The Killer Maid Origin Part 3 (Patreon)

On the other side of the window, I saw hundreds of young girls like myself being tortured. There were ones strapped to chairs, forced to watch hypnotic videos. There were girls being whipped to turn them into masochist slaves. There were girls forced to practice giving head on mannequins!

This place was hell! Each one of these girls was like me, forced to become someone’s slave! How dare they! How dare they! The man's neck to me had a sadistic smile across. He must have enjoyed watching these girls suffer, but he was soon about to pay!

“As you can see, we have multiple training facilities here,” the man said. “Over there we have the Milf training area. That area is specifically for our customers that want a nice thicc mommy in their lives, as well as to clean up the place.”

“Over there is the loli training area. The training for a loli is very mental. Most of our customers when naive little girls that they can have their way with it. It wouldn’t do if they had adult minds. In order to accomplish this, it takes several months and many drugs to whittle down their psyche.”

“Oh, and over there is the catgirl training area. It’s still relatively new and there is the slight problem of turning the subjects into braindead catgirls, but there are actually a lot of people out there that are into having a naked girl with cat ears and a tail, to roam around their home as a cat.”

“Well, that is it for the tour,” the man said to me. “We can head back to the front, I’m sure that your order has been prepared, so all that’s left is discussing the payment.”

“Excuse me, but what’s behind that door?” I asked pointing to the door in the far back.

“Oh, that’s where we keep all of our private files. Company locations, stock prices, and the list of every customer that we have ever received in this location.”

“Wow, so organized,” I said to him, running my fingers down his chest. “Such an organized man has always turned me on,” I said trying to seduce him to my disgust.

“Well, if you really feel that way after you get your order I can add my phone number with it, free of charge,” he said trying to sound cool, but his attempt only made me want to gag.

“Well, if that wouldn’t be asking too much,” I said as he led me back to the front desk where there was a small package waiting for me.

“There you are ma’am,” the man said handing me the package.

“Thank you,” I said opening the box right in front of him. Inside the box was a small syringe filled with pink liquid in it. This was the same liquid that turned me into what I am today.

“To think such a life-ruining thing could exist in something so small,” I said, putting the syringe into my purse.

“You know there is something that I forgot to ask you,” I said to the man. “Is there a policy in place for what to do with those that escape after being turned by the tg serum or even the slave serum?”

“Worry not ma’am,” the man said with a smug look on his face. “No one has ever escaped before, and I can assure you that the slave serum cannot be resisted. You’re perfectly safe.”

“Then that means I’m the only one,” I said to him, my expression turning dark.

“What are you talking about?” the man asked me confused by what I was talking about.

Before he could say anything else I pulled my knife out of my purse and pointed it right to his throat.

“What are you doing!?” the man yelled back to me in shock.

“Here’s what you’re going to do,” I said pressing the knife hard enough against his skin so that it would pierce a bit of his skin. I watched as a small trickle of blood started running down my knife. “You’re going to take me back to where you keep all of those files or I’m going to drive this knife right through your throat. Do you understand?”

“Please don’t hurt me, I promise that I’ll do what you want,” the man said panicking as I led him back to the reconditioning area. “Why are you doing this,” the man asked me.

“Why? The reason why is because you assholes tried turning me into a pink hair sex slave with a maid fetish! Luckily for me, that slave serum of yours didn’t work all the way on me. Now I’m here for revenge.”

“You’re crazy to think that you can get away with this!” the man yelled as we entered the reconditioning area, altering the guards that were there of what was happening. I saw them rush towards me, but I didn’t care. “The cleanup teams will make sure that you are taken down and turned into the slave you are!” the man yelled at me.

All the guards in the room had already surrounded me, but I refused to surrender. I punched the man in the face and then one by one I killed each and every guard there with mercy. They were tough to kill, but in the end, they were nothing more than corpses for me to step over.

Once they were all dead, I walked back to the man, who tried to crawl away, but it was too late for him to run. I kicked him in the face and then searched his pockets for his keys, knowing that he must have had the keys to the room. Once I had them in my hands, I pulled him up by the back of his shirt holding him over the catwalk.

“Please you got what you wanted!” the man pleaded.

“What I want is revenge,” I said before driving the tg serum into his next, before pushing him off into the reconditioning area where many of the girls saw what had happened.

“Here you go, ladies!” I yelled throwing several of the guards’ keys to the girls down below. “That man turning into a bitch down there is one of the men that did this to us! I want revenge what about you!? Let’s make these fuckers pay for what they did to us! Let’s make them all pay!”

Many of the other girls that weren’t fully conditioned got riled up by my words, while several of them went around unlocking the other girls. Once a good majority were free, they started to surround the former man. They were going to put him through one hell of a training. Let’s hope that he survives, so that his suffering may continue.

“Let go of me!” the former man yelled as the girls strapped him down to the mannequin, forcing him to give head by ramming his head straight into the mannequin’s crotch. This was as much as their revenge as it was mine, but this was just the beginning.

I walked into the room and stopped in terror seeing the thousands upon thousands of files that cluttered the room. There was much more filth in this world than I realized. It looks like this maid is going to need some help cleaning the house and she just found the perfect recruits.