The Factory

By Kelly Addams

The sequel to Trapped In The Asylum. Reporter Ashley returns to investigate a new case. The story of two missing teens and their friend who is presumed to have killed them. The only survivor, committed to a mental hospital... because his story of humanoid robots abducting them is impossible to believe. Ashley is about to discover that his story was the truth, in the most painful way.

• Language: English
• Publisher: PMO Publishing
• Release date: Oct 7, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005498085

Kelly Addams

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The Factory

Kelly Addams

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Layout Copyright © 2022 by PMO Publishing. Published 2022 by PMO Publishing. E-book design by PMO Publishing. Cover art by PMO Publishing. Contact: [e-mail]

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without the authors permission.

Authors note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

Chapter 1

It scared her a little… that place! Her new assignment.

Ashley thought back to her experiences in the asylum and shivered. That had really revealed the type of girl that she was. Scared, yet still as horny as hell when the going got tough.

The crazy doctor had fried her clit, in his twisted mind it had been a torment. Ashley had howled, that much was true, but she had also finally understood herself, she was a clitoris torture masochist, the kind of crazy chick that only got off if it hurt… in the extreme. His torture became her paradise, the Roman equivalent of Elysium. It was a state where she would happily spend the rest of her life… a place of orgasmic agony.

But that was just the beginning she told herself as she lay in her bed and pressed trembling fingers against her slippery hole and swollen clit stick. I know that there is so much more out there just waiting to be discovered. So many different ways to hurt and abuse my constantly erect bean, even kinkier ways to get myself off.

It was shortly after that realisation that she discovered Technotron Industries.

I think that I vaguely remember something about that place she told herself. The name was ringing bells. An internet search had thrown up the story… old news in many respects.

The strange occurrences had happened a couple of weeks apart. Originally the factory had been producing industrial robots. The kind that could be found in every automated company. Car manufacturers utilized them extensively. After all, a computer guided robot arm removed human inaccurately. Half a millimetre maybe didn’t sound like much, but robot manufacturing worked on accuracies that measured microns rather than thousands of a metre.

It had been a glitch in the virtually fully automated facility. That was the corporate stance.

The factory had been closed down for essential maintenance, for just two weeks the staff had been told while the truth was being covered up.

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His name was Robert, and his story had been difficult to swallow, after all, who would believe that machines could come to life with minds of their own. Robots were not alive, most of them were simply welding machines that accurately and repeatedly followed a set program. So when the terrified teen had burst into