Moving to the cabinet, I root around until I find a speculum. I don’t even know why we bought this, but right now I’m fucking grateful.
I position my body back between Red’s legs; using my cum, I work the device in and open her up. White splatters her cavern, but in the back I see what I’m looking for.
A little string, hanging out of her cervix. I’ll have to do some research on IUDs. Just so I’m prepared for when the hormones wear off.Using 2 fingers, I reach in and grip the wire. I give a few small tugs to loosen the plastic T.
I glance up at Red and see she’s still asleep. With a firm pull, the IUD slips out. I tuck it in my pocket and pull the speculum out. My heart races as I wipe the metal pussy wedge on the blanket.
Red stirs, and I return the medical contraption back to its spot in the cabinet. I pull out my phone, rewind the footage to when Bravo walked out and press delete. A smirk plays on my lips as I put my phone back in my pocket. My fingers graze the useless birth control.
I wonder how long it will take before she’s carrying my fetus.
I cradle her body to my chest and carry her to her cell. Laying her on the cot, I lock the chain to her ankle cuff.
Red whimpers as I pull the tail plug from her ass before shifting her body to her side. I unlock the paws and take those off as well.
Leaving her door open, I drop the toys off in the sex room and head to the rec room where I have a present for Red. I grab the small table, and when I enter her cell, Red opens her eyes.
She blinks at me as her brain races to catch up. “E-everything h-hurts.”
My feet carry me to the other side of her cell, and I place the table down. When I turn to face her, Red is sitting up. She winces as her fun bags sag, and I know the bars are pulling in her nipples.
She looks down at her chest and gasps. “What the fuck! Did you seriously pierce my boobs?” Her hands move to cup them, but I grab her wrists in time and shake my head.
Red glares at me but drops her hands. I’ll have to watch to make sure she doesn’t pick at them.
Just as I’m about to exit, I remember the weight in my pocket notholding the IUD. I dig out the piece of black obsidian and, without looking at her, I lay it on her cot.
I’ll watch her reaction when I get to my computer later. I have a few things to research, and I have to try to sleep. Before she can speak, I walk out and lock the door behind me.
Chapter 30
My eyes flick between the door andthe crystal in my hand. On the far wall is a little table. I must have done something good if they are giving me things.
I’m not stupid enough to think they feel bad. These fuckers have no remorse, and I doubt they have emotions. Slowly, I stand and attempt to reach the table. The fucking chain isn’t long enough. I stretch out my arm and lean.
The crystal grazes the edge of the table, and I lightly toss it. The smallblack rock clatters before settling in the middle. I stand up and stare in a trance.
It is nothing, just a rock on a table. I shouldn’t be happy, but this small thing has my nerves relaxing. My eyes stay on it as I walk backwards to my cot. Almost as if it will disappear if I blink.
My thighs hurt, pussy throbs, nipples burn and my stomach is cramping. But for the first time since I’ve been in this hell, my mind is at ease. The numbers are at bay, the screaming voice is quiet, and I’m not thinking about how I’m going to die in this cell.
I wrap my arms around my stomach and flop on my side, keeping my eyes on that small piece of obsidian.
Chapter 31
It’s been three weeks since the night we gave Red electroshock therapy. Since then, the 4 of us have fallen into a routine. Red wakes up, and one of us watches her shower every two days, then she repeats the games that we’ve given her.
Charlie and Red sparfor most of the afternoon now instead of only 3 rounds. Afterwards, we spend the rest of the night punishing her for her mistakes.
Red can take apart and reassemble the gun in a minute now, and will soon be ready for shooting practice. In handto hand combat, she can hold her own and can actually pin us sometimes.
Red still won’t refer to us as Masters, but she does say Sir without looking like she’s gonna hurl, but only when we remind her. I’m sure she still curses us out, but if she does, she keeps it to herself.
C hasn’t spoken to her since the night he screamed no at the mention of cutting her womb out, but I notice the looks he gives her. He needs to understand she is nothing more than a toy, our creation, a weapon we are forging. She means nothing to me other than a warm place to stick my cock.
Once Red is trained, she’ll be a fucking force to be reckoned with. In our line of work, it helps to have options. A female assassin can fly under the radar better than three beefed up men. Red is a sex goddess.
With her curvy waist, full hips and huge tits-probably the biggest I’ve ever seen that weren’t plastic-no one would think twice about her being deadly until it’s too late.
