Transfer

This continues for several weeks. Hurt remains distant and cold, using you roughly and carelessly, and you remain to ashamed to say anything to your friends about it.

Then you get transferred.

It starts as any other day - you get up, do your usual morning routine, take the auto-bus to work, give Hurt her morning blowjob, start sorting out the messages that have arrived since yesterday.

When Hurt calls you into her office a couple of hours later you expect her to want relief, but without even looking at you she announces that you'll be transferred out of the station.

"Your services are no longer required here. You are to report to Work Assignment Office 12 after lunch so you should clear out your things."

You feel yourself go rigid with shock.

"Your replacement will arrive shortly. Please brief her on what her duties will be. Dismissed."

You make a clumsy curtsy, then walk out.

Numbly you sort out a last few things, working in a haze.

You haven't just failed the Sub-Commander, but the whole Peace ****. You're just not good enough. What will happen now? Will you be sent to a work district? A bath house? A street relief station? What?

When you look up you see a young girl standing nervously in the door. She waves uncertainly.

"Hello? I'm Sheelaa? I'm supposed to report here?"