Noe thoroughly exhausted, she lay beneath him, panting hard and crying softly, tears in her eyes. She sniffed and looked up at him defiantly. "You cant stay on me forever. I will get back to my place, no matter what." She growled, squirming a bit beneath him.
"No, you shall not." Ocax said firmly, holding her gently now. "You've been brainwashed into thinking that you're meant the be there. All they do there is torture you and make you have sex for entertainment? You LIKE being raped every day?"
"Yes!" She screamed, though whether she meant it or whether she was simply trying to return to where she thought she belonged was hard to say. "I want my mistress! She loves me! Im her one and only real pet, Im her favorite! She always plays with me every night, and even when I pass out she is kind enough to wake me up so I dont miss anything. Let me go! Let me go!" she screamed even louder, shaking but not hard, since most of her strength had left her. Naomi was quiet and scarred as she stood by the door, soon joined by the two other girls, who where attracted by the noise, a fish stick poking cutely out of Rhona's mouth.
"Well, you're not going back to that slave house, no matter how much you struggle. I cannot allow you to return." Ocax stated in a firm tone, before lifting her up to her feet again, holding her arms behind her back. "In your current mental state, I'm afraid I'll have to put you in the detention center."
"No! No! Let me go!" She half demanded half pleaded, her weak struggles hardly slowing Ocax. She trembled and shook, her muscles already in pain from her nightly torture sessions, it was almost sad how easily she was restrained. "I have to go back! I belong there! There is no other place! My mistress! My mistress!" She cried as her legs collapsed, trying anything to make this hard for Ocax.
"Come on, let's go." Ocax pushed her forward gently, forcing her to walk, leading her down the hallway to a room much like you see in many TV shows and movies: Completely padded with soft, white padding, all across the floor, walls and ceiling, and the back of the door. Grabbing the pair of soft handcuffs on the back of the door, he easily cuffed her wrists together, before bringing her inside. "I hate to have to do this, but it has to be done."
She collapsed in side the room and began back away into a corner. "Dont touch me!" She screamed, tugging at her bonds hard. She snapped at him as well, hissing and raising her fur like a cat. "Take me back!" She screamed bitterly, tears collecting in her eyes.
"I can't do that. I'm sorry." Ocax shook his head, seeing that she was securely cuffed, and had put herself into the room. He then closed the door and locked it, leaving the girl in there by herself, before walking out into the hallway again, sighing. "Jeez, some slaves..." he shook his head again, before heading into his room and getting on his computer, starting to file the reports for all the slaves he had brought in.
Thw computer turned on and soon Ocax was on his organizations site. He needed to type in the state of each slave, their current mental stability, what he was currently doing with them and what he suggested be done with them. The organization would send him back a message immediately.
The avian filled out all the information with ease, before sending it out, and getting up from his computer. I should check on the girls in the kitchen... he thought before exiting the room and walking down the hallway, and to the kitchen's doorway, peeking inside. "Everything okay in here, girls?"