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>> #377418
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At first, I was understandably skeptical. I found myself wondering if somehow the brainwashing process had been responsible for some unintentional side effects. Perhaps it had even scrambled the victim’s mind all too well. Until the barriers between her perceived reality and a few somewhat more fanciful flights of fantasy collapsed in as one on her. After all the programming does completely upend and subvert the subject’s entire value system. Forever replacing a typical teen’s pathetically meaningless affections, and paltry belief systems, with an overriding set of imperatives to satisfy and obey only me, as the new owner of all their most passionate desires. Ensuring that her young, sumptuous, most sought after fanny would now be helplessly under my control. But perhaps the irresistible directives she’d been filled with, to please me above all else, caused her to construct an elaborate fantasy? In which she would have a set of very unique powers and abilities to impress me with? For it seemed like madness to believe anything else.
But then life is strange and full of unexplained phenomena. And certainly Arcadia Bay had recently experienced quite a few mysterious and unusual events. Not least of which was the approaching threat from a potential tornado. Indeed one of the very first revelations that I plundered from my freshly compliant girl’s young mind, was that for some time she had been experiencing a set of visions predicting the town would be completely wiped out by just such a typhoon. This I found to be too unnerving a coincidence. It was almost as if fate itself was giving me a sign. And thankfully I did not ignore it.
For as eager as I was to give delve into Max’s now docile, and very accommodating, open mind and body, safety became the top priority above all else. So that very night, with my newest slave’s compelled assistance, we packed up everything we could salvage from my original Dark Room to bring with us here. So that I might once again continue my exploratory work without interruption.
Needless to say, it was extremely fortunate that we made our exit before the storm hit. As it was not long after our impromptu exodus, that Arcadia Bay was indeed devastated by a tempest so severe that even now meteorologists cannot scientifically explain it. But then I believe that’s their entire problem. Their continual need to rationalize what cannot be explained. Instead of accepting that this was simply the hand of fate at work here. Perhaps it was meant to happen. For mine and this rather pricelessly unique girl’s fates to intertwine. The hand of destiny in other words.
For although it is rather unfortunate that I had to lose so many of my useful pawns at Blackwell Academy that I had spent so long conditioning, All the same, the amount of my precious time that I had invested in them, will no doubt be more than made up for through the correct application of Max’s abilities. As successfully utilized they will allow me a level of influence, in utterly dominating the fates of unsuspecting women, which even my unparalleled talents at mind control might never have been able to foster.
For as I understand it, somehow or another, this meddling kid cluelessly activated a power within her, to reverse the very flow of time itself! Transporting herself back initially ‘only’ a few moments into her recent past. But then she stumbled upon a far greater application of it. Where she realized, in studying a photo from her more distant past, that she could, with some effort, actually project her consciousness back to herself in the very moment that the photo had captured. Effectively granting her past self, exclusive knowledge of future events. Of course in the right hands, this knowledge could be the ultimate weapon. How fortunate then that she has fallen into mine!
For my ambitions and genius will enable me to use this gift far more productively than this naïve schoolgirl, ever could have. Her juvenile delusions about a construct of morality, enabling her to justify wasting this precious power on persons of absolutely no importance? Yes, that would be the first thing I brought to an end. No more would this little teenybopper’s head be filled with childish notions of justice and doing ‘good’ in the world. And all those pathetic notions of helping those that she believed less fortunate when anyone with a more adult view of the world could see that it only bends to the will of those who help themselves, well…with my complete domination of her mind, this previously irksome, little troublemaker will be forbidden to even consider squandering her abilities on such worthless wastes of time, ever again.
No, with my now absolute control over this little one’s helplessly enslaved will, I shall ensure that her only priority, indeed her most devoted obsession in life, will be to please the one she now adores and worships…By manipulating the fates of others to satisfy all my wanton, carnal desires! The sheer amount of possibilities laid bare, through twisting events to my designs, is almost incalculable. All I need do is ensure that just before I set out to ensnare and conquer another unwitting female, I have taken another updated photo of Max. For I intend to implant a set of irrevocably firm commands in her psyche, to use her powers to benefit me should anything go wrong. So if a female I’ve targeted ever, impossible as it seems, manages to temporarily elude my grasp, it still won’t avail the bitch at all. Even if the slut in question somehow managed to expose me, or worse still have me arrested by the authorities, my slavishly devoted little time toy Max will undo all of their efforts. By following my instructions to travel back in time and warning me of any undesirable outcomes, my slave will forever…Heh!... Maximize the odds in my favor. And she will do this continuously until I have the winning hand. No matter how many times it takes. All these clueless females will of course never understand why it is that can’t ever escape me. Thus no woman’s cunt will ever be safe from my control. As ultimately one way or another, they will all fall like dominoes before me. And then to the victor go the spoils. The so-called ‘battle of the sexes’ will finally have one firm winner, above all. As is my divine right.
Hmmm...Was that too much I wonder?....No…I’ve already made myself the God-King of young Maxine’s will here. And who else but a God, could manipulate and forever control the fates of all others? It was the right hand of destiny that brought this precious little girl’s ass under my control. And I intend to take full advantage of it…and her, Right now in fact...”
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“Okay Max, my devoted little love toy….Now that my latest journal entry is complete, you can now resume paying attention to the all-important teachings of your Master once more. So why don’t you open up to me now, on whether you’ve ever been taken by a man from behind?”
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Journal Entry Number 69
Nice.
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