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"I did not hear a reply," the electronic voice added.
At this, the two of us erupted into hysterical laughter. I honestly could not remember ever laughing so hard.
"Yesh heh!" the two of us chortled between gasps for air.
We continued giggling for much of the five minute "cool down" and even had difficulty keeping it together as the handlers undid us from the dripping contraption.
As we were being led by our leashes from the plexiglass enclosure, I couldn't help but reflect upon the day I had experienced so far. It had begun as perhaps the worst day I could ever recall. But despite finding myself in one of the most horrible circumstances imaginable, it ended up being... not as terrible as one might have expected. Contrasting from Annabelle's dramatic story about the sisters who grew to resent each other over the course of their Armstrong workout, Tasha and I had somehow emerged from it stronger and more connected than we were before.
Once we entered the hallway outside the maintenance room, the two of us were pulled in opposite directions. Me toward my protein date with Murphy, and Tasha toward whatever fresh hell next awaited her. Catching one last glance of Tasha over my shoulder, she crossed her eyes at me and formed her tongue back into the clover shape she'd made earlier. Lacking originality, I simply grinned back at her.
As crazy as it sounded, Annabella was kind of right about one thing. Pain really was temporary. No matter how hard my day had been or what horrors lied ahead in the coming hours, the unpleasantness would eventually pass. And when that inevitably happened, there were now things to look forward to. After all, Tasha had called me her girl...
- COMMENTS
CommodorRaptralmost 2 years agoThis series is by far one of the most interesting and thrilling stories I've ever read. Really can't wait to see what you do next. Please don't let this die like so many other great stories on Literotica. Very much looking forward to the next part.
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoI find it hard to believe that anyone could endlessly repeat variations on the futility of hatred and cruelty.
I may be nuts but I have enjoyed recieving pain as part of a sexual relationship.
This continual beating people down destroys everyone involved.
You want an example? Think back to Adolf Hitler's destruction of his own people before killing himself.
Either bring us a clear removal of the whole 'kingdom' or let "Jodie" get control and remove useless prats like Annabelle.
Master_Geassover 2 years agoSorry it took me so long to get around to this. I am wondering how Ali talked Abagail into giving her Katie back. Too bad it didn't work. I had kind of hoped she make them earn Tasha's early release.
fetishcomingtruealmost 3 years agoWhat a plot! & attention to details is unmatchable... Thank yoy for giving such a wonderful literature. Eagerly waiting for next part. Keep it up.
titoCA321almost 3 years agoGlad to see new chapters being added. I agree with the comments below that Katie should realize the errors of her ways in declining an offer to leave the Kennel with Jodie. After all that Jodie has done for Katie, her pretense at rage against Jodie should cause her some "discomfort" in later chapters. I hope Katie does rejoin Jodie but she shouldn't get a "pass" on her choices. She should be humiliated and humbled before Jodie's second rescue. Maybe her release from the Kennel can come with come "conditions" that reinforces her gratitude towards Jodie.
Can't say I feel sorry for Tasha, she's been a thorn in Jodie's path since the beginning. Hope she's continues with plugs in her bodily holes that give off a few zaps of electrical voltage as her days with Murphy continue.
Anonymousabout 3 years agoI really liked this. Fun to see characters becoming more fleshed out and “winning” if that’s what you can call it.
