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</div>"Sharing is caring," sang Shane. "I can play nicely with others." With a mock sigh, she cheekily added, "I'll go get ready then, Mistress." The lift to the basement closed, leaving Aenor and K alone in the garage.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, K's cheeks flushed as Aenor called her a mutt. She knew better than to talk back to her; Aenor was the sadist of the group, but it still chafed. It was one thing to be Siv's puppy; it was another to be everyone's pet. Not wanting to draw the other woman's wrath, she followed as quickly as she could, only stopping to wipe the grease from her hands. She didn't feel like talking to<i>anyone,</i>much less the woman most likely to be looking for an excuse to punish her. Sullenly, she stood in front of the medical bay, making no move towards it until Aenor threatened her again.<br/><br/>Jaiya was one of the sweetest members of the Blackwood Company that K had met yet. She'd been in charge of K's aftercare when Siv and Aenor broke her in, and K remembered soft hands and a warm touch despite the near-catatonic state she'd been fucked into. Still, seeing the blue-haired medic didn't improve her mood much. There was just going to be more getting told when to sit and when to stand, as if she didn't already feel like a fucking dog.<br/><br/>The automatic, opaque glass doors slid shut behind her, and K was glad to have Aenor's eyes off her back. She almost snapped at Jaiya. "If you want to talk about my sleep schedule, ask Siv. I'd love to be getting better rest," she said sourly. Truthfully, she didn't really want to be mean to the blue-haired woman, but lashing out felt like all she could do these days. "What kind of check up am I due for? I thought you got everything you needed last weekend..." she trailed off into the memories of her induction into the company.