Claire opened the door to the large apartment she lived in and walked over to her room to check the private voice mail. Seeing there were no new messages, she walked to the office next to her room and knelt down in the doorway. “Good morning, Master.”
The male sitting at the desk looked over, pulling his shoulder length hair out of his face. “Good morning Claire; it felt so cold last night without any of you here.” He motioned towards the living room with his head. “I had to call in a Bunnie to cuddle with me; you know how I hate sleeping alone.”
Claire looked up at him and smiled. “I’m sorry Master; I had to work late for Mistress’ latest find.”
He took a sip out of his coffee mug and returned the smile. “Yes, I received her report this morning. Thank you for helping her Claire.”
He motioned for her to get up and follow him. Walking towards the kitchen, they saw an African American girl around the age of twenty cooking breakfast in a tight green dress and very high white platform heels. He pulled a seat out for Claire and motioned towards the Bunnie. “Have you met Bianca? She is one of the in house Bunnies. She was wonderful last night, great cuddler.”
Claire smiled over at the girl, who looked up from making tempah bacon to smile back. “No I haven’t; it’s a pleasure, Bianca. She turned back towards him as he sat down next to her and put plates down in front of them both. “She is beautiful, where did you get her?”
Looking down at his mug as Claire poured them both more coffee he paused for a moment in thought before answering. “She goes to the local college. I saw her on TV one night; she lost one of those shitty reality shows, but it was a local version, which is even cheesier, and came home. Stunned by her beauty, I decided she would make a wonderful Bunnie. So a few days later she ‘disappeared,’ leaving a note about leaving to go find herself because of her loss.”
Claire smiled, putting two sugars in her coffee. Bianca walked over and put down a few hash browns with tofu baked on them and a biscuit. She placed a similar meal on Master’s plate, he nodded to her, and they both dug in.
Bianca knelt down by the table awaiting further orders. He ran his hands through her long, blond hair. “Bianca you can make a plate also; please be seated quietly.”
She got up, adjusted her tight blue dress, and walked over to get a plate. Claire noted to herself how beautiful the girl was again, her green eyes were big and doe like, pleased to find people she found attractive all around her.
They enjoyed their meal quietly, making small talk; Claire caught him up on what Kimberly planned for Jess. The three of them ate and talked; Bianca finishing up quickly so she could clean up and await further command. She knelt down in front of her Master, perfectly programmed for this. “Master, how may I further serve you?”
He smiled down at her and thought for a moment. “Wait quietly dear; I have to attend to Claire.” Bianca remained knelling, living only for her next command.
He next turned back towards Claire. “Claire, I have some things to do this morning, I want you to go about your day. We will catch up tonight.”
Claire smiled. “Yes Master.” She then turned and walked towards the door, watching it slide open. Stepping out, she went to commence her day.
William went back over to Bianca, who was still kneeling obediently. He leaned down and kissed her forehead.” Dear, why don’t you give me a blowjob now and we will continue our day.”
Bianca did not even bother to reply as she pulled his shorts off and took his cock in her hands. She stroked the shaft, getting it hard. Letting her fingers run down the smooth hardness of it down to his balls, she then let her tongue run underneath the head, moving downwards, until she reached his balls again, taking them into her mouth and pulling them in gently before licking up under the shaft back up to the head. Bianca popped it between her lips and started to suck on it, bobbing up and down until he came in her mouth.
Donna Angelina had just walked into her office and set aside the morning paper when the phone rang. She closed the door and sat down at her desk to answer the phone.
“Good Morning, Guidance, Ms. Angelina speaking.”
The Arab man on the other line said her keyword, “Bunnie Hop,” and she immediately straightened, sitting very still in her seat. Her long shoulder length brown hair fell to the side. Donna’s head tilted a little to the right as she spoke. “How may this Bunnie serve, Sir?”
“Jessica, would you please come to my desk, I have a guidance slip for you.”
Jessica Kanko scoffed at her fourth period teacher. “Oh god now what the fuck does she want?” she thought as she walked up to the front of the room, her new pointy toed heels clicking across the dirty white floor. Ms. Park handed her the note; it said to report immediately to the office. Jessica rolled her eyes and walked out of the room. She could not stand her guidance counselor. Ms. Angelina was twenty-nine years old and hotter than almost every girl in the school was. Many of the boys ogled her all day long, taking attention that should be on Jessica. In many ways, Jessica was jealous of her huge 34D breasts and perfect clothes and nails. Sometimes she even seemed inhuman, not real. Jessica stopped in the hall to giggle at a girl she had deemed “fat” but in reality, it was more because she weighted in the triple digits.
She opened the door to the guidance office and scowled at the women at the secretaries’ desk. “Her hair is fucking disgusting, how any man could ever want her; back to the trailer tonight for her.” Getting to the end of the hallway, Jessica Kanko knocked on the door. She opened the door and walked in, scoffing at the way Ms. Angelica’s chest wanted to explode out of her sweater. Luckily, for the rest of humanity, that would be one of the last moments of free will Jessica would ever abuse us with; she did not have any time to say anything rude before the chloroform was over her face and she slumped over, a needle injected into her arm.
The middle-aged man driving the van turned to his passenger and nodded towards the back of the van. “What’s this ones name?
The passenger scratched his balding head and looked over the paperwork on his lap. “Jessica Kanko.”
They turned into a parking garage, immediately turning off to the left side. The driver hit a button, opening a garage door. “How the fuck old is this one, like fifteen?”
The passenger looked over the paper work again. “Shit you wish, freak.” He looked down the first page. “…she’s seventeen…damn…Ms Head Bitch wants them younger.”
This got a laugh out of the driver as he turned off the car. Suddenly the bottom dumped out of the garage and they were moving down in the floor, it becoming an elevator to the underground. After a few minutes, they reached the bottom and all was quiet for a few moments until the door opened, a purple haired girl waiting, smiling at them.
Jessica followed Arianna quietly; she was to obey everything like a good girl did. Her stride was very sexual, very confident. One of the first things the powerful subliminal CD’s had taught her while under the even more powerful drugs that foregoes her will was that she was sexy and that she should show it and be confident about herself. Pride was one of the founding ideas of The Pleasure Bunnie Corporation and Jessica hoped to exude it; maybe one day she would get to serve. Her walk with Arianna through the halls caught the eye of many a male and female, some nodding approvingly (which sent a shiver down her body), some eyeing her up and down.
Around lunchtime if she had the time to, Claire liked to take a swim in the indoor pool in the complex. Its primary function was to train Bunnies that had been custom-ordered to be quite tone or fit. Claire found it relaxing to do some laps, regaining her focus and determination. She always thought about keeping going, never stopping in her quest to prove herself to her invisible enemies. It was her goal, to prove herself worthy to her Mistress. Everyday she would keep at it.
The halls bustled with noise as the one-minute bell rang. Chris had just gotten back from lunch. He was sick of cafeteria food; even a new food service had not made things any better. All was well though because as he walked down the hall he could see his best friend Jen standing at his locker, looking down at the ground attempting to hide from the attention of anyone around her.
“Hey.” He quietly said as he hugged her. She dug her face into his shoulder, glad to see a familiar face.
Jen pulled away as she heard the late bell, but not because of the late bell. She could have cared less about missing her gym class. “How did things go yesterday?” She asked him almost in a whisper.
He smiled at her. “Surprisingly things went well. Kimberly is great; we went out to eat. She is getting married believe it or not.”
Jen frowned. “Oh, I guess that is cool. What about with queen cunt?”
Chris laughed, suddenly noticing there was no one else in the halls with them. “That went ok too I guess. We are going to finish up tonight. I haven’t seen her all day, I really hope she is here; I don’t want to have to do all the work myself.”
“Alright you two love birds, off to class.” The faculty member on hall duty admonished them from down the hall. For some reason everyone always thought Chris and Jen were dating, when in fact that could be farthest from the truth. Their friendship had always been just that, friendship. They hugged again and went their separate ways, Jen to cut gym to go skate in an abandoned warehouse a few blocks away, Chris to his biology class.
Arianna took Jessica into the doctor’s office and went right to the receptionist’s desk. The woman at the desk was in mid thirties, tall, with red hair and very firm breasts. She had been the receptionist for Dr. Bedford before the Pleasure Bunnie Corporation had employed him. He felt at ease, and completely comfortable with her and very attracted. Of course, that involved programming her to be his obedient co-worker and sex slave but she was reasonably happy with it, even though programmed into her. Both had been divorced and had eyed each other many times. They had told each other of their feelings on the day of her kidnapping, coming back as his obedient sex slave.
“Good morning Brenda” Arianna said with a smile. She nudged Jessica forward a little with her arm so Mrs. Bedford could see her. “This is the new Bunnie; she has an appointment with Dr. Bedford.”
Brenda blinked a few times, her green eyes staring at the laptop in front of her. She typed a few commands in with her neatly manicured nails chirping against the keyboard. Suddenly she looked up. “Yes, she has an appointment with Master; go right back he should be there.” Arianna pulled Jessica by her arm again, smiling at Brenda as they made their way to the back.
He looked up at the clock. “1:15. Some days, it just passes by too quickly Bianca.”
Looking over at Bianca cuddled up to him he kissed her forehead and pulled her tighter. She ran a brown acrylic nail over his ear, pushing aside the dark, shoulder length hair to play with the lobe.
Everyday the owner of The Pleasure Bunnie Corporation William Cullen took a nap from 12:30pm to 1:30pm. Lunch was at noon and then he lay down for an hour with whichever of his roommates was around. There was Kimberly, whom was his lover, best friend, and slave, Claire, Kimberly’s pink haired best friend, and employed worker, the purple haired girl Arianna, Kimberly’s personal slave, who had recently gone under a bit of voluntary Bunnie training.
On a day like this when no one was around he would bring an “in training” Bunnie or one of the in house Bunnies to cuddle with. William could not stand sleeping alone, and most days it was rather plutonic if it was not one of the three girls mentioned above, but Bianca had just been too beautiful. As he let out a soft moan when Bianca ran her nail over his ear he made a mental note to up her buying price a real fucking lot.
“Thank you Bianca you have been wonderful.” He said to her as her kissed her pout brown lips.
She returned the kiss, putting her head up against his. “Master I live only to obey. My only purpose is to serve.”
He smiled at her. “Yes Bianca, that’s true.” He paused for a moment, caressing her hair, and head. “Do you remember your previous life Bianca?”
She closed her eyes at his touch and replied. “Master, I remember everything.”
William kissed her forehead and sat up; it was almost time to get back to the real world. “Oh, I was just curious.” Again, he paused before continuing. “How does that make you feel?”
This time Bianca paused for a moment too and looked away, remembering her old life. “Well, I was always pretty happy I guess. However, after I lost I felt so useless and fake. The local press had been very hard on me and I came down hard on myself for my imperfections. That was when you found me and gave me a new purpose.” She sat up and put her head on his shoulder. “Now I am a Bunnie and exist only to please. I am very happy now and I feel useful.”
It always felt good when they say that William thought to himself. “That’s one of the things I like giving to Bunnies. While you and I both understand the paradox of finding happiness through being brainwashed and reprogrammed it has been a very pleasant side effect of the whole situation.”
With that thought, he got up and motioned for her to follow. “I should really get dressed and get back to work Bianca; I have some phone calls to make and a progress report to write for Alexis’ new owner. Thank you, really, Bianca you have been wonderful company.”
With that, Bianca knelt down in front of him. “Master, how may I further serve you?” She looked up lovingly at him and smiled, she was happy in her new role.
William stepped away for a second to pull on a pair of pants and toss on a button-down shirt. “Go back to your room for the afternoon, you have earned the free time dear. Tonight you will go to your regularly scheduled programming session.”
She looked down submissively and responded. “Yes Master, I exist only to serve.” William went back to his office and checked his email, making a mental note to grab a bottle of water in a bit. Bianca dressed, slipped on her collar, and made her way out into the hallway.
After strapping her down on a med bay bed, Arianna told Jess to sleep, and that she did. After a short while, she woke up slowly trying to discover where she was.
“Ugh my head, what happened to me? Where am I?” She tried to remember what happened but found she could not recall anything past a name and a vague history of her life. “What the fuck? Why am I strapped down?” she said as she realized her predicament.
All of this changed suddenly when the door opened and the good doctor came in. Suddenly she felt at ease and calm. Dr Bedford was in his fifties and very handsome. Tan, very trim and fit, he looked about ten years younger at least. He had short, brown hair with a goatee of the same color. Jess forgot what she was thinking and stared at the man, remembering she was here for an appointment.
Dr Bedford looked at her clipboard and smiled at her when he looked up. “Good morning Ms. Kanko; you are here for a preliminary checkup.” He looked over at Arianna, who was sitting at a desk in the corner typing something on a computer. “Arianna can you please un-strap her and then elevate her to a sitting position.”
Arianna turned her chair around and smiled at the doctor. “Yes Sir, of course.” She walked over, undid the straps on Jessica’s arms and legs and walked over to the wall, pushing a few buttons on a console and Jessica’s chair moved up to an upright position.
Doctor Bedford smiled at her, always pleased with her assistance when she was around. “Thank you dear, please assist me as needed.” Arianna muttered a “Yes Sir” and put on a white lab coat that was in the closet next to the desk. Dr. Bedford turned to his patient and ran a hand over her left cheek. “Now Jessica, you will sit quietly while we examine you. Any question I ask you will answer. Any order I give you, you will comply with without hesitation.”
Something in Jessica’s head made his command feel very good. “He really is sexy, and so confident,” she thought right before automatically saying “Yes Sir.” As he wrote something down on a clipboard, she thought about how easy this exam was going to be.
“But how did things go last night?”
Of course, Jess had no showed class. After the way things went last night, Chris was not that surprised. Why should she, he was the big dork and she was the big slut, that is just how it worked. Chris sighed and rolled his eyes at his biology teacher. “She showed up, insulted one of my friends, and told me I was a nerd in about six different ways. Look, I will just do the work. You can even put her name on it; at this point I don’t care.”
She nodded and leaned in towards Chris. “Between you and me, I just want to get rid of her. She is by far one of the worst students I have ever had. Just finish the work and bring it in Monday, Chris.” She wrote a few lines on a note card. “Here is my personal email; if you want you could even email it to me.”
Meanwhile, around the same time, Jessica’s examination was moving along quickly. This was only a short exam to give enough information to every department to be able to plan for her programming, which would be in a month or so. Dr. Bedford had performed a battery of tests and taken some readings, including her blood pressure and various brain readings. Soon he left the room, leaving Arianna and Jessica alone.
Arianna jumped up on the counter and smiled at Jessica. “So I have some questions for you Jess, and then I have a few tests to do. You will be good and behave while I do them won’t you?” Jessica nodded quickly, her hair falling over her face. Arianna jumped down and walked over to her placing her hands in Jessica’s and smiled at her. “Don’t worry dear, it will be all over soon, and then you can rest. Soon enough none of this will concern you. In a way, we will be sisters. But you’ll learn about all of that later.”
Arianna went back onto the counter and picked up the clipboard next to her. “We are going to pick up where the doctor left off and finish up Jessica.” She looked down at the clipboard to see what question the doctor left off on during his work. She found it after a moment and looked up. “Jessica can you tell me when was the first day of your last period? Do you have it regularly? I’m on birth control pills to regulate mine.”
Before Jessica could answer, Arianna leaned to the side to open a drawer and pull out a remote control with a JK on it in magic marker. Jessica answered her question passively. Arianna smiled and hit the button labeled “O,” which gave Jessica an amazing orgasm.
When she recovered, Arianna was staring at her smiling. “Very good Jessica; when you answer a question or perform a task obediently, you get to orgasm. Pleasing is pleasurable for you isn’t it dear?”
Jessica thought about it for a few seconds. It seemed to make sense in her head. Pleasing people gives me pleasure. She nodded in agreement.
After a few more questions, Arianna got down off the counter and walked across the room to where Jessica was strapped down. She picked up a needle and pricked one of Jessica’s fingers. Un-strapping the girl from her restraints, Arianna motioned her towards the bathroom. “Dear go over to the bathroom. Inside you will find a small container. I want you to urinate in it; we need a urine sample to determine what drugs the college boys have been giving you at parties recently when you are cheating on your abusive asshole boyfriend.” Jessica stared at her with a confused look; nothing Arianna said made any sense to her. Arianna frowned “just go piss in the fucking cup.”
Next Arianna led Jessica to the outfitting department. Here Bunnies received programming for any sort of fetish wear or permanent ideals about dressing and were simply outfitted and clothed. The man who ran its name was Paris, a gay male in his late thirties.
When they walked into the room, Paris was standing on the side of the room getting his cock sucked by a male Bunnie. Arianna stopped Jessica and paused by the door to watch the slave suck off his Master.
In and out of the slaves, mouth went his Masters cock. Arianna leaned against the wall watching the goings on in front of her. She absolutely adored watching males play with each other; it turned her on so much. The male Bunnie took his Master’s balls in his mouth and started to lick up towards the shaft to the head, letting it pop in between his lips, letting the cock harden. In and out of his mouth it went, an inch at a time pressing up again the walls of the mouth. After a few minutes of his head, bobbing up and down on the cock in front of him the Bunnie kept sucking and sucking until he shot a load of cum down his throat, he obediently drinking it down.
After commanding the Bunnie to clean himself up and go prepare for his own training session Paris walked over toward Arianna, awkwardly dressing himself as he walked.
“Hello Ari, that color looks wonderful on your hair.” He had the grin of a man who had just had his cock sucked. Walking towards them across the room, he paced around Jessica eyeing her up and down. “She’s quite the catch, a bit on the young side though.” He put his hand up to his chin and thought for a moment. “Oh I just know how to do this perfectly! Kim sent me the specs for her, this will be divine.”
Suddenly he was heading towards a computer across the room, sitting down and typing in a few commands. After a moment, he looked up “Ari, could you strap her in for me please?” Arianna strapped her into a large machine that looked somewhat like a virtual reality machine. It was somewhat a similar device, using images and flashing lights to manipulate the subjects mind and reprogram it with whatever was going into it.
Paris finished typing in the commands, handing Arianna the clipboard with the printout of Kimberly’s specifications. Arianna chuckled to herself; Jessica was getting the full-blown “Girls Gone Wild” look as they called it here. Many foreign buyers asked for a girl like this, large breasts, very high heels, many giggles, very small minds. Personally, both Arianna and Paris found this to be repulsive; brainless bimbos were such a stupid white American male fantasy.
The bright lights inside of the machine immediately overtook Jessica’s mind and put her into a trance. On the screen in front of her messages flashed quickly, reprogramming her mind
And so on and so it went. After about fifteen minutes of this, the machine beeped and it was time to let the girl out. Paris un-strapped her and told her to try to walk over to Arianna. Jessica slowly got up, very woozy and sleepy from the programming session and took one flat step before falling over and passing out from exhaustion.
The programming had worked perfectly as usual. The fact that she passed out proved how intense the procedure was for the girl, it had drained her mentally. These commands would become more permanent when she came back for conditioning, but for now, her training was adequate. Arianna and Paris picked her up together, Arianna cradling the girl in her pale arms. They placed her on a bed to sleep for an hour. Paris sat down to write an email to Kimberly chronicling what had happened.
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