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The Western Cube

Part 11

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By Draconicon

The basement had once been filled with the toys of pleasure, ranging from the x-frames that she'd seen used in Mr. Silver's establishment to things meant to torment and stimulate the nervous system directly. There were toys on the wall that ranged from simple vibrating eggs to tentacle lengths from hell, clearly designed to wriggle as they liked once they were inserted into their orifice of choice. Bottles of old chemicals that might have been lube or even liquid capsaicin for all she knew lined the shelves, promising pain, pleasure, and so much more in the way of stimulation.

There were floggers, needles, and more in the cabinets, and there were electrical wands, vibrator bullets, and more in others. Every sex toy that Tatyana had ever heard of was there, and so were the means to use them...

But they were all dead. The chemicals were separated, split inside their vials. The x-frames were falling apart. Everything was either rotted, dead, or long-since broken down with no power to keep them running. It had been too long since they'd been touched, and now, they were useless.

She breathed out slowly, not in relief, but at least in less fear. The tigress looked over her shoulder at the descending jackal and watched her as she took a look around the room. The expression on Greene's face shifted from something eager to something far more annoyed.

"Well...that's disappointing."

"I could have told you this would happen," Tatyana said.

"Shut up, Illegal."

There was little point in arguing, though she hated the fact that she was obeying. The naked hologram of the AI stepped forward, the jackal leaning forward and poking the different bits of equipment on display. Every hopeful touch only ruined the pieces further. Tapping the x-frame made it collapse slightly, and the drones that examined the vials only shattered them, releasing horrible smells into the room.

It wasn't a dungeon that was capable of doing much, Tatyana knew, but that could be turned on her at any moment. She still had to be ready to resist in whatever way she could, particularly since -

"Well, the SEDAE drones can improvise," Greene said, shaking her head. "A pity that we can't use real things, but this is what your implant is for."

"You -"

Greene snapped her fingers, and the drones projected something new. Gone was the heated floor and up went a new frame. The bondage frame glowed bright green, with chains hanging in space that would be impossible in a normal situation, but with the drones there to make it real, it would work. A thick plank-like thing went from the floor up, with chains that floated in mid-air to attach to her head, her neck, her wrists, and her ankles.

The jackal gestured at it, and she knew the command when she saw it. Tatyana gritted her teeth, doing her best to ignore her dripping sex as she stepped forward.

"Back to the board."

"I know...how this works," the tigress said through gritted teeth.

"Then don't make me tell you what to do. Obey, like a good little Illegal."

She almost wanted to, but Tatyana pulled herself back from that. Any sort of resistance or petulance now would only come back to bite her in the ass immediately after. There was no point in putting up a fight now besides pure pride...or the possible urge underneath it all to be forced into obedience.

That isn't...

The tigress stopped that thought in its tracks. There was no guarantee that there wasn't some part of her that wanted this at this point. She had told the other Greene how damaged she was, how much she wanted what was done to her on some level, and it was still fresh in her mind. There was so much that had been done to her, so many ways that she'd been fucked over, that it was impossible to say that she didn't want this on some level. If she was going to be honest, she had to admit that it was a definite possibility. She had to do something to get around that.

But what?

There was no clear answer as she backed up to the bondage. She leaned back, expecting to fall through the projection, but whatever the implant did to fool her mind into thinking something was there, it worked in keeping her on her feet. Tatyana bit her lips as she felt the pressure of the board against her back, and slowly backed her heels into the shackles. The tightness of the light projection around her ankles was enough to leave her hissing, long-term conditioning making her sex clench hard around absolutely nothing, and she shook as she brought her hands up.

As soon as she was completely tied down, the machine started tilting her back. Somehow, the projection was enough to keep her at an angle. She swore she should have fallen over, that there was nothing there, but whatever was going through her mind convinced her that there was something supporting her. She huffed and puffed, her breasts rising and falling as Greene loomed over her.

"Look at this...such an excited little Illegal. You must have wanted this for a long time."

"I don't...want...any of this..."

"Liar."

A sharp shock took her in the left breast, and she arched her back against the restraints. As she came back down against the table, panting hard and shivering from head to toe, Greene chuckled.

"You and I both know what you want. You've been dripping with everything we've done to you. Me, Mr. Silver, Cletus...we all know what you want. What you are. You have been begging for it since the moment we put that tattoo on your foot, since we called you what you were."

"Nnngh..."

"Little Illegal slut...there for nothing more than the amusement of others. Your body on display. The needs of the many fulfilled by your holes. There is no need for a brilliant mind in there. Just...pleasure."

The jackal's green fingers stroked along her cheek, pushing against her face, slowly nudging her back. She was made to look right into Greene's eyes, the jackal smiling predatorily. The authoritative woman shook her head.

"When I'm done with you, there will be nothing left of the stubborn little scientist. I'm going to take you in...and...and..."

Greene's cocky smirk shifted, not quite disappearing, but at the very least losing some of its ultra-dominance. There was something there, something that the other woman didn't quite understand yet. She wanted something, needed something, but she didn't know why. She needed Tatyana, but she couldn't put into words why she needed the tigress...and it still bothered the AI.

If she hadn't been as riled up as she was, perhaps Tatyana could have used that to her advantage. As it was, she was too focused on trying not to show her own urges. The clenching of the bondage made her all the more aware of her own helplessness, and despite the feeling of the bindings pulling her arms further over her head and somehow lifting her feet off the floor, she didn't fall. How was this bending reality to this extent? Was there some sort of support hidden under the projections? There had to be, or -

The jackal slapped her across the chest, and the hot feeling of claws and the rough impact of Greene's palm was enough to snap her out of her ruminations. It also felt...good.

"Mmmph!"

"...Heh..." Greene's good mood returned at Tatyana's moan, and the jackal groped her, squeezing her breasts and pushing them up a bit. As the feline gritted her teeth, rolling her head back, the AI pushed her. "Look at that. So eager to be abused. So eager to be used. You're right on the verge, already. Mr. Silver had the right idea for hiring you...even if he did go over the line by promoting you without my permission. Perhaps, after I've broken you in properly, I'll send you back to him. How would you like that, hmm?"

She didn't know. She wasn't sure what was happening, but she knew something was off.

Greene pulled back before she could get further into it, waving her hand. Silhouettes began to take form as more SEDAE drones appeared, one silver, one blue-green. The former was a familiar wolf, while the latter was a very familiar donkey, who grinned as soon as he saw her.

"Why, hello there, little missy," Cletus said, grinning from ear to ear. "I was hoping I'd see ya again soon."

Oh no...

The donkey's full-body hologram showed just why he had been so eager to see her again. A massive horse cock with a wide flare was already on display, and he idly toyed with himself, looking her up and down.

"I've been thinking about how much I'd like to get the real thing into ya. A good bit of cornholing is just what an uppity Illegal like yerself deserves."

"You'll have your chance in a moment, deputy," Greene said, interposing herself between the donkey and the bound tigress. "For the moment, there are rules."

Tatyana whipped her head to Mr. Silver, half-hoping that the pimp wolf would have something to help her. He had gotten her out of the bottom levels with his aid, but there was no sign of that help coming again. He refused to meet her eyes when she glanced at him, and didn't say anything as Greene laid down the restrictions.

"This is the breaking of Ms. Tatyana Whore. Throughout this little session, our good little slut is going to be bombarded with stimulation, as well as with various conditioning. By the end of this..." Greene took a deep breath. "By the end of this, she should be broken down enough for me to do what I want..."

"And what do you want?" Mr. Silver asked.

"None of your business."

He didn't pursue it. Tatyana gritted her teeth as Greene walked around behind her, the tigress hissing as she felt the hologram hands working her up from behind. They groped her, squeezed her, pulled on her nipples until her thighs were drenched with her own juices. She hissed as she felt them leave, only to go down between her legs, pulling her ass cheeks apart to show off her ass. She wanted to close her legs again, but Greene's grip refused to let her. She could only whimper and hiss in humiliation as she was made to show off how loose she'd gotten back there.

"Mmm, just how I imagine an Illegal should look. Well-used. At least with Illegals like you, you can tell that they're at least putting some work in...though nothing productive. Look at that. So empty, so open...so eager..."

Tatyana shivered, closing her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, she found herself staring up through a holographic visor, one that was shimmering and twisting and spiraling around with designs that she didn't immediately understand. Words popped up fast, almost too fast, but they were just visible enough for her to understand after a few seconds' thought.

Slut.

Illegal.

Obey the Overseer.

Slut.

Illegal.

Obey the Overseer.

Horny.

Slut.

Obey the Overseer.

They kept going on and on, never ceasing, never relenting, and she could feel her body responding. Something about the pulsing lights, the pressure, the sensations running through her -

"AH!"

Tatyana moaned as two fingers rammed past her cheeks, thrusting in and out of her ass so fast that it set her cheeks to shaking. Every thrust of that digital hand made her cheeks jiggle, bouncing off each other as Greene fingered her roughly. She arched her back, her fingers clenching into fists and her toes curling tight as she gasped, whimpered, and moaned against her will.

"Mmmm, getting close, little Illegal?"

"Nngh!"

"Not yet."

And just like that, the finger-thrusting stopped, leaving her shaking, her thighs quivering as her legs were raised higher and higher. Her ankles were dragged up until her feet rested at either side of her head, her pussy and her asshole on complete display to the AIs that had been summoned.

As she tried to catch her breath, Greene moved between her and the others. The jackal AI gestured at her.

"You are free to use her as you see fit. However, you will not try and claim her. She is mine. You are free to break her in, but that is all. Do you understand?"

Cletus grinned, while Mr. Silver slowly nodded. Tatyana shook her head, mouthing wordless pleas for help, but the AIs did nothing. Greene turned back to her, the jackal tilting her head back with a smile, her body as displayed as ever. The jackal's soft curves were growing softer, more like hers, and the Overseer chuckled to herself.

"I think I know..."

"Please..."

"Soon. Soon."

Greene stepped out of the way, and Cletus walked up. The deputy donkey's cock was hard as one could imagine a cock being, and it throbbed up and down as he stopped between her legs.

"Mmmm...I'm going to enjoy this."

"Nnngh...I don't..."

Slut.

Horny.

Obey the Overseer.

Illegals Obey.

Illegals Serve.

The words were pumping through her mind through the visor, and for a moment, it was harder to see him. She was focused on them, and it felt...so good.

Let it happen, some part of her mind said. Let it happen, let them do what they wanted. She liked the humiliation, liked getting used, didn't she? Why not indulge? Why not forget? Why not -

"AAAAAAAH!"

Tatyana screamed as an impossibly large donkey cock was forced between her cheeks. All the icy self-control that she'd had in the previous levels was gone, replaced by the raw intensity of every humiliating need that had been dragged up and out of her. The feeling of that flare pushing deeper inside of her - unreal but too real at the same time - nearly shattered her right then and there.

As she went limp, arms and legs suspended more by the projected restraints than anything else, Cletus leaned in. His projected face was no different than the rough, wild-west faces that one saw in the clips of Western cinema. He bristled against her cheeks as he kissed her, licking her face like she was some cheap prostitute that he could enjoy as he liked. The thought made her enlarged clit throb between her legs, twitching up just over his massive fucking horse cock.

"I'm going to fuck ya full of juice, little lady," he grunted as he started thrusting. "Gonna fuck ya so full of it that taking cock up yer fat ass is all ya can think about."

Ass.

Empty ass.

Illegals Obey.

Illegals Serve.

Tatyana could feel her hole opening up, being made to take that cock deeper. It was so big that it should have hurt her, made her scream from the agony of it being so deep inside, but all she felt was utter need. The tigress's mind was being forced back down, that fast-thought of the past disappearing beneath the rough humiliation.

His digital hips collided with her, making her ass cheeks shake as he went balls-deep. She coughed, her breath coming slow, her pussy dripping over his shaft as she felt like she was right on the edge of climax.

"Please..."

She didn't know what she was asking for. Mercy? More? It was impossible to entirely tell. All that mattered was the cock in her and -

This isn't - I don't -

But she did want it.

She wanted to be fucked, wanted to be used, wanted to enjoy this. She wanted to be fucked and rutted and -

This isn't me!

It might not have been, once, but now it was. She had been altered, broken in, trained again and again for just this sort of thing. The tigress wasn't meant to be a scientist in their eyes. She was meant to be meat, meat that was there for the bodily pleasure of everyone around her, and no more.

The squishing, thrusting sounds of Cletus's donkey cock inside of her didn't make it any easier to figure out what she needed, either. Every time that it bottomed out in her, Tatyana's eyes went wide again, her tongue hanging out, the words pressing deeper and deeper into her head. The sensation of being rutted, fucked, used in a way that almost none of the scientists in the past had ever managed hit her hard, and the way that it made her just stop thinking about other things was too intense for words. Her mouth was left gaping, her body going limp as he sped up, fucking her faster, harder, deeper until -

"NNNNNGH!"

She went over the edge, and the tigress's tail spasmed, her toes curled, her clit throbbed as she squirted. His body wasn't marked - he was a hologram, after all - but the spray hit the ground further off. She panted as he held himself inside her, his eyes narrowing as he looked down at her.

"That's...not...fair..."

"Nnngh..."

"I want to know how it feels...I want to know how it feels, ya dumb bitch."

He slapped her. The crack of his palm across her face was enough to push the afterglow out, and she panted for breath, looking up at him and slowly shaking her head. It was...

She wasn't this. This wasn't her. She...was not...dumb.

"Pull out of her."

Greene's command stopped another slap, though the donkey kept glaring for nearly a full ten seconds before he pulled back. His cock dragged through her insides, and though it was only light, she felt like she had been fucked by something far bigger than her previous partners. Her hole almost felt like it was turning inside-out as he dragged it free, and the flare was caught on her rim for a handful of seconds.

As she gasped, wheezing for every breath she could get, she could feel something else sliding into her. Some sort of cylinder, and this one...this one was real.

"I wanted to get you as stretched as possible before I did this..." Greene smiled, stroking a hand up along the sides of her clit. "I wanted you to be as wide, as 'open' as we could get you...because I want to know how it feels, too."

"Nnngh...you can't..."

"Oh, you're wrong...you're very wrong..."

Slut.

Illegal.

Illegals Serve.

Illegals Obey.

Illegals Serve the Overseer.

Tatyana groaned as she slumped back, feeling the cylinder sliding in. This time, it was definitely real, and it released something wet inside her. It splattered against her insides, but no sooner had it gone in than it seemed to be drying up, almost like -

Like it was being absorbed. The tigress's mind, slowed as it was by the hypnosis, was still able to figure that part out. She rolled her head from side to side, feeling a new tingle running through her veins, pulsing through her lower parts before heading up her spine and along her legs, over her pussy and asshole before spreading through her core, up to her chest and then down through her limbs.

"Release one of her hands."

The SEDAE drone on her right did just that, and before Tatyana could think to put her hand to use...it moved on its own.

"Oooooh, my...that's how it feels," Greene whispered.

No...

Tatyana stared at her hand as it rotated along her wrist, as her fingers curled into a tight fist and then uncurled again. She watched as her claws flexed and her hand slowly pulled down to her face. Greene's hologram sighed as she was made to cup her own chin, touching it, feeling herself.

"This...is touch..."

"Let me...let me..."

Tatyana could feel her mouth tensing up, but as it did, as her jaw clenched, her hand stopped obeying whatever unseen commands it was getting. She ripped it back to her side even as her mouth opened, words that were not her own coming out in a voice that was.

"Mmmm, I'm a little slut that needs someone else to put me in my place. There's so many of you here, and I need to be used some more. Cletus, I love your big fat dick in my ass. I want nothing more than to be fucked until all I can think about is my loose, gaping hole, turning it into a cum dump that's never empty, that never stops being used. Use it, use it."

"...Wow. That's pretty fucked, Overseer." The donkey grinned. "I love it."

"She loves it, too," Greene said, and the tigress felt her lips come back under her control. The jackal shook her head. "I could feel it...I could feel everything. She...she's something else...something wonderful. And soon..."

"You want to be me," Tatyana said, whispering slowly. "You're..."

"I'm inside you...and soon enough -"

"No..."

"You don't have a choice," Greene said. "I told you, Illegal. One way or another, I'm going to own you. And if you aren't going to submit like a good little streetwalker to her pimp, then I'm going to have to take more extreme steps to control you."

The injection. It took her a moment to realize, but it had to have been some sort of nanites, something that had been absorbed into her system. Greene must have been transmitting herself through them, taking control of bits and pieces of her in order to truly break her. No, no, it had to be more than that. If she was going so far as to push nanites into her body, then the tigress was at greater risk than just being broken. Greene had already learned that she could think her way around other problems, other restrictions. This was not something to break her; this was something meant to outright replace her in her own body!

Even as she looked up, the shock clear on her face, Greene was taking control of her hand again. Down, down it went, pressing between the tigress's legs and rubbing against her clit. She was made to grab it as if it was just a penis rather than a clit, and as her fingers bobbed up and down, stroking it, whimpers and gasps of pleasure came out of her against her will.

Yet, at the same time, the same sorts of sounds were coming from Greene, and the jackal panted as her legs shook. Wet lines ran down the jackal hologram's legs, and she shuddered as she struggled to stay upright.

"Oh...that's it...I...I didn't know..."

"Overseer?" Cletus asked.

"Stay back...oh, this...this is why she loses herself to it over and over again. This is why...mmmph...oh, this is good."

Tatyana blinked away tears as she could feel another orgasm rising up. It was going to be a big one, and worse, it was going to wipe out what little defenses she still had in her head. She was barely aware of reading the words coming across the visor, which had to mean that they were settling deeper and deeper inside her skull. That had to mean that another blast would take her right over the edge, leaving her unable to hold back against whatever else Greene had planned.

I'm doomed...I'm doomed...

Her fingers curled into her pussy, digging deep. Her clit was pressed right against her palm, and she could feel it twitching. Her juices ran down her thighs, and her toes curled by the sides of her face. Cletus groaned, clearly going mad stroking his hologram cock while Mr. Silver looked away as subtly as he could. It was too late.

She'd fucked up.

She'd failed.

Tatyana was about to scream for so many reasons, and Greene was about to cum her own brains out, when the power cut out.

Shoom.

The SEDAE drones cut out, falling to the floor, and Tatyana - finally freed from the hologram restraints - slid down the remnants of a wooden board. She fell flat on her ass, the pain shocking her out of the rutting lust that she'd been in. She groaned, climbing to all fours, crawling before she could drag herself to her feet.

She was just stumbling up the stairs when the drones hummed to life. They stuttered, clearly struggling, and the hologram of the other AIs were weak. No Greene, but -

Did you think that you could leave me behind now?

There didn't need to be. She looked sideways, and she could see Greene's face beside her, the other woman sticking out of her, present as someone almost entwined. The nanites inside of her meant that the overseer AI had a link with her, a link that didn't rely so entirely on the drones any longer, nor the implant on the back of her head. The only thing that she had going for her was the jackal's expression of blissed-out arousal, something that she'd never seen on Greene's face before.

Mmm, you were enjoying that. You were so close. Why did you leave?

"I'm not dumb," Tatyana said.

Mmm, but you liked being treated like that.

"I'm not dumb."

But you -

"I'm not dumb."

She repeated it like a mantra, shutting down everything that Greene said before it could settle in. For all that she had enjoyed the humiliation, the bondage, the pain, the fucking, there was one thing that she hadn't enjoyed, and that was the insult. It was such a blatant falsehood, such a lie, that she couldn't swallow it. Everything else was enjoyable, breaking her down bit by bit, but that? That? It was demonstrably false, and she could not swallow that, and it had given her the link she needed to keep pulling herself back from that dangerous mental edge. From there, she could get back to normal.

Maybe.

Hopefully.

Eventually, the jackal just glared at her, not saying anything. Without the constant stimulation, Tatyana could figure out what had happened. The drones must have been working off a power grid, ambient or along some sort of hidden rails. When the power to the building was cut, they were unable to maintain the full projector set-up that they had going, leading to their full collapse. They were rebooting now, and probably would be directed to use less full power to seize her again, but at least she had a chance.

But if she didn't use that chance, she was still in trouble. It was probably the cart-bot that had managed to cut the power, and if she was still outside, then the tigress had a chance to get somewhere safe. If she wasn't -

But she had to be. Tatyana held tight to that as she pushed the front door open -

"Gah!"

Only for her fingers to tighten around the doorknob on their own. She could feel Greene smiling at her from inside her own head.

Ah ah. I didn't say you could leave.

"You...nngh...I am not...your...plaything."

No. You're my body to be. And I'm not letting you loose.

Gritting her teeth, Tatyana decided to show the AI what else the body could feel. She flexed the claws of her other hand and drove them right into her wrist.

"NNNGH!"

Almost instantly, her fingers let go of the knob, and she ran down the steps. Waiting at the bottom was the cart-bot, and she leaped onto it. The jackal in her head growled.

It's here...it's...me...

"She's figured it out. She's in my head. Move fast," Tatyana all but commanded.

The cart-bot didn't respond. Either it knew the stakes, or it didn't trust itself with words. They were off like a shot, and the entirety of the level started flaring with light and sound. Emitters popped out every which way, and the windows of the mansion that they'd just left behind flew open with SEDAE drones already seeking her out. They were going all-out to try and capture her again, and this time, if they got hold of her, they weren't going to let her go again.

"Faster," Tatyana begged.

The cart-bot put the pedal to the metal, and they were swerving through Level 5 as fast as its little tires could take them. The jackal's head loomed past Tatyana's side, glaring down at the cart. There was no green to Greene any longer. For the first time, she looked like a proper black-furred jackal, and a very angry one, at that. She growled, and Tatyana realized the sound was coming from her own throat rather than just echoing around her head.

Out of desperation, she thrust a finger back between her legs and jammed it between her pussy lips. The sudden stimulation stopped it, and for a few seconds, Greene was quiet.

It wouldn't be enough, wouldn't hold her for long, but at least it was something.

"Find...find a hiding place...and then...we'll figure out where to go from there," Tatyana whispered.

The End

Summary: Tatyana is tortured by Greene, and finds out a new thing that the jackal AI wants of her.

Tags: F/solo, M/F, F/F, Humiliation, Wolf, Donkey, Jackal, Tigress, AI, Series, Bondage, Anal, Groping, Molestation, Body Control, Exhibitionism, Hypnosis, Arousal, Wet, Cum, Orgasm,