Breaking Elizabeth - 06
The Sadistic Squad | Elizabeth | Mind Break | Noncon | Piercing | Lesbian
Breakfast
“Breakfast time,” Danielle said. “This place has some of the best chicken and waffles I’ve ever had.” My stomach twisted in hunger, rumbling loudly. She looked amused. When had I last eaten? Yesterday. Yes… Yesterday’s breakfast.
Toys don’t speak.
I couldn’t remember why, but it seemed important that I didn’t say anything.
We climbed out of her Hummer, and I followed her inside. A loud wolf whistle caused me to flush. Oh. My. God. I was dressed as a slutty schoolgirl hooker. My cheeks flamed. Everything that happened before had been private. Only seen by Danielle and Carla. This morning, I was on display for the world.
Wait... Who was Clara?
Danielle led the way to a booth. Following her gesture, I climbed in. She sat down next to me. Only when my rear hits the bare wooden booth do I remember the butt plug she forced inside. Danielle smiles with amusement when I squirm uncomfortably. Yesterday's memories seemed so distant, as though they happened to someone else.
A few minutes later, our waitress arrived. God, I’m starving. I can’t wait to eat breakfast.
No. You are just Danielle’s sex doll. You never choose.
But it doesn’t matter how hungry I am. Or how badly I need to use the restroom. Danielle makes all my choices.
“I love your food. Bring black coffee, a glass of your freshly squeezed orange juice. Chicken and waffles, with an extra order of bacon and grits. Oh, and biscuits with sawmill gravy.”
The waitress hurried away, leaving the two of us alone.
Danielle put her arm around my waist and pulled me close. Her body was a blazing furnace along my side. Two middle-aged men in blue jeans stopped at our table. Both stare at me, or more accurately, the skin exposed by the clothing she forced me to wear. My shirt barely covered half my breasts. Doing my best not to think about how obvious it was that I wasn’t wearing a bra, I looked down at the table.
“Love those clothes,'' said one with a smirk in his voice.
Sounding amused, Danielle said, “You’re welcome.”
“I wasn’t talking about you, honey,” he said.
Danielle lifted my chin up, forcing me to look into her dark eyes.
Danielle is the center of the world. You are just Danielle’s living sex doll.
“Tell these rude gentlemen who picked out your clothing.”
“You did,” I said. Flushing even brighter.
“Dayum,” said one, I didn’t know which.
Danielle said, her eyes never left mine as she continued, “So you see, gentlemen, I’m the one you should thank.”
“Well, fuck me,” said the same one that spoke before.
The waitress returned, reaching around them to put our food on the table.
“It’s a shame you were so rude, you could have entertained my toy while I ate my breakfast,” her eyes glittered maliciously.
Danielle raised her voice, “Toy, tell them what you would have done if I told you to crawl under the table and suck their cocks until I finished eating breakfast.”
A plate clattered onto the table, almost hiding the shocked gasp from the waitress.
In a faltering voice, I started to reply.
Danielle interrupted me, disapproval laced her words, “Raise your voice and speak clearly.”
DANIELLE IS THE CENTER OF EVERYTHING! YOU ARE JUST DANIELLE’S LIVING SEX DOLL.
Skin crawling, I resisted the sudden urge to cover my ears.
Danielle wouldn’t have liked that.
Making Danielle happy was all that mattered, so I gathered my courage and did as she ordered.
Cheeks blazing, I said, “I would have crawled under the table and sucked their cocks until you finished breakfast.”
“Do you think I’m likely to give you that order?” she sounded curious.
NEVER LIE TO DANIELLE.
I answered truthfully. “I believe you’re taunting them. But I wouldn’t be surprised if you gave me that order.”
A grin split her face. I smiled back, pleased… about something.
“Very good. Is there anything they should know?” She released my chin.
She’s enjoying this… demonstration. Like someone showing off their prize stallion. As though she’s a dominatrix and I’m her submissive. For a moment, I hesitate, wishing to bring my humiliation to an end. Especially since she hadn’t ordered me to say anything else.
DANIELLE IS THE ONLY ONE THAT MATTERS. YOU ARE JUST DANIELLE’S LIVING SEX DOLL.
Keeping Danielle happy mattered. My embarrassment didn’t. One man was excited, and the other was annoyed. A contemptuous sort from the waitress attracted my attention. I lunged forward, snatching the waitress by her ring finger, and used it to display her engagement ring to everyone.
“You,” I snarled, “are engaged. Yes?”
“Ow, ow, ow,” she whimpered, trying to pull away. I didn’t release her. She insulted Danielle. She deserved far worse, but if the police were involved, that would inconvenience Danielle.
“Yes, I’m engaged. And that’s none of your fucking business!” she shouted.
“If your fiancé wanted anal sex tonight, would you cheerfully spread your cheeks for him?”
Cheeks red, she shook her head.
“What if he wanted you to head home and fix a nice homemade dinner for him...” I paused, giving her just enough time to start nodding before I continued, “while he fucks me up the ass across the dining room table?”
Violent head shakes violently at that idea.
“He isn’t going to have sex with some… trollop under my roof! He wouldn’t do that to me. He’s a wonderful man.”
I snarled into her face, “I would do all of that and far more for Danielle. She has earned my utter devotion. He hasn’t earned yours. Your relationship is shallow. Fleeting compared to ours.”
Doubt flickered in her eyes.
“Now,” I bent her finger back painfully. “I want to hear you say, ‘Danielle, my relationship is shallow and fleeting compared to the beautiful relationship between you and your toy.”
Slowly, I increased the pressure on her finger as I waited for her to comply. It only takes a couple moments for her to capitulate. After she clearly shouts the truth for everyone to hear, I release her finger, and she scuttles away.
I smiled, meeting the shell-shocked eyes of the two men. I had something to tell them as well.
“When you fantasize about me servicing you under the breakfast table, just remember. Danielle doesn’t need to fantasize about anything. I will do anything she desires. Every hour, of every day, for the rest of my life.”
I grin widely, enjoying the way their eyes bulged.
“Now leave. You’re interrupting her breakfast.”
Danielle’s purring “Good girl,” sends a thrill of delight through my soul. I lowered my eyes and waited.
After taking a few bites from everything, Danielle finished off the plate of chicken and waffles. My stomach rumbled, but Danielle didn’t offer me anything, so I didn't eat.
Danielle motioned for me to follow her to the restroom. I felt full to bursting and was terrified she would be disappointed when I couldn’t hold it anymore and peed in her Hummer. Inwardly, I begged for permission to pee, but not a whisper of sound escaped my lips.
Once we were inside, she pushed down on my back. I leaned over the counter, and Danielle flipped up my skirt, completely exposing my rear. I flushed with embarrassment.
I wasn’t important. Danielle was the center of everything. The only thing that mattered.
“Spread them,” she said. Did she mean my legs or rear? I wasn’t sure and couldn’t ask for clarification, so I spread both. Cold fingers wormed their way underneath the heart-shaped red gem on the end of the butt plug. She pulled firmly, and her butt plug pulled free.
I felt empty without it.
Danielle pointed at an open stall, and I dashed inside, barely making it before pee sprayed into the toilet. Nearly weeping with relief, I wiped myself clean. Thankful that I hadn’t gotten anything on my stockings or skirt.
Soon we were back on the highway.
“You lied to me,” Danielle said.
I shook my head wildly. I’d never lie to her.
“You said you would do anything I desired, anything at all.”
I nodded emphatically.
Danielle took out her phone and called someone. “Yes?” said a tired voice.
I recognized her. Carla! How could I have forgotten! Danielle was everything. But Carla and Jane were important to Danielle. Their loyalty enabled her to do more. Take more. Own more.
“Are you still in town?” Danielle asked.
“Yeah,” Carla yawned. “Unlike the rest of you, I stayed up all night so that I could keep an eye on things. I’m about to clear out now.”
Danielle whispered, “So, you’ll do anything I desire?” I nodded my head violently. Of course, I would. Danielle was everything. “Then order Carla to take out the targets.”
“Carla, take out the targets,” I said immediately. Danielle made a choking sound. Horns blared as the Hummer swerved across two lanes.
“Okay,” Carla’s voice sounded confused.
I waited for Danielle’s next command. Confident that I wouldn’t fail the most important person in the world.
Danielle pulled off onto the shoulder and looked at me strangely. Muffled movement came from over the phone. After a while, Danielle said, “Carla, stand down.”
“What’s going on, Danielle? Who ordered me to take out the targets? I thought you were alone with... Who's with you?”
“I... I think I broke her,” said Danielle. “My toy said she would do anything I desired. Which should have been an obvious lie. But, apparently, she really will do anything I say.”
I nod my head emphatically, staring directly into her eyes.
“Of course not,” Carla snorted. “She’s only obeying to save her family… Are you telling me your toy is the one that told me to take her family out?”
“Without hesitation. Then she just waited quietly for another order.”
I nodded my head again. Why was this confusing? Was she testing me?
“You’ll do anything I say?” she asked again.
I nodded my head.
“Why?” Danielle asked.
“You are the center of the world. I am just your living sex doll,” I said.
The corner of her lips twitched in a tiny smile. She was happy! I beamed back at her.
“This morning, you obeyed because it was required to save your family. What changed?”
“My mind fell, it crashed into the moon.”
“BOOM!” I shouted, flinging my arms wide.
I shook my head sadly, “I was nothing. Broken and empty,” I cocked my head and smiled brightly at Danielle, “I rebuild myself into something new. Something that could survive.” I pointed at her, “Danielle is now the center of my world, and I am just her toy. A living sex doll.”
Danielle looked at me with a strange expression, one I couldn’t decipher.
“You broke her.” Clara sounded awestruck.
Half an hour later, Danielle left the interstate. She pulled up to a luxurious hotel where she rented the honeymoon suite, spending more for one day than my previous rent. We walked beneath high ceilings and rustic wooden beams. Wide-open spaces, warm and inviting. In silence, we rode the elevator up to our hotel room.
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