Warning: The events and characters of this story occur in the year 2046 and are absolutely true. This sad, sick tragedy will inevitably unfold just this way, unless of course, you manage to learn something from it and nurture some compassion for the contradictions of the human condition.

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Story codes: Mdom, Mg11, MC, nosex, ped, reluc,

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Summary: The Reverend Sendd expounds the wonders of Man's rule.

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Characters

Timond (Timmy): 17 year old boy, a natural

Ginger (Karen): 11 yr old girl, a convert

Khan: 19 year old Thai visiting boy, excellent English

Brother Apinya: Thai man with mustache & English accent

from the Thai Brotherhood Phinxing

Brother Prasong: Thai man, thin and no English from the Thai Brotherhood Phinxing

Brother Samuel: director of Novum Academy for Young Men

Reverend Sendd: minister of the Brotherhood of Denali

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#2326 Day 11: 16:10 in Novum school Director Brother Samuel's office

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Five men sat in the spacious office. The older four were dressed in the large black robes of the Brotherhood. Brother Samuel, the school's director, was addressing his guests, only one of whom actually understood the English, "Brothers, I hope you find your accommodations comfortable and you find your comfort attendants pleasurable. Please, please let us know if there is any other service or needs you have."

The three Asian men, sat in large red chairs with two servants sitting on the floor at the feet of the men dressed in black. The man sporting a mustache smiled and nodded slightly. "We have no complaints," he replied. Looking down at the brunette teen beside him, "Everything is quite comfortable," said patting her head.

The fourth man in black, Reverend Sendd reached for the other teen attending the more husky Asian and stroked her hair, "Lord Satan smiles on us here, Brothers." His robe was tented at his crotch and under his chair, two small female legs emerged and spread either side of the Reverend's feet. The center of the seat had been removed and the girl, who judging from her hairless pussy, about 9 years old, was busy cleaning and tongue fucking his ass with diligence.

The youngest man, Khan, a Thai student who had been visiting Novum Academy for Young Men for the last two weeks, was not being attended by a fluffer. He sat quietly and respectfully listening to his elders.

Brother Samuel addressed the older Asian men, "Gentlemen we have asked you here to meet someone who should arrive soon. Khan will be introducing you. I would like to thank you for allowing this young man to visit us. We have had several informative conversations over the past few weeks and I want to say that Timmy, the person I mentioned whom you will be meeting, speaks highly of Khan's skills and help.

"But first we would like you to see a video. This video was made five days ago and because we know Brother Prasong's English is limited, we had our communications department subtitle it for us, and Khan was very helpful in checking the translations and providing a Thai sound track." Brother Samuel offered Brother Prasong two small earphones which he placed in his ears. "We believe it will give you a better idea of what we would like you to understand about important improvements in our facilities," said Brother Samuel turning to speak to a large wall screen. "Bael, play the video ... uh," looking at his note pad, "uh Training 2326 D1H7.1, please."

The screen illuminated a scene in what appeared to be a medical lab with Brother Samuel at a control panel.

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At the bottom of the video: #2326 Day 1 : 07:06

Two husky men rolled a crate #2326 into the lab. They were wearing white open lab coats over dark uniforms. A slight man with glasses, Brother Samuel pointed to the adjustable recliner and addressed the uniforms, "Strap her to the treatment chair, start a saline drip and set up the BZO-42."

The two uniforms unlocked the crate and pulled back the door. "Come on," wagging his fingers at the crate's occupant, "Come on."

Out crawled a small blond girl, pretty much flat chested, looking preteen, wearing nothing at all, "I'm freezing," she said voice shaking, whether from cold or fear or both.

"Do exactly as you are told and we'll warm you," said Brother Samuel as the two men, one on each side, took her arms and directed her to the chair strapping her down, first her arms. Then the men began to gently stretch out her legs. "She's been in the crate for several hours, so rub the legs to warm and relax her muscles." Once the legs were extended they were strapped down and one of the men switched on a set of heat lamps hanging over the chair. "That better?" inquired Brother Samuel.

"No! Please give me my clothes or give me a blanket or something, please. This is embarrassing," she pleaded.

"Well these men are all professionals, like doctors, so you mustn't worry about that. We are going to be asking some questions and if you do a good job of answering them and tell the truth, then maybe we can look for a blanket. Do you think you can do that?" asked Brother Samuel.

"My daddy's an important man. He's in the government. He's gonna make you all really, really sorry," shouted the blond spitting and jerking on the restraints. "Let me go!"

"Well, ... uh ..." Brother Samuel looked at his notes, "... Karen, your father and mother do not do a very good job of taking care of you. That's why the court put you in our custody. We are going to make certain you are well taken care of."

"Nobody would let you put a little girl in a box. I'm not stupid," the 11 year old year old was practically spitting. Brother Samuel did not engage her, knowing she would soon be under his control.

Brother Samuel sat beside her with a control panel near her head opposite of the camera. After making some settings on the panel, he turned to the camera, "This is subject 2326 at D1 ..." pausing and turning to look at the control screen continued, "... H1.7.1 initiating memory treatments with BZO-42 in ... 20 microgram bursts intro-venal." Then the Brother silently continued to adjust settings on his control panel.

The men worked with focused intensity to prepare the girl for the medical procedure to follow. At one point a curse came from one of the attendants. "Shit!" The girl had bitten one of the sensors the men were attaching the side of her head.

"Bastard!" the agitated blond shouted as the other attendant administered pushed a syringe of sedative into the IV. Her eyes glazed slightly and the men could see her visibly relax.

"Let's give her a little methaqualone too, and calm her down," Brother Samuel said to the man preparing the IV.

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The three men went about their business and the video jumped ahead:

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At the video's bottom: #2326 Day 1 : 07:52

Brother Samuel sat in chair beside her gently rubbing her stomach. She stared at his face now. "What's your name?" he asked.

"Karen Vlad," she answered, "and my daddy is Jackson Vlad and he's going put all of you in jail and throw away the key."

Brother Samuel nodded, "What's your name?" The attendant on the IV control panel pushed a button.

"I said Karen Vlad."

Nodding again "What's your name?" The attend pushes the button again.

"Karen ... my name's Karen."

"What's your name again?"

"I already told you it's ... It's .... It's ... I know my name... It's... It's ..."

"We'll come back to that. What's your father's name?" Nodding.

"Jackson Vlad."

"What's your father's name?" Nodding.

"Jackson ... Jack, I think it's Jack."

"Ok, tell me your father's name again," nodding to the attendant as he presses the IV control.

"It's ... It's ... I don't know but he's gonna be pissed."

Brother Samuel nodded, the attendant worked, and the girl began to relax more. "Perfect dosage. Hold it there," Brother Samuel said to the attendant, "We'll come back to your father in a bit. Tell me about your mother. What's your mother's name?" ...

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Reverend Sendd motioned to Brother Samuel to pause the video. Needing a little less distraction, he kicked one of his attending girl's legs, "Bitch up tight." At the command the girl quickly scrambled from under the chair. The Reverend pointed to the floor in front of himself. The men could now see it was a little red head wearing a see-through yellow camisole that did not quite cover her butt. She rolled over onto her knees and tucked her elbows under her, burying her face to the floor between her forearms. Her long, auburn hair spread out across her back and spilled over her arms. Only her small feet and fingers were visible. Her butt and little bare pussy were visible to the Bothers from Thailand. The Reverend Send placed his slippered feet on her back, making himself comfortably in command. He began:

"Honored Brothers, you are here to witness the beginnings of a small, but dramatic transformation. But in the larger sense, we, in the Denali Commune believe it portends the greatest transformation that men on this planet have ever orchestrated, on and off the planet.

"The Brotherhood has been immensely successful at rescuing, reforming, and placing droves of these lost sheep under the care of men of strength and principle. Evolution has made Men the arbiters of power and pleasure. The Brotherhood is the pinnacle of evolutionary dominance. Since the Age of Drumpf began we have taken advantage of the ensuing nation-state chaos to extend the natural power of men around the globe. Our dominance has liberated hundreds of thousands from the constipated social constraints of "liberal society" and the chaos it spews.

At this the Reverend sat forward placing one foot on the floor, he put the sole of the other directly on the back of the little red head for emphasis:

"Brothers, it has been only 11 days and we believe you will not recognize the nasty little cunt in the video. And we will show you how we will liberate and convert thousands more from the shit hole planet to live in service of men in our kingdom of Rings. We will rule the new world, Brothers. Our new world will be the generational star ship we call will call the Rings of Brotherhoods. We will ride the bitches to the stars, Brothers."

Khan thrust his fist up in front of himself, palm in, "Potestas!" The other men smiled.

There was a knock at the door.

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#2326 Day 11: 16:30 in Novum Academy for Young Men outside Director Brother Samuel's office

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Timmy stopped outside the office door and turned to the little girl, pulling a leash from his belt pouch and snapped it to her collar. Anytime he met with a Brother, he wanted to show them he was in command, "You don't do any talking in here, unless you are asked a question. And when you're in display, keep your mouth open to show respect. Eyes on the crotch of your leash holder. I don't want to have to remind you."

She looked up at him, "Ok."

Timmy took her by the mouth, "That's what I mean, shut up put your eyes down." The tapped his pants.

She looked down at his crotch. Timond took a breath, knocked and heard, "Come in." Holding the leash in one hand, he removed a small whip from his belt with the other, mostly for appearances.

Opening the door he looked around the room to see four others besides Brother Samuel who was behind his desk. Reverend Sendd was sitting in a large red chair with wide arms that the Brothers called a throne. His feet were on a small girl. Timmy could not tell from the view whether or not she was a bitch or a fluffer but judging from the little blue clit ring, he guessed the latter. On the other side were Khan and two Asian men he had seen touring the school with their two teen females attending.

Timond stood in front the desk of Brother Samuel, flicking the girl's butt mildly with the whip. "Kneel and display, bitch," Timond said matter-of-factly. The girl got down on her knees. She was barefoot wearing a very short brown pullover with open sides and a leopard skin colored panties.

"This is Mr. Timond, one of our Form 6 students here at the school. Timmy is the boy I told you about whom Khan has been frequently working with," Brother Samuel said introducing Timmy to the two Asian men. "Timond, this is Brother Apinya," indicating a stocky man with a mustache, "... and this is his friend, and Brother Prasong. They are from the Brotherhood of Phinxing in Thailand.

Brother Samuel continued, "Timond and Khan have been working with this young convert here for three weeks in a competition. Today, Timond, it was decided from reviewing videos and our observations of the teams, including her behavior last night serving me, that you and your little friend here will be the declared the winner of the competition. Why don't you kneel her up here on my desk," Nodding at a little black block with a dildo rising from it. "I put a cock stand there for her to use ... to keep her alert."

Timond turned to the blond girl, "Stand up, girl and give me your panties." She looked around not so much feeling self-conscious because she was used to being naked in front of men now, but feeling an attachment to something she had earned to feel a valued and even a little normal. She stepped out of them one leg at a time holding the desk for balance. He slipped the thin leopard panties into a pocket, then placing his hand on her back, pushing her slightly, "Bend and put both hands on the desk." He pulled a tube of lubricant from his utility belt, opened the end and pushed the nozzle into the girl's rectum. Reaching under her and pushing her stomach back towards him. "Back. Good. Spread." The girl arched her butt back and spread her legs for Timmy to give her anus a little squirt of lube. As he put it away, he whispered to the girl, "Put you knee up here and jump up now." He guided her up on to the desk, turning her a bit to face the guests and, as she had practiced before, squat over the cock stand. Timmy held the dildo in place with one hand and his other hand on her arm, while she slowly lowered herself onto the plastic dildo. Then he pushed her knees apart a little and said, "Display." The girl rested her hands on her thighs, opened her mouth sticking her tongue out just slightly, and decided to stare at one of the crotch of the thinner Asian man in front of her.

"I see she is, or was, wearing very nice panties today," observed Mr. Samuel.

"Yes, if you approve, sir. She earned them by entertaining you and the Reverend last night and this morning with the dog. She took Max full on in her pussy, no stand, no support, and really gave him a good fuck. She proved she can be a good bitch this morning, sir," Timond answered. "Zakila made a good video if you want to see it."

Brother Samuel nodded with approval, "I know."

The mustached man translated for his friend, and Brother Prasong too smiled and stood up. He approached the girl on the desk and stuck his finger between her pussy lips, said something in Thai, and both men chuckled. The girl kept her gaze on the man's crotch. Timmy could see the man pinch her clitoris between his thumb and finger and rolled it. The little blond squeaked slightly but kept in position with her tongue against her bottom lip and knees spread.

"Silence, bitch," Khan chided the girl, "These are Brothers to be respected."

Timmy turned to Brother Prasong, "Sorry, sir. The bitch is training for silence. We'll have a practice session on that this afternoon." Brother Prasong only smiled and winked at Timmy and sat back down.

Brother Prasong said something in Thai for his friend Apinya to translate. Brother Apinya bowed slightly, "Brother Prasong wants to relay his appreciation for the grade A pussy. He inquires of her age."

"11" answered Timmy, "She will be considered twelve when her conversion is complete and she honors the Brotherhood. We expect that to be next month or so."

"For her to be so eagerly committed to the pleasure of her master is a true indication of the quality of training process. We are sure her servile cunt will only become more valuable as she is shared by others. I would love to use it myself someday," Brother Apinya winked. "And you are how old?"

"17, sir" answered Timmy.

Brother Samuel stood and Timmy expected him to mark his bitch for punishment, but instead Brother Samuel put his hand under her chin and directed her to look at him. "Tell me about your mother, little one."

The girl stared at him perplexed, "I ... uh ... don't know. I ..."

"Don't you know her name?"

She paused, "... No."

"Didn't you have a mother?"

"I ... I guess ... but I don't know her name?" the girl stuttered.

Timmy cleared his throat and Ginger looked at him. "I don't know her name, sir."

Brother Samuel glanced at his Thai guests, "Ok, how about your father, who was he?"

"Well ... no, I can't ..., Mr. Timond is my father now. He's my father and my mother."

"You like Mr. Timond?"

"I love him. He takes care of me and Max."

"What else does Mr. Timond do for you?"

"He takes care of me. He lets Mr. Khan play with me. He feeds me and Max. He gives me and Max baths. He is my teacher. He makes me cum when I am a good girl."

"I think he will probably make you cum this evening. You're a very good girl. But tell me, where did you live before you came here?"

"I don't know. It was a long time ago."

"Yes, it was," Brother Samuel smiled, "So tell me what you do remember."

"I had an uncle. His name was ... was ... I don't know I called him Unky... and he was nice to me."

"How was Unky nice to you, little one?"

"He played with me. We played. He made me promise to keep it a secret but Mr. Timond said I could tell everyone now. The secret is safe with the Brothers," she looked at Timmy. He seemed ok with this, and looked back, "He taught me how to play with his thingy."

"Good girl. The men need to talk now. This is not for little ears, deary," and he nodded at Timmy who placed one hand on hers and with the other pressed a Brotherhood medallion hanging around his neck. Timmy gave the thumbs up.

Khan began to explain the new technology to the Thai Brothers. The girl on the desk was now listening to rings that had been placed in her ear canal, in accessible to her. All she could hear now was aphorisms about how to be a good bitch but do to "noise canceling" technology, hearing other sounds was suppressed and she was not now privileged to their conversation.

The girl jumped a little in response and Timmy put his hand on her shoulder. "Steady, bitch," though she could not have heard him with the noise in her ears.

Brother Samuel looked at his guests, "You can see here, how selective we can be with the memory treatments. It removes a lot of stress and allows for the shifting of dependency. Remembering Unky and his uhh... relationship, whatever it was, and how it involved sexual acts ... was simply useful in her transition as a convert to the Brotherhood. During treatment we had only to avoid any chemical infusion when she was remembering him. Most other memories were dealt with to remove encumbrances, anxieties, longings, future complications ... whatever might stand in the way of her new attachment to her trainer, and future attachments to the men to be served."

"This new generation of benzodiazepine can be used to very selectively delete memories that would interfere with training. It reduces training time by large percentages, as well as making it more humane. She has been liberated from the encumbrances of the chaotic, repressed, unnatural culture of her birth, and brought into a proper relationship with Mankind here in the culture of the Brotherhood."

Brother Samuel addressed the men, "You can see the memory treatments have been very helpful to this poor rescued daughter. She is just one example of our success with converts."

Brother Samuel addressed Timond, "Timond, we called you and your little cunt here because we want you to present her in the Assembly Hall late this afternoon. Reverend Sendd and I are impressed with your work and we would like others to see your accomplishments given such a short time. We are inviting our guests and any others interested to watch you present her to the Reverend. As you know there is a celebration and demonstration of converts in the Lounge tonight, so this would be good introduction before the special dinner for our honored guests. Are you agreeable to having your bitch ready outside the hall at 4 o'clock?"

"Of course, sir. Uh, should I bring my other bitch, Cissi? You know I'm training two now?"

"Reverend Sendd and I talked about that. Brother Bodd will taking over on her, so don't worry about that one. He's eager to dip his stick in that little cunt. You focus on this bitch." Brother Samuel looked down at the livestock.

"Can I bring Johnny, Khan and Zakila? They helped me a lot. We were really a team."

Brother Samuel shrugged, "Khan will be there with his colleagues. You can bring Johnny, Timond. He can be a part of the entry procession, but I asked Zakila to work in the effects booth. Prep your bitch well. Clean her, lube her, make sure her stomach is empty. Get her ready for a good hard work out. And be sure to remind her about appropriate behavior in front of the Assembly of Brothers. She must be at her very best. We don't want any embarrassment in front of our guests."

"Yes, sir. Should I bring Max with us?" Timmy asked.

"You decide. She's your trainee so you decide what you want to display but the respected Reverend and I will be asking questions and directing the show. Be on time."

"Zakila is editing the videos you two made. We may show parts of them, but let's just focus mostly on you and your training. Any more questions?"

Meaning time to go, "No, sir." Timond restored the girl's hearing by turning off the noise cancelling. He put his hand under the 11 year old's elbow and gave her ass a light snap with is little whip, "Off the desk. Let's go."

She leaned forward and carefully lifted her butt up until it cleared the dildo, and audibly exhaled. Then she climbed down off the desk and paused to massage her asshole a little. Timmy, seeing an opportunity to impress his audience, "Hands off my hole, bitch," and gave her a hard snap on the butt cheek.

She jumped a little, "Soorriy!"

The emphasis was on the last syllable, which made it sound more like an objection than an apology but Timmy decided to clear out, "I'll see to that," he rejoined giving her leash a little jerk as she followed him out of the office, "I'll be at the Assembly Hall door at 4. See you there, Khan," he said on the way out the door.

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by Alexander Martin