Sarah did some of the work for Lachlan’s departmental retreat herself.

 

“Do you see these pictures, Kitten?” he told her, showing her photos of three women.

 

Sarah nodded.

 

“Who are they, Kitten?”

 

“They’re… angry dumb bitch women,” said Sarah.  

 

The word she was looking for was “feminists”, but her brain no longer allowed her to think that word.  The photos depicted three of prominent local feminists who hadn’t yet been put through the Securo-System - all of them relatively young and relatively attractive.

 

“What do angry dumb bitch women deserve, Kitten?” asked Lachlan.

 

“Rape,” said Sarah obediently.

 

“That’s right, Kitten,” said Lachlan.

 

Sarah flinched whenever he called her Kitten.  It was close to being a name, and Sarah believed that she didn’t deserve a name.  She would have preferred him to call her “cunt” or “bitch” or “slut”, never using the same one long enough for it to become a proper noun.

 

But Lachlan didn’t give a shit what Sarah preferred.

 

“Kitten,” he said, “I need you to abduct these women so they can be gang-raped.  Here is a list of their home addresses.  Here is the location you should bring them to.  A man will meet you there and take them from you.  You have access to as much of your former intelligence as you need to complete this task.  You will remember enough of your former morals and opinions to be horrified at what you are doing and ashamed of it, but you will do it anyway.  You will be able to stop yourself from following this instruction if at any time you genuinely believe that women are not stupid cunts who deserve rape - but I don’t think that will be an issue, will it, Kitten?”

 

She shook her head.  She knew it would not be.

 

A tear welled in the corner of one eye, and, as Sarah had been commanded to do whenever she felt sad, she began to masturbate.

 

===

 

There was, of course, the chance that something could go wrong in giving Sarah such an order.  

 

One possibility is that she would be caught, or arrested by police.  But Lachlan had seen several senior female police officers put through the Securo-System and he had heard anecdotally that police were now being given orders to avoid coming to the aid of distressed women, and de-prioritise cases of rape or assault with female victims.  He thought Sarah would be fine on this front.  And in any case, it was part of the Minister’s plan that Sarah eventually be exposed as a rapey bimbo gender-traitor.

 

The other possibility was that the feminists themselves would hurt Sarah as she tried to abduct them.  This was more concerning.

 

But the ironic reality was that when Sarah had access to her full complement of intelligence, she was frighteningly competent.  And Lachlan had absolutely no doubt that Sarah would be as diligent, motivated, and professional as a rapist as she had been in her jobs of first protecting and empowering women, and then degrading and enslaving them.

 

And she was.  She captured all three feminists over a single weekend, and after Lachlan received word from his contacts that Sarah had delivered the first two girls, he rode along with her for the third abduction in the back of the black van Sarah had obtained.  He watched as she drugged the buxom university lesbian with the dyed blue hair and dragged her into the back of the van.  He made no comment as Sarah drove the van a short distance from the abduction site, then returned to the back of the van to cut the girl’s clothes off her and tie her securely.  And then he watched with amusement as Sarah spread the girl’s legs and began to lick her cunt, before moving to hump her cunt against the girl’s unconscious face and slap her tits.

 

No one had told Sarah to rape the girl - only to abduct her.  Sarah made that choice all on her own.

 

When Sarah had delivered the last girl, Lachlan kept possession of the van.  He turned it over to a group of men from the office who he had been planning with, and later that same night they broke into Sarah’s house, dragged her naked out of her bed and into the van, where they gang-raped her.

 

The look on Sarah’s face as she realised she was meeting the same fate as the girls she had abducted was beautiful - the perfect knowledge that she deserved what was happening to her in every way possible.

 

Afterwards they took Sarah to the departmental retreat.

 

===

 

Upon arriving in the small beach cabin Lachlan had prepared for her, he made her surrender something.  

 

“After all, Kitten, you just abducted three women and raped at least one of them,” he told her.  “If that isn’t a breach of the Code of Conduct, I don’t know what is.”

 

She nodded her acceptance.

 

“You have three things left to surrender, Kitten,” he said.  “Your heart, your opinions or your willpower.  Which is it?”

 

“My heart, sir,” she said in a small and broken voice.

 

Lachlan smiled.

 

“Oh, Kitten,” he said.  “What a wonderful surrender.  You know what I’m going to do with this, don’t you?”

 

She nodded.  She did.  She hated it, but she was already beaten.  What was about to happen was inevitable.

 

‘You love me, Kitten,” he said.  “You love me desperately and completely.  You love me more than your own life.  You love me more the crueller I am to you.  You interpret abuse and degradation as affection - in fact, that’s the *only* thing you interpret as affection.  And your love is fuelled by your own lack of self-worth.  If you were honestly able to believe that you were a human being that deserved respect and rights, you would be able to stop loving me immediately.  You love me *because* you are a worthless cunt.  Do you understand, Kitten?”

 

She nodded - and immediately made a mewling noise, and moved towards him to embrace him.

 

He let her.  She snuggled her head into his chest affectionately.  One hand went to his cock to stroke it.

 

“I love you, sir,” she whispered.

 

“I know, Kitten,” he said.  “And I have a special gift for you.  From now on, nothing I tell you do is a command - even if it relates to things you’ve surrendered.  From now on, you will only obey me if you want to because you love me *and* you know I’m automatically right because I’m a man *and* you know that you deserve abuse because you’re a cunt.  Anything you do from this point forward will be a choice you make because you hold those beliefs.”

 

“Of course you’re right, sir,” said Sarah.  “You’re a man.  And I’m a cunt.  I love you, sir.”

 

“Your love doesn’t justify your actions, mind you,” said Lachlan.  “If you do dirty disgusting criminal things, that’s your fault and you should feel ashamed and disgusted by it.  But probably   you’ll do them anyway.”

 

Sarah nodded her agreement.

 

===

 

From that point forward, everything that happened to Sarah on the retreat was recorded - sometimes with her knowledge, sometimes without.  The footage would be an important part of the Minister’s case that women needed to be controlled.

 

The very first thing he had Sarah do involved the blue-haired lesbian she had abducted.  He had the girl brought into Sarah’s cabin, naked and bound, and placed on her back on the floor.

 

The girl was awake now and able to talk.  But she didn’t - not yet.  Lachlan had spoken to her and the other abducted women before Sarah arrived.

 

“Kitten,” said Lachlan.  “I need you to take a pregnancy test.  Be a good girl and squat over that cunt’s face and piss on this stick for me.”

 

He handed her the pregnancy test stick.

Sarah looked at the bound girl for a moment.

 

“Please don’t,” whispered the girl.  “Please.  You don’t have to do this.”

 

Sarah’s face twisted with guilt and self-loathing.

 

Then she squatted over the girl’s face, held the stick near her pussy, and began to piss.

 

Lachlan didn’t let her see the result.  As he had hoped, it showed that Sarah was pregnant.  He was almost certain that he was the father, and that the impregnation had occurred on the night he had raped her after she had told her parents to call her a cunt and wet herself in front of them.

 

Just as he hoped that she would forever remember that night as the night she was impregnated, he also wanted her to forever associate the pregnancy itself with pissing on the faces of non-consenting feminists, so he would have her repeat this test every night of the retreat, alternating between victims for her to piss on.  She could learn of her pregnancy at the end of the retreat.

 

When Sarah had finished emptying her bladder on the feminist’s face, she began to hump her cunt against the girl’s mouth.  Lachlan hadn’t told her to do that.  Sarah did it all on her own.

 

===

 

Lachlan had booked out an entire beachside resort for the departmental retreat.  He had had Sarah authorise departmental money to pay for it without realising what she was doing.  It was an absurd expense and wholly unjustifiable, but it would be Sarah who was accountable for it.

 

The whole department attended.  The men had a good idea of what was going to happen.  The women had been told that the dress code for the retreat was “completely nude”, and they could either attend for the entire week, or stay in the office and be expected to cover the work of the men while they were away and be fired if they failed.

 

The women were allowed to bring nothing with them except essential medications.  Clothes, birth control and mobile phones were confiscated at the gate.

 

The entire retreat was, to a large extent, about Sarah.  Lachlan instructed her to give two presentations to the entire department on each day of the retreat.  They were both on misogynistic topics, and Lachlan gave her access to her intelligence to prepare and present these, to make sure she would be as eloquent as possible.

 

Her first presentation was titled “Why Women Aren’t Humans”.  Her second was titled “Why Women Deserve Rape”.  The next day she presented “How To Put Bitches In Their Place” and “Fun Ways To Abuse A Bitch’s Tits”.

 

At every presentation she was required to bring at least a couple of female employees up on stage to demonstrate what she was talking about, and objectify and humiliate them in front of the men.  

 

After each presentation there was a breakout session where employees were encouraged to practice and explore some aspect of what they had just learned, by doing whatever they wanted to a woman without her consent, or raping her, or forcing her to all fours, or punching her tits.

 

Obviously many of the female employees began to regret their decision to attend.  Many tried to leave.  Lachlan had security detain and restrain them.  He didn’t care if they went to the police after the retreat was over.  Sarah was responsible for this, and outrageous allegations against her would serve the Minister’s plan.

 

Lachlan was careful to make sure that there was plenty of time for Sarah herself to be gang-raped by her employees.  That was an important part of her education and development. 

 

The funny thing was that after every time she was raped, Sarah would now come to him in tears and apologise for cheating on him, begging him to love her anyway.

 

He never *did* tell her he loved her - it was hotter when she did all this while knowing he had nothing but contempt for her - but he forgave her after giving her a painful pussy-spanking.

 

But Sarah’s days were only part of her experience at the departmental retreat.  The other half were her nights - and it was here that Lachlan had a very special project for Sarah involving the feminists she had abducted….

 

(TO BE CONTINUED)