Chapter 4: Finding the Breaking Point
A/N: Fair warning: This chapter contains noncon and general rough play (there's no blood/gore though if you're worried about that.)
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I was shocked from my coma by Cait's angry yelling. "Wake the fuck up, whores! You sluts have made my life a living hell, so I'm going to return the fuckin' favor!"
My blurred vision slowly refined itself as I woke up. My head felt like it was going to explode with pressure. I could only feel an intense aching in my temples, and Cait's shouting came in and out of focus in time with my headache pulsing. I saw Cait pacing in front of me before letting my head slump so I could just focus on the white tile floor.
"Little! Eyes. On. Me! I want you to look into my eyes while I tell you all the things I am about to put you through." Cait glared a hole through my soul when I lazily lifted my head to meet her gaze. "Look around yourselves. I want you all to see where Little's stupidity got you." I mustered just enough energy to turn my head left and right to take in my new view, and my breath got caught in my throat. Brittany and Sophia were on my left, and Lilith was on my right. All of us were shackled to a wall with our arms and legs locked in metal braces so we were all spread eagle in an arc with Cait at the center so we could easily see each other with minimal effort. The only thing any of us wore was a new thick metal collar around each of our necks.
"I hope you're all happy with your decisions by the way, because the coming weeks are going to your personal hell and my personal playground. It's only fair you know, because now the fucking headmistress is going to have my ass for having not one, but
four
, rejects." Cait stopped pacing and stepped toward Lilith. She lifted her chin with a gloved hand, and spat, "What the hell did she say to you that morning anyway?"
Lilith tried to squirm away from Cait's grip, but her grip was too firm. "You were going to slowly turn us into mindless slaves. What else did you expect us to do?" Lilith hoarsely replied.
"And where did you get
that
idea?!" Cait asked.
I chuckled quietly and said, "Your secret little night mission wasn't as successful as you thought, I guess."
Cait became visibly frustrated and stepped away to recenter herself between all of us. She clutched a radio mounted near her shoulder and spoke, "Get 54 in here." She then looked at all of us, and said, "You stupid sluts, we're still going to break your fucking minds. Now, it's just going to be a lot harder for you all. It's always easier to break your stupid selves when you play nice and do the fucking tests, but you wanted to do it the hard way I guess. Now I have to do the job myself." She grinned at the last word.
The door behind her slid open and a skinny, short, Asian girl with short black hair was roughly shoved through by Doctor Werner. Gone was Allison's usual cheery demeanor. Instead, she wore a scowl that would rival Cait's usual expression. As soon as the new girl closed the distance to Cait, Allison forced her to her knees.
"Please!" She begged through her uncontrollable sobbing. "P- Please, I'm sorry! I shouldn't have said anything! I- I didn't mean to, I promise! It won't happen ag-"
"Shut up!" Cait interjected. "I don't give a fuck if you're sorry, and you won't be given the
chance
to fuck something up again. When you're punishments are doled out in full, you will be reassigned to public fuckhole for your 'sisters'. Your incompetence resulted in this." She gestured to us with a sweep of her hand. "Do the honors, Doc."
Doctor Werner reached into her lab coat and produced a collar just like the ones that we all wore and promptly locked it into place around the girl's neck. Once it was secured, a small light turned green on the front of the collar. Allison roughly grabbed the steel ring around the girl's neck and lifted her back to her feet. "Strip and get on the fucking wall, whore." She snarled. The thin girl just looked at the doctor through teary eyes as she slowly removed her white jumpsuit. "54. If I do not see you on that wall in the next three seconds, I-" Allison didn't need to finish her sentence as 54 quickly shed the rest of her suit and scrambled to an empty set of bindings on the other side of Lilith. I soon heard the bindings lock her into place, and I took a moment to examine her. She was probably somewhere in between me and Lilith in terms of height, but she was also about as skinny as me as well. A nice set of milky white C cup breasts rested on her chest which looked pretty big on her slight frame. A short-cut bob of jet black hair sat on her head which also sported a pair of deep brown almond shaped eyes, and a cute button nose. Most notable though, was her remarkably small cock. If I was being generous, it was maybe an inch and a half soft, and probably not a whole bigger when it grew to its full size.
Cait laughed to herself before continuing, "From now on, all of you WILL comply with every command. If not, we will force you to comply by whatever means necessary. Observe. Little, you will refer to me as Mistress Cait from now on."
"Fuck you." I spat.
Cait just smiled to herself as she pulled a small tablet with some buttons on it from a pouch on her belt. With her other hand, she pressed a pink button on the tablet. My collar made a small beep before I felt a small prick in my neck underneath the cold metal. My senses were suddenly overwhelmed by a short a burst of pure lust. I moaned loudly as I felt a familiar intense warmth travel through my body, and my cock was soon as hard as diamonds. "What the hell..." I panted.
"I'm waiting, Little. Just. Call. Me.