Chuckles came from the three Takeru, as if they were amused at her continued show of defiance. The original, however, reached a hand toward Veil's neck, closing around it before leaning in to her. "I will never fall, you can be sure of that. And beside, every single one of us is real... And none of us are the real one." And then released his grip on her neck. "Doctor... You may begin." And not too far away, a man in the usual white labcoat approached the metal table, carrying a tray with which he set down by the table.

"Thank you, Mr. Nakamura. Let's see..." The scientist brought up a small syringe, with only about a fifth of its length filled with a certain purple serum. The serum, however, appeared several shades darker than his serums did.

The second Takeru smiled before looking up at the first. "Well, excuse us then. We do have some business to handle, but I trust you have everything in hand here?" At this, the original gave a brief nod, still staring down at Veil. With that, the two copies of Takeru Nakamura left the chamber, leaving the first with the knowledge that he would certainly be in control. They always were in control.

The scientist went around to stand on the left side of the table, previously occupied by the second Takeru. Holding her arm down with considerable strength, or was it that she simply lacked the strength to fight back, and brought the syringe close. "Let's see. I'm sure you've heard all about my serums, and just what they can do to you. Well, there is a certain drug that I can produce, which causes a particular effect in the body. Let's call this effect, 'primal lust'. Well, that syringe there is a new version of my serum. Diluted, a single dose would be more than enough to cause them to exhibit unrestrained lust and wild desire, destroying any reason or inhibition they might have."

Takeru chuckled as he took ahold of the syringe from the scientist. "For you, however. We're using an undiluted solution. Even with only a fifth of the standard dose... The effect is still ten times stronger. And laced with nanites, you can be sure they'll be making sure the serum goes to all the right places. In short, say 'bye bye'..." Takeru spoke in a childish voice, completely condensing to the female. "To reason, because where you're going, the only thing you'll care about is getting that raw, white-hot need satisfied..." At this, the scientist gave out his own chuckle, finding it quite funny. A sentiment Takeru shared. "And with this drug, it's impossible to satisfy it..."

And the scientist picked up a second syringe, this one filled with what seemed to be a dark blue liquid. Takeru went on, once again. "Unless you get injected with that serum. Think of it this way... This serum is the virus, and that blue one... is the cure." The criminal began laughing in a mocking tone, amused at the notion of using her own words on her. "You'll be our seventh test subject, though. The six before you... Well, what happened to them was quite a messy affair. Try as we might, we couldn't get them to be coherent again. Getting overloaded on pleasure, it seems, isn't a good thing... But with your unique biology, it looks like you'll be able to get your sanity back after getting injected with the cure. Don't worry, we checked with a sample of your blood."

As helpful as he might have thought he was being, the criminal was far from being assuring for the prisoner. Here, it seemed, her second nightmarish hell would begin.

Veil turned her head to the side and looking over at Takeru and gave him a small smile, "You know, I'm not sure which is going to be worse the torture or having to listen to you and your lackeys."

Turning her head and eyes back up towards the ceiling, she just waited for it all to begin. Her mind was focused on only two objectives, to resist and escape. He had been right, she was fighting the wrong enemy and had been fighting him the wrong way. Until she managed to escape everything was simply a test of her will and would give her potentially more knowledge about her enemy. Hardened as she might have been though and in her weakened state, she was more than a bit concerned about the road that lay in front of her. Her breathing was already labored from the strain of battle that had apparently happened over three days ago and given the rather impressive security detail and restraints on her, she highly doubted he was going to truly make the same mistake she'd made in dealing with him. There was nothing she could do except to accept what was coming and try to deal with it as it came. On a long enough time line should she fail to get free she had little doubt that she would break and after that given long enough she probably wouldn't even want to.

In the moments before that doctor was going to inject her, she delved deep into her own mind and trying to find her center. In the back of her thoughts the dark voice whispered, reminding her that she knew she wasn't going to be able to withstand it. Her extra sensory perceptions and intuition could see it clear as day. She was just lying to herself and that only in acceptance would she be able to truly find peace and be able to at least come through with her psyche in tact. With another small snort, she pushed her own thoughts back from her mind again she knew this would be coming after she had spiked herself and it wasn't going to make her trials at this bastards hands any easier.

"Ha! Defiant to the very end, aren't we? Good, that'll only make it even more fun for me." Takeru chuckled, shrugging off her insulting remarks. "Don't think for a second that it'll be easy. Whatever hardships you've had in the past, will be happy memories compared to what I will do to you." Takeru chuckled as he picked up a ball gag on a desk nearby, fitting the small black orb into the agent's mouth despite her resistance, and held it there as two bands grew out of the sphere, extending around her head until they met at the back, binding together tightly and effectively silencing her. "You're just starting to sound like a bad record, really." The criminal chuckled at her.

The scientist took back the syringe in Takeru's hand and prepared it for injection, taking care to make sure it was in perfect condition. Returning his hold on her wrist, the scientist brought the needle to her hand, picking out a suitable vein and pressing the point of the needle into it, and began pushing down on the syringe, the serum flowing into her veins. Now within their target, the nanites carrying the drug began their work to seek out the body's weaknesses and attack them systemically. "It's in, sir." The scientist spoke as he pulled out the empty needle.

The criminal smiled at Veil, leaning his face close to her. "Helplessness... is a feeling you are going to learn over and over again." Takeru said, in a soft voice, each word laced with a subtle intensity that left no room for smart remarks. And already, a tingling feeling began spreading in Veil's wrist, growing stronger and stronger at too fast a rate for any mere aphrodisiac agent. Soon, the feeling began to spread down her arm and across her chest quickly, the nanites flooding her body with the aid of her own circulatory system. The feeling steadily developed into a warm, then hot, sensation, almost like a strong desire for pleasure. This was more than a drug.

This was LUST distilled. It was as if Takeru had harnessed the very power of lust itself and turned it into liquid form, allowing him to overwhelm anyone with wanton need for pleasure. "I imagine you're really feeling the effects by now." The monster in question smiled down at Veil, watching as even her pale cheeks became flushed with red, a hand sliding across her perfect skin and in between her legs, fingers pressing into her already hot hole. "Oh, why, yes you are!" He said, in a singsong voice, as he brought his fingers up, already wet with her juices.

Her body felt flush and hot all over as the tingling warmth spread to every corner of her being. Gagged by the ball in her mouth, her nose flared as she drew in hard breath, snorting out like an animal in heat while her body and mind attempted to battle the toxin that now coursed through out her. Her resistance was considerably far above that of any human or most aliens even in her weakened state, as her glowing red eyes were with filled with nothing but hatred as she glared hard at the man. Takeru's abundant and impressive medical equipment would be able to see that her body was attempting to adapt, absorb and destroy the unwelcome liquid. It was more than just a natural biological reaction and it showed Takeru exactly what she truly was or at least turned into. She was an arcane construct, built from genetic material heavily enchanted with complex magick rites and merged into her once human body. A.D.D had used their specially designed nanites to seal the process from completion and had more of less turned the young looking woman into their slave without her even being the wiser. It was a humorous irony, one she probably still didn't even realize to this day. Had she not over extended herself and brought herself into such a pitiful state it might have even been possible for her to ignore the effects of the distilled lust that now crushed against her very will completely.

"Mpphgmmll!"

His hand sliding up her leg, caused Veil's slender athletic body to twist and push herself into his hand, groaning hard into the ball gag. The harder she fought, the worse it felt as it tore through what meager defenses she had to offer. Grunting and shaking her head to the side, she felt his warm hand press against her dripping and burning sex. His fingers dragging across them, letting her juices coat them as he pressed them up against her wanting slit only served to help plummet her into the maddening embrace of the drugs waiting arms. Her entire body began to tremble, shaking from the ravenous need blooming inside of her and the sheer exhaustion her body had already felt. For the first time in years, hot stinging tears began to roll down her soft, reddened angelic cheeks.

The evil machine smirked as he agent began to show undeniable signs that the drug was truly working. And now, to completely and totally crush her defiant will. "My, my, so much results from such a little dose. I wasn't even expecting it to work this well. But, you know what? I really hate letting things go to waste and my father always told me... 'Whenever possible, don't ever deviate from the plan.' Well, the plan was originally to give you a taste of our super serum..."

The scientist brought up another syringe of equal size to the first one, but this time it was filled completely with the dark pink liquid. "Here, a full dose as planned, Mr. Nakamura." The criminal smiled as he stared down at Veil, a finger tracing a line on her jawline before brushing against her bottom lip.

"As you can see... If just a fifth of a dose brought on this much effect, then a full dose... Is really going to fuck you up. You said you wouldn't ever serve me. Well, thanks to this... You won't even have a choice. Not that you ever did." Takeru smiled as the scientist walked over to his side, holding her other wrist down and pressing the needle into another vein. The entire dose was then injected into her body. The effect was even faster than the first time had been, this time a white-hot burning spreading all over her body as the nanites continued to work within her, fighting off both her ability to fight them and spreading the serum into every cell within her, much like a cancerous virus.

Takeru stared along her body, taking notice of the growing flush on her skin, the swell of her breasts and their already hard nipples, her trembling flesh as she tried to fight the forced lust, the writhing legs as they tried to get to the burning fever within her crotch. "Hmm, it just occurred to me that I don't even know your name, not that it matter really. I'll just call you Slave from on now. You don't deserve a name at all. You deserve nothing at all. Not that you care right now, right?" Takeru chuckled as he brought his fingers to Veil's pussy again, sinking them into her depth once more and this time around, it was completely drenched, her juices already splashing out onto the metal table beneath her.

"Wow, so wet already. Far more than any of the others had been!" The criminal spoke aloud with a mocking tone, his hand already sopping wet with her juices as the fingers continued to move around within her, even the smallest of sensations magnified tens of thousands of times over. "Aren't you embarrassed at all? Not even the most pathetic whore on the most desperate of slave pits would have been this wet." Takeru looked back at Veil's face, a sadistic smile on his face. "Guess that mean you've fallen lower than any whores have."

Abandoning her sodden pussy, the criminal returned to her face, his own within an inch of her's. "This, slave, is your fall from grace. Welcome to your Hell." There were no emotion whatsoever in his voice, nothing but scorn and judgement. She had indeed fallen from being an Agent of the A.D.D to being little more than a... drugged slut that would never be able to satisfy the raw burning need within her loins. Even the criminal she had tried to take in now felt pity for her. "You're laughable, slave."

The second shot caused Veil's body to tense and tighten as the forced lust blasted through her entire body. While most women probably would have been driven utterly insane from the sheer concentrated dose which she had been given, Veil was not most women. Her body had failed her as the poison took greater hold, her body writhing and shifting in unbelievable wanton desire. His fingers inside of her even for that moment only spurred her body onward, her hips bucking of their own back to him before he had pulled them free from her. Her mind however remained as it had been, her own unique sixth sense had afforded her a protection of sorts against the drug, yet there was a price even for the small measure of sanity and clarity she had been able to keep. That clarity had made the sensations ravaging her body almost worse as she was keenly aware of every single second of her predicament and every single feeling that was unnaturally created by the monsters insidious drug. Her entire body shivered and shook, whimpering groans forced out through her gag from the need her body screamed at her with. His breath on her skin sickened her to her stomach as his face hung in front of hers taunting her coldly, yet at the same time that little voice and ravenous hunger lurking inside of her wanted nothing more that him. Turning her face away from him, her eyes had closed again.

Amidst it all even in her pitiful state she had started to recover faster, even with the cocktail of his serum specially designed after her own blood and biological make up. The seal itself couldn't contain her nature and as such multiple attacking nanites had gone offline, as if incinerated. The arcane construct she truly was had begun to adapt, though as with everything else in her current state it was hardly a fast process.

Opening her eyes, she stared hard at the man, her eyes burned with hatred, smoldering against any of those maddening feelings assaulting her as a deep primal lust flickered behind them. She knew well enough to ignore his words, words that she knew were all part of a process that she was far to familiar with. He couldn't just break her body, he'd have to crack her will. Gagged as she was, she just laughed into the ball gag leaning her head back as crystal tears streamed down her face. So long as she clung to that spark she would be able to recover, she would eventually beat his little drug. Even if she had lost herself, as she had before, Veil knew that eventually she would find her way back. Had she been thinking more clearly, she probably wouldn't have laughed, she might have even pretended that the drug had driven her out of her very last senses but she didn't. Since the beginning she had defied him and for as long as she was able, she would keep doing such until he either succeeded in breaking her completely or until she had managed to get herself free.

"As fun as this is..." Takeru spoke softly, knowing that she was making an effort to ignore him, but he didn't really care. "What's the point of flooding your body with this super serum of mine? Watching you in the throes of lust might be fun, but there are far better ways to play with you, slave." The criminal looked up at the scientist, a sadistic smirk on his face. "The devices, please." Not wanting to anger his employer, the man went toward another desk nearby, picking up a tray full of black metal objects. It wasn't enough to just break her body. It wasn't enough to just crush her will. It wasn't enough to try and destroy her, body, mind, and soul. He wanted to make sure that she suffered a torturous existence as much as possible, and what better way to do that than with unbearable pleasure?

"You see. The monster began as he wiped off a tear with his finger, somewhat amused and interested in her cries. "As long as you're here... You're going to be at my mercy, and you can trust that I'll be devoting your every waking moment to this hell of yours. Oh, and we'll be recording everything that happens and sending broadcasts across all A.D.D bases and outposts. Your fellow agents will be watching as you get broken down... And they will know that this is the fate that awaits them all if they dares to come after me." A sardonic chuckle. "Fear has always been an effective deterrent."

With the tray brought to him, Takeru looked down at it and picked out a flat circular item, comprised entirely of black metal no bigger than a square inch. "These things are just wonderful, actually. They can fill in all sorts of roles, adapting to the situation as demanded of them. Well, in this case, they get to be your tormentors." Takeru gave another sardonic chuckled and he brought the disk over to Veil's chest, positioning it directly over her right nipple. "They can create an adhesive gel that allow them to stick to whatever they are attached to." And indeed, as the criminal placed the object on top of her hard nipple, it rapidly began producing a sticky liquid, attaching itself to the agent. On its own, the disk turned into something akin to liquid metal, flowing over her nipple and aureole, covering every little bit in itself. Completely covering the nipple, the disk hardened back. And as soon as it had hardened, the disk began vibrating against her, sending powerfully magnified signals back to her pleasure centers; ordinarily, such signals would have simply been a pleasant feeling but under the effect of the super serum, it was akin to a sledgehammer being used against her.

Smirking at the immediate effects, Takeru took out another disk and placed it on Veil's left nipple, watching as it did the same as the first had done, soon vibrating against her as well. A third disk was taken out and placed on the very top of Veil's clitoris after he had splayed her nether lips wide open. Encasing the clitoris in its liquid metal, the device began vibrating wildly as well. "You know what, even if it may mean I'll have to listen to you being defiant, I'd rather hear you scream." Takeru laughed softly as he reached for the ball gag that had been hindering her ability to speak, taking it out after the bands had snapped loose.

As impressive as her fight against the enhanced and concentrated full dose of the serum might have been and as quick as her taxed and weakened body had managed to adapt, it just wasn't enough to handle the additional stimulation. Even before the slavers had gotten their hands upon her, Veil was naturally a very sensitive woman and her modification at their hands had only made it worse. As the first black metal molded itself to her light pink nipple, Veil's entire body locked up as she threw her head upward letting out a hard muffled groan into the gag. Her back arched once more causing her full alabaster globes to bounce and push out towards her tormentor. The vibration felt as if it was shaking her entire body, reverberating through out her yet intensely focused upon one of the most sensitive parts of her nearly flawless body. The second disk only multiplied the effects as the vibration hummed into her ears, scattering more of her thoughts and causing her to scream out a muffled cry of pleasure, lust and desire into the gag as her body squirmed and shook trying desperately to shake those things free from her.

After the final device had latch and plastered itself to her little clitoris, Veil's eyes went wide as she grunted and snorted like an animal in heat while her entire body moved just the same. While her regeneration and adaptation hadn't been able to currently keep up with the current onslaught her body was being forced to endure and the sheer levels of pleasure and need had erased the better part of conscious thought, Veil's imbued mental faculties had enabled her to retain just enough presence of mind to keep from driving her into the utter void of insanity. Tears of pleasure and strained resistance continued to roll down her cheeks, biting down hard upon her bottom lip as the gag is pulled free, muffling her own shameful moans of lust.

With a hard gasp and a curling of her toes Veil cries out, "IT...IT DOESN'T...Nnnngghh MATTER WHAT YOUAAAHHHH DO TO MEEE HHNNNGGHHH ADD WILL NEOOOOHHH...NEVER STOP!!!"

"Yes, well... I certainly hope they don't falter. After all, I certainly need more quality test subjects and they've done a spectacular job of providing me with that through you agents. In the end, I won't even need to destroy the A.D.D..." Takeru smiled as he listened to Veil's moans and groans, watching with interest as her body arched and writhed and strained at her bonds. He was always fascinated with the way women produced tears during moments of intense pleasure. Enthralled, in fact. "They'll eventually destroy themselves, like all you organic lifeforms. In the end, only we machines will be left standing, with all the universe locked into glorious synchronization. We will impose order on the chaos you organics have caused."

Looking up at the scientist who had since then retreated to his control panel, going over the readings and ensuring the serum was operating as expected, Takeru smiled as the scientist looked up at him as well. With a finger, the criminal made a gesture, pointing upward. Nodding his confirmation, the scientist's hand moved for one of the dials, already on the lowest setting. "I'll bring it up by another setting, sir." Receiving only a nod from his employer, the scientist raised the setting by one, the vibrating disks now humming even harder, sending fresh surges of sensations throughout her erogenous zones. Takeru could only smile wider at Veil's responses, pointing up yet again.

Raising the setting to three now, the scientist watched as the vibrators increased in intensity again. Between the stronger vibrations and the super serum, Takeru was wondering just how long Veil could hold out until her world was shattered by her body's responses. "Enjoy this as much as you can, slave, because you're in for the long haul here. I am really going to enjoy breaking you." The criminal chuckled before looking at the scientist. "Raise the setting by five for a moment, please." At this, the scientist looked back at Takeru, doubt visible on his face. "Are you sure that's wise, Mr. Nakamura? The last specimen we had could only take it as high as the fourth setting. Giving her twice that this early-"

"Do it now or you will find your family and yourself indoctrinated faster than it takes to raise a compliant." Gulping, the scientist shut himself up and raised the setting to eight for only several moments before returning it to three, as Takeru had ordered. The experience would be very intense for Veil, perhaps even going as far as to induce multiple orgasms quickly. After all, that had occurred with her predecessor but on a much lower setting. Takeru was truly evil, torturing her with something that should have been quite enjoyable! "Better to rule in Hell than to serve in Heaven."

Each increase in the vibrators intensity sapped at Veil's inner reserves, drawing out her weakness and suffocating what little strength and resistance she had managed to surround herself with and each increase seemed to nearly double the effect of the drug coursing inside of her. Sweat boiled to the surface of her silken pale skin, reflecting the light around her and giving her slender frame a luminescent spectral aura as it ran down her naked flesh. The internal pressure of need and pleasure burned inside of her like a raging inferno, flames licking at the corners of her mind and incinerating any rational thought they touched. Blinded by a haze of pleasure and the crystal tears the poured free from her shining red eyes, Veil continued to squirm and strain against her bindings. Her taut athletic muscles glistening and tensing from the painful effort, yet even that sensation only merged into the pleasured rush that every tried to pull her down into the empty void.

While it wasn't without warning the effect of the setting being pushed up to its eighth setting was like being stuck by a lightning bolt. Each second seemed to stretch on for an eternity as her head went upwards sharply and her mouth opened in a soundless scream. Climax after climax shook her body, her womanly juices pouring from her sex into a puddle upon the metal table she was bound to. Her cheeks reddened ever deeper, her eyes wide and yet, even still she didn't feel satisfied...the rush of pleasure from her own release only stoked the fires and battered her already feeble resistances with even greater force. Veil's body continued to ceaselessly battle against the serum and the nanites, gaining momentum and losing it just the same. For as strong as her own will was and her own grim determination what little coherent thought remained in her mind she knew that she wouldn't be able to hold out forever.

Had Veil been as she was prior to her rebirth she would have cracked far before even this, her human body wouldn't have been able to handle the extreme effect which the full serum had produced. Her old Masters had rebuilt her as a reward for her loyal service. While it had made her far more than she had ever been, the price and the truth behind her transformation were far greater than she would have ever wished to admit. They had ripped her humanity from her and melded her into some sort of organic magical construct built only for their wishes and desires. In some ways it worse that her mind retained its sanity, that the spark inside of her refused to budge and shielded her from simply just giving in to her body. It was no accident either that she was able to withstand such treatment and likely more, her Masters had ensured any disobedience wouldn't just be lost into a mindless haze. Her strength, her will and even her resistances had been little more than just something they had given her to make sure every last ounce of defiance inside of her would be subdued by the time they were done with her. She had escaped that fate by chance, she hoped to be able to escape it again.

It had been quite erotic, actually, watching the woman go through all that. He would have to be sure to let her experience that more. In fact, why not now? "Again, now. And don't stop until I say so." And in silent obedience, or was it fear? The scientist switched the strength of the black disks back to the eighth setting, letting the intense vibrations wrack her body once again. A second passed, then another, and another. The seconds soon ticked by, each one like an eternity to her as her body was battered further by powerful sensations amplified by the drug within, until they stretched into a minute, and then another minute. Grinning cruelly, Takeru watched the agent endure her torture until several more minutes had gone by. "Stop. Deactivate the devices." And the vibrations ceased as the black disks became silent now.

Smirking, Takeru watched as the agent continued to resist and fight against his nanites and the serum, along with putting up with the torturous game of his. Knowing she would have no strength with which to fight both him and the combined might of the Elite Guardsmen here, especially not when she was weaponless, lacked armor, and had no access to her magic. Fighting all of them in the way she was now was simply suicide. Confident of all this, Takeru spoke quietly. "Release her restraints. I don't think we'll need them any more now that our slave knows what we can do to her. After all, I would like to enjoy my plaything." Takeru chuckled as two of his Guardsmen came up to the table.

And with that, the scientist pressed on a red button, releasing the agent from her metal prison. With her freed from her bonds, Veil was then helped off the table by the Guardsman, each one holding her up by slipping a supporting arm under her own arms. ”Take her back to my quarters and make sure she makes no foolish attempts to escape.” The guards gave their master confirming nods before dragging the agent off to the criminal’s personal quarters. The scientist, however, picked up another device and gave it to Takeru, one that appeared to be a remote control of sorts, but instead of buttons, it too had settings. ”This is going to be fun, indeed. Takeru smiled as he took the device and followed the guards as they took Veil to his chamber, depositing her onto his bed and then proceeded to stand guard outside the only exit. ”Well, slave, this is where you swear your undying hatred for me before you’re back on the bed, screaming my name out.”

Orgasmic peak after peak crashed into her as the device was set back upon her once more as her entire body seized and spasmed as if being electrocuted. Her full breasts bounced and heaved with her movements as she shifted on top of the metal table while more of her own female juices poured from between her legs and pooled onto the table. While she was silent at first, her mouth open once more as if screaming yet from the sheer overload of sensation suffocating her she wasn't even able to make a sound, she wasn't able to even breathe. Tears streamed down her face as every last bit of her strength was ripped out of her yet even then it just continued. It was Heaven and Hell all at once, blissful pain or was it painful bliss. It didn't matter as even the very last spark of will inside of her had been compressed into nearly nothing. Any amount of rational thought was gone and all that was left was her two conflicting sides. The part of her that instinctively wanted to fight off the torture and the darker side of her that was thrilled by it. Locked up from the pleasure as she was her head remained pointed upwards as drool rolled from the corners of her mouth, some where in the furthest recesses of her mind she didn't believe that it was ever going to stop.

Once it did, Veil went limp and her head rolled to the side and her once brilliantly glowing red eyes had seemed to lose a bit of there luster. The world slowly came back into focus as she found herself being carried by two of his goons, her head hung down with strands of her sweat soaked clinging to her while her black feathered wings hung down, limp like her body yet just as drenched as her hair. It was a sickening feeling inside of her to know that Takeru was right... she was helpless as she was now, she couldn't fight him and anything that she could have done would have been ineffective at best.

Dropped onto his bed, Veil's sore body curled up pitifully as she wrapped her arms around her legs. She wanted to scream at him, call out her defiance yet she couldn't. If she did was she not giving him what he wanted? Wasn't staying silent and not protesting her hatred and loathing for the cruel criminal whom held her just as? In the end all that mattered was either her eventual escape or her failing and being broke by the twisted monster that now had her.

"Th...this dr..ug...I'll...never...call...out for...you..." Her voice was distant, weak and stuttering. The serum continued to ravage her body and senses keeping her docile and unable to do anything but she wasn't going to give in. Between the battle and torture Veil had little left to stand on but she had been here before and she knew that it was still just the beginning.

Takeru sighed at the woman's stuttering words, marveling at her decision to remain defiant instead of pretending to be submissive as he would have expected from an agent. "Hmm, all right. Let's put that to the test then. I'm going to put you through more of your recent torture, and I'm not going to stop until you've learned to develop a healthy respect." Takeru smiled as he raised his device, switching the setting up to it's fifth one. More powerful than the usual setting but not quite as strong as the eighth had been. It would be sufficient, he knew.

The criminal left Veil to her newly-resumed conflict and went over to his personal desk, placing the device on the surface and out of his mind for now. "And just so you're aware, there's fifteen settings. You've already endured half, so don't push it." Takeru chuckled as he began, slowly, undoing his tie. The monster was being deliberate, and cruel, in taking his time with the tie. And once it was off, Takeru proceeded with his suit, carefully and slowly undoing one button after another, and went about taking the jacket off before inspecting it for any dirt or wrinkles. He normally was faster than this, but he certainly wanted Veil to 'enjoy' her punishment.

Done with his jacket, the criminal placed it over one side of the desk before seating himself in his chair, activating his computer and going over recent reports that he had left on hold. Takeru once again took his time with reading the reports, listening to the woman's moans and groans with a smug grin. "I must say, I'm enjoying your moans. They're rather appealing, to be honest." And then the criminal picked the remote up again, lowering the setting back to zero. "Have we learned our lesson now?"

Veil curled into an even smaller ball as she pulled her bent legs tightly against her chest and bowed her head, burying it against her knee's as the sensations from the small black objects began to assault her senses once more and intensify. Her muscles tightened painfully as her entire body began to shake harder, her muffled gasps and groans peppering the air. Though not as strong as before, the serum and her highly sexual charged body wasted little time bringing her up towards another orgasmic peak. Her head lifted from her knee's for a moment as she cried out in blissful yet unsatisfying release as more of her juices dripped free from her, turning her head into the bed she bites down upon the sheets cutting off the rest of her pleasured moans. The strain was terrible and caused her muscles to ache in pain, sending shock-waves though her body and yet that pain only seemed to amplify the pleasure inside of her.

As the devices finally stopped and the sensations dulled once more, Veil's body went limp once again. Curled as she was, her breathing was ragged and panting as she gasped quietly letting her wings fold over her naked form, covering her. "You...you...can...go...fuck...yourself Takeru. You...can...pretend..." Veil's voice trailed off, pausing as she tried to collect and steady herself. "pretend you're...an unfeeling machine...but you are just a cruel bastard...with some high technology infused into you...and a superiority complex." Her voice still a quiet, broken whimper as even with the sensations from the devices gone she still had to contend with the serum itself. Part of her cried out inside of her to give into him, to just accept her fate at his hands and perhaps he'd grow bored with her yet another refused to ever be a slave again. She kept her face hidden, her tears and sweat soaking into the soft sheets on the bed. She had little doubts that her most recent defiance and words would be met with harsh punishment. She bit down hard onto her bottom lip as her mind wandered to the future of all that awaited her at his hands and let a small strangled sob escape. After all she had done she doubted that he was going to give her a chance to recover, a chance to regain her strength or even leave her alone long enough for her to escape. She had earned his wrath for her efforts and she would have to try and hold out against them if she wanted to ever taste freedom again.

"Guess not. Takeru sighed as he pushed the setting up again, this time to the seventh setting, determined on breaking her defiant spirit. The criminal moved toward one side of the room and opened what appeared to be a control panel, lowering the metal screen. Soon, as the screen lowered, a wide window could be found, sealed by a force field most likely. And out the window, a world could be seen as well, but vastly different from any other the agent might have seen. Some worlds had been either a technological paradise or a natural paradise like Rosso. Others were veritable metropolises, with skyscrapers and structures reaching for the sky. A few had been completely untouched by others, either primitive or wasn’t suitable for life.

This world, however, was anything but a paradise. In fact, it seemed the very opposite of paradise. It was, in every way imaginable, a hell all its own. Drowning in oil, choked by pollution, smog and grime blackening the skies, all of this was a world raped by the pervasive technology of Obsidian. A world that had never even seen the sunlight since Takeru had come to it. A world furthest from any civilized planet frequented by the A.D.D, by their Agents, by any form of law enforcement or military might. Takeru released the female from her torture, deactivating the devices. [/b]”Stay conscious, slave. Welcome to your new home.”[/b] The warship descended, and the window was then obscured by the black clouds. After several long moments, the clouds disappeared only to be replaced by what seemed like a vast infrastructure, stretching from one horizon to the next.

The very surface itself was mangled by Nakamura Technologies, whatever beautiful rivers and lush forests there might have been were now replaced by power generators, energy reactors, and massive factories. Even those not covered by the industrial structures were covered in military fortifications and depots. And not only just that but everywhere, there seemed to be division after division of armored vehicles and war tanks along with gunships and warships. Along with the teeming millions of soldiers, marching in battle formations and undergoing military maneuvers. It truly, all in all, appeared as if the world was preparing for a war. ”A world so heavily defended, every last soldier and vehicle entrenched, every single inch of the planet filled with cameras and alarms. All rescue operations are doomed to fail.”

“And I’m afraid, escape is an impossibility. Once you’re on this world, you’re watched twenty four hours a day, seven days a week. You will never be alone ever again, slave. I’ll always be there, watching you, invading every second of your life from on then, leaving you with no privacy whatsoever. Your old life is now over, slave. This is the final nail, so to speak.” Takeru chuckled as he turned from the screen and looked at Veil, tossing the remote into the air and catching it in his hand again. ”Go to sleep.” The criminal grinned as he pushed the setting up to her strongest yet, the tenth one. Not only would she be hit with powerful surges of pleasure, but it would go as far as to pulverize her consciousness into total darkness. Only then would she be transported down, into his fortress. ”Sweet dreams, slave.”