Controlled

[Vagrant]

OOC: This is a thread with a very large mind control theme. My character has a background in medicine and psychology, and he is going to use that knowledge on his victims.

IC: He watched her, like he had every day for the past 3 weeks. He knew her routine, and most other things about her as well. He knew she lived alone, and that she worked out of her home. She was the perfect target. Beautiful and sexy, and so very vulnerable, since it would take some time before she was noticed to be missing. He smiled, he would take her today and start her on the path to her new life.

He followed along behind her, waiting for the perfect time to strike. Waiting for her to be alone. So he wouldn't get caught as soon as he tried anything. He was a patient man. He could follow her all day. And if all else failed, he'd get her when she went home. She was as good as his. He smiled.

 

[Vagrant]

His target wasn't the first woman he had done any of this too. Though he had grown tired of his earlier conquests. The sex was secondary to the process of shaping a human mind into what he desired. For him, that proved to be an erotic experience like no other.

Of course he realised his subjects didn't feel the same at the start, but that usually changed before he was finished with them. Everything he had learned about this one told him she would be a very hard nut to crack, though that could be wrong. He was looking forward to it either way.

To hear her scream for her release, that people would find her, and rescue her. To see the defiance in her eyes, and the way she pulled at the restraints. It was like a dance, and he was leading.

He would remain calm, no matter what she screamed at him, or how she cursed him. He would simply stay calm and proceed as planned. She would be a prisoner in fact if not in appearance. She would stay in a very well furnished room, though her training would not be conducted there. And she would be served very fine meals.

This of course would be in direct contrast with her training sessions. At least some of them. Some could be done from the comfort and security, though false security, of her room. By the end, she won't even question it when she is brought to her training sessions.

At least, that is how he plans it.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Annette

Character Intro:

Name : Annette Johannsen
Nationality : Danish
Occupation : Art Student
Age : 19
Height 5'9"
Build : Slight
Hair : Copper Red, Long
Eyes: Green

Stats 34C,26,32

Backgorund, Solitary female, taking a student exchange year at the college of Visual Arts, NYC. from Copenhagen.

IC:

'The park seems less crowed today', Annette Johannsen thought to herself as she made her way through though leafy arboretum. The trees of course where bare of there leaves now, being mid winter, and the few remaining dead leave lay as decaying in limp dark brown patches on the side of the narroe path that wound around the central lake.

It was a particularly cold and miserable day, and the rain fell in a fine persistant drizzle, the weather contributing somewhat to the lack of people passing her. She pulled her coat around her and quickened her step, eager to reach the warmth and comfort of her small yet homely apartment side just to the southside of the recreational grounds. An elder man walking his dog paused momentarily to allow it cock its leg against a tree. Tugging the lead to urge it on the dog reluctantly discontinued its task and moved a head of the man seeking another patch to complete it's previously interupted business.

The man nodded and smilled as he passed her the dog now urging the man forward, almost in revenge for his earlier action. Annette smiled politely back at him continuing on her way.
She could her the dog yapping willfully behind her, but the sounds grew fainter as the distance between them grew. The wet asphalt path stretched ahead of her, devoid of another people. A chill wind blew from across the lake, driving the fine rain and hair into her face. She paused to wipe her eyes....

 

[Vagrant]

OOC: FOr now all that is really needed of his description is that he is a well dressed man in his late 20's.

IC: He looked around breifly, seeing only the man and his dog, and the woman. He figured the elderly man could barely see five feet infront of him, and would pose no threat.

He readied the one thing he would need to capture her. A specially modified slap patch. Much like those that are used to help smokers quit, except it had a stronger adhesive, and instead of nicotine, there was a strong tranquilizer. Due to the mode of entry to the subject, it would not knock her out for a few minutes, though it would affect her quickly.

Quickening his pace to catch up to her, he smiles. When he reaches her he puts one of his hands over her mouth to stop her from screaming or otherwise alerting anyone, and the other presses the patch to her neck.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Annette

:: .. she didn't see her assailant pounce. Before she could react a hand clapped across her mouth stifling her exclaimation of shock and felt something press hard against her neck. She instinctively tried to drop from his grasp making herself limp and trying to slip backwards and around him as she had been taught in self defense classes. Struggling, she twisted about trying to break free, but her attacker held her firmly against his body stiill keeping his hand tight over her mouth.

She tried to bite at his hand, but his grip was to strong preventing her mouth from opening. her hand clutched frantically at the empty air as she reached back trying desperately to grasp hold of something that would provide her with and advantage.

She felt strange, nausious, dizzy, fianally her body fell limp and her struggling ceased....

 

[Vagrant]

"That's a good girl, just relax." He smiled and put her arm over his shoulder. He picked her up and carried her to one of the exits of the park. Arriving at his car he lays hey down in the back seet and drives off, toward home.

When she would awaken, she would find herself in a very well appointed bedroom. Lavish it it's decorations and amenities. But there were no windows. A TV monitor was set into the wal, behind a smooth layer of pexi-glass. With what she had available in the room, it was unbreakable, leaving the TV without risk of being damaged. There were hidden speakers, as well as cameras, all over the room as well, they were currently playing soft music with a low volume. Currently the music was simply that, music. But it could be laced with subliminal messages if her captor wished.

Air vents line the waals close to the floor, one every five feet or so. Not big enough for a human to crawl into, but they could be used to pump gass into the room to incapacitate her.

One final surprise awaits her, she naked. All of her clothes are gone and for the moment the closet is empty.

He waits a few minutes after she awoke to take in her surroundings. Finally, the TV came to life and she could see her attacker's face for the first time. He was a generally handsome man, though he had a very wicked grin at the moment.

"Welcome Annie. I hope you like your new home, because you will be there for quite some time.

I need to ask you two questions. Please answer them truthfully. How things progress from here depend upon your answers.

One, are you a virgin?
And two, are you allergic to any kind of drugs?"

He waited for her response, knowing that it would probably not be answers to his questions.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Annette

When she came to, she found her self lying face down on a large comfortable bed. She blinked several times. Her movements where slow and her muscles ached.

He had a slight head ache and still felt hung over as if she had been out all night partying and was now paying the price of over indulgence.

She looked around the room it well furnished, brightly decorated warm and generally pleasant. 'Very much like a Holiday Inn motel room', she thought to herself.

A TV monitor facing the bed flickered into life and the face of a man materialized as the tube warmed up. He stared expressionlessly at her. Instinctively she grabbed at the bedcovers pulling them up tightly around her body to cover her modesty. The face on the monitor barked at her.

'Are You a Virgin ?'

'Are you allegic to any Drugs ?'

She was speechless for a few seconds and then retorted.

'Who the f&*k are you ? where am I ? what am I doing here ?'

 

[Vagrant]

"Since you are new here, I will indulge your questions, for now.

First, I am your Master.
Second, where you are is unimportant.
Third, you are here to become a horny sex slave.

Now, it is only fair that you answer my questions now. DOn't you think?" He smiled.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Annette

'You're my Master and I'm your Sex Slave. What kind of sick perv are you', Annette exclaimed.

'You let me out of here, right now."

She ran to the wall still clutching the bedcovers and began to scream.

'HELP anybody please HELP!'

she hammered furiously on the walls all the while conscious of the face on the monitor leering at her

 

[Vagrant]

"The kind of sick perv that has captured you and brought you here. Do you know how long you were unconsious? What if I told you that I kept you out for a week? A month? You could be anywhere. And stop that infernal screaming, nobody is going to hear you. Or at least, nobody that will rescue you."

He spoke calmly, sure in the fact that she wasn't going to get away.

 

[Snork Maiden]

'Yeah Mister, well if I was missin a week someone would have called the authorities so you just had better let me go, 'cause when they catch up with you, they gonna kick your sorry ass all over town.'

She continued to Hammer the walls

'Just what do you think you are gonna prove anyway to dumbfuck, whats the matter can't you get girls any normal way, are you a limp noodler, you Pervo', she emphasised the last word deducing from his earlier reply that she had hit a nerve when she had first used it.

'Just fu&kin let me out of here PERRRRRRRRVO.'

'HEEELP, HEEELP, HEEELP SOMEBODY GET ME OUT OF HERE, ' she continued to scream

 

[Vagrant]

"Come now Annie, you're smarter than that. Nobody will come to rescue you."

He chuckled as she keeps calling him a pervo.

"So childish. Anyway, yes I would imagine that the authorities were called after I took you. But it won't do any good. You were brought aboard a private jet and flown out of the country shortly after I drugged you in the park. We are no longer in the United States.

Now please, answer the questions I have asked you. In the end whether you do or not will make no difference. But it might be needlessly unpleasant if you do not answer me. Even fatal."

That was the last thing he wanted, an adverse reaction to one of the drugs he uses was something he wanted to avoid.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Annette

A sense of fear and panic were being to seep over the girl now. He pounding on the wall appeared to have no effect what so ever. If she had been in a motel surely somebody wopuld have heard her by now.

She turned back to the face on the monitor, holding the covers up in front of her and started to plead.

'Look mister please, you've got to let me go. I don't want to stay here I just want to go home. Please let me go I promise I won't ever say anything to anyone.'

She collapsed on the bed sobbing uncontrollably

 

[Vagrant]

He chuckled, but there was no malice in the tone or his face.

"Annie, I wouldn't have gone to all the trouble I did to get you here if I was going to let you go so easily.

And you really don't have to be so modest, after all, I was the one that took off your clothes and brought you into the room. I've seen all you have to offer."

 

[Snork Maiden]

Annette

She drew the bedcloths more tightly around her as her taunted her about her clothing. She felt ashamed, violated, dirty. How dare this weirdo deprive her of her clothes, her dignity, her freedom.

She resolved to be unco-operatative, the bed was warm and comfortable. she woud remain within its protective wrappers and wait to see what her captor would attempt next.

She slowly pulled herself under the sheets and hugged a pillow for comfort, still sobbing she buried her head under the pillow to muffle out the sound of the pacifying music and his voice.

'It's all a dream', she told herself....

 

[Vagrant]

"Hmmmm," he said to himself "She never did answer my questions. No matter."

He flipped a switch which turned on the first of a series of subliminal messages. This one simply urged her to relax and to remain calm.

"I'll be sure to ask again before I start the main portion of her reprogramming."

He turnd the audio feed to her room back on again and spoke to her one last time for the evening.

"Your dinner will be arriving in the dumb waiter shortly. I hope you enjoy it."

About 10 minutes later a chime sounded as her meal arrived, all she had to do was retrieve it. When/if she did, she would discover it was her favorite meal. What she wouldn't know by looking at it is that it was laced with a mild aphrodisiac. As all her food during her training would be, though the potency was quite low for now.

 

[Vagrant]

Mysterious Captor

He watched how his guest went about her evening and night and then went to bed.

He would give her a few days to get used to her surroundings. Providing her every need. All she had to do was ask for something and if it was deemed harmless it would be given. If she ever tried to hurt herself, or heaven forbid, kill herself, the vents along the floor would issue forth knock out gas. To render her unconsious before the deed was done.

He understood that she would feel trapped and in danger. And indeed she was trapped, for there was no escape. But she was in very little physical danger. She would adjust mentally, which was his goal.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Annette

The meal was unexpectedly pleasant, and slowly she began to feel her anxiety diminish slightly.

Finishing her meal she replaced the plastic utensils back in the dumb waiter. Keeping the bed sheets wrapped around her for modesty's sake she glanced uneasily at the Monitor on the wall.

It stared back at her blankly. Looking around the room for some time she pondered over her situation. There didn't appear to be any way of escaping and with little more to do in terms of activity, resigned herself to the fact that she would just have to wait to see what her captor had in mind for her.

 

[Vagrant]

He smiled as he watched her. He left her alone for a time, and finalized some of the things he had planned for her. Though he still needed some information form her, and he was hoping she would give it to him before he began.

Turning on the moniter he smiled. "How was your dinner Annie?"

"If you wish, I can give you some things to pass the time, magazines perhaps."

"I still need that information from you as well." He paused, "Perhaps need is the wrong word, I would like that information, things will proceed with or without it, though I want it to be as pleasant for you as possible."

 

[Snork Maiden]

Annette

She looked up with a start as the monitor blinked into life, The face and voice of her captor filling her senses.

'I i it was fine' she stammered truthfully in answer to his question over the meal. She was feeling more relaxed now, some how the music was comforting to her. 'Some magazines would be appreciated' she continued.

She decided that co operation might be lead to better opportunities to make a break and reluctantly decided to offer the answer to the questions he had previously asked.

'I'm a virgin and I don't have any allegies. OK', she spoke almost defiantly although the truth was she had lost the first round in her battle.

 

[Vagrant]

Mysterious Captor

"Thank you, that wasn't so hard was it?" He smiled, his expression looked genuinely pleased.

"I'm glad you enjoyed your meal, and if you have any suggestions for dishes to be placed onto the menu, don't be afraid to say so. Reading material will be brought to you tomorrow."

Now that she had answered his questions he could go ahead, of course he would now avoid any deep penetration by the machinery, he wanted her Cherry for himself. He could also go ahead with the drug therapy as well, with a clear consience.

"I look forward to the day I can release you from your room, I'm sure you do as well." He smiled again.

 

[Snork Maiden]

She listen to his voice, it seemed somehow less harsh almost placated, She turned from the monitor, hhis final comment rang in her ears mockingly although his tone was again considerate.

She curled up on the bed listening to the music and slowly drifted into a light sleep.

 

[Vagrant]

Mysterious Captor

While she slept, sleeping gas was vented into her room to make sure she ouldn't wake up before he wanted her to. Taking her from the room he brought her to his work area, strapping her to a chair he inserted an IV needle into her arm carefully. Even thoughhe was more than used to doing just that, it was carelessness that bred mistakes.

In the IV was a mild narcotic. It had the unique effect of being addictive, but not in and of itself. The addiction could be focussed elsewhere with careful planning. Even then, some might not even call it an addiction. He wouldn't, since one can hardly be addicted to an idea, which was what he was going to use it for.

He put a VR helmet over her head with accompanying headphones as well. He also put a face mask over her mouth and nose which would keep her drowsy and unable to fully focus, giving the entire experience a dream like quality. The VR display would play a hypnotic pattern which, under her drugged state would easily transfix her if she were to open her eyes, though that was by no means necessary.

The Head phones would play a simple voice recording, synthesised to sound at least close to her own voice. He didn't quite have the equipment to accomplish a complete match yet. This recording would repeat over and over until it was stopped, telling her she didn't mind being here and that she should stop worrying. She was perfectly safe. And other such things.

He started up the program, and the drug started to drip from the IV bag.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Annette

She was on a hill top field full of daisies and buttercups, a soft warm breeze blowing across the grass revealing it self in small waves as the grass rippled. The sky was blue and dotted with high stratos clouds streaking across the blue backgound like ribbons and feathers. A head of her a small copse with leafy birches rose like a dark whale, trailing of to the eastern side of the hill.

She walked towards it, she felt at one with nature, the subtle sweet scent of the flowers and grass filled her nostrils as all around her numerous types of insects buzzed busily between the flower heads, feeding greedily on the sweet nectar each had to offer.

She could hear the birds chirping in the small wood and the occasional rabbit would scamper carelessly through the grass, pausing momentarily to sit up to look in her direction before scampering of through the grass.

She felt an insect bite her and she casually brushed it off. She spun around with her arms held out looking up at the sky and inhaling the air.

To the west the high afternoon sun glittered on the calm hazy sea giving it an almost silvery gold apearance. She was free, unconfined and she was happy..

Slowly the imagery dissolved fading into the familiar soundings of her cell, there was music playing here and the room seemed brighter, warmer. The smell of roses and lavender pervaded the room and there was a window she good look out from, her closets were filled with exotic clothing, fibrant colors and sensous fabrics. She flung self onto the bed. and lay looking up at the ceiling smoothing her hands over the white satin sheets, she felt totally at peace.

 

[Vagrant]

Mysterious Captor

He was pleased with the results thus far and when the program ended he brought her back to her room.

When she awoke the next morning, breakfast would be waiting as well as a number of intelligent and cultured magazines.