Page 6 of Stolen Compliance

Teo pushes her away but doesn’t return to the couch. Instead, he leans against an empty spot on the wall, watching Luca’s every movement. The whore finally goes to the ground, spreading her legs. She’s already naked as she’s level one. But unlike the earlier level one, her entire body is tense.

Luca grips the dildo tighter and takes a deep breath. Slowly, he kneels. His hand barely brushes against her knee, and she’s twitching unnecessarily. Thankfully, he positioned himself between her legs, because as soon as the dildo brushes against her opening, she tries to move away.

Does the bitch think Luca will suddenly disappear? I shake my head and flick my gaze toward Teo, who merely yawns at the fight in front of him. It is somewhat amusing, I suppose. Luca fights the bitch, far too gently. Once he manages to get the dildo in her, she tries to reach down to pull it out.

Snorting, Teo walks forward, kicking her in the side, hard. “Stay still. You know the rules.”

She listens, fucking finally. I’m glad they cut out her tongue, though. The noises she’s making even without a tongue… damn. Well, if she passed, I would have recommended vocal cord removal.

It may have taken him a moment, but Luca is finally doing the damn job. In fact, I’m mildly impressed with how fast and hard he’s ramming the dildo in and out. Even Teo gives a nod of approval. I toss a measly point toward him for that.

Both of them failed, though.

“Alright, you can stop,” I state, narrowing my eyes as Luca lets out a sigh. Probably of relief. Too bad, he’s not done yet.

Standing, I walk toward them. Teo automatically does the same. “On your knees, D-31b.”

I smother a laugh of my own, since Luca left the dildo in and she’s trying to scramble to her knees with it still in her. Luca starts to rise, but Teo is right there, forcing him to stay down.

“Well, D-31b. You had three chances and failed. This is the end of the road for you.” I grab my gun, swinging it easily as I put it next to her head. Flicking my eyes toward Luca, I add coldly, “We give the merchandise three tries to pass. We don’t do that for the men. You get one chance only. And you both failed.”

Teo’s gun presses against the side of Luca’s head just as I finish speaking. He startles but doesn’t respond. No complaint, no begging. Huh. Maybe he’s not quite as soft as I thought.

Teo shrugs, and I tap the side of my gun three times. He nods in, and I count it off in my head. At three, we both fire. Both bullets hitting their mark.

Luca struggles to breathe, his hand coming up to his chest as he stares at the dead woman in front of him.

“Wha—?”

“Ah, so you can speak. Be thankful I’m in a good mood. Teo put his bullet in the bitch. Don’t expect mercy again, though. I can, and will, fuck you over far more than an easy death if you don’t straighten up.”

With that, I put my gun away, signaling Teo to do the same. Before I can throw out instructions, Teo is already on the phone with the cleaners. From the slightly traumatized look on Luca’s face, I’ll count this as a successful day.

It also makes me think that eventually I’ll have the fucker underneath me. I wouldn’t mind teaching him how to break the hard way. Hell, his so-called Master can send me a gift basket for fixing the asshole.

Even after a year, I still feel as if I need a shower after doing tests, or anything that involves touching the merchandise. I don’t give Dominic, or any of the other men, the satisfaction of knowing I’m still “soft” in that way. My entire world flipped upside down when I began this journey, and for the most part, who I was before this is gone. There will still be those parts of me though, the human ones that can find compassion for the lives we alter, and the things I see will never leave my mind.

Doesn’t mean I feel anything for D-31b or any of the others that fail to pass our tests. Hell, I barely feel for the ones that do anymore. It’s business, simple as that. I might not actually enjoy the bullshit like Dominic and the others, but I learned a long time ago how to separate myself from the things we do. At the end of the day, it’s all business, and that is what Luca will need to learn, or he will face the true horrors of this world. If I thought I could care for another still, I’d wish him luck.

I can see the exhaustion on his face, though he tries his best to hide it. Still, there’s a dullness to his brown eyes that wasn’t there before, and the corners of his mouth are turned down. I wonder what he’d look like with pouty, puffy lips… My first thought to that idea is fucking adorable, but I shut that down quickly.

I know Dominic is itching to get the guy under him, to turn his world upside down and make him question everything he thought he knew. The newer, darker parts of me stir at that, wanting to watch someone like Dominic possess and enforce his power on someone such as Luca, who believes he knows what lives in the dark. Morally gray he may be, he and his Master don’t know the first thing about what truly lives in the shadows of this world.

Seeing him debased, with tears in his eyes and his very foundation rocked… fuck, it makes my cock ache just thinking about it. Doesn’t help Dominic already has me on edge with his casual touches and…kinder than usual demeanor.

I should hate him, anyone outside this life would, but…I can’t. Yes, I hate when he lords over me and the power he has is greater than mine in some ways, but after being forced to accept his rough touch, any from him now is a nice zing to my system. Especially on days like today when all our tests are women.

“Are you coming back with me?” I ask Dominic.

“Yeah. Don’t want to break the fresh meat on the first day,” he replies, though his vicious grin and tone of voice say he wouldn’t mind a little breaking.

I chuckle at that, especially the way Luca fails to hide his indignation, the exhaustion of the morning’s activities weighing on him.

I lead the way out, the sounds of late morning training filling the air but not touching me. I remember my first introduction to this side of the business… I was lucky to escape with minimal damage after the fuss I made. In that, Luca has me beat, coming in far less innocent than I was.

Dominic sits pressed against me on the ride home, and I have no idea which of us he’s fucking with—me or Luca. Most likely both, but I can’t convince my poor dick of that, it’s all too happy to have the object of our pain and pleasure showing us an ounce of attention.

“As a Second, I’m sure Luca has been around the block more than a few times; he doesn’t need to shadow me to my meetings, so he’s all yours for the afternoon,” I tell Dominic lightly.