"What did you just say?!" Ash said in concern.
"All of my slave sisters are still back in Galar! Misty and Sabrina were taken, and I don't know what happened to Mistress Annabel, Hilda or Rosa! I can only imagine they're captured too!" May stammered.
Upon hearing what May told him, Ash got out of his chair.
"Assemble your slave sisters. We need to go and save my property." Ash said with focus and determination.
Upon his sex slaves organizing at the theater, Ash began to deliver his new commands.
"Since we've lost Sabrina's ability to teleport us to Galar, we'll have to take the War Thunder airship! I will be going personally, along with several of my slaves to accompany me!" Ash declared to his audience.
"Since I healed Korrina recently, she shall be departing with me. Skyla, Jessie, Cynthia, Dawn, Diantha, Elesa, Flannery, May, and Malva will be accompanying me on my mission. The rest of you will stay on the home front and remain vigilant. Serena, you and Bonnie are in charge of the remaining slaves, understood?" Ash continued, voice brimming with commanding tone.
"Yes, Master!" The two head Mistresses saluted obediently.
"Everyone with me, join me at the airfield! We're taking off immediately!" Ash continued, making his way out the Villa gates.
"Master, what about our prisoner?" May asked, still holding the unconscious body of Nessa in hand.
"I will break her mind while in transit to our destination." Ash ordered his slave. "It will take at least a day to travel by blimp to Galar from here, so I will have all the time in the world to force her mind to submit to my rule."
"By your order, my Lord." May submissively obeyed, carrying Nessa's body with her as the group went down the hill to the airstrip.
After doing a headcount of the passengers, Ash slid shut the zeppelin doors behind him as Skyla piloted the vehicle into the air. As the group departed from the airspace of Alola, leaving their kingdom behind, Ash took the opportunity to break his next subject to serve his every desire.
"Huh..? What happened..?" Nessa said in a daze, the Sleep Powder finally wearing off.
"You gave my Team Rose quite a bit of trouble, didn't you, Nessa?" Ash asked his now awakened prisoner.
"What?!" Nessa questioned, realizing where she was.
Inside of the blimp was a private bedroom for Ash, a bed which now contained the helpless body of Nessa, her arms and legs struggling in vain against the chains that kept her restrained.
"Don't bother resisting." Ash said to his captive audience member. "You'll soon be under my thrall, ready and willing to serve me for a task I am about to carry out."
"What the hell is this?! What do you plan on doing?!" Nessa cried out, helplessly shaking her chains around.
"I intend to break your mind so it serves my every purpose or desire. Honestly, I would think you'd thank me for the gift I give to you." Ash said, reaching for a device beneath the chair he sat in on the opposite side of the room.
Beneath his chair lay a headset, with special clamps to keep it held it place when fastened to the wearer. A special vibrator synchronized to the headset also lay on the floor, waiting to be picked up.
"I didn't wish to risk bringing my Stones of Power with me on this journey back to Galar, so instead I brought this little treat with me." Ash began to say, fastening the headset over his prisoner's head.
"No! Stop! Don't do this!" Nessa pleaded, her mind racing.
But her request fell on deaf ears, for the headset was now fully fastened to her face and the special vibrator fit into her pussy. After powering on the device, Ash then proceeded to leave the room, allowing the headset to take over from there.
Just like that, images of Providence island flashed in Nessa's eyes, the words "paradise" and "home" echoing in her mind. Nessa did not see herself breaking so easily, however. She continued struggling in her cuffs, shaking her head in an attempt to remove the headset.
All of her attempts however yielded no success, as such methods only tired her out. The headset now began to show footage of Ash's slave girls, enjoying their time in paradise. Scenes of erotic love making between the slaves flashed across the screen now, moans of seductive women playing over the headset.
Nessa began to bite her lips at the sights and sounds, desperate to fight them off. However, her focus was broken by the feeling of her sensitive pussy lips being tickled by the vibrator that pulsed inside her, its pace picking up in response to the video's contents.
Soon, Nessa's eyes laid upon Ash's face. As the young man's handsome face met her gaze, the headset formed audio queues to associate with it. "Give up control.". "Resistance is pointless.". "Submit to your Master.". "You have no free will.". "Your Master will guide you.". "Your body is his plaything.". "You are his puppet.". "You will serve as slave forever.".
As these words went on repeat throughout the video, Nessa's screams of defiance soon went quiet. Minutes changed to hours, and as the time crept on, the video simply repeated constantly. After a full twenty four hours since placing the headset on his captive, Ash decided it was time to check on the progress.
Upon reentering the room, Ash was shown a much lovely sight. Nessa was now no longer struggling in her bonds, the very chains completely limp from lack of resistance. From her mouth, she regurgitated the words instructed of her on the tape word for word, a faint smile etched on her face.
Her pussy, now given a thoroughly good throttling from the vibrator, gushed with her cum, her juices decorating the bed. Seeing that her mind was broken, her body and brain now conditioned to serve him and him alone, Ash took the opportunity to remove the headset and vibrator from his captive.
"So, slave? How do you feel?" Ash taunted his thrall.
"I feel great, Master." Nessa responded with an erotic drip to her voice. "Having my bothersome defiance removed has only freed me from my inadequacies. I'll live to be your breeding slave for as long as I live."
"I'm so glad you see it my way, slave." Ash began to say, unlocking his subject's restraints. "Your will took longer to break than some, but it's a good thing you see things my way now. I'll make great use of your body soon."
Helping his broken slave out of the bed, he then allowed her to dress in her new clothing, leading her by the hand soon after to the cockpit, where all his other slaves were in position at their cannons. Upon their entry, Malva looked at Nessa, who was now dressed as a Team Rose servant, smiled in content.
"Ah, good to see my fellow slave sister's willpower shattered." She said to Nessa. "It felt great, didn't it? The headset telling you everything so great about our Master as it broke you in two? Nothing besides our Master's cock has turned me on so much."
"Yes, I agree." Nessa said in delight. "Who knew having my free will stripped from me could be so erotic. I must that you for the gift of slavery, Master. I will humbly provide you every service available with my body."
"I'm glad you're offering yourself so openly, slave, but we have a job to do first." Ash said, shutting down his slaves requested to be fucked silly. "You must have had an idea of what was going on with Interpol. From what May told me, they're far too organized for this to be a coincidence run in."
"Ah yes." Nessa began to say, obediently spilling the beans to the cops' operation. "I don't know the full story, but I was contacted by Interpol. They suspected that I would be Team Rose's next target for slavery. I was told I would be given a security team, but that was it. I was never told how they would destroy my old home to capture my new slave sisters."
"So Interpol didn't bother to let you in on the scoop, huh?" Ash said, pondering as he looked down, the lush hills of Galar now far below him, beneath the clouds that concealed the zeppelin.
"Had I known that slavery was such a benevolent gift you'd give me, I would have never allowed them near me. Please forgive the old me for my disobedience." Nessa said with a submissive bow.
"I'm so glad you've adjusted to your role so quickly slave." Ash said proudly. "Because we'll need your knowledge of the land to provide our Team some support in the battle that is sure to come.
"Where is my dynamax band?" Nessa asked her Master. "I could provide us some extra power with that in my possession.
"Back in my private quarters where I broke your mind to my will." Ash explained to his slave. "It's on the foot of the bed with your old gym clothes.
After Nessa returned from the room, fastening the armband to her wrist, she readied her Pokeball.
"We're nearing Hulbury, Master!" Skyla said, observing the coordinates on her dashboard.
"Alright, slaves, get ready!" Ash commanded, stepping to the helm. "May, Nessa, Dawn, Diantha and I will lead an assault on the ground and get my slaves out of that police station. That's the most likely place they have them!"
"Yes, Master!" The cabin responded eagerly.
"Cynthia, Skyla, Korrina, Malva, Jessie, Elesa and Flannery, all you fine slaves will be attacking from above with the airship's cannons. You'll cover us while we make our escape." Ash commanded.
"Yes sir!" The airship team responded obediently, manning their stations.
"Slaves on the ground team with me, there is some gear in the crate next to the door. Inside is a set of grappling hook launchers if you don't have a Pokémon that can fly you back up to the ship." Ash commanded, pointing to a crate of gear loaded onto the vessel from the Providence wearhouse. "There's a piece of wood outside the door you can hook onto. Please be sure not to hit the cabin on the balloon itself!"
"Yes, Master!" The ground team responded, fetching the grappling gauntlets and fastening them to their arms.
"Are we all ready? Then let's do this!" Ash cheered out.
"Yes!" The entire cabin cried in unison.
As the blimp soon began to close in on its target, Annabel began to wake from her unconsciousness, her body chained to the wall of a cold prison cell.
"Where am I?" Annabel asked aloud, looking to her sides to see her companions all locked up beside her. "Hey wake up, sisters!"
But it was no good. They were all out cold, with Sabrina being the worst in shape, her head still bleeding from the injury she received from Agent M's baton.
"Sabrina, are you all right..!" Annabel gasped in shock at her injured slave sister.
"She'll be fine." A familiar voice said. "So long as you are able to convince her on giving up on this whole thing."
Just as the sentence from the man finished, he entered the dim light of the prison cell.
"Looker..." Annabel said, upset that she had to face him of all people.
"Annabel." Looker spoke up softly. "I think it's time we had a talk."