She drops down.

Miranda's knees buckled, her weight sinking downward as Jack's grip on her shoulders tightened, holding her in place. The cold metal wall seemed to sear into her skin as she struggled to maintain her balance, her palms slapping against the wall to steady herself.

Jack's eyes gleamed with a manic intensity, her breath hot against Miranda's ear as she whispered, "Down, bitch. Now."

The words sent a shiver down Miranda's spine, her body responding with a traitorous thrill that left her feeling ashamed and frightened.

As she slowly sank to her knees, the metal floor scraping against her skin, Jack's grip on her shoulders relaxed, her hands sliding down to cup Miranda's breasts.

Jack's fingers dug deep into Miranda's breasts, her nipples hardening under the rough touch. "I knew you were a sub from the moment I saw you," Jack whispered, her breath sending shivers down Miranda's spine. "I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before." The words dripped with sadistic pleasure, and Miranda's body responded with a mixture of fear and arousal.

As Jack squeezed her tit again, Miranda felt a surge of pain and pleasure, her eyes fluttering closed. She tried to push Jack away, but her hands felt heavy, as if rooted to the spot.

Is your room soundproof?" Jack's voice was low, husky, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of excitement and curiosity.

Miranda's eyes snapped open, her gaze locking onto Jack's as she tried to process the question. Her mind was a jumble of emotions, her body still reeling from the sensations Jack had awakened. She tried to shake her head, but Jack's grip on her chin held firm.

"Answer me," Jack whispered, her breath dancing across Miranda's skin.

"Y-yes," Miranda stuttered her voice trembling as Jack's grip on her chin tightened, her eyes burning with an unnerving intensity. Jack's thumb brushed against Miranda's lower lip, sending a shiver down her spine as she tried to process the sensation.

"Good girl," Jack whispered, her voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. "Now, let's get you back to your room and see just how soundproof it really is." Jack's hands slid down to Miranda's shoulders, her fingers digging deep into her skin as she pulled her to her feet.

Miranda's legs wobbled beneath her, her knees still weak from the sudden, inexplicable surrender.