The next day

Bzzzzzzz!

The next day you wake up for the vibrations going through you. You struggle a bit against the straitjacket, and also do a few motions against the straps. But eventually you resort to stay idle. At least this way you will have less pain from your muscles.

"Mhm!" the vibrations stop again, and you grunt.

Bzzzzzzz!

The vibrations start again, but this time you remain motionless. Why would you do anything if this is just going to continue?

At a sudden, you can hear a chuckle. It belongs to a woman. Possibly to Mistress Elizabeth.

"So she is the new one," you can hear the sentence. However it is definitely not from your owner.

"One of the new ones, yes," you can finally hear Mistress Elizabeth's voice. The realization calms you down a bit. At least you are not completely at the hands of a stranger. "The other one I got chose to return after a few hours. Some may argue it is due to her desperation. But I think she did it because she longs for her."

"I think it would be nice if you were to fool them a little," the other mistress says. "You know, make them lie next to each other for a few weeks, and it would be only revealed later that they are total strangers to the other."

"Pst," Elizabeth hushes. "That’s a secret of mine."

You can overhear the two women as they talk about everyday things. At one point, the conversation grows stale, and Mistress Elizabeth goes to the bathroom to refresh herself.

"Do with her as you wish," she says as she walks out of the room.

The other Mistress steps to you. And you tense.

"Hm, looks like you are in qiute a pickle," she says, one of her stilettos pressed between your ribs. "Do you know what Elizabeth does with her slaves?"

You shake your head.

"Oh, yes you know," she adds, her tone worryingly cheerful. "That’s right. All of you are locked up here in her apartment, tormented by your vibrators. Eventually slaves get other tasks. Such as cleaning. Fetching food or drinks. But they also have their vibrators running as a constant."

"Mhm!" you grunt as she strengthens the pressure.

"Just imagine. All day. Every day. Hour after hour while you are **** to serve her. Or who knows? Perhaps she finds an owner who is just like her. And then the other one does too. Trapping you in this life forever."

"Mhm!" you gasp inevitably, as the vibrator restarted the moment she got to the end of the sentence.

"Wouldn’t you like that? Being free from this suit, and reunite with your friend?" she asks.

You nod.

"Excellent," she says. You can feel the stiletto leave at last, and your ballgag is unlocked. There is a pill pushed inside your mouth. In the absence of other options, you swallow it, then your ballgag is locked back.

"The capsule I gave you contains a sensor. Once your stomach acid dissolves its shell, it will etch itself into your bowels, and work from there undetected. It will tap into every system Elizabeth’s apartment has, and it will break into them. Including her secret defense mechanism that she keeps hidden under our noses."

The vibrator restarts, but this time the other mistress puts her hand on your crotch, and pushes the vibrator in as much as possible.

"Mhm!" you groan. But again: the ripples stop, and you are left wanting.

"Once that happens, Elizabeth is going to be mine. And I’m going to break her in the exact way she is doing it with you," she adds, and she lets go of your crotch. "Now of course, you might ask yourself, what is the thing that guarantees that you will be free in the end. But for that, I shall answer with another question: Do you really have a better hope than me?"

The vibrator restarts, and you tense. You shake your head only afterwards.

"Excellent, so you can still use that brain of yours," she says. "Now you just sit tight until I get what I want from the sensor."

After a few minutes Mistress Elizabeth returns. The two of them continue their conversation for about an hour. Then the other mistress leaves, and you are left alone with Elizabeth.

"I hope you are hungry," she says, as your ballgag is removed, and a dildo is pushed in your mouth. You have a pretty strong guess about what this is, so you start to suck on it, the tasteless liquid entirely filling your stomach.

"There will be a dinner party a few days from now. I’ve seen that you grew more efficient with handling that vibrator, so I will generously grant you the role of vibe-maid. Do a good job, and you will be rewarded for your services. Do a bad one, and well… I guess that will just mean a hell of lot more teasing," she says, then the dildo is slipped out from your mouth and the ballgag is locked back.