Chapter 6

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That night, I couldn't stop crying in the tube as sadness flew over me. The vivid memory of my failed attempt to escape went on in my mind every time I tried to close my eyes to sleep. Even if I could escape, I got nowhere else to go. So I sobbed unabashedly.

Cyrus stayed in the room for more than two hours after they installed me in the tube. He told me it was because he needed to check the machine for tomorrow's practice but I saw him catch a glimpse of me three times now. I couldn't care less if seeing me crying made him horny, I needed some time for myself.

The night was calm and uneventful. Some time after midnight, I found myself dead asleep and when I woke up, Cyrus was gone with his preps. In the morning - I think so - I gulped enough oatmeal for the day. At least this time I will not starve to death.

"Okay Kitty, today's training will be about flexibility," announced Miss Ruby as she entered the lab that morning. In just one movement, all the lights were on and the sudden source of light burnt my eyes as I was used to the darkness, I had to squint my eyes to see better.

Two lab assistants lift me up from the tube like yesterday and put me on my feet. They gave me a towel to dry myself and lead me to the red room. I didn't struggle to their grip as my moral was so down. I just let them.

They put me on an X marked on the floor. Don't move, they said. As the taller one got up to pull back a rope hanging from a circle just above, the other one attached ropes further down to the nearest beams on each side of me. He then attached the cords to my ankles, one for each leg so that I had to spread them apart. Since the ropes weren't that long, I really had to stretch as far as I could. Then the first man proceeded on attaching both my hands to the cord above my head.

I knew they wanted me to do a split but it was all for nothing. The last time I tried to do one, it was in third grade when we practiced a ballet piece for our school play. It was about Romeo and Juliet, and I was supposed to be Juliet at first, performing a solo ballet. It only ended in me falling down and hurting my knee as I did the split from my choreo. Jenny and all my other classmates mocked up at me as I ran home right away out of shame. Of course, Jenny took my place and got to kiss my Romeo in front of everyone else. I got so mad that day, I filled all of their costumes with soda before the beginning of the play. They had to change their costumes last minute and decided to opt for a modern version of the play, which only made it even better. That was the time Jenny and Jason got so popular and I hated doing splits so much.

When my bondage was over, they left me there, half hanging, half splitting. As I spread my legs, I could feel my thighs burn as it became harder to go down much. I was only 10 inches from the floor and I couldn't stand it already. I could barely stand on my feet but I tried to hold myself with my hands. At a certain time, I was too tired that I had to let the cords hold me; but as they were too tight, the cords dig into my skin. So I had to lift with my hands again, which got me tired and so it went on and on for what felt like hours.

By the time Miss Ruby came through the door, I was panting from exhaustion. Where was she all this time? In her hands was a dildo that she put right on the X below me. What will it be this time?

"So," she started, "I know you claim to be a virgin. So I know just how to stop this debate once and for all. We, my little whore, are gonna prove which one is right or wrong. We're gonna insert this dildo inside you and if blood comes out, like I explained to you, it means that you are right and that you are, without no doubts, a virgin. I will reward you accordingly. No practice for today." With these words, I got my hopes up in joy. "But if there is nothing on it, then prepare yourself, because I will double your exercise."

By the look on her face, the exercise in question would not be a piece of cake.

"So, before we begin, do you want to change your statement and say the truth? Or you virgin or not?"

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