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Chapter 11 by Moot Moot

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Assessment

"Oh good you're awake." A feminine voice made Vanessa jump and turn around. Stood at the furthest side of the corridor infront of Vanessa's cell was a fairly younger woman holding a clipboard. Her petite frame was covered by tight black and white checkered leggings, and a black and white striped blazer with a matching blouse. Her outfit made her look like the result of a referee and business person having a baby.

Vanessa's anger took full control. She launched herself at the bars and slammed her arms through them in an attempt to grab this woman. "LET ME OUT RIGHT NOW!! I'LL FUCKING KILL YA! I SWEAR!!!" She screamed and shook the bars, which did not move an inch.

The woman chuckled as she watched Vanessa throw all kinds of insults at her. "Someone's a little cranky today.." She commented with a smile. "CRANKY!? Oh I wonder fucking why!!" Vanessa yelled back, shocked by the audacity of such a comment. "This behaviour is exactly why you're behind bars Vanessa." The woman told her.

Vanessa did not like being called by her name by this woman, someone she had never met. Of course Miss Wallace or anyone in the establishment would have told her, but it only angered Vanessa even more. "Where the fuck are my clothes!?" She yelled at the woman.

"Idiots don't know what clothes are Vanessa, but you'll soon learn that." The woman chuckled. Vanessa clenched her fists and twitched her eye angrily. "DON'T EVER CALL ME AN IDIOT AGAIN!!!" She screeched. "Vanessa, you are aware of what cell you've been put in right?" The woman asked her.

Vanessa remembered the court session and what Miss Wallace said just before she was dragged away and ****. Her blood boiled even more with the knowledge that she was being treated like an idiot. She should be in charge of the idiots not the other way around! This was unacceptable. The thoughts looped around Vanessa's head as she glared at the woman.

CLUNG

Vanessa slammed her entire body into the bars and tried to grab the woman once again. "GET ME OUT OF HERE!!" She yelled.

The woman sighed and lowered her clipboard. "Looks like someone needs a little bit of time to think about her behavior before we begin the idiot treatment..." She walked over to the side of the cell and pulled down a lever, causing a mechanical noise. She pulled out a remote control and connected it to something through bluetooth.

Mechanical arms suddenly cascaded out from above and hooked themselves underneath Vanessa's armpits. The naked former CEO was lifted into the air with loud shrieks. In a matter of seconds, Vanessa was spun around like a cartwheel. Two more hands stretched down and grabbed her ankles. She was hung, completely naked, upside down facing the mirror. Her fingers could barely touch the ground, her arms fully extended.

One glance at the mirror was enough to tip Vanessa over the edge, her entire body was exposed. "PUT ME DOWN NOW!!!!" She shrieked, the tone in her voice had hit high notes. "You should have thought about that before your outburst. I'll be back in one hour, I hope you'll be better behaved..." The woman sighed and walked away, leaving Vanessa to hang infront of the mirror.

Vanessa angrily watched the woman walk away from the mirror. "DONT YOU LEAVE ME LIKE THIS!!! MARK MY WORDS I'LL...!! I'LL.. PLEEEAAASE!!!" She sobbed as her words fell silent, she was trapped.

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