Chapter 40: Chapter 40
The apartment building's dining room was buzzing with conversation. The Georgian girls who had been staying there, including Petra, Tamar and Mariska, were all gathered, sitting at the dining tables, having been told that Victor wanted to address them. The room was filled with a low hum of hushed conversations, the girls exchanging nervous glances as they waited for Victor to arrive. Suddenly, the door to the dining room swung open, and in walked Victor, his tall, imposing figure filling the doorway. Behind him walked his bodyguard dolls, Lisa and Christina, their eyes scanning the room. The room fell silent as Victor strode in, his piercing gaze sweeping over the assembled girls.
He took a moment to survey the scene before him, his expression inscrutable. Then, he began to speak. "Ladies," he said, his voice deep and commanding, "thank you for coming today. I understand that you have all been through a great deal, and I am grateful for your presence here." He paused, his eyes narrowing slightly as he continued. "I have called you here today because I've been made aware that some of you have decided not to go back to Georgia on the flight I have arranged, deciding instead that you want to stay here and become one of my dolls. I wanted to make sure that you all understand the implications of that decision.
"Firstly, let me be clear, the process is permanent. Once you become a doll, there is no going back. You will no longer be human, and you will not age. You will retain your memories and your personality, but your body will be that of a doll, forever young and unchanging." He paused, letting the gravity of his words sink in. "This is not a decision to be taken lightly. You must be absolutely sure that this is what you want, because there is no turning back.
And let me make one thing very clear, ladies," Victor's voice dropped to a low, firm tone, "once you become my dolls, you belong to me. You are my property, my slaves, in every sense of the word. I have given you freedom, comfort, and a purpose, but do not mistake that for ownership. You are bound to me, and you will obey my every command. I know that all of you have talked to my dolls that you have been staying with here and know all this, but I wanted to make sure that it is perfectly clear."
He paused, his eyes scanning the room. "Now, for those of you who have decided to become my dolls, I want to explain what that will entail. Firstly, you will undergo a transformation process, during which your bodies will be altered to become those of lifelike dolls. This process is irreversible, and once it is complete, you will no longer be human. But before we proceed with the transformation, there is an apprenticeship of sorts that you will all have to undertake, to familiarise you with the nature of your new bodies, and desires. I understand that Petra has some experience of this , so I would like her to share her experience with the rest of you. Petra, would you please tell the others what it was like serving in the webcam girl mill for an hour?"Petra took a deep breath, her eyes flicking between Victor and the other girls. "I... I'm not sure where to start," she said softly. "It was... intense. The clients, they... they demand a lot. And they're not always kind. But it's not just about them. It's about us too. About what we feel, what we want. I never thought I'd enjoy it, but... I did. It was liberating, in a way. To just let go, to give in to my desires, to please someone else. It was... exhilarating." She paused, her cheeks flushing slightly. "But it's not for everyone. It's a lot to take in, and it can be overwhelming." Victor nodded, his gaze sweeping over the room. "Indeed, it is. But I assure you, those who commit to this path will find it rewarding. Now, let me tell you what happens next. After spending a few weeks in the mill, familiarizing yourselves with your new bodies and desires, you will be assigned as doll slaves to one of my businesses. Some of you will be sent to 'China Dolls', my high-end escort service, where you will cater to the needs of my most discerning clients. Others will be sent to 'The Doll House', my exclusive hotel, where you will provide entertainment and companionship to our guests. Some of you will be lucky enough to be assigned to my club, 'Victor's', where you will have the opportunity to serve the clients there. But I have one more opportunity for those of you who are truly adventurous and eager to explore the full extent of your new bodies and desires. I recently opened a theme park based on the world of Gor from John Norman's novels. In this park, dolls like you will serve as Gorean slave girls, living and breathing the lifestyle of a Gorean slave. It will be a chance for you to fully immerse yourself in a world of dominance and submission, of pleasure and pain, of beauty and brutality." He paused, his gaze sweeping over the room. "Now, ladies, before we proceed, I want to give you the opportunity to ask any questions you may have about life as a doll. This is your chance to voice any concerns or curiosities you might have. Please, do not hesitate to speak openly and honestly." The room remained silent for a moment, the girls exchanging nervous glances. Then, slowly, a hand was raised. It belonged to a young woman named Ani, one of the quieter girls among the group. "Yes, Ani?" Victor prompted, his expression softening slightly. "What would happen if... if we wanted to leave? If we changed our minds about being dolls?" Victor's expression hardened again, his eyes turning cold. "I'm afraid that's not an option, Ani. Once you become my doll, you belong to me. Forever. Any other questions?" Victor asked, his gaze sweeping over the room. A hesitant hand rose from the back, belonging to a girl named Nino. "Yes, Nino?" Victor prompted. "Can we... choose where we serve?" she asked softly, her eyes darting nervously between Victor and the other girls. "Initially, no," Victor replied, his expression unchanging. "When you first become my dolls, you will be assigned to one of my businesses based on my assessment of what role would suit you best. However, I believe that dolls serve better when they are happy and fulfilled in their roles. Therefore, my senior doll slaves are always open to requests for transfers. If you find that you are not happy in your current role, or if you feel that you would be better suited elsewhere, you can always make a request. Your concerns will be taken seriously, and if your request is deemed reasonable, it will be granted." A hand rose from the middle of the room, belonging to a girl named Mzia. "Yes, Mzia?" Victor acknowledged, his gaze steady. "Victor," she began, her voice barely above a whisper, "what about... what about sex? Will we be... required to have sex with the clients?" The room fell silent, and all eyes turned to Victor. He nodded, his expression unchanging. "Yes, Mzia, that is a part of serving as a doll. Your bodies will be designed to have enhanced sexual appetites and responsiveness, to ensure that you derive pleasure from serving in that way. Now if there are no more question I'll leave you to think about it for a while, and discuss amongst yourselves." With that, Victor strode out of the room, leaving the girls in a hushed silence. As soon as the door clicked shut behind him, the room erupted into a flurry of whispers and hushed conversations. The girls turned to each other, their eyes wide with disbelief and shock. "Did he really just say that?" Ani whispered, her voice barely audible. "That we can't leave, even if we want to?" Mzia nodded, her eyes scanning the room. "And what about the sex part? Is that really what we'll have to do?" Petra spoke up, her voice steady and calm. "I've already done it, remember? And it's not as bad as it sounds. In fact, it can be quite... enjoyable." The other girls turned to her, their eyes filled with curiosity and disbelief. "But Petra," Tamar said, her voice soft, "you were forced into it. This is different.