Ah the Angles… they’d been my master stroke to fight the good fight against impossible odds… and they’d failed spectacularly.
So much so that I’d had to step in and take matters into my own hands when their careless mistakes had threated to unleash World War 3.
Fortunately it didn’t take long to subdue them, and their arch nemesis.
The Angles are technically in my employment, though in a completely different capacity than before. As for Maddy, well, it took a little more convincing for her, but she is as much a part of the team now as any of them.
Fortunately I know several less than legal groups that specialize in brainwashing techniques, and after an extended visit with them, all four returned to my mansion.
I’ve already scheduled Dee for a few “upgrades”, the brainwashing seemed to be especially hard on her, leaving not much left upstairs, so going full bimbo seemed like the easist route with her.
Lexi speaks the most adorable broken English now and has a hard time finding the words she wants to say anyway.
Natie on the other hand just can’t stop thinking about sex. Like, all the time. To the point she often will start talking about one thing and withing seconds be sidetracked right back on to sex. It’s quite a bit of fun watching her turn herself on talking about all the dirty, nasty things she wants done to her.
As for Maddy, well, she’d developed a pretty serious BDSM fetish. Lots of ropes and chains, whips and leather, latex and restraints. She’s been spending most of her days tied up in her room.
But each night, like clockwork, just before I head to bed, they’re all right back together, eager to see which of them will be staying the night.
