A pulsing rhythm played in the club. Flashing neon lights swirled and played all around. He moved like a shark through water as the gyrating bodies bounced to the music. He was keen to the ebb and the flow of the people moving all around him. As he was about to give up for the night he spotted what he was after. A young woman sat very still at a tall table on a stool. She was looking straight ahead into one of the circular screens that occupied the walls of the club. Lights flashed and played on the screen. Colors changed and swirled as they pulsed in a steady rate. She was transfixed by the screen. Her breathing even, as her eyes blankly looked forward. He studied her as he approached. She was alone. It looked like someone had been sitting by her as there were two drinks. She had short hair, what some might call a “boy” cut. It made her face look all the more cute. She had a button nose and a slender neck. Her body was small, slender, almost waifish. She held a look of a mythical creature as the colors enveloping the room washed over her. She was wearing a tube top that showed her lack of breast, but what she had was showing hardened nipples pushing the fabric forward. Some kind of faux snakeskin pants covered her bottom half ending with a pair of very high heels.

“Hello.” he said as he stood beside her. Without looking at him she slowly replied, “Heeeello.” “What is your name?” he asked. “Mia.” was her drawn out reply. “Are you alone?” “No, Jenny is here?” He smiled as she easily replied. She was deeply entranced by the club’s lights and sound. “Where is Jenny?” Mia slowly raised her arm and pointed towards a couple along the back wall. “She is there, with that guy.” He watched as Jenny hung all over a tall man with a large build. She was already kissing him deeply as his hand held her leg up and slipped under her skirt. The man smiled. “Mia, I want you to listen very carefully. Can you do that?” “Yessssssssss.” she slurred. The next few minutes he spent dropping her deeper into trance. He would wake her to the state he had found her only to suddenly put her back under. Each time she fell deeper and deeper under his voice and control.

The two of them stood and walked towards the exit. As they did Mia dropped her small clutch with her ID and phone in the trash. They left with her walking with her arm hooked in his. They looked like any other patrons leaving after a night of dancing. Soon he had her in his Black SUV. A pair of airpods securely in place as he pressed play on a pre-recorded device. Soon she was sitting with her eyes closed oblivious to anything but the conditioning flowing into her head. He smiled as he drove. He made his way to the theater district. It was almost time for the late shows to be emptying their attendees. Soon he blended in seamlessly with other Black SUVs that had picked up their wealthy passengers. It was a method he had devised to help in case any unknown cameras might have seen him and his prey drive off. The drop down cover that obscured the plate on the vehicle also helped. He drove down into a lower entrance to a building. He made his way to a private elevator and soon had driven inside. When the doors opened he pulled out and parked beside his collection of cars and trucks.

A perk of his wealth was this private area on the floor he owned. He guided his newest acquisition along until they were standing in his living quarters. The modern look of chrome and steel framed the mirrored walls evenly throughout. He took a seat after removing the airpods. “Now Mia, can you hear me?” the blank faced woman answered, “Yes Master.” The conditioning had taken completely, she was now his obedient plaything. “Please remove your clothing,” he said. “Yes Master.” Mia slowly began undressing. She slipped her high heels off and dropped in height immediately. She stood around five foot two. Next she unhooked the left side of her tight faux snakeskin pants, peeling them down her toned legs. The slight fabric of the thong she wore was visible and soon was being folded with the pants. Her tube top slid down her shapely body next and she was then standing naked before him. A smile crept over his face.

After admiring her as he sat, he then rose and began running his hands along her body. Her breasts were so slight as to almost be flat chested, but on her it looked right. Her body was muscled, yet not so much to not be soft and appealing to him. He posed her in all kinds of ways. Each pose became more a test to see how flexible she was as her body was his to move as if she were a doll. “From now on you are no longer Mia. Do you understand?” She answered, “Yes Master. I am no longer Mia.” He smiled, “You are a Doll, you are my Doll. You are an object. A possession I own. Do you understand?” Again she answered, “Yes Master. I am a Doll. I am your Doll. I am an object. I am a possession that you own, Master.” 

The following hours he used her completely. First he had her kneel and he fucked her face. When it was time to cum he painted her face with rope after rope of his seed. After having her drink some water along with him he then used her pussy and ass for his pleasure. It was not lovemaking, it was just raw and insistent. She was a tool for his own self masturbation. She was sweaty and covered in his fluids. He was glad he had gone and gotten a vasectomy. There was no worry of impregnation and thus ruining his new toy. Once he was done, he had her shower and clean herself. Then he guided her to a room which held glass enclosures. Two had women in them. A blonde woman with large breasts  was sprawled on a small bed. She looked peacefully asleep.In the next enclosure a red haired beauty was laying in similar fashion. Soon the newest doll was placed in her room. She lay down and her mind went blank as if turned off. He could not help but kiss his new doll before leaving. Once he left a tranquilizing gas was released periodically as speakers quietly reinforce the conditioning the dolls had received.