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Obedience 101
A loud buzzing sound shook the room, waking Alexander from his sleep. Alexander sat up in his bed with his eyes still closed. "Please, let it be a nightmare." - He said to himself half-hoping, remembering everything, he went through. But opening his eyes, he couldn't deny reality: He was in the same room, where he spent a good few hours tied together and gagged, with a boy he never knew. He looked around, and saw Tyler sitting on the other bed, chewing on a sandwich.
-"Good morning! You're a good sleeper, I see." - Tyler greeted his roommate.
-"Good morning. Where did you get that?" - Alexander asked pointing to the sandwich in Tyler's hand.
-"You got one too." - Tyler pointed to Alexander's nightstand.
Alexander looked at the almost dried out slices of breads and the glass of water occupying his nightstand.
After an underwhelming breakfast, Alexander got out of his bed. He remembered Dawson mentioning, that Mendez will come for them in the morning, so decided to get ready before she shows up. Alexander entered the bathroom, which housed a shower cabin, a toilet, a sink and a large wardrobe. He opened up the wardrobe to find out what it contains, and found a good a few set of uniforms, underwear, and soap with two towels. After getting his morning business done, and taking a brief shower, Alexander put on a set of uniforms. The uniform consisted of a beige T-shirt, with the text "Personality Development Center Attendee" written on its shoulder and a pair of brown trousers, and white socks. Alexander left the bathroom bracing himself, for whatever horrors sergeant Mendez was having in store for them. Tyler on the other hand, didn't look so concerned: he was still lying on his bed watching the ceiling.
-"Aren't you going to get dressed?" - Alexander asked his roommate.
Tyler looked at Alexander and chuckled at the sight:
-"If they want to see me as a clown, I'll let them work for it." - Tyler replied.
-"You do know, that you're going to piss them off..."
-"You think, I give a damn?"
Soon the door opened up, as it was expected, and Mendez entered the room, followed by Long and another guard. Eva took a look around the room, and after a brief pause spoke up:
-"What is going on here? I was expecting two piggies ready for daily inspection!" - She exclaimed angrily.
-"Sorry Ma'am, he didn't have time to..." - Alexander tried to help out his roommate.
-"Save it dude! I just feel more comfortable in these, so I would rather skip the costume party, if you don't mind!" - Tyler Replied, interrupting Alexander, with a hint of sarcastic tone in the last part of his explanation.
As Tyler climbed out of his bed, Alexander saw a discreet smirk appearing on Eva's face. A smirk that left no doubt in him, that this isn't going to be an easy day. Eva sent Long and the other private towards Tyler with an elegant wave of her hand and carried on:
-"So if I get this right, the gentleman here prefers to lay in bed, instead of focusing on his duty to improve on his manly flaws, right?" - Eva said condescendingly - "Well, if that's what he wants, we can make an exception. LADIES!"
On the last word the guards jumped on Tyler and grabbed his arms. The boy tried to fight back against the girls, but his only success in pulling his arm out of Long's grip wasn't a long lasting victory: Long grabbed his arm again, and twisted it behind his back.
"Please wait! He's..." - Alexander took a step to the wrestling trio, but a clicking sound followed by a sudden motion draw his attention to Eva. The warden, who was only observing the escalating fight this far, now pointed a taser at Alexander:
-"STAY BACK, or I will have to prosecute you for assault!" - Eva told Alexander, who raised his hands, and slowly backed off.
The struggle went on for a few seconds, then the guards managed to push Tyler back, into his bed. Long held his left arm, while the other guard climbed onto him and to hold his right.
-"GET OFF ME, YOU CAN'T DO THIS!" - He shouted as Long cuffed his left hand to the headboard.
-"Look sweetheart, we can do whatever we WANT!" - Long replied, as she reached for the ballgag on Tyler's nightstand.
Long tried to stuff the rubber ball into Tyler's mouth, to which he shut his mouth and turned his head away.
Long's fellow guard clicked a handcuff on Tyler's right wrist and attached it to the headboard on the opposite site from the other cuff, thus putting Tyler into a spread eagle position. Seeing that her fellow guard didn't succeed in silencing the culprit, he grabbed the boys jaw and turned his head back, forcing his mouth open in the process.
Alexander watched helplessly as the girls were restraining his roommate. In the meantime Eva put away her taser, and joined Alexander in watching the free wrestling show:
-What you see now, is a good example of what the lack of discipline causes. That's why you are here now.
-But... Isn't this a bit of an overkill?
-We don't tolerate deviation from the daily routine or given orders. You better get it in your head, before you end up in a permanent straitjacket for the rest of your stay. Now since you look like a reasonable piggie, I will let you go with a mild punishment for your misbehavior... - Eva told Alexander, as she handcuffed his hands behind his back.
Long pushed the black rubber ball into Tyler's mouth, causing the boy to answer with inaudible grunting. The two girls, satisfied with their handiwork turned to Tyler's legs. Tyler seeing what's coming next started kicking around. Long let out a confident smile, and turned to the other guard:
-You know the drill Liz. - She said.
-Of course! - Liz replied, and noticeably raised her knee, to suddenly kneel into Tyler's groin.
For a second Alexander could've sworn he feels the pain at the sight of what happened. Tyler stopped the kicking and raised his head with a surprised expression on his face. Long used the given opportunity to cuff his left ankle to a ring on the right side of the bed.
-You must have thought, I will crush them. Don't be fooled though: I won't stop next time! - Said Liz to Tyler with a mischievous grin on her face.
Long finished off the work by cuffing Tyler's right leg to the bed, thus spreading out all of his limbs. The girls - and Alexander - watched as the boy struggled in his bounds. Tyler twisted his body as much as he could, tried to rip the handcuffs out of their place, but to no avail. He spit - probably - all kinds of curses and profanities at the female trio but all that came out, was muffled grunts. His eyes shown his anger.
After a minute or two, that was amusement for the girls and embarrassment for the boys, Eva broke the - relative - silence:
-Okay ladies, I wouldn't like to ruin your entertainment, but Mr. - at this point she took a quick peek at the mark on Alexander's right hand - Miles is late from his class, so please be so kind and escort him to classroom 12, while I give this piggie a piece of my mind.
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Stuart walked through the maze of carelessly thrown around crates in the storage hangar, holding a bunch of papers in his hand. This part of the abandoned warehouse served as a gathering place for all of it's residents:
well built men and boys of all age were sitting on or around one of the wooden crates. Most of them passed their time with chatting with the others, reading, drinking(mostly booze), or any other kind of activity.
Stuart had neither time nor intention to join the crowd, as he always felt uncomfortable with their company around.
Climbing the metal staircase in the corner of the hangar he soon found himself on the catwalk, that lead to the room, that once functioned as a logistics office. He took a deep breath standing in front of the door, once more reviewed the papers then entered. The office was a mess, no one took the time or effort to clean and tidy the place since the building became empty: the desk in the center of the room had all kind of ledgers, bills, and a few dried out pens. The lockers were rusty, and the some of them were even missing their doors. The windows looking over the street were dark from years of dust, or broken.
The room had new pieces of items though: On one of the walls there was a detailed map of the area, decorated by arrows, circles, and other kinds of symbols, next to the door a whiteboard contained a to-do list with various items like "get smoke grenades", "rally at Earhart boulevard" and "driver: Andrews". The newest pieces of items in the room were the assault helmets, riot batons, and vests resting next to the table.
A muscular, tall man nearing his thirties stood beside the map, analyzing the symbols and adding new drawings or correcting older ones. His camouflaged pants, and shirt weren't exactly military grade, but were just good enough for his purposes.
The middle-height, thin Stuart gathered his courage and spoke:
-Hey, boss...
-Hey, Stu! - Turned around the man. - What do you have for me?
-Well, There are bad and good news as well: The interrogation of the crew didn't yield any useful intel.
-Just as i feared. Anything else?
-Jericho on the other hand, managed to reach us: There are some things here, that are worth considering. - With that Stuart handed the papers to the man.
-Great! - The man said as he ran trough the papers. - The party is on!
a world where the matriarchy has actually taken over and subjugated the men is a scary prospect, as a male 
keep it coming 