Better Living Through Science

Dex said something, but Madison didn’t hear it. She was staring out the passenger side window of his car, but she wasn’t really looking at anything either. There was an extended silence, and Madison finally clocked that Dex was waiting for a reaction. “...what?”

“What, Master.” Dex corrected. When she shot him a look, he shrugged. “You told me to remind you. And to remind you to listen better.”

“Right, of course. Sorry, Master.” Madison sat up straighter, shaking her shoulders out to try pushing back her distractions.

“I was saying, this is going to be another huge opportunity but also another huge risk.” He gestured to the large facility up ahead. “This facility is claiming they have a new process for rapid **** training, which is fucking bold promise. I have no idea how that scummy Principal managed to arrange a school tour, considering the secrecy. Their whole process is still opaque, your class might be the first free women who get to go behind the curtain and come out without a collar on. Well, a real collar.”

Madison scratched at hers. Her collar sure as hell felt real, and heavy now with Jeanette holding the other end of the metaphorical leash. She met Dex’s eyes. He was clearly worried for her. It broke her heart, knowing that he should be more worried about himself. Jeanette warned her not to spook him into fleeing or their deal was off. She couldn’t tell him about the gruel, about the special ‘article’ Jeanette was making her write, or how his cover had been blown. She’d been lying to him for weeks now. Madison couldn’t throw him to the wolves, but she also couldn’t think of a good way to warn him without getting herself caught for good. She’d had such a hard time thinking clearly about anything since she’d switched to Jeanette’s food. Every time one of the small anonymous packages appeared on her doorstep, she told herself she should throw it out unopened.

But… she couldn’t bring herself to. The smell permeating the box triggered something primal and powerful in Madison’s brain, and she couldn’t get rid of the stuff. Or stop herself from eating it once she started. Even knowing that she needed to keep her head clear today, she still couldn’t resist downing a full serving for breakfast.

She was feeling those effects now, and Dexter read the subtle change in her face as they took hold.

“Here? Now?” He asked incredulously, whipping his head around to see if anyone was coming up the street where he’d parked.

“It’s legal with a ****.” She added quickly. “And I wanted to show how sorry I really am, Master.”

Madison was getting increasingly bold in her propositions, but she wasn’t sure how she hoped Dexter would react to them. When Jeanette had cornered her, she’d taunted Madison about Dex being just another man willing to take advantage, and Madison so desperately wanted to prove that woman wrong. She wanted Dexter to prove himself better, to resist Madison’s come on and remind her that it wasn’t appropriate, this was all an act, they were respectful co-workers. Because if he wasn’t a Master, maybe Madison wasn’t a ****.

But. Thanks to Jeannette’s gruel, she was also extremely horny nearly all the time now. And she really, really, needed his dick.

Dexter didn’t take long to break. He never did anymore. And though her feelings on the subject were mixed, she was on balance quite happy when he opened his fly and pulled her head down onto his shaft.

“Gotta hurry so you’re not late.” Dexter pumped her head onto him, eager to finish while he could. Despite herself, Madison nearly swooned at this. She knew she should be pissed that he was just fucking her face in his car. That he didn’t even take the time to let her reposition in the seat so she could get a hand onto her own clit and enjoy this too. There was no pretense that they were both in this together - it was just a Master using his **** for a quick release when he had a few free moments. But she’d all but asked for this exact treatment, so who was she to complain when she got it? And feeling him finish in her mouth gave her a burst of intense pride and how good a cocksucker she’d become.

There was a knock on the window, and Madison whipped up to see with her mouth still full of Dexter’s cum. Anita was standing outside, holding up a leash and tapping her watch. She gestured to her own throat, reminding Madison to swallow, and the **** girl dutifully did so.

“Come along, the others are already here.” Anita said as she opened the door and helped Madison to her feet, then clipped the leash to Madison’s collar. “Thank you for driving her, Master Dexter.”

Dex was too discombobulated from the quickie to respond, but Anita was unphased. She closed the door and led Madison off before Dex had collected himself enough to even put his cock away.

“Late again. What is it with you girls waiting until the last moment?” Anita walked very quickly down the sidewalk, her heels clacking on the pavement and dragging Madison along behind.

“Ms. Stonebridge, Master Dex wanted me to-”

“Not an excuse, Madison.” Anita snapped at her. “As I explained to Ashley, my other chronically tardy pupil, it is your responsibility to make sure your Master’s needs are met with enough time for you both to make your appointments.”

“Yes, Ma’am, won’t happen again.” Madison said.

“And how do you intend to change the behavior?” Anita continued, still clearly hot about something else and taking out on her. “This morning, Ashley made sure to ‘accidentally’ bend over and flash Master Theo her pussy while dressing herself. That was enough reminder that he fucked her before breakfast and they made it here on time.”

“That’s an excellent suggestion, Ma’am. I will try encouraging Master Dex earlier in the morning.”

“See that you do.” Anita turned and led Madison through a security gate, with a brief nod to the guard as he opened the fence. He let out a low whistle as the pair passed, then quickly shot out a hand and grabbed a palmful of Anita’s ass as she passed by. She grunted but didn’t break stride. She didn’t even speed up, probably to avoid giving him the satisfaction of watching her flee.

“Let me know when you’re on the block! I’d cash in my 401k for another piece of that!” He called, then climbed back into his guard shack.

“Ms. Stonebridge?” Madison asked. “You’re a free woman, should we report that?”

“Report what?” Anita cursed under her breath. “Once across the gate, there are no ‘Free’ women. All the students and I are temporarily owned by Principal Brown. And the last thing I want to do is remind him of that fact.”

Principal Brown was up ahead, busy with a small group of students climbing off of district busses and collecting near the entrance. Madison recognized Theo and a few of the other boys she’d encountered around campus. Theo was looking bored, but the other guys were animated, laughing and telling some dirty jokes that Madison couldn’t hear. But the female students, huddled together in a defensive formation, could hear it all. To deflect the crude attention away from themselves, the other girls started mocking the slaves. This included Madison, as she was paraded right by them.

“Hey Madison!” One girl called, “You suck any dicks today?” At that moment, the girl gasped and pointed. Apparently a small drop of Dex’s cum had caught in Madison’s hair, and soon the entire class was cackling at Madison. “She did! That little slut!”

Anita led Madison past them and clipped her leash to a hitching post where Ashley and the others were waiting. Anita discreetly pulled out a tissue and wiped Madison’s hair clean, then leaned in to whisper. “I’m glad you came to me about your extra credit writing project,” Madison remembered Jeanette’s mocking smile as she’d told Anita about this. But Anita didn’t know the truth about it either. “This-” Anita gestured to the taunting girls, “is why your project will be so important, Madison. There are a lot of free women out there clinging to that freedom out of fear. At least half those girls will be slaves like you within a few years. But the **** life isn’t all bad - as you know.” Anita paused as if she expected Madison to answer, but Madison sensed a trap and did not. “Just make sure to tell them the truth about this life.” Anita added, and Madison’s stomach dropped. She looked up at the **** facility, with a fear building inside her. She might have marched right into the lion’s den.

Anita left Madison tied to the hitching rail and went off to speak to Principal Brown. Madison looked troubled by something, and Ashley worried it was about what Ashley had done to get her in bed with Theo. But the other woman who’d made her way into bed with Theo jumped on Ashley’s back and pulled her into a hug.

“Bestie!” Danielle reached around and honked Ashley’s left tit before she could shed the energetic blonde. “Are you and Madison like Eskimo brothers now?”

“What does that mean?” Tatiana asked.

“It means they shared the same igloo!” Danielle giggled. Then, to be absolutely sure everyone took her meaning, she clarified. “Madison fucked Theo.”

“Theo is igloo?” Tatiana looked to Ashley for clarification, knowing Danielle was too giggly to answer.

“No, the…uh…girl is the igloo in that expression. That means Master Theo and Master Dex are the brothers… if we’re calling it that.”

“Which we aren’t,” Madison interjected.

“So what is called when two girls fuck same man?” Tatiana was really, annoyingly intent on this.

“It’s called being a ****,” Madison interjected. “It’s called fucking who your Master says to fuck.”

Her voice was icy, but Ashley sensed it wasn’t directed at her. Or at any of them, really. Maybe something was up with Dex? He might have said something about the notes she was keeping. Tatiana just shrugged, apparently bored with this explanation.

Principal Brown climbed up a few of the steps to the entrance, so he could be seen over the group, and called for attention.

“In a moment, we are all getting a chance to tour this facility. This is a very rare privilege, and I expect all of you to be on your best behavior.”

Bruce’s voice was audible among the murmuring of the others, and when Ashley looked to Theo she could see how disgusted he was by it. How would Theo take it if he knew he was “Eskimo brothers” with Bruce? Even just for her mouth? She shuddered. Hopefully Bruce would move away when school was over and this would be in her past.

“Quiet, or I start assigning detentions.” Principal Brown glared at the female students, even though the men were making the most noise. More of his powertripping. “Inside, you may see some things you’ve never seen before, and at first they may be surprising or upsetting.” He added. “But remember, the women in this facility are all criminals. Our society is better for it, and the women deserve what's coming to them.” The boys in the class cheered. Though to Ashley's great satisfaction, Theo did not. “And now let me introduce our tour guide and the leader of this facility, the esteemed Dr. Prosser.”

A man in a lab coat emerged from the building and waved to them politely. He was rail thin under the coat, with heavy spectacles under a fast-receding hairline. Ashley's first thought was that he looked like a kindly librarian instead of the foreman of a **** factory, but Ashley was learning how much appearances could deceive.

“Thank you for that introduction, Principal Brown.” He smiled, his face radiated kindness in a way that confused Ashley immensely. “Welcome to my facility. We have put together a lovely tour for you,” Ashley noticed that the other students had almost immediately lost attention and started whispering amongst themselves, ignoring the Doctor. “...it is vital that you stay within the designated areas.” He was saying, though he seemed a little perturbed that he'd lost the crowd already. Ashley wondered how he expected to hold their focus when there was a literal **** factory right behind him, and he eventually realized that too. He waved forward, “Come along, let's begin.”

Anita came and untied the slaves, then led them to the rear of the group moving into the factory. The Doctor and the Principal stood at the front, with the boys crowding in behind them, eager to see what was coming. The slaves, as per usual protocol, were kept at the back of the group.

The tour moved through some initial exhibits on the slavery process, which bored everyone. After seeing too many glassy eyes during a talk about the feminine mindset, Dr. Prosser realized it was a waste of time. So the Doctor hurried the group through to processing, up a large set of stairs until the group emerged on an elevated walkway. Below was a conveyor belt not unlike an assembly line. In a chamber just below where they stood, a frightened looking woman with her hands cuffed together looked up at them. The crotch of her pants had been cut away, and she had been **** into ugly-looking boots which were secured to the conveyor belt. There was a straight rod mounted between her legs, with a dildo on the end inserted into her. With her boots secured, she was trapped on the one-bar prison, unable to flee the fate that the belt was carrying her towards.

“You can't let them do this! I didn't even take that much money! I-” She was cut off by a blast of white gas, and she coughed furiously as she took a deep inhale. When she looked back up and tried to continue begging, her voice was completely muted.

“We find deadening the subject's vocal chords at the beginning of the process makes the rest of it far more bearable.” The Doctor smiled again, but there was not even the hint of warmth in it anymore.

The conveyor belt continued, moving the woman into the next chamber. Laser beams appeared from the sides of the chamber, expertly carving away her clothing, leaving only the faintest marks on her skin. Despite her efforts to twist and dodge, the computers automatically targeted the lasers to compensate. Within seconds she was completely naked. It seemed excessive to Ashley, but the slavery demonstration lectures the others had ignored did talk about ‘shocking’ the new girl into accepting her place. Automated arms swooped around her and collected the shredded clothes, then deposited the scraps in a large trash chute to the side of the belt.

“Mindy, you'd look fucking great in that outfit!” Bruce pointed to the nude prisoner, who was now being whisked around the corner to some further horror.

“Bet you still couldn't get it up, Bruce!” She fired back, and soon the tour had stalled while they volleyed insults at each other.

“Oh, for fucks sake…” Anita grumbled. She tapped a few of the free girls towards the back on the shoulder. When they turned around, Anita shoved leashes into each of their hands. “Watch them, please.” And then Anita shouldered her way through the girls to place herself between the warring genders and calm the situation down.

Unfortunately, Anita had picked the absolute worst group of girls to hand off the leashes. At the other end of Ashley's was Michelle, fucking Michelle of all people, who had been one of Ashley's biggest tormentors for years. She was blonde like Ashley, with perfect hair, but a lean gymnast body in comparison to Ashley’s strength.

“It's the Slut Patrol!” Michelle taunted, giving Ashley a cruel yank forward and off her feet, just because she could. Michelle's dipshit friends jumped in with more of their usual tripe, but since Ashley was the one they actually knew personally, Ashley was the one who caught the worst of it.

“Careful,” Ashley said as she stood back up. “We're valuable now, unlike you.”

“You are just pathetic bitches.” Michelle sneered.

Instead of backing up, Ashley moved forward into Michelle's space. The girl was smaller than Ashley - who wasn't, with Ashley's physique?

“Come on, Michelle.” Ashley said. “Hit me. You know you want to. After all, I'm just a ****.” As Michelle flinched, Ashley had a moment of revelation. The worst had already happened to Ashley - she was a **** and she'd always be one - but she was owned by her best friend. Michelle was the “free” one, for now. One misstep and that would be over, same as it was for Ashley. Michelle, however, had no one to run to.

Michelle recovered and continued to stare Ashley down. The tour group had regained composure and continued, leaving only the five slaves and their current leash-holders behind, alone.

“Come on, Michelle…” Amanda had real fear in her voice. Half of it was from the surroundings and the other half from holding Tatiana, who looked like a leashed tiger.

“You go on ahead, Ashley and I have some things to hash out here.” Michelle said. Her friends kept going, pulling Danielle and Tatiana but leaving the two other slaves behind. However, once she had moved past Michelle, Anna tugged back on Kimberly as she was holding her lead. The cheerleader took one look around, thought better of it, and just shoved Anna's leash into Michelle's other hand before sprinting off to catch up with the others. Michelle barely seemed to notice.

“You wanted to say something to me?” Ashley asked. Over Michelle's shoulder, Anna was making a determined face, with an obvious implication. Here. Now.

“Yeah, you little whore, I wanted to-Ooof!” Michelle was cut off when Anna grabbed her from behind, wrapping her hand around Michelle's mouth to shut her up. Anna yanked Michelle backwards and off-balance, showing off strength that even impressed Ashley.

“Now, gringa!” Anna hissed, reminding Ashley that they were fucked together. Oh fuck oh fuck! Ashley watched as Anna grappled with Michelle, dragging her towards the low railing overlooking the assembly line.

“MMPH! MMMMPPHH!” Michelle flailed like a wild animal now, throwing elbows behind her and catching Anna in the ribs. If Ashley didn't move now…

Ashley darted forward and grabbed at Michelle's legs. Michelle dropped the leashes to protect herself, and the three of them crashed into the railing. Michelle’s eyes went completely wide as the two slaves hauled the cheer captain up over the rail and dropped her onto the conveyor belt. She landed with a heavy thud, enough to bruise but not to break anything. Michelle jumped to her feet and tried to leap up the side to grab the ledge, but the white gas deployed again, spraying her in the face and doubling her over with coughing. She tried to scream obscenities at the two slaves, but of course she was completely silenced. Anna and Ashley watched with no small amount of amusement as the haughty bitch had her clothes sliced away at the next station, and then Michelle was too concerned with covering her bare assets than trying to climb off the line.

“I worried you were gonna chicken out, but you did good, Ashley.” Anna grabbed a hold of the railing. “Buena suerte.” With that, she held her breath and vaulted the railing. As soon as she landed, the white gas sprayed her, but she was able to wave it away before inhaling any. Anna allowed herself to be taken to the next station, and calmly parted her arms to let the lasers cut away the slutty schoolgirl outfit and the leash and collar. Once she was naked and the lasers stopped, she turned to run against the motion of the belt. The panel opened in the side to accept the discarded clothes, and the bareassed Anna took the opportunity to dive headfirst into it, immediately disappearing from view towards some disposal room.

Ashley gave her a few moments to do whatever it was Anna was going to do. Then quickly freaked at how exposed she was. There wasn’t anyone around, but it would only be minutes at most before someone noticed they were missing. Thinking quickly, Ashley pulled the leather leash through her teeth and bit down to handle the pain, then quickly rammed her side into the iron railing. It hurt like a bitch, but it wouldn’t be enough. She slammed her arms into it again and again, until she could see bruises forming. There was yelling up ahead, apparently the absence had been noticed. With one last surge of determination, she smacked the side of her head on the wall. She had hoped to simply leave a mark, but in the adrenaline rush of the moment, she accidentally smashed her head much harder than intended. She dazed herself and fell to the ground for real, with blood tricking through her hair and onto her forehead.

She made herself shakily to her hands and knees, just as the mob of the tour group surged back around the corner. Principal Brown grabbed her by the shoulders and yanked her to her feet, screaming in her face as he did.

“Where are the others? Answer me you fucking slut!”

Ashley was still disoriented from her knock, and mumbled slightly until she saw a shape moving towards them urgently. Theo **** his way through the crowd and shoved Principal Brown off of her with strength Ashley had never seen him display.

“That is MY ****.” He said, and pulled her into a defensive hug.

“She needs to tell me what happened right now.” Principal Brown insisted.

“Look at her!” Theo screamed right back. “She’s bruised up and down! Someone needs to tell ME what happened right now, because from where I’m standing it’s MY property that was damaged!”

“It was Michelle…” Ashley finally whimpered out. When she spoke, the others fell silent. “She started hitting me, and then Anna got into it… They both went over the side… I didn’t see what happened after that.”

The Doctor sprinted to the railing and looked down at the conveyor belt. “Oh good god, you’re saying one of the students fell onto the line!?” He turned and ran off, apparently to some control room. The rest of the students turned on each other, starting a massive chaotic argument that threatened to turn into a brawl. Anita was doing her best to calm things down, to no avail.

“Come on, let’s go.” Theo whispered to Ashley. He moved around the outside of the mob and grabbed away the leashes holding the other slaves. Madison and Danielle looked horrified at the bruising up and down Ashley’s body, but Tatiana merely smirked at the student chaos they were leaving behind.

As they walked out of the facility, no one challenged them. Theo had so thoroughly owned his Masterhood that even leaving with four women did not seem unusual to the guards. The four piled into his family car. Ashley nuzzled her head in Theo’s chest as he drove them each home. She didn’t care that he’d called her property. She cared that he called her his.