***
Bo woke to the sound of his cell phone going off. Trying not to wake Nora he grabbed it and took it to another room to read the message that had been sent. It was from Natalie.
“Uncle Bo, I received an urgent call from Rex early this morning begging me to come to London. Roxy’s gotten into something and her health has gone downhill. With your permission, I’d like a leave of absence.”
Bo quickly texted back. “You have my permission. I’ll put the paperwork through at the station. Hope Roxy gets better. Tell Rex to call me."
Alison smiled. One down, two to go. Dialing John McBain was oddly thrilling, little did the man know what was in store for his Natalie.
John walked out of his bathroom and heard the sound of his phone go off. He saw that Natalie had texted.
“John, I don’t have time to talk, but I thought I’d let you know what’s up. Liam and I are making a trip to London to see Rex. Uncle Bo has given permission. I’ll call when I get a chance. Love you."
John frowned, he didn’t like the idea of Natalie so far away, but at least in London, she would be nowhere near Mitch. He tried to call, but the phone went straight to voicemail. Resigned, John texted.
“Got your text. Be careful over there. Love you too. I’ll wait for that call.”
The door to the car opened and Alison nodded as Natalie was removed to the van along with the baby. While Alison made her last call, one of Mitch’s disciples and another child joined her in the car. “Mrs. Victoria Banks, it’s now your turn.”
“Mom sorry for such short notice. Liam and I are on our way to a Forensics Conference in London. Got in it at the last minute, forgot to mention it. We’ll be fine, don’t worry about us. Uncle Bo and John already know. Bye now, have a flight to catch.”
Alison turned to the woman next to her and handed her the phone. “The Messenger expects you to follow his orders to the letter. You and the child will go to London. You will be contacted by someone at the airport. Do not under any circumstance answer that phone, you will merely be texting and sending pictures as we instruct. Do you understand?
The woman nodded. “I will heed the Messenger.”
A short time later, Natalie’s car was left in the long-term parking lot at the airport and a woman and child boarded the plane to London as Natalie Banks and son.
***
She woke up lying on a bed. Her head felt like it was full of cotton and she went to get out of bed only to discover her hands tied to the headboard. Alarm filled her as she recalled a hand covering her mouth as she started to enter her car. There was something else, an odor, sweet. Oh god, someone had chloroformed her. Liam! Where was Liam? Natalie tried to calm herself. She had no idea who had taken her. As her head cleared she attempted to open her eyes and realized she was blindfolded and naked. Oh god, what did they want with her? She heard a door open. “Hello, someone help me, Please. Tell me where I am? Where is my son?”
Alison walked into the room. Mitch had ordered that she bring Natalie to him and she had obeyed without question. He was her drug of choice and she would do anything he asked. She had waited patiently outside of Llanfair for several days getting used to Natalie’s routine. Then after picking up all the necessary items they would need, she had simply made her move that morning. It had been so easy. She was in incredible shape thanks to Kipling’s nanobots and it had been nothing to overcome Natalie, her struggle had been almost nonexistent. Now she looked at the woman who had betrayed and shot Mitch. At first, she had wanted to kill her, but Mitch had other plans. As she thought about what Mitch had in mind, she was filled with some perverse pleasure. It was going to be fun, making Natalie one of them.
Moving to the bedside, Alison picked up a bottle of water sitting on the nightstand. She removed the cap and poured the powders in, shaking the bottle until they dissolved. She sat next to Natalie and without a word offered her a drink. She knew Natalie couldn’t resist taking the drink, the chloroform usually left a bad taste in the mouth. She watched as Natalie eagerly drank and smiled. It would only take a few minutes for the first of the drugs to take effect.
Natalie felt the bottle put to her lips and at first, was afraid to drink, then she tasted it cautiously and it was just water. She began drinking it, grateful to wash down the taste in her mouth. “Please whoever you are, what have you done with my son?” She got no answer and was anxious since she didn’t know where Liam was. “Why won’t you answer, where is Liam?” Then she began to feel strange and disoriented. Oh God, I’ve been drugged. Her thoughts became fuzzy. Where is ... She knew she should be worried about something but whatever it was drifted away, and she was floating in a gray fog unable to focus on any thought.
Alison walked over and opened the door. She stood back to let him enter.
Mitch stared at the harlot on the bed. He had instructed that she be stripped of her clothes. She was now helpless and totally vulnerable. He recalled the events shortly before she shot him. He had told her he would have her and now he was going to make good on that promise. Alison had done precisely what he had ordered and he pulled her close, his hand going to her protruding belly. She was with child and he would make her his wife in a couple of months, but first, it was time for Natalie’s punishment.
She had defied him for the last time. He nodded to Alison and she walked over to sit once more beside Natalie. Alison lifted the blindfold and shown the light into Natalie’s eyes. She was unfocused and ready. She replaced the blindfold The cocktail of drugs furnished by Dr. Kipling had acted quickly, she was now under their control. She would be unable to deny them anything and it was now time to begin Natalie’s instruction. Alison began “Natalie, do you hear me? You must listen to my voice. I will guide you. You must obey. Do you understand?
Natalie had been wandering in the fog, lost, and she latched onto the voice. The voice gave her a safe port. She must listen to the voice. The voice would tell her what to do. She responded. “I must obey, I understand."
“Do you know why you are here? Answer me.”
She couldn’t think. Why was she here? Where was here? “No, why am I here?” she answered
“I will tell you. You’ve been bad, Natalie. You did something very wrong. You tried to kill a man. That is wrong and sinful. You betrayed your master and blackened your soul. Repeat after me... I’ve been bad. I am a sinner, I betrayed my master.”
She was drifting and felt compelled to repeat. “I’ve been bad. I am a sinner, I betrayed my master.”
“Yes, Natalie you’ve been bad. You betrayed your master. You are lost, Natalie, do you feel it? Your sin weighs you down and you feel unclean. It’s pulling you down, you are all alone. No one is coming to save you. You don’t deserve to be saved."
Natalie suddenly felt like something heavy and ugly was on her, it was smothering her. She struggled to escape the weight but it pushed down and covered her. “Help me, someone get this off me.” There was no one to help her. This was her evil enveloping her. The voice told her she didn’t deserve help and she believed. “ I am alone.” The voice continued and Natalie fell deeper under the spell.
“You must listen to me. I’m telling the truth. you must not fight the truth. You must obey. is that correct.”
She answered the voice. “I must obey. you are telling the truth.” She had tried to take a life, she was alone and no one would come to her aid. “Noooo.” She moaned. The evil around her seemed to suddenly adhere like a slimy skin.
“You must fully understand what you have done. You are dirty and have shamed yourself. You are lower than low. Tell me, Natalie, let me know you understand.”
The words flowed into her and she believed them. You are dirty and have shamed yourself. You are lower than low. She began rubbing her body against the sheets trying to clean the filth she felt upon her. “ I am dirty I have shamed myself. “ she began to weep. “I am bad!"
“Yes that is correct, you are unclean, but you can repent. Everything I’ve told you is the truth, but I wish to help you. Do you want help, Natalie? Ask for help Natalie.”
“Help me please!”
“That’s very good Natalie. There is one who can bring you out of the dark and into the light. He is the Messenger. Do you want his help?”
Natalie nodded.
“You must listen and heed the Messenger. Do you understand?”
“I must heed the Messenger.”
“The Messenger will help you, but you must clean yourself first. To do that, you must repent.”
“I must repent.”
Alison looked at her master and smiled. The drugs had made Natalie completely compliant.
“You must repent and accept your punishment. You sorely hurt and betrayed your master. The Messenger said you must beg your master for forgiveness and ask for punishment. You must heed the Messenger.”
“I must heed the Messenger.”
“Your master approaches Natalie. Are you repentant? You must do as the Messenger instructed. Only then can you become clean again.”
Natalie wanted to be clean again. The filth on her was driving her crazy it seemed to be trying to enter every bit of her and she wanted it off. She needed help and the voice said she could ask it of who? The Messenger? Words filled her head. The Messenger said I must beg for forgiveness and ask for punishment. ‘I wish to be clean, I am bad. I betrayed my master.“
“Yes Natalie, that is correct. Do as the Messenger instructed. Your master stands before you. You must heed the Messenger.”
“I must heed the Messenger.” Grasping the bar she was tied to, Natalie arched her body and begged. “My master, punish me, it is what I deserve.” She felt strong hands grab her and turn her onto her stomach, her hands and arms twisted above her head. He roughly positioned her on her knees and began beating her back and bottom. With each blow she cried out, but took her punishment. It was what she deserved.
Alison watched Mitch. She was being turned on by him as he stood there administering the punishment. He looked magnificent. She resumed her work. “You’ve been bad, you must apologize. He is your master what do you say to him?”
Natalie was confused. She had no sense of time. She was being punished as she deserved. I’ve been bad, He’s mad at me. I need to apologize. Words tumbled from her mouth. “Master forgive me. You are my master, I must obey.” She was turned back onto her back. The wounds received from the beating hurt but it was her punishment.
The voice spoke again. “You must show the master your repentance. Spread your legs and accept your master.”
The drugs filling her took all resistance away. She complied with the order and did as she was told. “I must obey. You are my master.”
Mitch smiled wickedly. Yes, you will soon believe that fully and know you can no longer escape me. “You are mine, Natalie, you will obey me,” he whispered as he drove into her and used her.
Natalie was helpless to do anything other than what she had been commanded, her body and will, were not her own. She responded to his words. “I will obey.” When he finished with her, she drifted into a drug-induced oblivion as another drug began to take effect.
Alison knelt at the side of the bed and looked at Mitch. She couldn’t believe it. Mitch hadn’t emptied himself in Natalie. She felt a quiver of hope go through her. Had he forgiven her, did he still want her? She looked into his eyes and her heart leapt. She knew that look. Everything around her faded into the background as she felt her pulse speed up. She wanted him. She was so turned on just watching him with Natalie. The next thing she knew she had crawled to the end of the bed and knelt in front of Mitch. With the edge of the sheet she wiped him clean and then began to service him. This was her man, strong, virile, magnificent.
Mitch’s eyes gleamed as he looked at his fiance. Natalie would carry his baby soon, but it was Alison that had turned him on. He had felt the rush and gotten hard when she was instructing Natalie. His Alison had brought the “Jezebel” to him, believing he was going to make Natalie his own. She had performed her role in Natalie’s punishment without question and had accepted it as her own punishment for her deceits. Now she looked at him with her luminous eyes, ready to do whatever he asked of her. He glanced over at the woman lying in a drug-induced stupor and dismissed her. She was nothing but a means to an end. Alison knew what he wanted and was giving it to him. He let out a roar of appreciation as she showed him her skills then grabbed her up and backed her against the wall, impaling her slick and ready body. As always they burned hot like a flame exposed to oxygen.
When they were finished, Alison shyly covered herself. She prayed that Mitch’s actions meant he wanted her again. She prepared to continue her service to her master and was shocked when Mitch grabbed her from behind.
“You belong to me and no other. Do you understand?”
She nodded
“In two months time. You will become my wife and take your rightful place beside me. In the meantime, you will continue to instruct Natalie. She will come to realize that she too, belongs to me and I will do with her what I will. She will carry my child because that is all she is good for, she is nothing more than a broodmare.”
Mitch’s words filled her heart. He cared nothing for Natalie. He was going to make her, Alison, his wife. She would bear his child and help him guide his flock. She turned in his arms. “I am yours to command always and forever. Before the end of this week, Natalie will do anything you ask of her. The world will soon remember the power of the Messenger.” He crushed her lips with his, leaving her breathless, and left her to her chore. Before leaving Natalie’s room. Alison held the water once more to Natalie’s lips and forced some more of the drug into her. With her mind now open to suggestion, Alison turned on the speaker and her voice continued instructing Natalie.
You are all alone. Everyone has abandoned you because you were bad. You must repent your sins and be saved. You are all alone. Everyone has abandoned you because you were bad. You must repent your sins and be saved. You are all alone.
The recording played continually and Natalie’s drugged mind absorbed it like a sponge. Several hours later Natalie stirred. She was cold and her arms and body were hurting. She moved, she still was confused as to where she was. Natalie struggled to remember how she got there, she felt dirty and worthless. Natalie’s drugged mind was keeping her faculties dulled and she had even forgotten her son. She laid there, and the voice spoke. Natalie obediently listened as instructed earlier, the voice would lead her. She soon fell under the hypnotic aspect of the words and repeated them, her mind believing them to be true.
The recording was stopped as dinner time approached, and one of Mitch’s disciples entered the room. As she entered the room, she heard Natalie reciting the truths she had learned. The Messenger had ordered that no one talk to Natalie. She had been sent to clean and feed Natalie and then leave her alone. Melanie did as her master instructed. The master punished as he saw fit.
Natalie heard the footsteps and wished she could cover herself. She was unworthy of help, she was dirty. “Don’t come near me,” she pleaded. Soft hands untied her from the headboard and pulled her up off the bed. She was led to a bathroom, and Natalie felt ashamed and wanted to hide, because she had to relieve herself in the presence of another. Then she was fed, led back to her bed, and tied there again. Not one word was spoken to her the whole time. For the third time that day, the drugs in Natalie’s dinner worked their way into her system. Her mind was confused, struggling to hold onto words and make sense of them.
She was bad,...alone, so alone... not worthy to be saved...no one wanted her....repent...Heed the Messenger. Then the voice returned and Natalie eagerly listened, the voice would make it all clear. Alison again walked Natalie through her sins. Mitch doled out his punishment at Natalie’s drugged request and on her plea, took her offered body. No love was given, it was just sex and Mitch spilled his seed into her. Mitch and Alison left leaving the disembodied voice to give Natalie further instructions.
You must heed the Messenger. He is your savior. Heed the Messenger. He will help you if you repent. Heed the Messenger You must beg for forgiveness from your master.
As the first day of her captivity ended. Natalie’s conditioning had a firm foothold in her mind. She whispered as she fell into a drugged sleep. “I must heed the Messenger, he is my savior.”
***
That night both Vicki and John received texts telling them Natalie had made it safely to London. Mitch watched as Alison signed off with the London disciple. The plan had succeeded and no one was even aware that Natalie and Liam had never left Llantano County.
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