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Patty Decker

"Yes, I could ride with Carmen!" Patty exclaimed. She found herself very excited to have such an opportunity. She so longed for companionship.

As they exited the diner Patty noticed Isaac's car, a shiny, new, black BMW Roadster convertible. For a moment she considered asking if she could ride with him. But she had already committed herself to ride with Carmen.

"Wow, Isaac, you have a cool car!" Patty declared excitedly. Patty then blushed realizing how juvenile such a statement probably sounded to someone as sophisticated as Isaac. Patty wanted Isaac to like her. For some reason that was very, very important to her.

As Isaac got into his car Patty followed Carmen to another beautiful automobile, a late-model Lexus. Patty was certainly impressed by both of her new found friends. But this time she kept quiet, hoping to appear at least a little bit sophisticated.

Patty enjoyed the feel of the Corinthian leather seats. She had never ridden in a luxury automobile.
 
Carmen

Inside the car..

"Thanks for riding with me Patty, I hope it isn't an inconvience?" Steering the car out of the parking lot, I followed at a little distance, already knowing where we were going.

"I met Isaac at the cafe exactly seven days ago. Amazing how you can meet someone at the same time and place every day and order the same thing... I must sound predictable huh?" I flashed her a smile and a quick glance.

"I'm still a little nervous going places alone.. Living in a city and all is much different than the country side, but you get used to it." I made idle conversation, asking her questions about herself but nothing too nosey.

I followed Isaac further and further to the outskirts of the city, moving past old buildings now converted into Penthouses and sedate neighborhoods until Isaac stopped his car. The apartment was tasteful but classy, it fit his operation rather well and having helped him decorate the place, it set the perfect set up.

"Ready?" I shut off the car, turning to her. Hopefully she didn't run, she seemed genuinely impressed and relaxed for the most part.. but still a scared filly ready to bolt. "Thanks again, I've wanted to see this collection since he mentioned it but I have yet to make friends here..that is until now." Giving her a smile, I opened the door and stepped out to face Isaac.
 
Patty Decker

"No inconvenience at all. I'm so glad Isaac agreed to let me come along. And I really appreciate you driving, Carmen. I'm even more predictable. A real creature of habit. I eat at the same diner every day. I guess I really ought to try something new," Patty rambled on as Carmen drove.

Patty wasn't even paying attention to where they were going. Patty responded enthusiastically to every question Carmen posed. Patty was grateful to have someone with wich to share a conversation.

When they arrived at Isaac's apartment, Carmen asked if Patty was "Ready?"

"Ready and willing," Patty replied with a laugh. Both women exited the car to face Isaac.

"Thanks again for letting me come, Isaac. I am so glad I got to meet the two of you. And I really want to see your artwork."
 
Isaac

((I'm really sorry this took so long. All hell broke loose here and I had enough trouble finding time to write, let alone the opportunity to post anything))

He drove at a decent pace, but slow enough not to lose them in the traffic of the city. Carmen's suggestion was a good one, and it was evidence against the two of them conspiring against this young woman.

When he arrived, he parked his car and waited beside it for the two of them to arrive as well. When they did, and Patty thanked him he smiled. "You are quite welcome. If you two will follow me, we can get something to drink, and view my collection."

He led the way into the building, and into the elevator, to arrive on one of the upper floors. He chatted with them idly as they ascended the elevator, and then showed them to his suite as they reached the right floor.

"Now, what would you like to drink, Merlose, I think I might even have some Pelee Island wine... Very good actually."
 
Carmen

Distracting Patty proved to be easier than I had originally thought. Smiling, I walked with her around the open living space inspecting his paintings while Isaac doctored up the drinks. I hated the drug myself knowing how badly it effected the stomach and vision but it was our only choice.

I took the offered glasses from Isaac's hand and thanked him as I passed the correct one to Patty. Sipping the wine, I gave a little moan of appreciation. "Very good, thank you. So how about a tour? I have to admit I know little to nothing about these paintings but would you endulge me and share their origins?" I flashed a smile that promised more than I was supposed to 'deliver' but I could not help myself where it came to him..

"Patty?" I turned to her, eyeing her glass to see if she had drank any yet? "Would you like to hear their history too or am I boring?" Friendly, honest in appearence, I almost felt guilty for what was going to be done to this girl. But beauty, even classics much like her features proved to be, were in demand.. And I knew that the one who seen her, wanted her at all costs.
 
Patty Decker

"I really don't know much ablout wine, Isaac. I'll have a glass of whatever you think is best."

Patty felt very comfortable with these two. She realized they were much more worldly and experienced than she. Her hope was that she would not make a total fool of herself.

Isaac returned with the wine. Patty took the glass offered her. She really was a novice with wine. Her parents didn't drink.

Patty was impressed with Isaac's apartment. The paintings were quite impressive. Everything about the apartment indicated culture and refinement. Patty was so glad she had taken the opportunity to get to know Isaac and Carmen.

"I'd love to hear all about the paintings. They are so lovely," Patty replied, taking a sip from her wine. "MMMmmm, this wine is really good."

Patty took a longer drink from the glass.......
 
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Isaac

"I'll open a bottle of the Pelee Island then. For a Canadian product it is very good. I picked up a few bottles last year when I was on the island, acquiring a piece of art." He poured and handed the glasses to Carmen, subtly indicating which was the drugged glass.

The drugs would take a few minutes to take affect, so he showed her some of the pieces he had hanging on his wall. For a man that dealt in sex slaves, he had exsquisite taste in art. None by the big name artists like Picasso, but the artists were none-the-less very talented.

He yammered on about each piece, watching Patty for the signs she was falling under the drug's affects.
 
Patty Decker

Patty followed Isaac around like a little lost puppy. She was fascinated by the worldly wisdom of the man. She didn't understand much of what he said about the paintings - technique, medium, school - all terms beyond her limited education in the arts.

Patty noticed a ringing in her ears. She was having trouble following the conversation between Isaac and Carmen. They seemed to be smiling at her. Patty tried to smile back. But, suddenly she felt dizzy, disoriented. She was going to ask Isaac if she could sit down, but no words would come out. Wine didn't normally affect her so severely.

Patty wobbled, falling into the wall. She could feel Carmen's hands helping her to stand. Patty appreciated the kindness of the woman.

Carmen took one of Patty's arms, while Isaace took the other one. That was the last thing Patty remembered. Then the world went dark.
 
Isaac

He tried to hide the fact that he was expecting her to collapse like she did, and hoped Carmen would as well. As she did collapse, they were both there to catch her, as any normal person would, to save her from falling to the floor. Of course what happened next was far from Normal.

They brought the unconcious Patty down to the cars again. Once there, a rag was lightly doused with chlorophorm and laid gently over her mouth and nose. She'd need to be out of it for a while, and the drugs might not last that long. Next was the drive to the airport, to head back to Isaac's base of operations. For the price Isaac was asking for, he felt it would be unfair if he refused to process an order simply because the woman was too far away. And the risk of being caught from halfway across the country was minimal.

Their client had arranged for the charter flight departure area to be cleared, so that the three of them could board their plane unhindered. To the security cameras, it would appear to be a business man and his younger wife, accompanied by their assistant, not the abductors they really were.

On board the plane, they could once again relax, and talk privately. Patty was layed out on a sofa, with an IV needle in her arm, keeping her unconcious. "When things get started, we're going to try putting you in as a captive as well. There's no danger of it ruining the process if she finds out about you, and much to gain. Any objections?" He asked Carmen as he sipped another glass of wine.
 
Carmen

I knew the routine of his training well, and knew he would need help with Patty if it was to succeed.. Of course Isaac was persuasive when he wished to be, it was only a matter of time. That machine brought back quite a few memories for me as I assisted him with boarding.

"I believe it would be best to treat us both like a captive, Master." I spoke softly in thought. There were so many things I could do to help this process along, perhaps even lower Patty's defenses a little concerning the machine...

The flight took the rest of the day and into the night, but the accomidations made the trip pleasant and relaxing. Packing things into the car that awaited us, I once more helped Isaac move Patty from the plane to the car and strapped her in. She was a pretty young girl with alot of potential for the Client, I just hoped she had the back bone to with-stand the training.

"We're ready, Sir." I eyed Isaac for signs of weariness.
 
Isaac

He smiled at Carmen. She had made a lot of progress, and adapted to her new place well. When her training was finished, she was obedient, but reluctant to call him Master. Now it flowed off her tongue as easily as anything else.

"Alright. Lets go then. We should be home in less than an hour, and then our real work begins." He gave Carmen a kiss and patted Patty on the head. "Stay in the back with our guest, make sure she doesn't bump her head or anything." He held the open rear door for her, and closed it once she was inside. With a smile he got into the driver's seat, and they were off.
 
Carmen

Climbing into the car, I did as he instructed with a secretive smile. I remembered as we drove, more and more details of the machine and what it was capable of. I remember my reluctance and defiances... I remembered alot and I regretted nothing of my experiences.

I held Patty against me, resting her head in my lap as I watched her sleep deeply. Keeping her safe from bumps and bruises was important to Isaac and there for important to me as well.

I met his eyes now and then in the rearview mirror and smiled at him. It was strange how a year could change a person completely yet they remain the same....

The car arrived outside the building, a gourney was waiting outside for our arrival. Looking over the desolate location, I seen nothing to alert me to being followed or spotted and relaxes visibly. Aiding Isaac in securing Patty to the bed, we wheeled her inside and into my old cell.

"Do you think she will be easier to program than I? She seems to fit so right into this role, meek as she is but I sense a fighter in her as well..." I generally kept my opinions to myself unless asked but there was something special about Patty.. Her new owner would love this girl.. She would be waking soon enough, I knew I had to get myself into the next cell ajoining hers and lay down soon but I wanted to make sure Isaac had all he needed first.

I glanced between the cells seperated only by a plastic type glass but identical rooms. I would hate being in here, knowing I could remain seperated from Isaac but I would do this for him anyway.
 
Isaac

"She may give in easier... but that may not be a good thing. You fought until you learned exactly what was expected of you. You exhausted all avenues of resistance. If she doesn't, her training might not be as effective. If all else fails, you can help strengthen her resolve. Make her WANT to fight it." He grinned.

He saw her eye the cell warily, and understood some of her concern. "I'm sure we can arrange some time when you are not in the cell, or in the chair." He reached over to cup her ass affectionatly.

"There's something else I've been thinking about since we took off, and on the drive here. A small change to the way the chair works. But that will come later, there isn't enough time to explain it all."

He opened the cells doors and picked up Patty, walking her into the cell, he layed her down on the bed. When Carmen was in her own cell, he closed the door and left them alone. Patty would be waking up soon.
 
Carmen

Laying down, I pretended to be asleep as my mind whirred almost loud enough to hear outside my head..

What changes had he made? This was curious to say the least. A smile curved my lips, thank god I was turned away from Patty, I liked that chair!

He was correct however, she had to fight it to be broken. Accepting it leaves no spark or fire in a person, a lifeless acceptance was not a happy one.

His promises of later kept me silent and non-pouty. Later would be suffice if that was his wishes. I drifted in and out of sleep, wondering how this process would go this time? Not even I knew all that had been done to me really, just ideas. I couldn't wait to see his process.
 
Isaac

He had been toying with an idea during the flight, a way to modify the pavlov system, since he was going to have two subjects, rather than the one.

The question is, would a person choose stimulus for another based on how that person chose stimulus for them, even if the means to bring about this stimulus was something unpaletable. In practice, his idea was to link up the two subjects, Patty and Carmen, and instead of having Patty's reactions determine the reward/punishment for herself, Carmen would be the one to experience it. And if Carmen shocked Patty, would Patty try to shock Carmen, even if it meant not fighting the indoctrination audio? It was quite a conundrum, with too many variables for a starting subject, that would need to come later.

He planned the first session to make then go through it together, but individually, like Carmen was used to. He would have to order her to fight it, or else Patty might see she was giving in to it too easily. By all reports, Patty was a smart girl, and a tell like that so early in the program would ruin any chance of seeing how well an approach like this would go.

After that first session, he would probably not force Carmen to go through it every night with Patty, instead letting her out of her cell to fuck, work, or plan their next moves. He would ask her opinion on this new approach later, and get her input.
 
Patty Decker

Patty awoke, unsure of where she was. Or why?

The last thing she remembered was looking at the paintings in Isaac's apartment.

And now she was.... She didn't know.

Her head ached. Maybe it was the wine she'd had. Maybe this was a bedroom in Isaac's apartment.

Patty looked around. She saw Carmen lying in a bunk like hers. But they were separated by a plastic wall.

Patty felt a sense of dread. Something was wrong. She couldn't exactly identify why she felt it, but she knew it to be true. Something was definitely wrong.

Patty screamed, "Hello! Carmen, Isaac, somebody! Can anybody hear me?"
 
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Carmen

I lay there awhile letting Patty call out a few times, waiting for the perfect moment to rise. I had to make this look good and had taken a smaller dose of Isaac's drug to at least be paler.

Groaning I rose slowly from the bed to my hands and knees, looking at the bed.. I remember this bed.. Wouldn't smile though, that would give it away...

Moving to sit upright, I rubbed at my stomach and flinched from the lights hurting my eyes.

"P-patty?" Glancing around, I let my eyes widen as I stared across the room to hers with astonishment.

"Where the hell are we?.. I dont feel...well." Sitting back a little on the bed, I did little to rile myself. After a few seconds I manage to get to my feet and stumble slowly across the room to the glass partitian. Pressing my hand to the glass, I pushed a little, studying the case.

"Jesus!" What else could one say?
 
Patty

"Carmen, what happened? Where are we? Where's Isaac? Did he do this?"

Patty's mind and mouth were working in quick disjointed questions. She still felt groggy, but was beginning to feel a rush of adreniline.

She still didn't know where she and Carmen were. Or why? But Patty felt certain the turn of events was not good.

She walked over to the clear plastic partition between her "cell" and Carmen's. Just that simple act took all her strength. She sank to the floor beside the partition.

Carmen was there, on the other side of the partition, but she seemed to be in the same drained physical state as Patty.

And where was Isaac? He had seemed like such a nice man. Could he possibly be the one behind this current perdicament?
 
Carmen

She sank to the floor as did I. Sitting back to back, I could hear her as clearly as she could hear me, at least this would make things easier. I had not yet questioned Isaac about anything, even this cell..

"Maybe it's a j-joke?" I stammered. "Do you remember anything?" Sounding as hopelessly lost as she.

"I don't understand this either..." I rubbed my temples to try and relieve the tension and headache.. I hated this medication.

"We should try and get out of here.." I murmured breathlessly, as if in pain. "Where ever here is."

I was silent a moment, "Let's not p-panic just yet.. there has to be a logical explanation how we got here.. in here."
 
Patty

"I remember looking at Isaac's paintings. I remember drinking the wine."

Suddenly an idea occurred to Patty.

"Maybe there was something in the wine. But why would Isaac do something like that?"

Patty tried hard to make some sence of the situation.

"Do you think this is part of Isaac's apartment?"

She rubbed her aching head.

"Maybe it is all just a joke. Do you really think so? Maybe he's just playing games, trying to scare us."

But Patty didn't sound at all convincing. She knew something was wrong, even if she was unsure of the exact nature of her plight.
 
Isaac

The door swung open as Isaac walked into the room, with a cheerful look in his eyes. "Good morning ladies, I trust you slept well? Bare in mind it IS morning simply because I say it is, I could leave here and come back in an hour, say it is the evening, and it will be. From now until your stay with me comes to an end, I will control everything about your environment."

He walked in front of Patty's cell and looked at her. "I apologise if the present situation scares you, it was not meant to do so. Unfortunately, there is little I can do to assuage your fears, and in fact they will more than likely increase as you learn more of why you are here."

Then he moved infront of Carmen's cell and looked at her. "If the sedative from the wine has made you nauseas, I apologise, again it is one of those things that couldn't be helped. I doubt the two of you would have come willingly, especially you Carmen." The irony of that statement was not lost on him, and he had said it specifically for that reason.

Moving back to the center, between the two cells, he kept talking. "You are here because 2 of my clients requested that you be here. You see, I do deal in art, just not the sculptures or paintings you had assumed. Instead I deal in the art of human indoctrination. Human female to be precise. When you leave here, you will be obedient, easily aroused, willing slaves to my clients."

He paused in his speech to give Patty time for that to sink in, and for Carmen to choose how to react. After a few moments, he continued, ignoring any questions either asked. "Do not try to break the walls of your cells. While they may look to be simple plastic, they are infact a very durable polymer. It would take a rather large drill sometime to punch a hole through them, and if you haven't noticed, you are exactly one drill short of actually having a drill." He smiled.
 
Carmen

I had to hand it to him, he was intimidating still.

"Pardon? Are you off your rocker?" I glared at him, hoping that I could pull this off without a hitch.
"Obedient? A slave?" I chuckled with little mirth as I sat where I was, back to Patty. "You've got to be kidding.. Open these up and let us out.. Even if this is 'funniest home videos' or whatever, I dont find it amusing any more."

It was hard defying him after all this time, but he had assured me it had to be done and would be alright... Patty was worth this and more to him, to us.. It still felt a little strange, but I would do as bidden.

"You're scaring us on purpose, I don't know what kind of joke this is Isaac, if your name is Isaac, but its done now." Demanding little thing I had become, it felt a little alien after all this time.

I stood shakily to my feet and leaned against the glass. Patty seemed to have a little higher stance with my open defiance, got her back bone ramrod straight.. well mentally maybe. I could see doubt still in her eyes, I had been here once before and knew it all too well.
 
"This is a joke, right?!"

Patty looked at Carmen, taking her cue from the other woman. She stood, trying to appear defiant.

"Let us out of here right now! This isn't funny, Isaac!"

Patty hoped Isaac couldn't here the quivering in her voice. She was more scared than she had ever been in her life. But, at the same time, she felt an inner strength that surprised her. She would fight whatever Isaac tried to do. He wasn't going to get away with this.

"I have classes to attend. I will be missed. If you let us go right now, I'll not press charges. But if you don't, you're going to be in big trouble!"

Patty hoped her tirad didn't sound as childish and petulent to Isaac as it sounded to her. Patty walked to the door of her "cell", pounded her fist against the strong polymer, and screamed, "LET US OUT, NOW!"
 
Isaac

He simply stood there and allowed them to rant. He could see the discomfort Carmen was in at having to defy him, at his order. But she was having the affect on Patty he wanted. She was intent on fighting him all the way now. Good.

"You two are not exactly in the position to be making demands of me. Yes indeed, if I let you go and you promise not to call the authorities, you may or may not keep your promise. I know I wouldn't. On the other hand, if I keep you two here, you will be unable to do so regardless of your intention otherwise."

"As for someone missing you, Patty, you are right. People will notice the dissappearance of both of you. Unfortunately, we are no longer any where near where you used to live. Any search will prove unsuccessful, I'm afraid."

"Now, I wish to make your stay here as pleasant as possible, so you will be provided meals you enjoy, as well as all the comforts I can give you. Training will begin tommorow."
 
Patty

"You are CRAZY! You can't get away with this!"

Even as she shouted at Isaac, Patty was beginning to realize Isaac had gotten away with it. At least he had, if what he said was true. If they were far away from her home, how would anybody ever find them?

Patty felt desperation and depression setting in. She tried to fight it by being as assertive as she knew to be.

"LET US OUT OF HERE THIS MINUTE!"

Isaac just smirked at her. Patty knew her screams were getting her nowhere.

"What kind of training are you talking about?" Patty asked, somewhat meekly, resigned to the fact that she could do nothing about her current predicament. But if Isaac gave her any opening at all she would escape. Maybe she and Carmen could overpower him. After all, there were two of them and only one of him.

She'd have to find some way to devise a plan with Carmen.
 
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