Sadie's Fall - Part 02
The following is a 300+ pages illustrated story. all characters are over the age of 18, and the story surrounds two step-sisters that are not of actual blood connection. The story contains several dark parts and has different horror and violent aspects to it. None of which is for the purpose of cheap snuff, but rather, to depict the cruelty and merciless nature of the underground world of debauchery. The world is a fictional one, and it does not share our world's history or development.
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"Wakey wakey, bitch. It's time for Trevor to get his share of the spoils." He whispered in a hostile manner.
Firmly holding on to the whip in his right hand, he slowly approached the unconscious body of the fragile girl.
There was a reason for why he had removed the collar.
Dying from anticipation, he wanted to savor this moment of calm before she awoke.
His cameras were all recording. His little studio was built for this sort of gig.
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Sadie groaned.
through the veil of a heavy headache and the last dregs of the tranquilizer, she slowly begun to take in her surroundings.
A wet sensation ran across her armpit and slowly made its way upwards.
Being sampled like some exotic delicacy, the man was nibbling at his meal.
Tasting the girl.
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"Rise and shine, bitch. Remember me?" Trevor pulled Sadie's head closer.
Trying to pull her limbs in, Sadie struggled in her restraints.
"I'm gonna make you remember. Oh hey, did you notice? I got your collar removed."
Sadie was still coming to her senses, and those that were awakened were mostly anger and distress.
But the words did register to her.
"My collar... W..."
He interrupted her, "Because I want you to FEEL what I'm about to do to you without you enjoying it. Converting pain into pleasure is not what I want for you. I want you to scream for me. I need you to writhe, to rage. Thrash against the inevitability of me taking your body."
Emotions that had previously been denied to her for a long time suddenly came bursting out. Anger was finally allowed due to the absence of the collar.
"Fuck you, ya sick pervert!" She snapped at him.
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Punctuating her insult with a glob of spit.
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"I like you, girlie. You've got spirit. That's good." He slowly walked around her, stepping over his whip that he dropped on the ground. Not needing his tools just yet, he wants to take his time with the foreplay.
Sadie looked around, seeing a strange, windowless room and a stack of cameras and gadgets. She could imagine what would come next. Fearing for her life, she was trying to think of an escape plan.
If only she could give him an act that would satisfy his needs, then maybe she wouldn't be killed in the end. She didn't know what he wanted, or why he was doing this. It must be someone she crossed, someone from her past.
She came up blank. His face was completely unknown to her. She did hold her ability to remember names and faces in high regard, but unfortunately, it was seemingly flawed. If she could remember who this was, then that could be the key to her escape from bondage.
So in the meantime, she could be reluctant and hostile, then slowly allow him to sway her. Pretend that her body would enjoy what he was going to do. If she puts on a good enough performance, maybe she could have him free her and then she would find her window of opportunity to escape.
Sadie was not about to give up. for the first time in what felt like forever, her mind was clear and her trail of thoughts weren't disrupted. Even in this dire peril, there was something empowering about having her mind free from the foggy curtain of perversion.
"What will you do to me, you freak!?" She asked in a suitably spiteful tone.
"You're not in a position to ask me questions, you whore!" He barked back. She felt his hands interlock around her abdomen. Strong and tense, they got a firm hold around her waist.
That's when she, finally, felt the sensation of something lodged... Inside of her.
Something that held her in place, something other than chains and metal...
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Sadie's shock seemed to amuse the man, who began to slowly apply more and more pressure in his grip, crushing down on her stomach, tracing his palms to her love handles, before slapping her ass.
"Such tender meat, you must've been quite proud of these curves, huh...? What? Cat got your tongue?"
Sadie found herself at a loss for words. This nightmare just went out of control, and she began to feel terrified for her life. Her wanting to play to the man's sick fetish was replaced by her genuinely behaving and reacting in accordance to his fetish.
"Well, if you're not gonna use those pipes of yours..." He ran his fingers over her chest before planting them firmly around her neck.
"Wriggle for me!"
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Twisting and writhing. Nothing loosened his grip around her throat.
Everything began to blur and darken.
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...
A blanket of darkness fell over the world.
As everything vanished, the grip loosened around Sadie's neck.
Coughing and inhaling like crazy, she desperately filled her lungs with fresh air.
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A world of pain.
Canes and whips.
Sadie was screaming and begging, pleading and sobbing, but nothing seemed to move the man.
"I... Won't... Stop... Unless... You... Remember... Me!" Every word was followed by a new hit.
The words were burnt into her mind, in between the pain, she tried thinking back.
After a few more hits, she was in too much pain to think. Her body was burning in agony.
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He finally relented, giving Sadie some time to recover.
Tears were streaming down her face as she gasped for air.
"Please... Please... I don't..." She was whimpering.
"Know this... If you remember me, I will let you go, no catch. But... Until then, you're mine... And by extension... Theirs..."
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He brought a laptop to Sadie's face, showing her what was on the screen.
"A fan? Hehe, seems Spotter100 has some good ideas for what to do with you."
She was so disturbed, she struggled to actually process what was happening.
What... What is this?
Sadie was dumbstruck by everything that was going on.
The dark side of humanity was pulling her down into the black abyss.
She had dared to stick a pinky into the water, now it was swallowing her.
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Sadie was the main attraction.
People could donate money to physically affect her.
"The night is young, and we can't neglect your fans, now can we?" Trevor was basking in her fear. Seeing the shock and terror gave him satisfaction beyond comparison.
His smile from behind the screen said it all. There was no escape from this. No one was coming to her aid.
This was really happening.
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"Stand still, slut. You'll love this."
Trevor was now recording sound from inside of Sadie. This would pick up everything happening in her nethers, as well as her heartbeat.
He had also placed a tight isolating noise-canceling headset with a mic on her head. She shook her head, trying to remove it, but to no luck. It was stuck to her now.
She could hear loud, strange, bassy sounds. They would slush and throb as she moved her body. She was listening to her own body, literally.
Next, she could hear an elevated heartbeat. Then, she could hear her own desperate breathing and smacking of her lips.
Anything else was completely muted. She had effectively lost her normal sense of hearing.
She couldn't see Trevor anymore. She looked around, then noticed the screen in front of her. She saw him standing behind her...
"Noo....ooohhh...hmhmmm." She couldn't speak. Hearing herself in such a heavy breathing and windy tone, it threw her off completely. Interrupting herself.
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A scream made it clear to the viewers what had happened. that and the strange rumbling and echoing slap, along with the sudden rapid heartbeat.
He had just shoved his cock into Sadie's ass.
She was yelling nonsense, not able to formulate cohesive sentences, she was reduced to moaning and crying. Like a baby whining, she had no way of communicating anymore.
Trevor was relishing the torment he was inflicting upon this tender and unspoiled flesh.
"She can't hear this, folks. Her ability to hear is now only functioning inside of her own body. So, let's communicate." He was gleefully narrating to the viewers.
A loud smack followed by a scream. He smacked her sodomised butt, before pretending to do a drum solo on her butt cheeks.
Her writhing and thrashing did absolutely nothing to stop him.
'slosh, slosh, slosh, smack, blurt, blurt'.
The loud noises of his cock slamming in and out of her body, the sound was so vivid, Sadie could feel every inch of the cock inside of her. The audio from her violation was slowly translated into a mental image more horrible than anything conceivable.
Please, God, make it stop! Make it stop! I'm going crazy!
her pleading had turned inward, as she was helpless to do anything.
In her agony, she thought back to what he had said. She needed to think of what she had done to him. She must've unknowingly destroyed his life or something. There had to be a clue. somewhere.
This little trail of thought kept her sane. It was a mission for her to focus on, to try and push away what was happening to her.
It wasn't really a success, as the intrusive sounds of his cock penetrating her was all that was played for her, over and over. Her own breathing became deeper and louder.
Trevor was enjoying himself.
"Wide, birthgiving hips, good grip around the ass. This body was made to be bred. Such a shame it has been unavailable for the masses to enjoy 'till now" He complimented the deaf girl.
"What's this on the screen?" He began reading something rather interesting.
"Some permanent transformation, huh?"
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"You should try smiling, you're a celebrity!" Trevor laughs as he continues reading the comments.
"You've got quite a few surprises ahead, bitch."
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As he kept fucking her, his movement became more and more violent. Crashing his cock harder and deeper into Sadie's ass.
"Scream for me!" He growled at her as he dug his fingers into her flesh and pushed into her with all his might. Sadie screamed out in utter pain and anguish.
She felt a horrible warmth spread from inside of her. He kept pumping her full of cum. As pain rippled through her, she clenched her ass around his cock, stimulating his climaxing member further.
A barrage of spanks aided further in stimulating him to completion.
Such prime-time entertainment for the viewers.
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Used and tossed aside like a daily commodity, Sadie was just left hanging there.
Trevor had spent quite some time getting a few items ready.
"I suppose it's time to use this." he mused.
He had just filled the injector with the liquid from the vial that he got from Chris.
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Fixing some clamps onto her nipples, smacking her tender butt a few times. It was all a warm-up session.
He finally pushed the injector to Sadie's skin and pulled the trigger.
"What is.. aaat... Whaaa!" Sadie began shouting in panic. This registered to her. As she saw on the screen in front of her, it was something being injected into her. It looked so much like the stuff that Lira was injected with.
Am I going to.. Aaah!
Not even a pause to think, her own sounds were disruptive.
My vocal cords...? Am.. Aaah!!
Only panic was allowed to mix in with the frustration and confusion. Glancing at the comments, she realized how much worse the torture could get.
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Lira was in heaven. She finally got to feed again. After Master was done placing her in some weird contraption, he disrobed and fed Lira his enticing cock.
"You're all pale and shivering. Poor thing, I'll get you back into shape. I suppose it's time to continue your treatment, my whore. We'll reduce your udders a bit. Hope you won't mind." He spoke in a caring voice to the damaged creature.
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"I just let myself in."
A man appeared behind Sadie. Hidden behind a green surgical gown, face covered with a mask and cap.
"Good, you got some work to do. Hope you brought your stuff." Trevor looked the stranger up and down.
"Hehe, don't worry. I brought the hoverstation." behind the stranger, a floating metallic bed with strange rows of pillowy cushions followed in.
"He..HELP MEE!" Sadie bursted out, desperately trying to convey her distress to the stranger.
"Hmm, she isn't sedated? Thought you'd injected her by now..." He didn't seem overly happy with the thrashing girl's energy.
"Don't worry, she'll be out in a few minutes. But, since you're early... How about you clear my cum out of her ass before she goes dark, eh?" Trevor said with an evil grin.
The green-clad man simply nodded.
Their tone was so casual and nonchalant, it was like they didn't see the tied up and tortured girl hanging between them, all naked and helpless
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Crouching down behind Sadie, the stranger coated his rubber glove, before bringing closer and closer to the woman's ass.
He dipped two fingers in some kind of lubricant.
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A sudden intruder shoving itself into her ass, she tensed up as she felt fingers invade her insides.
Then she heard it, something sloshing and wrigglings. The sounds coming from her headphones let her hear it all. Every motion.
She closed her eyes, her cheeks burning with shame and humiliation. First she was raped, now... this. The fingers were scooping out what could only be the other man's sperm.
She had cried herself dry. Exhausted.
Whimpering and sobbing, she couldn't hide herself or cover her shame. It was a never-ending nightmare that kept on tormenting her.
As she sniffled and begged, her eyelids grew heavy and tired.
Slowly, everything faded. The last thing she could feel was horrid shame and helplessness.
A small part of her wished for this to be death.
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A little while had gone by.
Chris had washed Lira, made sure she was shining.
It registered to her. She felt happy. Felt the attention of Master.
A strange and distant warmth, she couldn't quite understand it, but it was... nice.
She cherished the fragment of a happy moment as much as she could. It would drift away, but right now, she felt it.
There was also something else there. A strange sadness. Maybe, knowing and feeling this warmth, she could also understand how little of it she had in her life.
Maybe...
Maybe not. It was drifting away again.
"Whore, end service position B2" His words carried something with them.
Her mouth could suddenly close. Shivering and shaking, her jaw slowly moved. Her mouth closed, for the first time in almost a year.
And, she noticed something. A blanket of fog, lifted. Thoughts came to her. She looked up and saw that Master had just injected her with something.
"M...Mashtah...?" She asked meekly.
"I think it's time for you to return to form. Long have I had cattle. I think it's time for my slave to return. Do you feel like disobeying me?" As he asked his question, Lira was already assuming a subservient pose.
"No mast...ah... I exisht... Fo you." she said, struggling to speak the words her mouth had forgotten.
Chris rested his head against Lira.
"What comes next, I need to hear you and understand you for what comes next."
Lira was confused. She was thinking back to everything that had happened the past year.
She had the memories. She knew that without Master, she would be nothing.
"I..." She began, before nudging her head back against her Master.
"Stand still as I finish injecting you with these." Chris said as Lira straightened her posture once more, feeling the injector against her skin.
"Where are your socks? I'll get you some before we head off. I want you in all your glory."
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Dark and silent.
Chris walked in with Lira.
It was time to get to work.
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What was he about to do to Lira?
The room slowly got brighter, machines and strange instruments slowly began coming alive.
Mechanical sounds and fans whirring alive.
As he put her down, it was with unusual care.
He had changed the piercings on her body. These served a different purpose.
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She was ready to be worked on.
Sadie was about to be edited.
And it was all being streamed.
Strange instruments were being lined up, several pairs of gloves placed on a small table behind the surgeon. Cameras were being rigged up by Trevor with extra care. Wanting to catch everything, to make sure that her skin was completely exposed, leaving no crease hidden.
The naked girl was lying on the operating table. She was unconscious, and her body, completely exposed, was heavily contrasted by the two fully dressed men.
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"One more for the road." He couldn't help but savor the last bit of this iteration of flesh.
The bed module slowly slid into the wall. A roof over the bed, along with several instruments of modification came down over the used and abused body of Lira.
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Wet smacking sounds filled the air.
Chris was giving his pet a last bit of nourishment before he had to head off.
It was crazy how active her mouth was, even now that she was asleep.
A testament to her incredible training and natural instinct as a sex slave. As he grabbed a good chunk of tit in his hand, he proudly squeezed it. Her mouth hungrily sucked his throbbing cock with advanced techniques.
"Good slave, good girl." He cooed as he let her suck him off. Two syringes were lowered from the injection rack from the lid of the sleeping compartment. As the pink alchemical compounds were delivered into her body, he heard the sleeping girl gurgle in appreciation as he saw a wet cloud shoot from her crotch. She had squirted and orgasmed by simply sucking her Master off. And while she was asleep.
He groaned and squeezed her boob harder while delivering a final payload of white and viscous fluid deep into the slave's esophagus.
Smacking in a pleased manner, she swallowed his final gift, before she cleaned his cock clean, and finished with giving it a warm and loving kiss.
This masterful blowjob was performed by an unconscious slave. Touched by the dedication, Chris kneeled down and kissed the slave on the forehead before leaving the room.
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"... And there goes the second one." The green-clad man said contently.
The devices plugging Sadie's nose served a few purposes, but the most important one was that they removed her sense of scent.
The electrical impulses they could emit would be able to paralyze her jaw muscles. They were also the hub for nanites that were reacting with the subdermal layer on her lips, effectively being able to change her lip colors on command.
These clean accessories were growing in popularity among slave owners, so the continued experimentation of new ones was very beneficial.
They were filling her nose, and reaching into her nasolacrimal duct. This is a symbiotic piece of biotech that would absorb excess tears, and with the potency of Sadie's new modification to her tears, they would make the plugged device more powerful. The device would, with time, also be able to make her tears flow freely. Almost like crying on command.
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The effect of the liquid was slowly transforming her body. It was more purely a physical transformation, as the procedure for mental conditioning was more time-consuming, and the equipment was less mobile, as well as much more expensive.
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As Sadie's boobs grew and spread themselves across her naked chest, her breathing became slightly heavier, sucking in air through the creases of her lips.
This was an impressive sight, she was way more susceptible to the serum and transformation than any other patient thus far.
It was like she was made to be transformed. She was a natural born clay in the hands of the sculptor. His artwork took on more and more of an obscene form as he kept corrupting her innocent and innocuous facade.
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The next surgical addition was also a new one. A small device placed right above the first rib. It served as a hub for the different future implements as well as for the ones already added.
It had an experimental feature that could satisfy the request of a top paying viewer. If the feature is active, when Sadie speaks, it emits a sound wave with the same amplitude but with inverted phase, basically cancelling her out. It isn't a perfect science, but it can also vibrate her vocal cords, rendering her ability to speak unintelligible.
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The next injection was a slow working serum that wouldn't do much right away. After this, it would be time to work on the neural manipulator. Changing pleasure to pain would require time and materials.
The serum would, for now, increase the sensitivity around her vagina and ass. A similar effect would happen around her lips as well. So until they are translated into pain, she would feel elevated amounts of pleasure when something comes into contact around these three openings.
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Her engorged vagina, the protruding lips dripping in obscenity, her ass operated by a long and thick instrument that would shorten her intestine, making the trip from mouth to anus shorter and shorter.
It was dumping the biomass in a container. But it was not what was important right now. When he casually grabbed the fat supple tits of the perverted body, something happened. A geyser of white erupted. Milky delight.
She was lactating. Lira had been through countless operations and transformations, and now... She was already lactating. And such a healthy color.
The man laughed as he squeezed again. This would change everything.
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"We're gonna be rich!" Trevor was beyond happy.
Produce such amounts of milk after so little time and effort, this was unheard of.
"What makes this bitch so special?" He asked the professional.
"Unsure of why she's producing already, but the reason might hide in the details. If we can find out what makes her so special, then we can get even richer. And..." The green clad man stopped for a moment.
"...Aren't you forgetting something? This thing is only a rental. It belongs to Chris, right?" He asked Trevor.
"Eh... Well... We're the ones who actually got the milk out. And not... Wait...." Trevor stopped and turned to the monitor.
Right, we are streaming this.
"Oh, you're right. I almost forgot. Well, Chris will be very happy to hear that his new thing has already grown praise-worthy udders." He snorted. Bluffing to the stream as to not broadcast his betrayal. It seemed to dawn on the professional as well.
"Yeah. Well, let's continue the treatment." And continued with a few smaller adjustments. Not long after, Trevor muted the sound, and added the mouth-blurring filter.
"We should be careful with what we say." He said nervously to the other man. He knew to fear Chris, he wasn't stupid. He gave up on the plan to take her from Chris, as it was too risky. but, if they could understand WHY she began lactating so quickly, maybe that could make them rich.
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"Wake up, bitch!" A voice yelled at Sadie.
She shuddered and lifted her head weakly.
Confused and dazed, she looked around. It was like she was moving in water, everything felt slower and wobblier.
"Whhh...mmmm..." she was too tired to speak.
What is this... Where...
Her mind was slowly picking up the pace.
"Have you taken any drugs the last couple of months?" A voice asked her. It was stern and firm.
She tried to concentrate on the voice, but it was slipping.
She didn't realize what she was wearing, how she was looking, or what had been done to her.
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"Easy now." A couple of hands came down on her head. comforting at first, but strong and strict over time.
"Mm... I? Se...ret...th?" Sadie tried to speak a sentence. Her head was banging, and everything was spinning.
She needed to smoke, badly. It was itching, going so long without one, and it was all she could think of.
As she slowly, very slowly, woke up, her body was beginning to send her wrong signals. Her shoulders felt more tense and strained, her sides were noticing the weight of her upper body more, her back was straining against some weight pulling her forward, and her lower parts were aching.
Her body was far from awake. Like it was coming out of hibernation.
Assuming that her nose was stuffy, she kept breathing through her mouth.
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Annoyed and impatient, Trevor leaned over and shouted.
"Wake up!"
The startled Sadie jumped a little in place.
Wanting to turn around in her seat, she was stopped by some forceful hands.
"Let... Go!" She uttered in an annoyed fashion. The shout had jump-started her.
She suddenly noticed what she was wearing.
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Was she wearing a silicone prosthetic or suit? Did they put her head on a different body?
From the startled scrambling, she slowly began examining this obscene body.
So perplexed by the strange feeling of the breasts, Sadie kept squeezing them. They were protruding in a weird way. Not hanging, but standing firm. Heavy, but not that heavy.
Her tummy was feeling skinnier and... Smaller. Feeling a little hungry, it could've been due to not having eaten anything for a while. Her lower lips were tingling and giving her a perfect picture of how the material was clinging to the wet entrance down there. Even the feel of the material and... taste...
She kept pressing against her boob. The horrible situation she found herself in was kinda diffused into the background.
taking in the weirdness of her body demanded her full attention. This surreal experience was playing out like a strange dream.
Perhaps that was why she was suddenly feeling so calm. Then she felt it, the strange metallic protrusion located on her upper chest. She poked at it, but it was seemingly glued to her.
She tried to peel it off, but it was solid. As she kept pushing, she could feel the force of her attempts distributed to the rib. Slowly, it began to dawn on her how well this was attached to her.
"What the..." She felt anxious and stressed, slowly phasing out of her calm and investigative state, the reality of her situation filtered back into the forefront of her mind.
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There was something lodged in her nostrils. giving up on the chest-thing, she tried to dig into her nose to get it out, but it was completely blocked off.
When she wiggled it with her nail, it felt like her entire skull shook.
"Come on, already. Stop with this slow-ass futile attempt at understanding what's going on, it's beyond your comprehension. Stop fiddling with all that shit and just talk to me!" Trevor was impatient.
"Have you done any drugs or eaten anything weird lately?" He asked her.
She looked up and glared at him. Afraid of giving him lip, she merely resorted to her ice-cold stare. It was an ability she had honed over the years. The aggressive death glare was fairly successful. but given the context, all it did was appear like she was about to throw a tantrum.
"For fuck sake, here!" He handed over a pack of smokes.
Sadie curled up a little, making sure to cover her atrocious top. Hesitating before accepting a cigarette, she kept fiddling with her nose. The urge for smoking was unlike anything she'd ever experienced.
Her realization of how much of an addict she truly is was kinda pushed to the side. Slowly she nodded and reached for a cig.
"Atta girl." He said as she pulled a smoke from the pack.
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Sadie sucked in, the feeling of nicotine rushed through her. An incredible high, far beyond what she had ever felt.
Her upper body was shaking and shuddering, trying to cope with the rush. An explosion of pleasure that all came from the cigarette.
She sucked on it like it was the elixir of life itself.
Her legs spread open and her buttocks tensed up. She arched her back and didn't know what to do with her hands. She could hear her heart throbbing.
Exhaling through the mouth wasn't usually how she enjoyed her smokes, but this time she had to. It didn't even bother her. She held her breath after every inhalation.
specks of black dominated her sight as it felt like her brain overheated. Too many feelings, too much of the good stuff. she was going through a strong high.
Trevor slowly came closer, fascinated. Maybe it was as simple as her nicotine addiction. Maybe that played a bigger role.
he began wondering how she'd react to stronger stuff. If he gave her some pills of Fun... It would destroy her.
A smile creased his mouth.
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The mind-shattering high wouldn't relent. Sadie continued to wriggle, toss and turn. Instinctively inhaling as much through the cigarette as she could.
And it was then, something appeared.
Her whimpering moans and uneven breathing was all that filled the air. She was sounding pathetic. but she was acting even better. Her hands were on their way to her crotch.
She was lost in the sick moment.
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"Fuck off with that annoying bitch-moaning of yours!" Trevor tossed her to the floor. The glowing patterns on her chest and neck didn't make sense to him. They didn't infuse her with this. He wasn't even sure what this was.
"Shit, if we triggered something that would kill her... Chris is not going to be happy. Unless I identify what the hell is happening to this stupid whore, I won't be safe."
She was not worth him dying. But she was worth a lot of money, if she wasn't dying.
The surgeon took his money and left, he didn't want to be part of this if it meant going against the organization.
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"What does this mean? Did anyone do anything to you? Fucking hell. Here, if I block your mouth, you'll freak out. Your implants will begin to make your tears flow if I apply enough pressure here. The more you cry, the more obedient you will be for a while." Trevor didn't want to wait for answers that he couldn't trust.
A fun function with the nose implants was that they would send tears flowing the moment she would begin to choke. It wouldn't help her breath, but strawberry-tasting tears would begin to flow. With time, he could just speak some words and it would activate this function, but it was still too early for that, so he had to use force.
Sadie began thrashing and desperately trying to push the man off of her. Feeling the dread of death crawling in from nowhere, she suddenly found herself nearly paralyzed with the fear of dying through suffocation.
This was too intense. Her heart was beating loud and fast, her adrenaline was pumping, but her strength was inhibited a little from her chest hub. Trevor's superior male strength compared to her weakened, tired and abused body, was dominating her with such ease.
"That's it. you'll die. I will kill you now. Despair, cry, whimper, bawl. Such a pathetic bitch..." He said to her, his words were poison that seeped into her wounded mind.
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He finally removed his hand. Sadie gasped for air. coughing and crying. Her body was physically shaking.
"Please.. I p... I..." she was whimpering and blabbering. Not sure what he wanted to hear, but she didn't want to be choked again.
"Did you take any drugs or get anything injected into you prior to us meeting?" He asked again.
"NO! I got a collar around my neck. I was... touching myself a lot. It made me horny. I got pulled over by a policeman and I went down on him, I sucked his cock. I went to the store to buy and then someone drugg..." Her fast-paced rambling was cut short by Trevor clearing his throat.
"The collar would affect your behavior and sensitivity as well as shock you into submission a few times, especially when interacting with men. The drugs I injected you with were only designed to make you fall asleep for a while."
He thought for a moment. Sadie kept coughing and crying, but did so in a muted manner. Afraid of triggering Trevor, she tried to not anger him with sounds.
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Trevor moved away from the sobbing girl. She curled up into a ball and weeped.
He turned on the cameras and began addressing the spectators. For the confrontation on the chair, he had turned the cams and audio off.
"... And so, we can't deliver on all the suggestions. This one has proved bothersome and since I can't go into details, I'll let those of you whose investment never came to fruition, will be getting a full refund."
He had to move locale. He also needed someone to help analyze what was happening to Sadie. If she was fine, and everything would go according to the plan, then he would be living a good life.
He was imagining it now. As Sadie continued to writhe and cry, she was tormented by flashes of the strangulation. And flashes of the torture he had put her through. Raping her, surgically altering her, beating her, choking her. She couldn't stop crying. It was escalating.
His daydreaming was cut short as her sounds of anguish pulled him back to reality.
"They might not even need her alive for me to get the reward. If the trick is to have them heavily addicted to substances before the conversion, then that's all I need. And maybe some blood samples..." His mind was headed in a dark direction and he mumbled to himself, the mics not picking up on his horrible plans.
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He turned around and looked at the whimper mess.
"Get up." His tone was ice cold. It was so mixed with a dangerous tone, Sadie had to do as it said.
"I suppose the viewers get to see one of the things that were originally removed from the suggested alternatives."
He was seeing red. This would please him in a way few things could. This bitch had been nothing but a pain in his side. Now he finally was to rid himself, and the world, of it.
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Sadie had no time to react. A heavy thud was echoing through the room as Trevor had delivered a kick to her face at full force.
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"If you don't say where you know me from, I'll kill you!" He hissed as he mounted himself on top of Sadie. Blood was gushing from her mouth, and some was trickling out from the nose. Most of it went into her sinuses. She coughed and shook. The kick nearly undoing her.
"I'm sorry... For...got..." she forced out. She never did figure out where she had met him before. Trying to figure that out was one of the few things that actually gave her energy to resist.
Trevor slowly got closer, a creepy smile adorning his cold face.
"You've never seen me before, this is not personal. I've never had anything against you, other than the fact that you're an uppity woman. That is why I torture you, and that is why I will kill you. Because you have done nothing wrong. Innocence is your sin, bitch!" And with that a sharp and painful explosion of pain spread from her side as he had plunged something into her. As her lung was penetrated by the cold and sharp knife, she noticed her vision fading, before everything became blackness. As all vanished, she felt her hope die. There was never a way to avoid his torture. She couldn't answer his question. He never intended to spare or set her free. He was playing with her the same way a cat would be tossing a mouse into the air. Tears streamed down her face as Sadie's eyes glossed over.
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"S...She's alive. She'll pull through, I pro..." The shaky voice was cut off by another.
"For your sake, it better be."
Sadie was on a hovering medbed with a strange bodysuit formed like a skimpy swimsuit. No biomonitors were active, it was completely quiet. The only thing that disturbed this unnatural silence was the conversation held by the two men.
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"Where is Trevor?" The surgeon looked nervously around.
"He could be here any moment." He continued, clearly shaken.
"I wouldn't worry about him. I had a good friend of mine take him off my hands when I was done with him. My friend has been really eager about getting his hands dirty again. Since he's having to avoid the central sector, he was more than up for a little friendly mission." The green-clad man stopped looking around. He just sunk a little more into his feeble and hurt pose. Not wanting another punch to the gut, he was cowering.
"The Syndicate will most likely want to have your head. This ain't the first time you've overstepped your limits. I know you've been slinging DCD-13!"
"Hey, look. I saved her, I provided the SImk3 Biomesh Bodysuit. I've been helping you. The moment I found out that Trev wanted to betray the Cancero Syndicate I bailed!" He said in his defense.
"If... She... makes a full recovery, if she has zero traces of Lust in her system, and if she hasn't been damaged beyond the parameters that I set for you and Trevor, then I won't throw you under the bus." Chris was so used to being in this position, at this point it had become a chore. Threatening people just didn't have the same excitement as it once had. And now with his friend out and about, he wasn't feeling as cocksure as he usually would be.
"She'll be more than fine! Have you seen the vids? You saw what she did?" He was fishing, but Trevor wasn't biting.
"I don't care. Keep talking and I'll do some improv surgery on you right here, right now."
Chris turned around and threw Sadie a quick glare. Lira had apparently said a few words that could be interpreted as gratitude towards this... woman... So to repay her, he went out of his way to make sure these idiots didn't kill or ruin her.
In this brief moment of distraction, the meek-acting surgeon grabbed something, and in a swift motion swung it at Chris.