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"I thought we had an agreement.”
"I didn't start the fight," Vi muttered from where she was slumped on the floor of the solitary cell.
"Oh really? And who finished it?"
"Me, Enforcer Kiramman,” Vi grits out.
Caitlyn crossed her arms, letting out a weary sigh. "We had a deal, didn't we? You behave and I let you cum on my cock once a week. This," she gestured at her, "doesn't look like good behavior to me."
Vi pushed herself up and stalked towards the metal door that separated them. “I don't need your pity, Kiramman. Just because you're fucking me doesn't mean you get to act like my mother.”
She chuckles softly, not breaking eye contact with Vi. “Well, if you insist on acting like a brat, I suppose I could keep you in solitary.” As she speaks, she pulls a key chain from her pocket, flipping it around her fingers. “Although... I could still give you a proper fuck instead. Wouldn't you rather have my dick in you right now instead of being in solitary?”
“You're such a pain in the ass, Kiramman. I swear, if you weren't so good with your cock...” Vi trails off, biting her lip as she looks away, trying to hide the blush creeping onto her cheeks. “But fine.”
Caitlyn chuckles, her grin widening. “Oh, I see. Now you're interested in playing nice? You admit it, then? You miss my cock when I'm not inside you?”
Reaching out, she slides the key into the lock and turns it with a soft click. The heavy metal door groaned on its hinges as it swung open and then long black boots squeaked slightly against the floor, Caitlyn closing the distance between them in just a few strides.
“Get down there and lick my boots clean, sweetheart. And don't hold back on the enthusiasm either.”
Vi knows that Caitlyn is far from joking. She slowly sinks to her knees, her gaze averted to try and save some of her own pride. She starts to kiss each boot gently and then she starts to lick, her tongue gliding around the leather.
Caitlyn watches with a completely neutral expression. Inwardly, of course, she is very pleased with this development, but she doesn't let it show. "Thoroughly. I want to see my reflection on those.”
The Zaunite grumbles under her breath but goes back to Caitlyn's boots, giving them a second pass until they are spotless, leaving them shiny with her saliva.
“That's a good girl,” Caitlyn murmurs before grabbing Vi by the hair to make her look up. "Much better. Good work, my darling."
"Thank you, ma'am."
The tall woman didn’t miss the sarcasm in Vi’s response, but she ignored it. "You're welcome. Now apologize for acting like a complete brat in the past week."
Vi glares daggers at her. She doesn't want to apologize, but she's backed into a corner and she knows it. "I'm sorry,” she said through gritted teeth, like it was physically painful to say out loud.
Caitlyn responds by pulling a little harder on her hair. "You can do better than that. I thought Zaun thugs were supposed to have some backbone. But you seem about as compliant as a mouse right now. Come on, sweetie, try actually meaning it this time."
"I'm sorry I acted like a brat," she says begrudgingly. "It'll definitely happen again."
"Oh for god’s sake, do you ever stop being difficult? Even when I'm having you crawl on your knees, doing whatever I ask with a single word, you act like a complete brat. You're so determined to never give me an inch, aren't you, darling? No matter what I do. But you don't realize that I like it when you're difficult. The more you give me attitude, the better it feels when I manage to crush it out of you..."
Caitlyn leans down till her face is inches from Vi's and they are basically sharing the same air.
"And look at you, doll. You're down on your knees. You're licking my boots like a cheap dog. It only took a few words to get you to behave, and it's obvious you're mad as hell. You don't like having to be so subservient, but deep down, there's a piece of you that wants it, isn't there? You like being put in your place. You like the humiliation. Being under my heel. Where you belong. Admit it.”
Vi clenches her jaw. If she could spit fire, she would definitely be doing that right now. She hates admitting anything, especially something like this. "Your power fetish is getting way out of control, officer," she spats the last word with venom.
"You're one to talk." Caitlyn laughs, pulling Vi's hair even harder. "You're just as bad, maybe even worse. You need someone to put you in your place, or you'll go on acting like a feral animal. You need a little... discipline. Wouldn't you agree, darling?"
The pressure on her scalp is making it hard to focus. "Let go of me and fuck off,” she hisses.
"Ah, there it is,” Caitlyn cooed. Her eyes take in the sight of Vi's face - the angry glare, the clenched jaw, the way she's on the ground, being dominated. It's extremely hot, and she's having a great time. “There's that foul mouth of yours. You really are in the mood tonight. Are you saying you don't like being trained? I know you, Vi. You're just an undisciplined dog, and you can't help but misbehave until someone comes along to tame you. Isn’t that right, darling? So don't act like you don't get something out of it.”
Vi rolls her eyes, but she hates that Caitlyn knows exactly which buttons to push. "And what exactly would I get out of this besides listening to your stupid posh accent?"
“It's nothing deep. You like being handled. And you act like my accent is so annoying, but that's only a cover for how much you like hearing it. Why do else would you keep picking fights with me? You don't do that to any of my fellow Enforcers, do you? You just like to piss me off because deep down, you like it when I force you to submit. You crave having a hand around your throat, being taken to your knees and made to obey."
Vi snorts. Still, it’s embarrassing how easily Caitlyn gets under her skin. “Shut the fuck up, Kiramman. Weren't you going to fuck me like the corrupt officer you are?”
"Is that what you think this is? You think I just want a quick buck?” Caitlyn asks in between laughs. “No, darling, it's not that simple. You're a misbehaving dog, and I'm the one charged with taming you." With a strong tug, she pulls Vi up and pushes her against the cold stone wall. "And I don't like it when my pets act like brats."
Vi grunts when she’s pushed into the wall, but there's no real pain behind it. Instead, she feels a thrill run through her body straight into her cunt, and more so when Caitlyn pulls down her prison jumpsuit and underwear. "You wish you were in charge, huh? You think you can control me?"
Caitlyn grins. "Oh, sweetie, I am in charge. I've been in charge since day one. From the moment I met you, you were completely wrapped around my little finger. You know that I always get my way in the end. Always."
She tightens her hold on Vi, pinning her firmly against the wall. Caitlyn uses her free hand to unbutton her pants and push them down just enough to free her hard cock before she leans in closer to whisper in Vi's ear. “You know, I'm starting to think you enjoy this. All that struggling, and squirming... it's so damn sexy.”
Vi hates how much she enjoys this power play, how much she craves Caitlyn's touch. She wriggles against Caitlyn's hold, pushing back against her. “Shut up, you asshole,” she growls, even though the words lack any real bite. She knows Caitlyn is right. She knows she's powerless against her. “Just give me your cock.”
"Tsk tsk, doll, don't act like you're in charge here. You're going to learn your place, darling. Because deep down, we both know that you love being put in your place." She frees herself from her pants entirely, her cock springing up eagerly between them. She pushes herself against Vi, rubbing her length against Vi's ass, coating it in pre-cum. She gives a playful nip to Vi's neck before speaking again. “Mmm... Now, let's see if you still have the energy to spit insults at me after I put my dick inside you.”
Despite herself, Vi lets out a soft moan when Caitlyn rubs herself against her. She feels her own arousal building, her body betraying her once again. She hates how much she wants this, how much she needs Caitlyn’s touch. But she can't exactly deny it anymore. "Just fucking do it already," she snaps, though there's less venom in her voice now.
A cocky grin spreads over Caitlyn's face. She chuckles, her breath hot against Vi's skin. "Oh, doll, so impatient. But I suppose that's just who you are. You never could resist acting like a feral animal, could you? Always so eager to push and punch and fight, never knowing when to stop." She reached around to touch Vi’s pussy, sliding a finger along her slit to spread her wetness.
She doesn't want to give Caitlyn the satisfaction of letting her know she’s horny, but Vi really can't stop the way her hips buck into the touch, seeking more. "Fuck you," she mutters under her breath. Control over her own body is quickly slipping away while Caitlyn continues to tease her. "Are you actually going to fuck me? Or are you just a giant puss-”
Two fingers curl inside of Vi, teasing her g-spot as Caitlyn starts pumping them in and out. “Now, why would I ever call myself that when I’ve got such a perfect pussy right here in front of me?”
A gasp escapes Vi’s lips before she can stop it. Fuck, Caitlyn knows exactly what to do to shut her up. She fights back a shudder, trying desperately to keep herself from falling apart too soon, but it's hard when Caitlyn's fingers are reaching that sweet spot inside of her. "You... asshole..." Vi growls out.
Caitlyn pulls her hand away slowly, bringing her slick fingers up to her mouth. “Mmm, that tastes really sweet,” she murmurs, sucking each digit clean one by one.
Vi whines pitifully at the loss of her fingers. “Come on. Please! I need your cock...” She reached down, grabbing Caitlyn's cock and guiding it to her entrance.
Caitlyn gasps softly in surprise, but she recovers quickly. She groans when she feels Vi's warm wetness around her tip, but she doesn’t push forward. Rather, she grabs Vi's wrists, pinning them against the wall above her head and giving the other girl a sharp glare. "You get what I give you, when I give it to you. Can't trust you to behave yourself, can I? But I guess I shouldn't expect any better from a disobedient little pet."
Her cock is painfully rock hard at this point. Breaking Vi into submission is always a thrill.
"But I'll be nice and give you a chance, doll. If you're a good little girl for me, I might just give you what you want. But you have to ask me nicely. You have to be polite and submissive. Can you do that for me, darling?"
“Please fuck me, ma'am. I need it so bad..." Her voice quivers with desperation. She's willing to play along, even though every word feels like sandpaper on her pride. Vi pushes her hips back to try and get Caitlyn’s tip inside, which was pressing insistently against her entrance. "Please...”
"That's a good girl. Just like that. That's how you're supposed to behave. Seems like you're learning, aren't you?” Caitlyn teases, giving her a slow thrust. She lets out a low moan as she feels Vi's tightness wrapping around her cock. It’s always the same: Vi was too tight, and Caitlyn was too big. “Beg for my cock like the dirty little slut you are.”
“Fuck... please, ma'am... I need it. I need it hard and fast.” She rocked her hips back against her, urging Caitlyn to push inside while still pinned against the wall by her.
“Oh, you'll get exactly what you asked for, pet,” she growls. She pulls back slightly before slamming back into her, starting to pick up pace. Her fingers dig into Vi's hips, leaving marks that would probably bruise later. “You like that, huh? You love being fucked like the cheap whore you are?”
“Yes, ma’am!” Vi moans loudly. Caitlyn's words cut straight to her core and she can feel her orgasm building quickly. She loves it when Caitlyn talks to her like this – degrading and demanding – because it makes her feel so fucking alive, but she desperately tries to hold off so she doesn’t cum too soon.
“That's right, you filthy slut. Tell me how much you love my cock stretching your pussy wide open.”
Another Enforcer peers into the cell. “Kiramman, are you going to take long? Shift change is in fifteen.”
Vi froze, but apparently she's the only one who cares about getting caught when she’s getting fucked because neither Caitlyn nor the other Enforcer bat an eye.
Caitlyn doesn't even look up, her eyes still fixed on Vi in front of her. "Oh, yeah, I'll be done here soon. She's just being a disobedient puppy that needs a bit of discipline, that's all. She'll learn her place soon enough, don't worry." Her hips continue their punishing rhythm without missing a beat. "Don't worry about us. We'll be done quickly. Aren’t we?”
Vi is not going to cum. She's not going to have an orgasm while another Enforcer is watching. She isn't-
It's almost like Caitlyn senses what Vi is thinking. She gives a cruel, amused laugh, thrusting even harder into her. "Ah ah, doll. No holding back. I want you to let go. I want you to be a good girl and show him how much you love my cock pounding your tight cunt.”
She grabs Vi's chin, forcing her to turn her head so she's looking at the other Enforcer, who is standing in the doorway and watching them.
"No hiding. I want you to look at him and be a good little girl for me. I know you can do it, darling. I know you want to cum on my cock. I can feel it."
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Vi is so close. But she can't- she won't come. Vi grits her teeth, refusing to give in. She's stubborn. And proud. And angry. But goddamn it, Caitlyn feels so good inside her. And the thought of letting go right there, with someone else watching...
Caitlyn groans and tightens her grip on Vi’s hips. Vi's walls are clenching firmly around her cock. She knows she's getting closer. So close.
"You stubborn little thing,” she mutters under her breath before increasing the speed of her hips smacking against Vi’s. “I can feel you shaking. You're biting your lip so hard just to keep from making a sound. You're getting so close for me, aren't you? You want to be a good girl and let yourself go, don't you?" She gives Vi a hard spank, leaving a bright red hand print. “You’re not being very polite, are you? Be a good girl and cum for both of us.”
Vi fights desperately against the inevitable. It's futile. Her pussy is too sensitive, too overwhelmed by Caitlyn's rough fucking. And she’s too goddamn horny. She can't hold back any longer. With a strangled gasp, Vi finally surrenders to the pleasure coursing through her body.
The sudden squeeze nearly made Caitlyn lose control. She bites her lip, fighting off her own orgasm as she watches Vi come undone.
“That's it,” Caitlyn whispers huskily, smirking at how the orgasm wracks through the pinkette. “Such a pretty little thing when you cum when I tell you to. You should do it more often.”
She keeps thrusting, riding out each wave of Vi's orgasm, and then she picked up the pace again, her thrusts becoming more erratic and forceful because her own orgasm was coiling tightly in her gut.
When she’s about to cum, Caitlyn pulls out and jerks off frantically until she spills her load on Vi’s ass cheeks.
The other Enforcer gives a low whistle. He steps closer, his gaze raking over both women as he watches them. "Damn, Kiramman, you sure know how to handle them. I don't think I've ever seen a Zaunite brat behave so well before.”
"What can I say? I just have a way with them. They all need a firm hand before they'll learn, you know? And this one..." She pats Vi's backside, still holding her against the wall. "Will take a little more discipline than most. She's a defiant little thing, but I’m going to have fun training her and I have a feeling she's going to be a very good girl when she's properly broken in."
The other Enforcer laughs and shakes his head. "Hey, if anyone can break a girl like that, it's you. I don't think anyone else in this whole damn prison would be tough enough to deal with her, but you? It's like you were born for it.”
Caitlyn chuckles and releases Vi from the wall. "There you go, doll. All worn out and tired, aren't you? You fought so hard to hold back for so long... but you just couldn't resist in the end, now could you? You just couldn't help but give in to me. I guess I just have that effect on disobedient little puppies like you. You did very, very well for me, even if you fought me every step of the way. You know I was just doing it for your own good, yes?"
She turns her attention back towards the Enforcer for a moment, her voice taking on a more casual tone.
"I think I've got her tamed for now. I'll give her a few minutes to recover and then get her back to her cell. I will see you after we finish our shift.”
After the other Enforcer leaves and they are alone again, Vi grumbles under her breath, trying to push her jumpsuit back up. "Don’t be so overconfident now. Just 'cause you got what you wanted doesn't mean you won. I just like your cock, Kiramman."
Caitlyn chuckles before she helps Vi get dressed. “Always a sassy little brat, even after I've put you in your place and reduced you to a trembling wreck just a few moments ago. But that's alright. I like your fire. I like having a disobedient little puppy to break and train. I think the process will be very... entertaining. I know you're going to keep testing my patience and fighting me every step of the way. You're not one to just give up and submit so easily, are you? I'd expect nothing less from a tough girl like you. That's what makes you even more fun to break."
She gives the other girl a gentle pat on the ass, nudging her towards the cell.
"Go on. I have work to do, and you're only going to cause trouble. Be a good girl and we'll see if you get something special tomorrow, alright?”
She pushes open the cell door and motions for Vi to go inside. Once the other girl is back in her cell, Caitlyn gently closes the door behind her and locks it. With everything settled for the night, Caitlyn turns to leave, heading towards the locker room to shower and change out of her uniform.
She’s going to love training this dog.