Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47749 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47749 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Breenah gasped and nearly tumbled off the step-up. She was balanced precariously on the second to top step with her thighs spread wide and her hands braced on Rax’s shoulders—one wrong move and she would fall.
But Mistress Work-worthy didn’t wait for that. She marched over to the step-up and grabbed Breenah by the ankle, yanking insistently.
“Get down from there this minute, young lady!” she exclaimed as Breenah clambered hastily to the floor . “What exactly do you think you’re doing?”
“I…I was…” Breenah bit her lip, not sure what to say. She was horribly embarrassed to be caught in the middle of such a shameful, forbidden act. And it wasn’t like she could deny it—her undercoverings were around her ankles and her pussy was swollen and damp from all the hot licking Rax had been giving her.
Mistress Work-worthy’s iron gray eyes narrowed when she took Breenah in.
“Never mind,” she snapped. “I see exactly what you were doing, you disgusting girl!”
“I…I didn’t mean to,” Breenah faltered, reaching down to pull up her undercoverings. “I just wanted to…to have some pleasure before you made it so I couldn’t anymore!”
“I was going to give you a choice about that, you know,” Mistress Work-worthy said loftily. “But now I see there is no choice—you cannot be trusted to behave yourself if you remain in your present condition.”
“What—the condition of actually looking female and having feelings?” Rax growled, joining in the conversation. “You’ve got no fucking right to alter Breenah to fit your own pitiful, sexless standards!”
“How dare you?” Mistress Work-worthy exclaimed, rounding on him with one hand still clutched around Breenah’s arm. “How dare you even speak to me, giant? I am one of the premier leaders of this Compound—a Superior!”
“Then let me go before the Equinox, if you’re the leader,” Rax growled. “I tried to tell you and your Council of Superiors earlier, it’s dangerous to keep me here. Let me go and let me take Breenah with me since you don’t want her. I’ll take her someplace people will care for her and appreciate her.”
“Never!” Mistress Work-worthy’s nostrils flared. “Breenah is staying right here in the Compound where she belongs.”
“But what if I don’t belong here?” Breenah protested, speaking up at last. “Why don’t you just let me go with the giant, Mistress Work-worthy? With Rax?”
“Because you are going to have your breasts cut off and your sex-drive neutralized so you can fit in as a proper member of this Colony,” Mistress Work-worthy snapped. She pulled an electric prod off the belt she wore around her narrow hips and gestured with it menacingly at Rax. “And he is going to be sacrificed tonight during the Equinox—his blood shall be spilled to satisfy the Maiden, the Mother, and the Crone.”
“What?” Breenah looked at her in horror. “But…but there hasn’t been a sacrifice in the Compound for years!”
“Because there hasn’t been a male intruder for years,” Mistress Work-worthy snapped. But now there is and the Council of Superiors had voted to deal with him in the traditional way.”
“But…but…” Breenah began. “But that’s horrible—it’s murder! Rax never did anything to us! He doesn’t deserve to be sacrificed.”
“He’s a male—that’s reason enough,” Mistress Work-worthy declared.
“Well I won’t let you do it! I won’t!”
Breenah tried to slip away from her, but Mistress Work-worthy, who was surprisingly strong, had her hand locked tight, like an iron pincer around Breenah’s upper arm.
“Let me go! Let me go!” Breenah gasped, and began to struggle.
“Breenah—behave! Don’t make me use my prod!” Mistress Work-worthy brandished her electric prod menacingly.
But Breenah was past caring about threats. With a desperate twist of her arm, she managed to break free and ran for the release button on the wall. If she could just reach it in time—if she could just press it—the Magno-manacles would pop open and Rax would be free! Then he could take her away, just as he had promised, and neither of them would ever have to set foot in the Compound again.
She got so close her fingertips were almost touching the big, red button mounted on the wall. But just as she brushed it, a horrible, painful jolt hit her in the small of her back.
“Ahhh!” Breenah cried—it felt like being electrocuted! Her entire body stiffened and she fell backwards.
“I told you I’d use it.” Mistress Work-worthy grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed Breenah to the ground. Then she knelt on her lower back and pulled the black box of her speak-far off the clip on her belt. She spoke into it, never letting up even as Breenah thrashed weakly below her. “Mistress Heal-all, I need some help in the Guard Room,” she said in firm tone. “Please hurry and bring a sedative!”
Before Breenah knew it, the door was opening for a second time and Mistress Heal-all and several of the security detail burst into the room. The other Superior came to kneel beside her, a sharp syringe filled with blue liquid in one hand.