Chapter Twenty-One

"Lila!" Sabrina's voice was barely a squeak. "No, I.. um.. the music stopped and... "

"And you thought you'd be a good little helper, didn't you?" Lila's grin looked wicked and cruel in the dark, illuminated only by the phone screen. "You're gonna put that down and come here in two seconds or I'm going to scream."

It wasn't even a second and a half before the phone was back and she was climbing into the bed, practically running.

"I wonder what Kinsley is gonna do to you when I tell her that you were trying to use her phone... "

The memory of the thrashing, the white-hot pain, was all Sabrina could think of. "Please Lila. Please, please don't tell her."

"I won't tell her on one condition."

"What?" Sabrina's desperation was plain, unmistakable.

"You have to give me... um... " Lila looked strangely uncertain all of a sudden. "Um.. grown-up feelings."

Sabrina blinked, confused as she knelt next to her blackmailer. "Grown-up feelings?"

"You know!" Lila crossed her arms, huffing in frustration. "Like kissy stuff. But um... more grown-up than that."

"Wh-what have you done before? Are you going to get in trouble? Kinsley didn't like you kissing me earlier... "

The tension in the room was awkward and thick. Lila was supposedly this brilliant mind, but honestly Sabrina saw her act more like a spoiled child than anything else. She thought back to hearing her talk about the girl she liked at work, how ridiculous her ideas of hitting on someone were. For all she knew, Lila didn't know a single thing about sex... and teaching her anything at all might get Sabrina in deep, deep trouble.

"I've done all the stuff! All the boob-squishing and kissy stuff and... and... Fine. I'm just going to scream for Kinsley now."

Lila opened her mouth and Sabrina panicked. Without thinking, she lunged forward and placed her lips on Lila's, preventing her scream with a kiss. Lila's eyes went wide at first, but a smile spread across her face. The next thing Sabrina knew, she was laying on top of the other girl, with Lila holding a handful of her diapered bottom.

She had wanted "grown-up feelings", and Sabrina had already gone this far...

Lifting her body up, she broke the kiss for a moment before taking Lila's breasts - which were larger than she had thought - in her hands, gently squeezing them, pressing them together as she leaned in for another kiss. A long one, gentle, with heat on her lips. While Sabrina had never been socially successful or professionally successful, she had been successful in bed. She kept her kisses light and sensual, paying extra attention to Lila's lower lip.

Pausing for a moment, she took in Lila's expression, reading her unexpected partner. She appeared to be in complete bliss, she was trembling slightly, her eyes closed. Sabrina couldn't help but smirk at how submissive Lila was in bed. She slid her hands up Lila's pajama top, dragging her nails gently along the tender flesh on the underside of her breasts, waiting for...

The gasp.

When Lila gasped, she went for it, pressing their lips together in the deepest kiss she had given so far. She held it long, teasing with her tongue ever so slightly, touching the tip of her own to Lila's, dragging along the roof of her mouth carefully. A soft squeak came from Lila, so Sabrina wrapped her left arm around Lila's back while her right hand went to the girl's hair, twisting her fingers through those soft red locks.

When the kiss broke, Lila was a puddle.

With some satisfaction, Sabrina began to climb off her, ready to simply cuddle... when a single word passed Lila's lips.

"More."

Nervousness in her tummy, Sabrina reached for the tapes on Lila's diaper...

"No!" Lila grabbed her hand, sitting up with her eyes narrowed. "No. Leave the diapers alone. Give me more, Bree. More grown-up feelings." There was a hunger in her voice, one that Sabrina knew well. Hiding her lack of confidence, she dug her fingers into the plastic of Lila's diaper, pressing hard and rubbing two fingers in what she hoped was the right spot.

Lila's eyes went wide again.

Pressing her advantage, Sabrina gently laid the girl down, rubbing at her diaper, trying to find the right spot and the right rhythm. When a soft moan came from Lila, when her shoulders and back relaxed but her stomach tensed, Sabrina knew she had found it. Keeping her rhythm, keeping the pressure, massaging Lila's wet diaper into her most tender of places, Sabrina struck. With her newly freed left hand, she grabbed Lila's breast roughly at the same time that she planted a heated kiss, forcing her lips against the other girl's, biting at her lip, sliding her tongue between lips forcefully.

Lila let out a long moan, her hips beginning to buck against Sabrina's hand. Three fingers. Faster. Harder.

The lights turned on above her just as Lila's moans were growing more desperate.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing!?" A hand on the metal collar, yanking her clean off the bed and onto the floor. Instantly, Sabrina's hands went to her throat as she coughed. "Bree you rotten bitch in heat what are you doing to my little girl?"

Terror was filling every square inch of Sabrina's body. If she'd had any left in her, she would have wet herself in that moment for sure.

"I... I was just... " She had no idea what to say. Blaming Lila for anything had never worked out in any positive way. It only led to more trouble. "I'm sorry!"

Only groveling worked.

"Mama!" Lila was beyond flustered, her brow sweaty and her diaper indented from Sabrina's fingers. She sat up, panting. "Mama, she was tryin' ta make a call on your phone an' I caught her! And then she... she... she stopped me from yelling for you!"

"Is that why you woke up, sugar?" Kinsley grabbed Sabrina's collar again, forcing her to her knees. "This filthy pet won't let you sleep? Don't you know she needs her music to sleep, Bree?"

"I'm sorry!" Sabrina dug her fingers into Kinsley's pants, tears beginning to run down her face. "I'm so sorry!"

"Faith!"

The other girl stumbled in behind her, rubbing her eye with an obviously soaked diaper hanging down between her legs. Miss Angela looked quite cross behind her. "What?" Faith's extremely red hair was a mess atop her head. Angela's blue was similarly a bit of a tangle.

"Go get the crate set up in the living room." Faith seemed to wake up instantly, a touch of shock on her face before she nodded and left with Miss Angela close behind. "Bree." Sabrina cowered on her knees as Kinsley slowly rotated the collar in her hands, forcing Sabrina to tilt her head, then her body to keep from the metal digging into her flesh and hurting. "I am quite disappointed in you."

"What was she doin', Mama?" Sabrina couldn't see Lila's face behind her, but she could imagine the look that went along with that falsely innocent tone.

"She was being a naughty pet, honey." Sabrina found her head being forced lower as Kinsley continued to move her with the steel ring locked around her neck. "I want you to come tell me if she tries to touch you like that again, okay?"

"Crate's ready." Faith was sideways in the doorway and Sabrina was wincing from the effort.

"Put her in."

Sabrina yelped as she was thrown to the floor at Faith's feet, only to have herself hauled back to hands and knees mercilessly.

"You're such a good helper, Faithie." Angela smiled sweetly as Faith dragged Sabrina along, trying her best to crawl.

The "crate" was a dog kennel that was waiting in the living room, beside the couch.

"No!" Sabrina whimpered but was unable to even slow Faith's pace without choking herself. "Please... "

"Shut up, Bree." With a quick motion, Sabrina was tossed unceremoniously into the cage, the door closed behind her.

Angela stepped forward and ran her hands through Faith's hair. "You're so cute when you're taking care of dumb animals, Faithie." They kissed, like they were the only two people in the world. Like Sabrina couldn't hear them. She sat up awkwardly, gripping the bars of the cage.

At least it was big enough for her to sit upright in.

"We better make sure that Lila's okay." Faith glared at Sabrina, causing her to cower in her captivity. "Don't try to open the door. So help me, I will zip tie it shut." Slowly, a smile spread over her face and she stepped nearer, kneeling down. She poked at Sabrina's diaper through the bars. "Someone is wet. How's it feel, Bree? Do you like being a wet little pet?"

Sabrina shook her head, starting to answer.

"Tell me how good it feels, Bree." Faith's voice was practically a growl, her brown eyes flashing.

"It feels good... " Sabrina nodded, her voice barely a squeak. "Very good."

"She likes her wet diapers, honey." Angela came up behind Faith, drawing her to her feet and kissing her once again. "Let's make sure she gets lots of time to enjoy that one. Come on, let's get you a treat for being such a good helper and handling rotten pets."

Sabrina could only watch them walk away.

The most frustrating thing about it was the fact that the latch on the cage was simplicity itself. She could easily flip it up, open the door, and climb out. She stared at the front door, remembering the last time she tried that, remembering how Kinsley had just picked her up like she was nothing and carried her back in.

She hadn't spoken to another human soul outside of the Dolls in what felt like ages. She was alone, with only her fear to keep her company. Fear of what came next, fear of making things worse if she tried to escape. Lila was a lot more wily than she had let on, though her inexperience seemed genuine.

For that brief moment, with their bodies close, with their lips pressed together, Sabrina had felt happy. Connected. With this moment of contemplation, she realized that she was actually hurt that Lila had turned on her. Had let her take the fall like that. It hurt that Kinsley believed it all instantly, too.

It hurt a lot more than she expected.

Sabrina sighed, thankful for the soft mat that rested in the bottom of the cage, protecting her from the cold metal. She wished she had a blanket to cover her legs. Alone in the living room, her eyes drifted again to the front door... but fear held her fast. She scooted to the back of the cage, wrapping her arms around her knees.

She wasn't sure how long she waited before Kinsley came out, looking quite upset.

"Dammit Bree." She glared at the cage and grumbled further. "Dammit Faith." She crouched down next to the cage. "Good girl for staying put. I'm proud of you. That's the first smart thing you've done all week. Don't fuck it up now, okay?"

Sabrina only nodded, waiting as Kinsley walked to the kitchen... and came back with a handful of zip ties and two heavy looking padlocks. She began zip-tying each of the corners, seams that apparently opened - which was a complete surprise to Sabrina. Finally, she padlocked the door closed. Even though the latch was simple, with the padlock preventing it from flipping up, there was no way it would open.

"I'm tired, Bree. I'm tired and I don't know what to do with you. You're going to spend the night here, in your crate." Sabrina's eyes widened at that. That it was her crate. With a weary sigh, Kinsley flipped off the lights and walked back down the hall, leaving Sabrina alone with her thoughts, no blanket, and a wet diaper.