// Theater of Operations: ?????????
// Mission Time: ???? Hours
The memory dissolved. The classroom was no more. The cackling of faceless girls subsided. But the darkness remained. The fear lingered.
Bony fingers caressed Sadie’s cold bare skin, sending shivers through her body. She tried pull away, but she couldn’t. Her body was numb. Her wrists were bound.
And as her eyes opened, she awakened into a new nightmare.
Her tormentors were there.
Yui (?) pulled back on Sadie’s hair and peered deep into her eyes. Nostrils flaring up with excitement as her face twisted into a devious smirk.
“I’m going to up the dose. She’s ready for Phase 2.” Then shifting her tone, she gave an order, “Prep her.”
“Yes, Doctor” acknowledged Ichika (?) who stood in Sadie’s blind spot with her body pressed against the captive agent. On Yui’s command she began running her hands up Sadie’s firm abs, fingers tips exploring the contours of Sadie’s muscular form until both hands fully cupped the breasts from below.
She made a point to squeeze them a bit, pushing them together only to pull them apart again. Then finally, satisfied, she pulled those gentle mounds forward by the nipples. Playfully alternating between pinching, twisting and rubbing the tips with her thumbs. Making them hard.
And Sadie did nothing.
No, that’s not entirely true.
Deep in the darkest corner of her heart. Sadie took refuge in a fortress of guilt. Having been captured by the enemy was bad enough. Being bound and left to the mercy of her captors made the situation inevitable. But to enjoy it.
Was it betrayal?
She swallowed a moan and a sensation of wetness overcame her body. Not only between her legs but her nipples were suddenly moist, and as she opened her eyes, she saw Yui leaning into her breasts, tongue extended to meet the hardened nipples. One by one she kissed them, licked them and sucked on them as Ichika offered up Sadie’s tender flesh to her.
Only then did Sadie noticed the glimmer of a needle in Yui’s hand.
Helpless, she watched the doctor move the syringe close to her chest. Sharp tip hovering menacingly over her left nipple. As realization dawned on her, Sadie tried to pull away from the Doctor once more but her body felt too heavy to move.
“Wait. No…” muttered Sadie, anticipating the sting.
“Don’t get shy on me American,” said Yui with a thick accent. “Just like yesterday ok?”
Sadie winced, and watched helpless how the needle slowly pushed into her nipple.
She wanted to scream. But there was no pain. She wanted to run. But she was floating already.
Quietly, slipped from one nightmare into another.
(To be continued.)