Chapter 12

Over the next few days, Eric mostly left her alone in her cell which Anna was thankful for. After the punishment she had just been through, she needed the rest more than anything else in the world. Rachael however wasn’t as lucky. At least once a day Eric would call her into the training room for hours or sometimes even up half a day at a time. When Rachael returned, she would walk back with her arms wrapped around herself and her legs pressed together, tears on her face as she tried to hide the wetness on the inside of her thighs. Still Sitting in her cell, Anna always tried her best to pretend nothing had happened. The awkward silence between them afterwards however only served to remind her even more of her own chastity belt around her waist. Neither of them wanted to be the first to bring it up but the more they held their silence, the harder it was to start.

Carlos appeared every now and then to bring them their meals but after the incident where she tried to escape, it seemed that Mark was now in charge of accompanying them if they were needed elsewhere. Unlike Carlos, he was a thin man who didn’t say much when he wasn’t telling them what to do. Being so used to the normal banter she had with Carlos from before, it almost made Anna regret having tried to escape. Though she was still a captive of the cartels at that time, a part of her wanted to return to that place in her head. Perhaps it was because she wasn’t as aware back then but it was a comforting thought to not have to think about the future.

Listening to Rachael as she tried not to cry now, Anna could only feel despair at the situation they were in. She wanted to reach out and comfort Rachael, to tell her that everything was going to be alright but somehow she could never find the courage to get the words out. In her head, she wasn’t even sure if she could find the right words for herself.

“Rough day?” said Anna.

“Yeah,” said Rachael.

“I’m sorry,” said Anna, “You get used to it in time”

With nothing else to do but to wait, Anna thought over her plan to escape. The first time she had tried, it had been a rash decision made in the heat of the moment. No wonder it had gone so wrong the moment she began. This time, she would be more careful and wait for the right opportunity. Digging through her memories of the day the device was inserted into her womb, she recalled now that there had been a small string attached to the end as well. There was no way for her to check of course with her chastity belt still on but she could almost feel it inside her every time she tried to clench down. Perhaps if she could grab the end of it somehow she could remove the device herself. If she couldn’t steal the remote in time, it would be a nice backup plan provided she could find a way to get out of the belt first. Anna looked over to where Rachael was now curled up on her cot, her chest slowly rising and falling as she slept. The poor girl must have cried herself out at some point while she was lost in her thoughts. Deciding that the plan could wait, Anna let her sleep.

At the end of the week, Tom paid the warehouse another visit. This time, he wore the plain clothes of a civilian and drove his personal car.

“Good evening, Eric,” said Tom.

“Fuck you too, Tom,” said Eric.

A week had gone by now since the last time they met and tensions seemed to have cooled a little between them. To Anna though, she could still sense the tension in the air. At least Eric was calm enough to keep his gun holstered this time around. The two men talked together a little ways apart from the cages and Anna pressed herself up against the bars of her cell trying to listen in. Besides her, she saw Rachael do the same. Catching her eye, Anna brought a finger up over her lips and Rachael nodded in agreement.

“You’ll be happy to hear now that I’m unemployed,” said Tom.

“And?” said Eric.

“I managed to snag you a little present before I left,” said Tom.

There was the sound of a stack of papers being passed over and Eric let out a low whistle of surprise.

“Names, addresses, and historical records of all the officers still on the force,” said Tom, “I’ve gone ahead and marked out the ones I think might be interested. Since I’m gone now, I figured you guys might need another foot inside the door”

“And what’s in it for you?”, asked Eric.

Even with a crate in the way blocking her sight, Anna could almost imagine Tom’s smile from across the room.