Message-ID: <36540asstr$1021759804@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <farleven@attbi.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <5.1.0.14.0.20020517231653.02660420@mail.attbi.com> From: farleven <farleven@attbi.com> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Fri, 17 May 2002 23:17:21 -0400 Subject: {ASSM} New: Who Wants To Rule The World Part 2 ( mc, nc, mf, ff ) x-asstr-message-id-hack: 36540 Date: Sat, 18 May 2002 18:10:04 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2002/36540> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, gill-bates <1st attachment, "Who_Wants_To_Rule_The_World_Part2.txt" begin> Disclaimer: this story contains representations of graphic sex acts, if you find such material objectionable or you are not an adult do not read any further. This story may be archived or distributed through a web site only so long as the site is not commercial, and this notice is left intact and unaltered. I also ask that I be contacted before the story is posted. I write these stories for personal enjoyment and for the comments. If there's something you think I need to work on or something you like please let me know. Flames will of course be ignored. Who Wants To Rule The World? Part 2 ( mc, nc, mf, ff ) Farleven ( farleven@yahoo.com ) May 2002 http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/farleven/www/ A rush of cold air across her chest woke Jenny from another slumber. After the man had left, Jenny and Sarah had each cleaned the other out, though Jenny had to fight down her revulsion at tonguing her friend's sticky slit. They'd waited patiently for Holli to return as they'd been told she would, but after a while they both drifted off to sleep on opposite sides of the bed. Neither was incredibly comfortable with the other after their shared humiliation and intimacy, and few words were spoken till they drifted off. They both rested, but strange dreams flowed through them, and though neither girl could remember, they each had shivers just from the thought of them. "Hello again, girls." Holli smiled. She was still naked, aside from her glasses, and standing off to the side of the bed. "I'm sorry I was so late, but I had more important duties to attend to. Unfortunately, that doesn't leave me much time right now, but I will answer whatever questions you have before we have to be moving again." Jenny lifted out of her waking haze fastest and sifted out her most important questions. "What is going on? Why are we here?" Holli grinned and sat down on the side of the bed. "That's simple, you two caught Master's attention when he was out and he acquired you. You are here to provide entertainment for him and I think you're already well aware of how he intends to use you. Your first time is always under his full control, just so you know how much power he has, and how good he can make you feel. After that you can choose to resist, sometimes he will allow it and sometimes he will punish you. Punishment is always the same, making you want the very thing you resisted, you can recognize that it isn't how you should feel but you won't want to feel differently." "So he wants us as some kind of sex slaves?" Jenny continued. It was just too much to believe, but her memories of her last encounter with him didn't give her reason to doubt it. She winced as she thought about what she'd been made to do, and wondered how she could choose not to resist such degradation even if it was the only thing that would keep her from having her mind messed with like Sarah's had. "Yes, and you will serve him one way or the other. You'll get used to it, or you'll be made to love it. Eventually he may tire of you and then you'll be sold to the highest bidder or given away. Whether you like it or not this is your life from now on." Holli continued. She leaned back a bit and spread her legs, talking about this always made her very horny. Holli reached between her thighs and quickly found the small outer hook of her walking dildo. She gasped openly as she pulled it out and began slowly fucking herself with it. "Please excuse me, but all the talk of sex slaves really gets me horny and I need to indulge myself. I know how weird all of this must be for you but that's how it is here." Jenny just sat on the bed awestruck as Holli fucked herself as if it was perfectly normal to do such things openly. "Doesn't any of this bother you?" "When I think about it hard, I know that it should, but Master has removed all of my reservations so I can be a good assistant. I've been here for almost five years now, and I've been his assistant for the last three. It is strange, but I can't think of any other life for myself than watching over his harem and getting to feel his nice big cock fuck me when I do a good job." Holli answered. She parted her legs some more to get better access and pumped herself even harder. She had a life before Master had claimed her, but Holli never really though about it much anymore except at times like this. In a word she had been a librarian, and aside from that word, Holli didn't choose to further explore the dull life she led before being claimed. "Oh, please don't say that." Sarah moaned. Her own pussy was aching with need. It had been too long since it had been wrapped around his shaft and Holli's talk of being fucked just reinforced the need that Sarah was feeling. Sarah considered masturbating, but she somehow knew that only something hard and thick up her pussy would satisfy her craving. It was an irresistible craving and she felt her pussy just drool as she watched Holli using a dildo on her own sopping pussy. Holli turned to look at Sarah. She smiled at the girls flushed body, obviously Sarah was ready to be fucked by Master like a good slave. Holli knew her Master enjoyed playing with shy girls, and Sarah looked like an excellent toy for him. "What? You want me to deny just how wonderful it feels to have Master's cock stretching my pussy with long hard thrusts?" Holli asked, her tone honest. She wasn't mocking Sarah, rather she was trying to bring Sarah to the brink of asking for what she needed. Sarah's need would only eat at her sanity unless it was satiated, and there were ways aside from a good fucking to do that. Sarah needed to know them since Master enjoyed his toys at his whim, not theirs. Finally, forcing slaves to ask for their own humiliation was one of Master's favorite hobbies, and one that he'd imprinted into Holli once she started managing his harem. Sarah moaned, spreading her legs instinctively as thoughts of being ravished again coursed through her mind. It had been so wonderful, and now there was only a painful emptiness between her legs. Sarah blushed at her actions, knowing just how lewdly she was displaying her need, but she couldn't control herself either. "You resisted him didn't you? Lied to his first question? I know just how much it hurts right now for you, I did the same thing after he claimed me. That yearning will be with you from now on, but there is a way to deal with it when Master isn't ready to use you." Holli explained as she eyed the quivering girl before her. She really did sympathize with Sarah's plight. Holli had lied to him after he'd claimed her, and though his methods were far cruder back then, the result had been the same. Holli stopped fucking herself for a moment and pulled the dildo fully from her pussy. She regretted doing so, but she would be able to get another and Sarah would need the toy right away. "Please, please tell me. I feel so empty." Sarah cried. She felt so utterly out of control that it scared her. It was even worse then earlier since she had the full opportunity to consider her behavior without his intoxicating presence. Being fucked wasn't the issue, it was how she needed to behave because she wanted to be fucked that frightened Sarah. "Here, it's a walking dildo for girls like us who have to have something in our pussies all the time. It's nothing special but it will help you suppress the urges to a tolerable level." Holli handed Sarah her well slikened toy. Sarah took it and looked at it for a moment before spreading her legs wide and sinking the toy into her folds. She cried out in fulfillment, savoring the feeling of having her pussy wrapped around an invader just like it was supposed to. "Thanks." Sarah whimpered, still ashamed of her behavior, but relishing the nicely full feeling in her pussy. As Holli had said, the ache didn't disappear, but it was dulled to a tolerable level. In the end it left Sarah feeling like she did whenever she'd spy a cute guy between classes and her pussy with heat up. It wasn't the most dignified feeling, but it wasn't all consuming lust either. Jenny just watched the whole scene in silence, hardly believing what was happening to her and Sarah. It was all so unreal, and watching Sarah's lip turn to a big happy smile as she impaled herself on Holli's toy didn't help any either. "So is this all there is? Just sit around waiting for this guy to humiliate us and fuck us whenever he wants and if we fight any of it we'll just end up craving it? Isn't there some way to escape?" Jenny groaned. Something in her told her that escape wasn't a likely possibility. Anyone who could mess with your mind this much had to be able to prevent escape. "You can walk outside anytime you like. If you leave the grounds, you will automatically punish yourself. You'll be made to love being a slave, and though a few girls have fought that feeling, every escapee returned after no more than a week. Both of you are Master's toys, and he'll enjoy you however he wishes. If you accept that or openly resist his commands your life will be pleasant, if not it will be a constant torment. One warning, Master does enjoy challenges, and once he breaks a girl, he quickly looses interest. After that happens it's only a matter of time before you'll be sold and there are far worse owners than Master." Holli explained. A slave's existence certainly wasn't without it's difficulties, and this was one of the largest about being owned by Master. He didn't mind tossing away toys that no longer interested him and their sale brought in lots of money to boot. Both Jenny and Sarah sobbed at that, everything Holli had told them built up to that point of hopelessness. They both believed her too, there was something about her that made them believe her. That and the things they'd both done and been through left both girls with little hope and plenty of apprehension. They seemed to be locked into a fate of utter degradation, no matter whether they resisted or not, eventually this man would loose interest in them and sell them. There was no escape, or hope only an existence of intimate servitude or worse at the hands of this man or others. Holli looked over both of the new girls and quickly surmised that there weren't about to be any more big questions from them for the moment. She got to her feet and turned back towards them. "Alright, it's time to go, Jenny needs to go through processing and Master wants you to watch, Sarah." Both girls found themselves following Holli out of the room. Neither wanted to, but both came to their feet before Holli had walked more than a few steps. Jenny stepped up her pace a bit and turned to Holli. "What is this processing?" "You'll find out. Master doesn't want you informed till the procedure is under way." Holli answered. Master liked to watch and videotape slave processing, and enjoyed it especially when the girl didn't know what was being done to her. It titillated Holli as well, watching an unprepared girl being made into an even better servant for Master always aroused her. She truly did love her work. Sarah looked at the decorations with the same morbid fascination that Jenny had earlier. The scenes of fucking sank into her more thoroughly though and she found herself instinctively squeezing down on the toy lodged comfortably inside her. Sarah could scarcely believe that she was walking around naked with a dildo stuffed between her legs, but in light of everything else she almost didn't mind. Only a day before her life had been terribly mundane, and now she was some kind of slave, a toy for a sick man to use and she could do nothing to change any of it. The trip didn't last long and Holli lead the two girls into another small room off the main corridor. A slightly inclined table rested in the midst of a huge array of electrical coils. Jenny and Sarah looked on in wonder at the sight for a moment before realizing that this was where Jenny was about to be processed. "Jenny, please lay down on the table and be sure to place your feet in the foot rests." Holli instructed. She walked over to a control panel and began entering the configuration information Master had given her for Jennifer's processing. It wasn't unusual for Master to process new girls, especially when they were picked up in pairs or groups. Some girls didn't stack up to Master's high standards and sometimes he simply enjoyed watching their reaction to the changes in their body while he played with them. Sarah was the pure catch here, and Jenny just a convenient, and enjoyable addition that would be molded for more specific service to Master. "Please, you don't have to do this to me!" Jenny whined as she walked over and stepped onto the table, being sure to place her feet appropriately. Once she did she felt horribly exposed, but as earlier she couldn't find any will power to resist Holli's instructions. This must be one case where their supposed freedom to resist wasn't granted, and Jenny could understand it. There were some things that resistance just prolonged that weren't choices, and Holli probably didn't have all day to deal with unruly slaves. None of that helped Jenny feel any better as she felt the table being moved into a horizontal position. She wondered just what was going to be done to her, she remembered him saying something was going to be done about her breasts and Jenny figured that was what the processing was going to be about. "Of course I do, it is Master's will. This is going to feel strange, but it won't be painful." Holli told the new slave as she activated the processing mechanism. She quivered with anticipation, watching a slave's processing always got her hot. It was as much a display of Master's power as when he fucked his slaves, and Holli couldn't help but respond to displays of Master's power. Jenny flinched as she felt and heard an electrical hum coming from the coils ringing the table. She wondered just what was going to happen when she felt a tingle flow through her entire body. If she could have, Jenny would have been squirming, but her body was locked in place. The strange sensations quickly intensified, especially in her breasts, between her legs and through her waist. Jenny also felt the tingle in her throat as she wondered just what was happening to her. Then, suddenly Jenny felt her entire body quake with a massive orgasm that simply consumed her entire being. Holli watched as Jenny's eyes rolled back in her head as the changes to her body started. Holli knew from experience just how pleasurable such changes could be. She had found herself on that table many times since she had been claimed, and each time was a wonderful experience. Silently, Holli wondered just how long it would be till she would be honored with another visit of her own. At least until then she had the chance to live vicariously through all the girls she processed and that was a pleasure of its own. With everything else that had happened to her in the last day, Sarah didn't think she could be surprised again. Watching Jenny's flesh being molded right before her was enough to shock her though, and Sarah shuddered at the callous way such miraculous technology was being used. Sarah only hoped that Jenny would be all right and that she wouldn't have to be next any time soon. The process didn't last very long, and Jenny found herself drifting out of a seemingly perpetual release. She opened her eyes and was pleased that she had control of herself again. Jenny waited until the table had been leaned back into a nearly standing position before she dared to look down at her body. She still felt rather normal so she could only hope it was not very drastic. The first things to greet her were her breasts. Jenny had always had firm little breasts, they suited her frame well, but didn't grab attention. The breasts that Jenny saw rising from her chest now were certainly not anything like the ones that used to be there. They were two impossibly perfect half globes each slightly larger than a softball, tipped with rather large perky nipples at their peaks. Jenny cupped them with her hands to confirm they were real with a gentle squeeze. Her tits were perfectly smooth now, and still felt firm to the touch, what surprised Jenny the most was that her touch no effect on her libido even though she watched as the already stiff nipples poked out even more lewdly. She'd always been very sensitive to having her breasts caressed and now she didn't feel anything as she squeezed into the twin orbs on her chest. With her first obstacle down, Jenny bent over and looked down at between her legs. Her old furry slit had been replaced with two hairless and engorged looking lips. The real shock was the rather large nub at the top of her slit that Jenny knew had to be her clitoris. Her apprehension already consuming her Jenny quickly ran a hand down between her legs to confirm her worst fears. She ran her hand over her new slit, find her pussy already leaking with her juices, but no matter where her fingers ran or what they did Jenny could feel nothing more than the immediate tactile sensation of her fingers exploration. Even the slick bulbous head of her new clit didn't react as she rubbed her fingers across it. Jenny turned towards Holli and Sarah. She could hardly believe just how radically her body had been changed, but was truly bothered that she couldn't feel anything from it. She looked at Holli with her concern burning in her eyes. "May this slave know why she has been denied the pleasures of her own flesh?" Jenny heard a light, nearly angelic, voice say from her own throat. Jenny instantly threw her hands around her neck in shock both at the sound of her own voice and the strange words she'd spoken. "Why does this slave's voice sound so wonderfully sweet and lovely and say things in this strange way?" Holli smiled as she watched Jenny's reaction to her changes. Most girls had much the same reaction, but it was something that Holli always enjoyed watching. She knew it was another of Master's modifications that she loved being a part of enslaving other women, but she was happy she could enjoy it. "You have been processed to be a pixie servant for Master. Your new body is designed to demonstrate his power and his prowess for his enjoyment and that of his guests. Your voice and mannerisms have been changed so that you will more ready fulfill your duties regardless of your willingness to resist him. Now come here." Jenny pulled herself from the table and found herself strutting sexily over to Holli. She tried to walk normally, but it felt almost painfully wrong to do anything other than swing her hips enticingly as she walked. She also was sure to jut out her breasts and smiled a sly, knowing smile as she walked. Jenny knew this was all part of the control placed over her, but it didn't help her like it any more. She didn't have to imagine much to know just what kind of entertainment she would be providing in her new form and dreaded what she was being made into. "Don't be worried about not being able to feel pleasure, while you can no longer pleasure yourself, you will react even more strongly to the touch of another." Holli explained as she reached up and grabbed each of Jenny's globes in her hands and gently squeezed. She loved the feel of the breasts Jenny now had, they were so firm and smooth. Holli had been given a pair like them in the past, though she hadn't been prevented from masturbatory pleasure. She smiled fondly as she explored her memories and Jenny's new bosom at the same time. Jenny's eyes rolled back as pure pleasure flowed from her breasts. She'd never felt anything like that before, and she felt herself cum just from that one squeeze. Her light new voice sang out with a heavenly melody as she quivered in orgasm. It was an angelic melody more attuned to cloud tops then a woman's cry of release and it filled the room with a divine feeling. "I just love these pixie breasts, and you will too. I wish I had mine back almost every day." Holli stated wistfully as she pulled her hands away. "Now that your ready it's time for you to go to the harem bed chambers where all of Master's slaves wait when he has no use for them." Holli lead the two stunned girls back out of the room. Sarah was shivering in fear at what she'd seen Jenny reduced to in mere moments. She wondered just how much of Jenny's self was left intact after what had been done to her, and Sarah feared it was more than Jenny would really have wanted. The fact that such a fate could befall her as well left Sarah all the more concerned and all the more aware of the dildo pressed wonderfully deep inside her at that very moment. The sounds of an angelic choir greeted the girls' ears as Holli opened the door at the end of a long hallway. Jenny and Sarah looked in to the room before them and took in the sight of their new home. It was lavishly ornate, built to the same standards as the rest of the building. Shallow pools ran through the center dotted with statue fountains of stunningly beautiful naked women. The room was filled with pillowed beds as well as plants and ferns. The final content of the room was the women, dozens at least, all naked and laid out on the beds or in the pools, some relaxing and some enjoying more carnal delights in pairs or groups. Several girls who had been processed as Jenny had ringed the room and sang out with their music of ecstasy as other women played with them. Their voices played together in perfect harmony with that enchanting melody. It was nearly enough for Sarah and Jenny both to forget their own misfortunes just to listen to such divine music. "This will be your home until Master wishes otherwise. Feel free to do as you please until summoned, this is your sanctuary and there is no punishment for your actions within, unless it is directly against the commands of Master." Holli explained. Sarah and Jenny would be allowed to follow their own will, aside from Jenny's more dramatic changes. It was always fascinating to watch what a new pixie slave would do, as the exquisite pleasure they could enjoy was completely offered only at the hands of another. Holli wondered how long Jenny would resist indulging herself, almost none of the older slaves had any objections to enjoying the flesh of another woman so it was only Jenny's will that mattered to her fate. Sarah and Jenny stood silently just inside the doors as Holli pulled them close as she left. It was a surreal moment without direction. Neither had any idea what they would do with themselves after all they'd been put through. It was simply unreal to have a choice again. Sarah was the first to pull herself together. She turned to Jenny with obvious concern. "Are you okay, Jenny?" "No, this pixie slave isn't fine!" Jenny chimed merrily with her new singsong voice. She reached up and cupped her breasts. "She has these nice new breasts and juicy pussy and can only speak like some merry sprite. She can't even refer to herself as anything other than a slave!" Jenny tried to sound sarcastic, but both her tone and body language remained inviting. It was the most exacerbating experience in her life. Nothing she tried to say came out the way she intended, though she could still make her point be understood. It was all so horrible that Jenny simply welled up with tears, she couldn't sob, but tears ran down her cheeks as everything suddenly sank into her. "I'm so sorry." Sarah cried, wrapping herself around Jenny with a big hug. Her own fears were looming large inside her as well, and she needed to be held by a friend just as much as she wanted to comfort Jenny. The whole experience was overwhelming, and this time more than any other Sarah needed her friend. Jenny winced as her new flesh reacted instantly to the contact with Sarah's. Every place her friend touch lit up with sensual warmth. Her breasts ached with sudden pleasure as Sarah pressed her chest into Jenny's. She shuddered at the strange feelings flowing through her, but didn't pull away from Sarah's hold. Jenny needed to be held, to be comforted, and knew that Sarah needed the same right now. Jenny wrapped her arms around her friend and simply enjoyed the warmth of compassion. Their fate was sealed, and all they could do was wait now. This man, their Master, would likely come for them soon, they realized. They were new toys and for a man as fickle as he seemed, new toys would be enjoyed far more often and thoroughly than old. Both girls lamented this, even as their roles seamed different, neither fate was appealing. Now, finally, there was nothing more they could do except try to draw strength from the other and see what new humiliation was to come. *** "So what is this lead?" Mel asked as she drove her partner into an office parking lot. It hadn't taken Marcus long to find a lead worth checking up on and they'd went off as soon as he had an address. "Dr. Alex Northing. He's the lead developer at CyDine Nanotech. He worked with Patrick Larange on an earlier nanotech project and Patrick is one of a handful of highly qualified Nanotech designers whose whereabouts aren't known. I also need to see a sample of his work if I can get my hands on it. None of the other major developers matched the samples taken from Wendy." Marcus explained. It hadn't been easy putting everything together or doing a detailed cross comparison of the nanobots taken from Wendy with the far less advanced samples the Bureau had from known developers. Whoever had designed the devices used to transform Wendy had made a leap in nanotech design, and that was a scary notion in its own right. Mel just took in the information and began doing her own comparisons. The suspicious disappearances were all centered in the American Midwest, though several had occurred outside that ring, even as far as Europe and China but nearly all occurred in the Midwest. The fact that Patrick had done his research in St. Louis and disappeared from there lent further credence to him being behind it, but it was still just a theory at this point. Mel and Marcus flashed FBI badges and were quickly escorted up to Dr. Northing's office. The Bureau always operated under the cover of the local national investigatory agency to help them blend in and get them the access they needed. They did try to keep from identifying themselves when ever possible, but it made questioning people a lot easier to have a badge. Northing's secretary buzzed them in as soon as they got there and the two agents strolled into his office. Northing was obviously more a scientist than manager, as his entire office was littered with technical documentation. Papers and files were stacked or scattered over everything including his extra chairs. Northing had obviously not expected them and was bent over a couple chairs cleaning them off. "Good Morning, good morning, please excuse the mess, I don't often have visitors here, but I hear you want to know about Patrick." Northing welcomed without turning away from his task. "Yes, Dr., I was interested in the work he did with you at the University." Marcus said. "Of course, of course, we worked several years together. Not much accomplished though, always something going wrong. Patrick always kept at it though, he was very determined. Not that I'm not mind you, but there was just a seriousness to him, you understand." Northing continued as he backed away from the now cleaned off chairs and beckoned for the Agents to sit down. Mel and Marcus looked at the now doubly high pile of file folders on each side of the chairs and decided it was safer to remain standing. "Yes, Dr. just what was he serious about?" Marcus asked. He already knew the basics of the project, but he didn't want to make Northing suspicious and sometimes-mundane questions have interesting answers. "Well, he always had a fondness for direct genetic tinkering. We were trying to determine if we could employ nano bots to conduct genetic repair, prevent aging and disease. We weren't supposed to actually alter genes, just repair them as they were damaged, you see. Patrick though, he was always tinkering in his spare time with some of the research animals. Always a problem that was, I always dreaded calls from the directors after he stayed late." Northing explained. "Did he ever give you any reasons for his experiments?" Mel asked. Half the reason for coming was to see if Patrick would have had intent to do anything like what had been done to Wendy. "No, no, he never did. I tried to ask him, but he would just get a look in his eyes. I don't know just how it looked, but I always felt like some bug he wanted to squish. He did good work though, and even for his liberal use of our equipment he did get the University a major grant and gave us a lot of wonderful ideas. If it hadn't been for that fire we'd already have the fountain of youth mind you!" Northing exclaimed. "What fire?" Marcus asked. "It was right after Patrick left for a new position somewhere, I don't remember quite where he said he was going, but it destroyed the lab and most of the equipment and prototypes Patrick had developed. It wasn't a total loss though, we still had a lot of his records on file and we've already gone a long way to reconstructing his work. It's too bad we couldn't get him to come back, but we kind of lost track of him right after the fire." Northing explained. "Do you have any of the records or work samples that I could look at?" Marcus asked. "Oh, yes, some, you understand the restrictions we have around here on research, but I can let you look at some of my records from my project with Patrick. Those aren't completely confidential. What do you want such things for anyway?" Northing asked. "Just routine research on nano technology. We like to keep at abreast of the latest advances so that we can be ready to counter any possible criminal uses." Marcus replied. That wasn't entirely untrue and should help keep him from getting too suspicious. "I see, makes sense, I can just imagine the things I could do if I didn't mind the risks." Northing replied wistfully. "I'll get those records right away for you." Before Mel or Marcus could stop him, he was out of the office on his errand, leaving the two alone. "So what do you think?" Markus asked. "I think we may have found our man, if the tech matches up." Mel replied. She wasn't completely certain, but there were enough strange pieces and coincidences that Patrick certainly looked like a prime suspect. "I agree, so that means we have to go looking for him now. I think I can come up with some possibilities, assuming he still needs to get supplies through normal channels." Marcus concurred with his partner. It wasn't impossible to ship goods secretly, that was the whole slave trade after all, but some of the goods that Patrick would need were uncommon enough that it was possible to track him back that way. That was presuming he still needed such materiel anymore. Mel understood, there wasn't much doubt about the possibilities. She only hoped he could be tracked down soon so he could be brought to heel. That was assuming that Patrick was actually the man behind all of this. If he wasn't at least it was one lead less to investigate, but speed was of the essence, or else more girls could fall prey to him. End Part 2 <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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