Page 42 of Anarchy Chained: Alpha Thomas

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“What year is it, darling?”

“What?”

“Tell me. What year it is.”

“It’s… it’s…” But I have no idea. None. “I can’t remember,” I say.

“Do you know why you can’t remember?”

“Because you blasted me with that mind fuck!”

“No,” he says, withdrawing the needle from my neck. He wipes it with something scratchy. Gauze maybe. “You don’t remember because they’ve had you in training for years.”

The sizzle of static is back in my eyes. They are taped shut again, so the bright red letters are clearly outlined across my blackened blindness.

Abort! Abort! Abort!

“What the fuck?”

“What do you see, little Sadie?’

“What are you doing?”

He slips a finger inside me. I gasp, then moan. I can’t stop that moan. He’s pushing his fingers inside me. Stretching me. I start breathing faster. The air I draw in has almost no time to fulfill its purpose before I exhale. I am panting. I am panting and I do not want to think about why.

“I’m reprogramming you, Sadie.”

“Oh, God.” But my response isn’t about what he just said. It’s to what he just did. His fingers are still pressing up inside me. But they draw back, then press again. He’s fucking me. Then his thumb presses on my clit. He pushes all my buttons and I moan.

“Tell me what you seeeeeeeee….”

“‘Abort,’” I say. “It’s spelling out the word ‘abort.’”

“Goooooood,” he says. And I know he’s smiling. “I see that too. It’s flashing across the monitor.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Your commands, Sadie.” The slow, soft voice he’s been using is gone now. His words are sharp. Clipped. And angry. “They run commands through software in your head.”

“You fucking freak! You’re lying! You’re the one doing this to me! You’re the one with the drugs. You’re the one—”

Sharp, stinging slap across my face.

“Shut up and listen.” He pinches my nipple again, making me cry out. His hand leaves my pussy and covers my mouth. The other one pinches my nose closed and I panic.

“Hold still. Be silent.” He whispers this next to my ear. “And I’ll let you breathe. But if you continue to piss me off, I’ll let you pass out. But I won’t let you die, Sadie. You’re worth far too much to let you die. I’ll find very interesting ways to torture you with fear. I’ll bring you to the brink of death and then pull you back. Over, and over, and over again. So make a decision. Accept the fact that I’m in charge right now, or let me have some fun with you first.”

I go very, very still.

He lets me breathe. “See how easy that is?”

I suck in air, trying my best not to cry. But that last bit… that was some kind of line for me. He crossed it and I’m no longer in control. I start to sob, then wonder if that will piss him off more, and try to hold it in.

“Are you ready to listen, Sadie?”

I nod my head. “Yes. I’m listening.”