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II Meeting Lady Lillian

When the brunette awoke, it was to a blank white room that had a giant sign saying Hospital Wing in big black letters. About her were three persons. One was a tall and heavy military-dressed man, and next to him, a smaller blonde girl, about her age. Finally, there was a man in all white, professionally dressed, and assaulting her chest with his stethoscope.

He went about his doctoral ministrations, and when he was finished, walked over to the great big man. No one seemed to notice she was awake. Indeed, she was so delusional, that she could barely call herself awake. But at least she could see them.

"Is she suitable doctor? My henchmen treated her roughly. She was a real fighter at her abduction." The large man's voice was almost apologetic and spoken through gritted teeth. It looked strange on him considering his strong and angry appeal.

"Major, her vitals are all accounted for." The doctor spoke eloquently in a Russian accent, as he walked over to the military man. He put a hand on the man's broad shoulder.

"Her physical condition is fine Major Ryan. But, her mental condition may not be. When she was sent here, she was shaking and on the edge of consciousness. She was very close to putting herself in a fear induced coma Major. I suggest, if you care to preserve her initial sanities, you let her rest the remainder of the evening. It is well into the day; a good six pm. Tomorrow, you can explain the situation to her. And the day after you can begin her training. Is that well for you sir?"

Miley tried to comprehend what he was saying to the man but she couldn't concentrate and soon found her eyes absorbing the darkness of sleep once again. The man nodded with disappointment and the doctor left them. He finally turned to the young girl beside him.

"She's fallen back asleep. Take her to the slave dorms in your room, situate her, and stay with her for the evening. Your dinner will be brought to you. She will need to recuperate. But when she wakes, establish your dominance, after all, this girl is very dangerous."

The blonde girl nodded but looked unsure. "Major, you're sure this is the right decision?"

"I never had a doubt Truscott." He gave a tiny resemblance of encouragement before putting a hand on her back and pushing her over to the sleeping girl.

Lillian sighed. "You'll never be the same, Stewart." She whispered into the girl's ear, before lifting her bridal style, and carrying her slowly back to her room.

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When Miley awoke, all she could see was a brick wall ceiling engulfing a tiny room with little commodity. She found herself lying, more like haphazardly dropped, on a tarp bed, her body mangled in an awkward position. There was a small handmade cabinet that contained what looked like a few sets of white clothes and chains and collars. Where was she? What happened?

She sat, thinking about what had occurred, where she could possibly be.

"I was in a truck…changed into paws…tried to escape…gun to my head…what happened after that? What happened? C'mon, C'mon." She was becoming very frustrated with her lack of understanding, and finally gave up holding her head in her hands. It was futile.

When she'd regained her confidence she looked around the room once more, noticing a giant iron door. At the bottom of the door there was a doggy door, possibly big enough to fit a human. Was it open? Was she dreaming? She stood up, feeling slightly wobbly, and looked to grab for the door handle. There wasn't one. She pushed at it. It wouldn't open. She threw her body into it. It wouldn't open. All she could feel was an overwhelming panic as she pushed at every wall, looking for a crack to escape from. She yelled.

"Help! I'm trapped!" But who would help her? Wasn't she in the hands of her captors? Tears began to pour from her eyes. Was she gonna die?

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Lillian sat back on the sofa, rereading a section on the Trainer's Manual of how to handle highly dangerous cases. Her eyes were focused on the page but her sensitive ears were focused on the house. She could hear Miley's breath. It had been slow and sleepy for three hours, recently it had picked up and she knew the girl was awake. She could hear the footsteps, the frantic pushing of the door, the calls to help, and it made her laugh. Because she imagined that at one time she had done the same. And when she did, Lady Ashley put on a cynical grin and slapped her silent.

Figuring that Miley had taken enough of her self-torture, Lillian put down the manual, snapped a whip to her belt, grabbed a blindfold and rope, and walked toward the slave room.

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Lillian tiptoed to the room, her smile growing into a demented joy. When she cracked the door open, she saw that Miley had cried herself to sleep. Making sure not to close the handle-less door, she moved in for her practiced attack. Quickly, quietly, and unbelievably accurately, Lillian sprinted into the room, blindfolded Miley, and bound her hands and feet all before she could even notice someone had entered.

"Stop it! Stop it! Take them off me you bastard!" Miley yelled at the unknown figure, causing Lillian to laugh silently and gag her with the remaining cloth.

"Kneel." Lillian said seriously.

Miley didn't move.

"Kneel!" She said again, using a tone so fierce it instantly put the brunette on her knees.

"Don't disobey, don't talk, don't even breathe unless I say." Lillian was so close that Miley could feel the abnormally warm body heat radiating off her skin. Just as she thought her initial shock was over, she felt an icy slap across her face, hard enough to make her hands jerk and her knees falter.

She made some kind of muffled noise under the gag, but retracted it in remembering that she wasn't to speak or make noise.

"You will be obedient or you will be punished. You will ask me no questions. I will give you no answers. I know everything about you, and you'll be sorry I do. Now, get to bed, tomorrow I'll introduce you to your destined fate in hell."

The girl spoke agonizingly slow, putting a fearful pause between every emphasized command. Once again she laughed at the frightened captive, and Miley heard her nearing the door as it creaked open. Just as she thought she was rid of the horror, she heard the voice again.

" By the way Tiger, I'm Lady Lillian."