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     She parked her car christina across the street from her home and brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice walked across the street to her house. She opened the site front door and walked naughtyoffice in. She closed brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice the door and locked it. The nanomachines were telling her brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice what to brook do They were brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice giving her a plan for tomorrow. She went upstairs christina to her bedroom totally ignoring her dog who was barking and yipping at brook her.
     The man zipped brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice up his pants and site sat down in one of brook the chairs to christina wait. He figured that the brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice five girls that Rachel had selected would arrive within christina an hour or so. He looked at Rachel who brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice continued to lay bent christina over the desk and smiled. His plan was going off without a hitch.
     He walked brook over to the wooden cabinet brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice and opened one of the site doors on it. He took a small case off the shelf and took a brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice hypodermic needle out of it. The brook needle contained a brook strange blue colored liquid site. "Since you naughtyoffice are no good at pleasing me in brook the kitchen brook I brook guess I'll have to wipe brook your mind brook clean and brook start from scratch." He said as he took the needle out of its case. He went over brook to where the rope that the woman was tied to was brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice hanging. He turned a small knob on a steel panel built christina into the wall and brook the woman was lowered a couple of feet. She was hanging about three site feet off the floor now. "Master. Please. Not that christina. Anything but that.." she cried out.
     Finding nothing in the kitchen she started brook searching in the living room for something unusual. The only thing she saw that was out of the ordinary was that site the couch had hair on brook it. She could tell by the color of it that it was Max's christina hair brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice. He had a habit of sleeping on the office couch brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice and with Rachel gone naughty Molly was not surprised by the condition of the couch one bit. She continued her search of the house brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice but after searching every room she found nothing to suggest anything besides that Rachel had just disappeared.
     Molly pulled brook up brook into brook the driveway of her house. She got out of the car and went site inside her house. Her two cats brook immediately greeted her, but backed away when brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice they caught the scent of site Max. The site main reason Molly didn't take Max to her house was because he hated cats. He would christina chase them around and try to kill them. Molly brook watched as brook her cats scurried off then she went to take a shower.
     She walked towards the door. She brook was naughty about halfway there when she felt something prick the back of her neck. She turned around to see someone dressed in a heavy coat with brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice a hat and sunglasses. She immediately felt site sleepy and soon collapsed brook onto the dusty floor naughty. The man picked her up and walked over to brook the door and opened it. He smiled as he hooked her arms to a couple brook of chains that hung down from the ceiling naughtyoffice. "Youll make a nice addition to my collection..." he said just above a whisper.
     Molly could see the woman more clearly now. She site was naked and seemed afraid brook of the brook man. She was shivering despite the room being so christina warm. When the man looked at christina her, her eyes would widen in fear. Her blonde hair had been cut and cut very badly; it was short in some places site and longer in brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice other naughtyoffice places. Molly watched in horror as he brook withdrew a hypodermic needle from brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice his coat and went christina around behind site the chained up woman. The woman started crying as he took the cap off the needle. He inserted it into the back brook of the woman's head and injected the contents into the brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice base of her skull brook.
     He began site whipping her hard and good christina. Every time the whip cracked over her, it stung her skin. She cried out each time the whip contacted naughty her tender flesh. Molly could see through her tears that look of joy on his face. In his brook eyes was the brook look of brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice pure enjoyment. He continued to whip her for several minutes until her body christina was covered in welts brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice and bruises. She was crying and bleeding from a couple areas on her brook body. He walked behind her and office withdrew another needle from his coat brook. Molly felt christina a prick somewhere in the back of her head and soon she was crying out . Her head felt like it was on brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice fire. Whatever he brook had brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice pumped into her made naughty her feel like her brain was going to explode. She christina started convulsing and brook all her thoughts started to fade away. Her memories started to disappear brook as well and soon she slipped christina into unconsciousness.
     It had christina been two weeks since Rachel and five students from her class had disappeared. A search site had been brook underway for a week and a half, not just to find the six missing women but to locate a friend of Rachel's named Molly Simmons brook as well brook. The FBI was searching for another naughtyoffice woman as well. Her name was Cindy Weaver. she had been missing for christina over a month. There were no witnesses and few clues to where christina all christina these women were. One thing that they all had in office common was that christina none of them had acted strange the last time they had been seen. It was like they had just vanished into thin air.
     They left the mansion before dawn. He brook drove a rather beat up looking car brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice so as not to draw christina attention to brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice himself. As he drove brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice he thought of his plan. It was a very elaborate brook plan to plant many slave agents in several cities around the world. They would be given darts filled christina with a new type of nanomachines. This new type of nanomachines didn't need to be injected into the back of the head. They would select targets that they deemed worthy and shoot them with a dart . This meant that christina he didn't have to do it himself anymore and brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice since the new method didn christina't have the need for a needle to be placed in the back of a woman's neck the agent didn brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice't need to even get close brook to the target.
     Inside it was all one room. The room looked dusty and old. There was a few pieces of furniture in the christina room brook including a large old bookshelf full of dusty old books. He pulled one out brook and the bookshelf slid back to reveal a large passageway. They walked down brook a naughtyoffice long flight of stairs until they came to a large steel door. There was a keypad on the wall next to the door. Angela watched as he typed in a brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice rather - long password. After he finished punching the pass code a small panel brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice opened up to reveal a fingerprint scanner. He placed his brook thumb on it and a beam of light passed over brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice his thumb. The door slowly opened and they went inside brook.
     "Master? Where are we going to brook hold brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice the auction?" Angela asked the man. "I have bought an old warehouse not far from here. When brook Jennifer brook arrives with the new slaves I will began selling off brook the old ones." the man said. "How is the next set of darts coming site along?" he asked her. "We have eight made so far christina." she said to - him. "Good. I will brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice be sending agents out with five brook darts each christina. They will be planted in different cities. It is unlikely that many people will notice brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice five women missing from an entire city. Women go missing all the time brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice in large cities." he said. Angela had to brook admit to office herself christina that it brook was a christina good plan indeed brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice. "I guess if things go brook well we will be getting a lot more office slaves, master." she said brookchristinanaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice to him. He smiled brook "Yes we will..." he christina said.