"Cindy, I won't be anyone's **** bitch, EVER!

Max was supremely confident at that moment. And O.C. knew it to be true. Max was created to be the perfect soldier, and Max's spirit was unbreakable. Yet, O.C. looked unconcerned.

"Boo, Original Cindy thought you were smart. You ALREADY are O.C.'s ****. Silly girl."

Max was also unconcerned. "Cindy, I've been hunted, caught, tortured by the best in the world, from Manticore, other governments, to freaks of all kinds, and I either beaten or escaped them all. You have no chance of breaking me!"

"Sigh, Max, you of all people should know that all of them treated you like a little girl, or were arrogant assholes underestimating you. Original Cindy won't treat you like that. Now please respect O.C. for that, Max, like O.C. is respecting what you are as well as who."

"Respecting me? You are nuts."

"Really now? OK, try to get loose then, O.C.'s dares you. Go on."

Max just looks at O.C. for a moment, but sees she is serious. Despite the knowlege of knowing she can't get loose anyway, there was something in Original Cindy's voice, so Max tries. Testing them slowly, straining, rolling around on the bed, Max grows concerned. These straps are holding tight. There is no give. Even handcuffs have a feel to her, the chain, the hinges on them, that tell her how to break them. Here, she's getting no such feeling. Max feels the futility in trying anymore. She rolls into a sitting position on the bed, letting Max see the situation better, planning for any chance to attack. But the feeling from the harness and cuffs doesn't go away.

"Original Cindy's waiting, Max." she says, smirking. "Got nothing? Figured. You see, Boo, O.C. traded many favors in to get those restraints for you. Those rings and fasteners are made of titanium, and those straps and cuffs are made from military cargo belts. You should know the ones. Big, cargo planes use them to RESTRAIN tons of stuff. And they'll last for years."

"Where the hell did you get that stuff?"

"Original Cindy has friends in high and low places Boo. O.C. thought of everything."

"Fuck you Cindy. Even if you can hold me. I've been held first for years, then months. By you, it will be days before I get loose. You can't beat me."

"Boo, first thing is swear at Original Cindy again and O.C. will spank that glorious ass of yours, ....

"You wouldn't dare!"

"Number 2, don't interrupt O.C. again. And hell yes Original Cindy would spank that ass! Say something now, O.C. dares you to. Go on, say it!