Doctor Geber tightened the final strap, securing his next subject to the table. The table was made from plywood and 2x4's, held together with drywall screws. The straps were those ratchet tie downs that auto parts stores sell.

"This table is very uncomfortable!" the woman said.

"Yeah, I know. My brainwashing machine was reposessed, so I had to make a new one from scratch." he replied.

He placed the helmet over her head and secured it in place. The helmet, formerly an old football helmet, had a lot of wires coming out of the back that led to what appeared to be an old desktop computer.

He prepared the next device, which consisted of two smooth, shiny electrical probes that were wired to a homemade electrical device. He had sold his sexual stimulator to pay the electric and water bills, but he was able to build a new one from a junked television and a few parts from the local electronics store.

He inserted the small electrode into the woman's rectum, and the larger one into her vagina. He then went over to the device and pressed a button. The woman jumped a bit, then started struggling and moaning as pleasurable pulses of electricity traveled through her womanhood.

The mad scientist adjusted a dial on the electrical device. This dial had formerly been the VHF dial on the junked television. Now it served to control the intensity of the electrical stimulation. Channel 2 was the lowest setting. He changed it to channel 4, and the woman began to moan louder. Her hips began to move in sync with the electrical pulses. He started adjusting the brightness and vertical hold knobs, which were now used to adjust the rhythm and duration of the electrical pulses.

The woman was now moaning and bucking her hips. Her struggling had ceased, and her body started to glisten with sweat. It was time for phase 2. Dr Geber went over to the computer and turned it on. He waited impatiently as it slowly booted up.

"This damn computer wasn't worth the $35.99 I paid for it!" he said.

Once it finished booting, he loaded his brainwashing program and activated it. The timer estimated about 2 hours and 27 minutes to complete the brainwashing. His old supercomputer could rewrite a woman's mind in less then half the time. The clunky 800 Mhz computer he had bought at the secondhand store just didn't compare. After he double checked all the settings, he went into another room and turned on the TV. He fiddled with the rabbit ears until he could get a picture, then settled in to watch the movie that was playing.

While he was watching TV, the phone rang. He picked it up. It was another desperate telemarketer, who practically screamed at him to sign up for their service. He listened to their forceful, hurried sales pitch before declining and hanging up. They called again, and again. Finally, Dr Geber unplugged the phone and went back to watching TV. Even though he paid an extra $10 a month for an anonymous phone number,, and was on the Do Not Call list, a few telemarketers still managed to harass him. He had once brainwashed a female telemarketer who had been just a little too persistent...

He checked on his subject during each commercial break, and finally, the computer finished rewriting her neural pathways. She was moaning weakly now, and staring up at the ceiling with glassy, docile eyes. Dr Geber shut down the computer and the sexual stimulation device, then removed her from the table. After giving her a few test commands, he cleaned her up and took a picture of her to upload to the sex slave auction website.

Back before the recession, Dr Geber could easily get several thousand dollars for a brainwashed sex slave. Now he'd be lucky to get $200. Still, $200 would put some gas in his giant robot, and buy him some dinner. He loved taking his giant robot out and terrorizing the city, but gas had become so expensive that it was now a rare treat when he could take it out, crush some cars, terrorize the police, and just overall have a good time.

After selling his newest sex slave to a nice couple who were looking for a maid who was into S&M, Dr Geber hopped into his giant robot and stomped his way to the nearest gas station. He fished out the key to the locking gas cap on the robot's ankle and put $180.00 worth of gas into the tank. It was only a quarter tank's worth, but it'd make for a couple hours of fun.

After filling up, and kicking a couple cars out of his way, he left the gas station and stomped over to the nearest burger joint. He kicked a few other cars out of the way and parked next to the entrance. Inside, the normally lazy cooks were pretty quick to fry up his order, partly because there weren't many customers there and partly because he had a 220 foot tall robot armed with laser cannons standing right outside.

Munching away on his burger and fries, Dr Geber stomped down main street, watching people hurrying to get out of his way. The police showed up, and eventually hit one of his gun turrets with a rocket launcher.

"DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH IT COSTS TO GET REPLACEMENT PARTS FOR THIS THING?!" the doctor shouted through the microphone as he crushed the guy who had fired at him with the robot's foot.

A few other people tried to stop him with various weapons, and he smushed them all. The rest of them eventually fled from him. He gleefully knocked over a few small buildings and fired at some people who tried to escape. Eventually though, his 'low fuel' light came on, and he turned around and stomped his way back to his laboratory. It was fun while it lasted.

The next morning, Dr Geber got a surprise visitor. At first he thought it was some angry person whose car he had crushed last night, or perhaps another door to door salesman desperately hawking their products so they could keep their job. However, it turned out to be a woman dressed in a business suit, a rather attractive woman at that.

"Hello, uh..." She looked at the clipboard in her hand. "...Dr Geber. I'm from Giglomaniac Development and Renewal. I have a proposal here to buy your laboratory from you. We want to build a strip mall at this location, and your laboratory is kinda in the way."

"Come on in. I'm sure we can work out something..." he replied.

While the woman talked about the company she worked for, and how they wanted to buy out and tear down his lab so they could build a new mall with all those fancy chain stores, Dr Geber quietly snuck up behind her and put a cloth soaked with chloroform over her face.

"We're gonna work out something all right... You're gonna learn to take 'No' for an answer, you bitch!" he said as he removed her clothing.

Pretty soon, she was lying on the brainwashing table. The straps were ratcheted down tightly, and the helmet was placed over her head. The chloroform wore off and she began to struggle and scream.

He removed the electrodes from the sterilization tank, and shoved them into her ass and pussy. Then he activated the electrical device. He turned the channel dial all the way up to 8 and fiddled with the brightness and vertical hold knobs until the device produced a series of rapid electrical pulses every couple seconds.

"Ohhhh!--Uhhhhh!--Ahhhhh!" the woman moaned loudly each time the pulses hit her. The intensity was too much for her to handle, and her eyes rolled up into into her head. Her face broke into a wide grin, and her hips started bucking in rhythm to the pulses.

He went over to the computer and booted it up. Her moaning at least drowned out the noisy fans inside the computer's case. After the brainwashing program loaded, he adjusted a few settings on it, then activated it. It went to work rewriting the neural pathways in her brain...

Later that day, the woman made her way back to the company she worked for. Her eyes were blank, and she was only half dressed. Barely containing her desire to cum, she made her way up to the CEO's office. She barged in, and then to his surprise, she ripped off what was left of her clothing and started feverishly masturbating.

"Dr---ohhh, Dr Geber doesn't-- ohhhhh,, want to sell! He-- he---ohhhhh he said that if---ohhh goddddd... if we persisted, he'd-- ohhhh he'd brainwash you next! Oh! Ohhhhh... and turn you into some crazed--- ohhh-- dominatrix's houseboy! OHHHHHHHHHAHHHHHH!!!!" she shouted as she brought herself to another orgasm.