand master. She is not within me at all!"

I completed untying Margaret, and I massaged her arms and legs to get the feeling back into them. "Master what happened" Margaret asked me I was getting confused with which one this was and decided that it was the slave Margaret that was created by Roger, I was going to have to find his notes about Margaret and see exactly what happened!

"You need to have a shower and go through some warm-up exercises to help your muscles. I've got some work to do and will bring down your dinner later." I watched her as she painfully walked to the shower area before leaving the cell. I changed the television station to a music one. I didn't want her to accidentally hear the tapes again.

I returned upstairs and went through my emails; I had asked Bill if he'd managed to get any of Roger's journals especially for Margaret or slave 435 as she was recorded – I don't like de-humanitising my slaves, which is why I normally give then a new name. I was glad to see an email from Pauline and Billie-Jo, it seems that they are back in the Ropeville School and are now in the same classroom. One controlled by a certain Mistress Vicki, They told me that they were enjoying re-learning the ropes, whips and restraints that she employed. I also received a message from Melody and the rest of her classmates – although it seems they are now in a separate classroom away from the school. They report now to one of the council – a mysterious number 3. Their lessons were now advance corporate finances and management structures. Although they did say that they were not neglecting their sexual education either.

I wrote off two replies to the girls and the group before retrieving Bill's email.

`Hello Paul – requested details enclosed as text files. Not sure why you need them, but as always will keep mum. Bill.'

He could always be depended on, but then he did act as an unofficial clearing house. I'm just glad that Roger kept a copy of his files with him. I looked at the attachments. 433.txt, 434.txt, 435.txt, and 436.txt.

I opened 435.txt and watched it load onto my system. There was quite a lot of information. I quickly scanned through it.

Subject 435 – This one is unusual in that she sees what is happening to her school friends but seems unmoved by it. This is puzzling as it helps with the processing for the subject to understand that they will also be going through the same procedure.

I put her to the cock myself and found that she wasn't a virgin and lubricated quite quickly, almost at command. I found that she was responsive but her eyes tell me that she's not taking any notice of what is happening to her. I must study her more.

I placed her in the pacifier for four hours. The vaginal and anal probes were set for maximum penetration and her mouth was left ungagged so that her classmates would hear her screams. Nothing! She didn't even cry!

I've received new drugs from a supplier. These are designed to heighten the sensitivity of the subjects' body. Maybe this will start to break this subject.

- Two days of injections and she's starting to feel them! She now reacts when put to the cock, and the machines. In a way she's almost worth keeping. But she is already spoken for – Must investigate her background. Perhaps there's a sister that could be obtained.

- There is a possible problem with this subject. Her parents originated from Ropeville! I hadn't considered this. Although I am familiar with such subjects – see 180 and 205. They need conditioning. I've immediately separated 435 from the group and placed her in solitary (this meant that she was locked into a box with an IV providing sustenance, and no lighting – Purple!) until I can get the equipment prepared for her.

- I've managed to obtain two personalities for this slave. One is a standard slave personality the other is a blank on which I can imprint the basic personality of 435 onto. Then all I have to do is to wipe the existing personality then her training can continue.

- Success. The slave personality is now dominant I've copied 435's onto the new template and edited it. It has also been implanted. I only have to erase her original personality. - Except I'm unable to find it! Somehow she has managed to hide away. I've tried to get the Slave personality to find it but it appears shrouded somehow! All I can do is to impress upon the new template to suppress the original should it re-emerge. I must make a note never to refer to 435 by any other name except Slave or even 435. As continued use of her real name could bring the original back.

So there was an answer! If I could keep on . . . well doing what I was already doing I suppose. I've got no idea where Roger would get blanks for personality templates, I certainly had never heard of such a thing but then I did move in different circles than Roger.

I made of copy of the file and emailed it to Elizabeth. Roger's knowledge of Ropeville was a surprise and I think she would want to know about it. I had also picked up on the other two subjects who were Ropeville girls but at the moment I had to concentrate on Margaret.

I'd given her two links to her own personality - The teddy bear and her name. But I needed more. I flipped the monitor to the cell, Margaret was going through her warm up exercises - this was to loosen the muscles after being tied up - and I could hear her humming a tune. On impulse I recorded her as she performed.

Then a small icon lit up on the screen, somebody was trying to get in touch with me. I clicked on it and a window opened up. It was Elizabeth.

"Hello Paul, I got your email." She said without preliminaries. "I'm worried about how he managed to get hold of templates for personalities."

I shook my head. "I'm sorry Elizabeth but I've got no idea - Roger had his own methods and contacts just as I have. I don't think anyone would know that information."

She shook her head in frustration "It galls me to know that people can get hold of such things. It's a pity that she wouldn't talk to me when we had her here."

I understood her frustration, she was trying to help this girl who wouldn't allow anyone to approach her. And then to find out that she'd been treated with some mind altering drugs to allow the girl to be programmed with two personalities. I thought if anyone might know it would be Bill.

I'm sorry Elizabeth but that's how she was programmed. Not to talk to anyone only to use sign if she had to. There can only be one female slave per person which is why she'd attack any other girl unless ordered by a Master! She was imprinted so that it would be a male not female. A female to her can never be a master! Just a supplanter to be removed, if she fails then she doesn't deserve to be the slave of her master."

"I understand that Paul. But how can you get her personality back?" Elizabeth said.

"She needs triggers to bring her mind back into control. I had her back for a few minutes earlier but I lost her again. Where can she hide in her own mind?" I asked Elizabeth

She frowned in concentration. "Well it's conceivable that somehow she's accessed her subconscious mind. This is normally a place that the conscious mind can't access. We know little about the subconscious except that is where we store the inactive personalities in our girls."

"So if somebody had already programmed Margaret with a `backup' personality they would keep it there - sort of making a backup of a computer system on the same drive?" I asked her.

Elizabeth blinked as she tried to picture what I was asking and then her face cleared. "Exactly! Well it's a bit more involved than that. We know that the subconscious has access to the conscious mind which is why the `aspects', as you call them, know what is happening normally."

"So that's where Margaret is! She's stuck in the subconscious mind. And only able to appear when there is great agitation or when the body's asleep. Okay Elizabeth how can I access her mind?" I asked.

But Elizabeth shook her head "It's not that simple. If she's in there after all that's happened to her she might not want to remain in control."

"So how can I get rid of Slave and this secondary Margaret without hurting Margaret herself?" I had to ask the question, but I though I knew the answer.

Elizabeth shook her head. "That's the one thing we can't do. The Slave and `Margaret' personalities are now a part of her. We can modify them but never remove them without harming the real person inside her!" She looked at me - well at the camera on her system -and said. "If you destroy them then you've destroyed the girl as well!"