Alpha exited the cellar, leaving Leah in her cell. He made his way up the stairs towards the “control room.” Feeling rejuvenated after spending a couple hours on Leah’s training, Alpha walked with a strut and a smile on his face. He loved how Leah was coming along. She wasn’t fooling anyone pretending to be broken and compliant. It was something seen from previous girls before her. Alpha and his two companions were going to play along and use it to their advantage.

After making a few turns in the hallway, Alpha reached the control room. He opened the door to find, with surprise, Kenny sitting down facing the monitors. He was replaying the session Alpha just had with Leah. He was at the part where Alpha had her crawling towards him naked several times. Kenny was eyeing her perfect ass as she crawled on the cold concrete. Watching her crawl on screen distracted him from hearing Alpha entered the room. It wasn’t until Alpha intentionally shut the door loudly, did Kenny realize Alpha came in the room.

He paused the recording before turning his attention to Alpha.

“What are you doing here, Ken?” Alpha asked.

Kenny pivoted the chair he was sitting on to face Alpha. He noticed he was holding his favorite brand of beer, which was almost done. Kenny had been here for awhile.

“Guess who called me not too long ago?” Kenny responded back with another question. It took Alpha a few seconds to deduce who he was referring to. His expression turned to happiness.

“What did he say?”

“He says he’ll be here tomorrow night.”

“Why didn’t he call me?”

“He said he was busy and when he called, I told him you were busy.” Kenny motioned towards the footage he paused involving Alpha and Leah.

“That’s great. But that doesn’t explain why you’re here. How did that thing go?”

“Piece a cake. Nothing to it. Got done a lot sooner than I thought. So I thought I drop by here. That’s when I got his call.”

“How did he sound?”

“Like a little boy who knows Christmas is tomorrow.”

Alpha was happy to hear both good news. He went over to the screens and saw the live footage of Leah, lying down on her bed in a fetal position crying softly.

“That was some good stuff, Alpha. I thought she had you there for a second. Fiery little cunt, isn’t she?” Kenny took a swig from his beer, unpausing the recorded footage he was watching.

“That she is, Ken. That she is.” Alpha only looked at the live feed as he recounted his time with Leah that happened not 10 minutes ago. He never had to look at past footages to recall his time with his slaves.

“Alright, Kenny. Can I leave it up to you to prepare her tomorrow before he comes in?” Alpha asked Kenny without taking his eyes off Leah.

“You don’t even have to ask, man. I’ll make sure to wrap her up nicely. Something special just for him.” Kenny was at the part where Alpha made Leah kiss his shoes.

Alpha and his two colleagues were waiting for his special guest to arrive ever since they acquired Leah. The main reason being they haven’t seen him in a long time. And the other reason being Alpha promised him they wouldn’t “do the deed” until he did it first. It was only fair since he was the one who pointed Leah out to them. This was their way of saying thank you. But after he spends his time with Leah, she’s was fair game for anything.
With that in mind, Alpha bid Kenny farewell as he left for the day.
The next morning, Kenny went down to Leah’s dungeon to get her ready for tonight’s event. He found her sleeping heavily on her bed. Before waking her up, he admired the way she looked. They still did not give her a blanket for cover, so she had no choice but to sleep in the nude. Leah was sleeping on her side facing towards Kenny’s direction. She had her right arm under her head and her left arm behind her. Kenny had a perfect view of her tits. They rose and fell as she breathed deeply. Her left leg leaned down covering the lower part of her body. There was even the ice bag Alpha gave Leah for her sprained hand after their session. The ice had already melted in the bag. At that moment, she looked serene and in peace.

“Rise and shine, sugar tits!”

Kenny kicked the cell bars loud enough to wake up Leah with a startle. Instantly she covered herself. Even when looking tired, she gave Kenny an evil look. She was exhausted from yesterday’s session with Alpha. The soreness from her hand and arm was evident of that. Leah was beyond embarrassed and humiliated having to perform “slave acts” for him. After their small bout, Leah realized Alpha was a very dangerous individual that could easily best her in a fighting match. The next thing she would have to try was outsmart him. It didn’t turn out so well when she tried doing that with Buddy, but maybe Alpha and Kenny would be a different case. In the mean time, she had to keep up the façade of being broken. If they truly believe she was broken, it would give Leah a chance to catch them with their guard down.

Kenny proceeded to retrieve something out of one of several big closets in the cellar. To Leah it looked like an oversize folded chair. Even when Kenny unfolded it and placed it in the middle of the open floor, she still couldn’t identify what it was. The best way to describe it, according to Leah, was that it looked like a metal frame for a big chair or table. There were several bars on the main frame, with also several paddings. One of the paddings was big and was at the center of the frame. Whatever this device was, Leah had a bad feeling about it because she knew Kenny was setting it up just for her.
Kenny had to drill screws at the base of the frame onto the ground to keep it firm and steady. In fact, there were already holes in the ground to accommodate the screws. After feeling satisfied the contraption was set to his standards, he put the tools away. He rolled back a cart with other items on it but Leah couldn’t tell what they were. Finally, Kenny returned his attention back to Leah.

“You have a long day ahead of you. And an even longer night. I have the pleasure of getting you ready. Are you going to be a problem?”
Leah didn’t respond in any way. She thought if she opened her mouth, she would start yelling profanity and hurling insults at him. Instead, she tried to give him a blank look but only succeeded looking agitated.

“It doesn’t matter whether you do or not. It’s more fun when it’s rough. So please, make it fun for me and fight as much as possible.”

As Kenny unlocked her cell door and went inside, Leah gave no sign of resistance. Even after he dragged her out by the hair, Leah did not fight back. Kenny made several attempts to get her riled up, such as calling her more degrading names, and manhandling her. Nothing seem to do it for her. Leah complied with all of Kenny’s demand. He wasn’t completely disappointed. He was looking forward to what was in store for her tonight.

While Kenny was strapping her down into one of his favorite positions, he took the time to inform Leah of tonight’s agenda.

“A very special friend of ours is coming tonight. He’s coming to see you personally. And I’ve been given the task to prepare you for him. You can probably guess how I’m setting you up what you’re in store for, huh?”

He was right. By the time Leah realized how he was strapping her to the strange contraption he set up moments ago, she knew exactly what was going to happen to her tonight. But it was too late to fight back. It took a lot of effort on her part not to start freaking out. She wanted to continue pretending to be broken. Tonight might be too much for her to handle, however. As Kenny put the final touches to Leah’s predicament, Leah’s panic began to set in. Her new forced position on the make-shift device left her in an extremely vulnerable state. Her heart rate was beating faster and faster.

“That should do it. I’ll leave the rest for our special guest to finish. I’ll even leave some special toys for you two to play with.”

Kenny left more random items on the cart next to Leah. He knew the person coming would make use of each item.

“I think that’s everything. This is gonna be a special night for the two of you. Make the most of it, because after tonight, no more taking it easy on your sweet ass.”

Kenny slapped Leah’s ass hard before seeing his way out the cellar. Leah only made a small sound of discomfort from the slap. She held out from the discomfort she was in until Kenny left the room. As soon as he was gone, Leah moved frantically to escape, if not adjust in her new position.

How can he leave me like this, Leah thought? I’m not going to last long like this. After putting a stop to her attempts to escape, Leah resorted to what she’s been doing best ever since she woke up in here: wait for the worse to come.

Miles was on his way to his uncle’s usual spot. He had been speeding since he got the rental car. The faster he got to his uncle, the sooner he could do what he had been waiting for, for so long.

Miles Stanton was a 25-year old college Senior. He took a break from college after completing his first year. The break was due to emotional stress from his father’s death. He didn’t know how to cope with his dad’s passing. He was very close to his father so naturally his father’s untimely death hit Miles really hard. His father’s death came near the end of his freshmen year in college when he was 19 years old. Miles was doing really well until the day he received the phone call from his hysterical mom about his dad.

As a Ranger in the military, his father would frequently deploy overseas for a rotation or two. For the most part, his father was careful to avoid any danger. Unfortunately, he let his guard down when an innocent young Arab boy was used as bait for an IED attack, crossed his path.

After the news, Miles came back home to be with his mom and other family members. It didn’t take long for Miles to act out wildly and rebellious. He experimented with several different drugs and alcohol which always lead to fighting with authorities. At 20, he already had a list of numerous misdemeanors, barely avoiding felony charges due to dumb luck. But Miles didn’t care. He hated the world. He hated himself more. Growing up he knew he was just a loser who was quiet and not at all interesting to his age group.

Miles was an average American white boy who didn’t share any particular interests with anything or anyone. He may have had his father’s dark brown hair and brown eyes, along with his body structure, but Miles was nothing like his father. His dad spent a lot of time with him as he grew. He loved Miles since the day he was born. They were inseparable. It was even hard for the both of them when Miles went away for college but his dad raised him to be strong. Or at least tried to.

Miles’ dad was a tough guy who intimidated a lot of people, if not with his physique then with his intelligence. It was no surprise he shot up in the ranks as a Ranger. His dad was a very respectable soldier among his peers. All the traits his dad had were not passed down to Miles. Miles was an introvert who barely passed in school. His parents did not understand his lack of interest in anything. Numerous times they tried to enroll him in activities or clubs but none of it took.