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“Let’s get a move on, Miss Katherine!” The female guard spoke authoritatively and impatiently, her voice reverberating down the long hallway. “Why do you have to put us through this every time, hmm?”

“MMNGH!” Kate pulled back on her leash. She didn’t appreciate being led around like some kind of pet. She was quite fed up with her situation in general. She had endured her captivity for 18 days thus far, and it hadn’t gotten easier at any point along the way. Spending most of her time in cuffs (on both wrists and ankles) was bad enough, but the guards refused to remove her gag for anything other than eating and basic oral hygiene. She was treated very strictly, and with little sympathy, as if she were a criminal herself. The only upside was that she was permitted to remain in her civilian clothes -- in fact, she had no choice in the matter, to the point of being left naked while the laundry was being done. Embarrassing, but only temporarily. Otherwise, life in prison was dreadfully boring, leaving her additionally frustrated with each slowly passing hour.

Kate trudged along, still offering resistance every dozen steps or so. She couldn’t move very quickly on account of the metal shackles around her ankles. Though surprisingly lightweight, they were joined by a tough cord no more than a foot and a half in length. Try as she might, it had no give, severely hampering her movement. Her wrists were locked in handcuffs behind her back, though the same type of cord was used in place of a chain. Her leash was attached to a thick, black leather collar with a silver buckle, which had been tightly fastened around her neck. Finally, of course, was her gag; the one constant in a variety of bondage gear used to keep her in line during her time in prison. The hard rubber pecker was down her throat so often, it had started to feel strange when it wasn’t there. Kate, though, had decided that strange was still better than the discomfort and occasional coughing spasm that came with such a deviously crafted device.

The guard tugged the leash again, more sharply this time, before turning around and putting her free hand on her hip, a frown on her face. Her form was decidedly curvaceous and athletic, visible even through her thick bulletproof uniform. Her long blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail, neatly fitted through the back of a black baseball cap labelled “POLICE”.

“Listen you, if I have to do that one more time, I’m putting you in solitary for the rest of your sentence!”

“Mmmn,” came the muted reply as the guard resumed her slow walk a few feet in front of the disgraced spy. Kate flipped her head back for a moment to check for the other guard following behind them, a strong looking man with a stern expression seemingly frozen on his face. He silently glanced at Kate for a second before regaining his focus, dark eyes looking straight ahead.

Kate tugged hopelessly at her cuffs. She didn’t even know where they were headed, only that this dim, cold, unforgiving prison hallway stretched on for as far as she could see. She now knew without a doubt that her punishment could not be justified. Wasting resources on rescue missions was an issue; she understood that, but to be fair, the agency had thrown her right in to her new role as a field agent. She hoped there was some kind of training she could enrol in after this ordeal was over -- God knows she wasn’t getting any help being locked in shackles every day. It was either that plan, or go back to her old life, which wasn’t an appealing option. She had no other substantial work experience or connections, and at 28, starting over from the bottom gave her chills. The agency was the only work she knew. The only work she could see herself truly enjoying. Despite the potential consequences of failure, she had to improve as a spy, and she knew she could. She just had to hold out for another 12 days, subjected to humiliation and intense oversight of all her actions.

Feeling slightly more resolved than at the beginning of her long walk, Kate relaxed her tense muscles. Unfortunately, that made it much more of a surprise when she stumbled over a loose floor tile, her forced narrow stance doing little to help her balance. She winced just before falling face first in to the female guard’s well-padded bum. “Mmmm!” Kate squealed.

The guard, retaining her stance and barely phased, turned around again as the male guard rushed forward, perceiving the event as some sort of desperation attack. He jammed and held his knee in the small of Kate’s back as she lay on the ground, while holding her forearms with an iron-like grip.

“Stay down!” He yelled with a gravelly voice.

“Nnnn…” In pain, she had barely begun to look up when she was met by a quiet voice directly in her ear. The woman, now kneeling down beside her, spoke with restrained frustration, and a hint of twisted kindness.

“If that’s the way you want to do things, spy-girl, then that’s fine with me. I’m going to enjoy watching that pretty little face of yours beg for mercy.”

Kate suddenly felt an intense pressure squeezing the back of her neck. In a matter of seconds, she blacked out.

“Mmmmm……”
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An amazing commission drawn by :iconnight-glare:, who completed the final phase of the drawing so fast that I was left speechless. Thank you again for your wonderful work! I decided to continue Kate's story as started in this commission. I'll probably do one more to make it a trilogy. I mean, I don't think I can end it on a cliffhanger like that, can I?


Full disclosure: This pose was referenced from a popular drawing by :iconraya100: which can be found here. Despite the similar look between the two pictures, he has given me the go-ahead to post this commission, which I greatly appreciate.

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PascalOfPiers's avatar
Life is hard for spies, I see XD.