Vignette 20 - Your New Face by phantomdotexe, literature
Literature
Vignette 20 - Your New Face
Latex, bondage, masks, hypnosis, processing. She showed you your fate first. The gorgeous white mask; neutral, peaceful. Thoughtless. Completely free of resistance or worries or the will to do anything but obey. She stroked it gently, almost letting her lip quiver at it. She was almost jealous. Almost. A few days of training. Measuring. Suiting. Scans. The Directrix doing endless tests, finding out more about you. Sometimes even chatting with you, trying to learn everything, everything, everything about you. She wants to learn how to break you. She says as much. “I’m going to break you down. You won’t be human anymore, not even close. And I’m going to rebuild you as a perfect rubber doll. What little ‘you’ that remains will be a dim memory; a half-forgotten dream, subsumed by your new identity.” Like all other resistant dolls, that meant an intense and strict regimen of processing. A new glossy black rubber skin; a permanent addition of a wonderful undersuit of black shining