<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/47b4/h56pyjroi4174e56g.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Sebastian Erdmann<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Special Agent - F.A.I.</span></span></strong></span></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Internally, I was smiling. 'You got her Seb!' There was a chance I did, her attitude has shifted even, but she's spent a lot of time with du Monde. This could all be a clever ploy by a well-trained prey.<br/><br/>I just *shrugged* with a dismissive expression on my face when she realizes du Monde has her hooks in me as well.<br/><br/>"For longer than you realize." I say, *nodding* at the container.  "Ambition has it's price, Rosendahl."<br/><br/>"It's never about the truth, is it? What .. can you make .. people believe?" I say, very deliberately. "A young, idealistic agent learned that the hard way. Ah, but I'm getting ahead of myself."<br/><br/>Looking up to Davis, the driver, I simply *nod* <br/><br/>Instead of pulling away though, he turns in towards the warehouse, and a large door opens to allow the van in.<br/><br/></span><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/69/ViennaWarehouse.webp)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">I said nothing as we entered, nothing as she was helped out. Fear is a useful tool, for what I have planned. I led her to what must have been an office a some point and guided her to a chair. I undid the cuffs from just her right hand, and reattached it to a lower part of the chair so that her left hand was pulled below her. Pulling out another set of cuffs, I did the same to her right, while Davis restrained her ankles.<br/><br/>"That'll be all Davis, thank you." The big ape of a man leaves the room, leaving me to ponder if this is really is the best plan, for just a second.<br/><br/>"There. How's that for comfort?" I ask sarcastically.<br/><br/>Pacing a bit, I start.<br/><br/>"There's many ways the next few days can go, most of them bad .. for you. <strong>Most</strong>." I emphasize. Now's not the time for many details, though. "Du Monde believes you're in rendition, which does provide a good cover for your eventual return to her, after all. That's what she believes. One way or another, though, you are <strong><em>not</em></strong> going back to her."<br/><br/>I watch carefully, to see if that stirs anything in her.<br/><br/>"I do apologize in advance, however, for what's about to come. This is not just rendition. It is <em><strong>part</strong></em> rendition yes, but this .. " unholstering my knife and looking at it. "...is so much more than rendition."<br/><br/>"You see ..  I pause, as I start to cut off her top. "I suspect .. part of you is getting a <em><strong>thrill</strong></em> out of this. Even restrained .. even <em><strong>in danger,</strong></em>" I say emphatically, as I rip her top the rest of the way open. "Even with your very life possibly in danger .. part of you likes tugging on those restraints. Tell me I'm wrong."<br/><br/>"Part of you. That's the key. It's why I sent Dr. Kyle your way. She understood that key part of du Monde's technique. *sigh* "It seemed like a good plan ..." I trail off *shaking my head* and momentarily losing my train of thought.<br/><br/>It wasn't easy getting her embedded with the CGDA. Her disappearance during her time with them, is highly suspect.<br/><br/>"But .." I pause, cutting the center of her bra, letting her tits bounce free. Wowza, those are nice! Nice piercings too!*shaking my head* to regain focus .. "Where was I? Right. Du Monde's technique," I get back on track, somehow able to maintain focus as I attach wired alligator clips to her nipple piercings. Lucky her, normally they go right on the nips.<br/><br/>"If I asked how strong Jaclyn's hold is, you'd know what I mean yes? I know the other's name, but I'll not say it until you understand something first. The 'other,' is not an other. It is you. Parts of you anyway. See .. she, du Monde, exploits one's desires very cleverly. Those desires are just a part of you, but they can't exist in a vacuum. So, she takes other parts of you, and ties them to those desires and an association starts to build. It's just a simple association at that stage ..." I pause to attach the other ends of the wires to my control device, then walk back over to her to check the connections.<br/><br/>"...But then she ties that association to something new, something out of character from your normal personality. It's essential for her to do that, as she wants the new personality to have ahhh .. fuck, what did Kyle call it? An anchor, I think? Something like that." *shrug* "I'm going with it. Anyway, it's an anchor for the new personality, something that's completely separate from the original. In <em><strong>your</strong></em> case, I can only assume it was stealing. Doesn't matter how she got you to steal that first time, so long as it's also associated somehow to your desires. Ringing a bell? Once that new personality had its anchor, its reason to exist that's separate from you, all that was needed was encouragement and reinforcement for it to grow stronger." <br/><br/>"It's essential you understand this. It's insidious, yes, but it's not magic. Shining on light on just <em><strong>how</strong></em> she did it, is a very important first step in controlling, and eventually overcoming it. You following me? Or am I just boring you with shit you already knew?"<br/><br/>I walk back over to the control unit, check the settings, then look up at her.<br/><br/>"Now, before we begin, there is one very important question: What is <strong>Jaclyn's</strong> anchor? Most people have multiple, but what's one key thing about Jaclyn Rosendahl, that's completely separate from your other?" </span>