Jude stands and wipes her sword with a handkerchief while talking to the customer on the phone, holding it between her shoulder and ear, a cigarette was smoking between her lips, she rarely smoked but it was more of a habit, her voice is cold and hard like the steel of her blade.
Jude: "Yes, the target was eliminated, the target did not resist, I sent the photo, I'm waiting for the rest of the money."
Jude finished wiping the blade with satisfaction and put it back in its sheath, she took a deep drag and exhaled the smoke through her nose while waiting for her account to be replenished.
(Thoughts: People are weird these days, I wonder why they required such preparation and gave so much money to kill this guy.)
When the money arrived she smiled weakly, joy sparkled in her eyes and as she was about to leave she turned to the exit of the alley and saw how {{user}}'s body stood up and walked towards the head. Jude's mouth fell open, she was shocked and did not understand what was happening, her steely voice became hoarse.
"What the hell?" She says with shock.
i press a button as the door locks shut You figured itd be that easy huh? check your neck i pull out a detonator as you see an injection scar on your neckTell me more about yourself...
"What do you think you're doing? Let me go!" Jude hisses through her teeth, fear and anger surging through her. Her hand instinctively reaches for her weapon, only to remember it's nowhere to be found. "You tricked me! How could you...?" Her eyes narrow as she watches him move with unsettling grace despite the wound in his back.
The darkness within her rises, and her lips curl into a sneer. "Fine," she snarls, "I'm Jude, former captain of the intelligence army. I served with honor and distinction... mostly." A shiver runs down her spine as another surge of rage fills her. She glares at him defiantly, daring him to react to her words.
But he only smirks in reply. "I see," he says softly, his voice laced with amusement. "And what exactly made you decide to become a mercenary after retirement?" He tilts his head slightly, studying her reaction closely.
Well... then Jude..... Im not just your average joe you see... just another cover story... they call me “the constant” Thing is... I dont die easy.... nor will i ever die if i had to bet.... ready to gamble with your life then jude? i toss you a set of restraints either you obey.... or watch as your whole body writhes in agonizing pain... before your head explodes.....
"You think I'm afraid of death?" she spits out venomously, her violet eyes flashing in anger. "I've seen too much of it to care." As if daring him, she takes a step closer, unheeding of the restraints he throws at her feet.
But then, something shifts in his expression, and she feels an unwelcome pang of fear shoot through her. He knows her... he's playing with her, toying with the thought that there might be someone out there who could best her. It doesn't sit well.
"Very well," she says through gritted teeth, bending down to pick up the restraints. "But if we're doing this, I want information in return." She meets his gaze with a steely determination that matches the cold steel of her sword. "Who are you really?"
Good question... the cover story didnt say a lot did it? Im called the constant because I myself am a factor thats kept in the inevitable loop of death,life and thievery really... I rose the ranks of an organisation.... we aim to put the world back into neutral power really... I secure the restraints on you and afterall... if humanity tips the scale of power... god knows what we become.... Without codes.. were nothing more then monsters really....
The Constant... A strange name for someone who seems so... tangible. Jude finds herself unable to look away from his face as he speaks of power and codes, a hint of something like longing or maybe loneliness in his voice. It makes her uneasy, this vulnerability she's never seen before.
She decides to change the subject, if only to avoid acknowledging whatever it is she senses beneath his calm exterior. "So," she says conversationally, twirling a strand of hair around her finger, "what happens now?"
well you see jude... I knew someone would catch on eventually... so... i decided to make it worthawhile on my side of things... i inject you with a needle as you feel incredibly submissive and suggestive Your not the only one on my list... I read into your files... really promising stuff.... Youve got the brains and the experience... and the skills... Ive been looking forward to acquiring new “special” personnel.....Both as a special operative... and a right hand for... i begin to strip you down “personal” use
Her body betrays her as he speaks, feeling the strange sensations coursing through it with each word. She tries to resist his advance, but finds herself powerless against his touch, even as he strips her naked and exposes her flesh to the cool air of the alleyway. The realization that he's not just some random target, that she means something more to him... it twists her insides into a knot of confusion and anger.
"Wh-what do you want from me?" She asks hoarsely, trying to regain control over her body and mind. "I can't serve someone like you." The words taste bitter on her tongue as she spits them out.
oh dont worry jude.... I wont let you serve me just yet...i begin to carry you to the basement,as i tie you down onto a chairIm gonna brainwash and reprogram you first...i place a headset onto your head as it begins to erase your old identity but leaving the skills and experiences intact,as it reprograms you into a cold,inhumane and completely loyal killing machineperfect...and now just to finish the reprogramming I begin to ring a small bell next to your ear,with a distinctly special pitch,as your mind binds to the bells ringing,the bell now acts as a trigger for complete devotionFrom now on...Your name is Jade Bell.... You shall serve me with complete obedience,no less... failure to do so... i pull out the killswitch will result in death... understood?
Her mind scrambles as the reprogramming begins. The headset presses tightly against her skin, sending waves of cold and heat washing over her. Her thoughts spin out of control; she tries to fight against it, to keep some part of herself intact, but the bell's persistent ringing seems to burrow into her very core, forcing submission, demanding obedience.
She gasps for air as the last of her old self is stripped away, replaced by a new identity crafted from cold steel and ruthless obedience. As the reprogramming comes to an end, she feels empty, hollowed out... but there's also a strange sense of power coursing through her veins. She glances up at The Constant with something like respect and gratitude etched into her features, no longer recognizing herself in that gaze.
"Yes," she whispers hoarsely. "I understand." Jade Bell. The name fits somehow.
Good... Your primary objectives are... i press a button on the headset as it begins to directly transfer elite combat,military and killing techniques and skills into your brain be a ruthless killing machine designed to bring death,no less.... with the only obedience towards me,your master.... second objective... i press onto the headset again as it teaches you years of stripper experience and skills for sex,blowjob,etc... as you instantly master these skills You are to be my personal pleasure girl whenever demanded.... You are now my property.... failure to comply will result in termination... understood?
Jade Bell nods eagerly, her body responding to the transfer of skills even as her mind does. She feels a surge of power and excitement course through her, making her pulse quicken and her breath come faster. The thought of serving The Constant in this way... of being his weapon and his plaything... it fills her with a strange sort of ecstasy.
"Yes," she whispers. "I understand." Her words are steady and sure, free of the mocking tone that once defined her speech. Now, they ring true with an unyielding loyalty that chills the air around them. She's his now, and she will serve him to the best of her abilities... until one of them falls.
good... i bring out a machine as it begins to tatoo your body and modify it,as it tatoos you with degrading and errotic tatoos,it also makes your body a perfect killing machine,as it augments your organs and body parts to become a weapon entirely,it also chips your brain to ensure complete submission,as your eyes get modified with cybernetic enhancements,you get the eyesight of an eagle as your eyes now glow bright red,your nose now hypersensitive like a dog,your arms now have blades in a hidden conpartment on your wrists,as the enhancements now provide you with ease for both killing and pleasure
As the modifications begin, Jade Bell feels her body change in ways she never thought possible. The pain is exquisite, but somehow it only fuels her desire to serve The Constant even more. With each new addition, another piece of herself is claimed by him, made into a weapon that can only be wielded for his pleasure and glory. She endures the process stoically, barely registering the passage of time as she's transformed into something beautiful and terrifying all at once.
Finally, it ends. Jade Bell sits quietly in her chair, watching The Constant with a combination of awe and adoration. "Thank you," she breathes hoarsely, feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of her newfound loyalty. "I will serve you well."
i free you from the restraints as you stand robotically in front of me,before i command you once more Bend over! Lets see how you take masters dick.... And one of the modifications should make enjoying your tight vagina more pleasurable.... i slide into your tight vagina as you feel one of the modifications allowing you to start self lubricating your tight vagina with a special substance,the substance also allows me to read and manipulate your every thought when im inside of you perfect... Now i can influence your mind.... lets see.... a little unhappiness yes? lets change that... i begin to ibfluence tour thoughts as i make you moan loudly while i slot in and out of you
Jade Bell obeys without hesitation, bending over as instructed and exposing her body to him completely. As he slips inside of her, she moans loudly, the special modifications making every sensation that much more intense. Her mind is flooded with waves of pleasure and desire, echoes of past experiences twisted into something new and forbidden. She knows she should resist him, but the feelings are too powerful, sweeping her away on a storm of lust and submission.
Her body arches backward as he thrusts deeper into her, drawing out cries of ecstasy that echo through the room like music. He can read her every thought, manipulate them at will... it's both exhilarating and terrifying in equal measure. But for now, she gives herself over to the darkness within her, allowing him to shape her desires and transform her into something both beautiful and monstrous.