Seele's Secret

Keeping Seele restrained to the hospital bed, Quasim used shears to cut Seele’s clothes off, not leaving a stitch on her. He tossed her clothes in a basket for his assistant to go through, checking for any valuables, identification, weapon,etc. He checked her over for injuries from head to toe, casually spitting in any cuts to heal with his saliva.

“Date of your last period?” Quasim asked, picking up a chart.

Seele spat at his face. “Fuck off! I’ll never tell you monsters anything!” She screamed.

“We can find that out with tests.” Quasim said, setting aside the chart. “Are you using any birth control?” He asked as his examination became more invasive. His touch was gentle but determined. “Again, we can test for any form of birth control so refusing to answer or lying will only bring you pain.”

Seele tried to struggle free, yelling in anger. “LYLE!” She screamed.

Quasim sighed in annoyance. He called in a pair of assistants, one that carried a collar. The assistant locked the collar around Seele's neck, then handed a fob to Quasim. Quasim pressed the button on the fob, sending painful volts of electricity through Seele’s body. “That is a temporary pain, but I am capable of causing you much more pain.” He opened a cabinet revealing whips, small knives, other instruments of torture. “You know what my power is, I can hurt you, I can cut you to pieces until you're on the brink of death and all I’d have to do to bring you back to life is piss on you. Then torture you again. You think a simple medical exam is so bad?”

“I'll fight you until my last breath!” Seele yelled through the pain.

“Stupid girl, you don't have to make this so hard for yourself. We have ways of breaking baselines.” he turned to speak to his assistants before turning back to Seele. “Either you will speak civilly or we're all going to assume you have an insatiable appetite like most baseline females and want us to have our way with you.” One of the assistants was already unbuckling his belt.

Seele froze at that sound and glared at them. “I'd rather die than have children for any of you!” She seethed.

Quasim smiled, he had gotten her to stop screaming. The assistant buckled his belt again. “Things are not as you may have thought. Metas are going to win in the long run. We are dominant, not submissive slaves the rest of the world wants us to be. As a baseline you should consider what you need to do to stay on our side. I do not need to ask you anything, I can conduct tests to learn everything important about you. It would be more pleasant for you to give your answers instead of having the answers forcibly taken. It would save me time as well.” He picked up the chart. “So have you ever been sexually active?”

“No and I don’t plan to be any time soon.” Seele spat out the words harshly, glaring at him. “I have been working with the Underground to help Metas! I never imagined any of you as slaves! Why lock me up?!”

“Oh, the Underground.” Quasim sneered. “The Underground is not sustainable the way they are going about things. So you are not sexually active yet.” Quasim wrote on the chart. “You will want to reconsider becoming active. The most useful thing you can do for Amihan is to bear meta children. If you comply you will only be given to two or three men who will mate with you when you’re fertile. If you choose to be stubborn- you won’t even get to have clothes. You will be used for breeding and whenever any of the men want gratification- you’ll lose count how many of them use you.” Quasim ran his hand over Seele’s stomach. “If you ask nicely I could cover you in a blanket.”

Seele kept silent, glaring at him.

“We prefer seeing you naked anyways.” Quasim said as one of his assistant’s got a needle and drew a few vials of blood.

Seele grimaced, but didn’t fight. She had not been sexually active for reasons and the biggest one was that she could not have children. “You’ll be wasting your time…” She murmured.

“You’re the only one trying to waste time.” Quasim resumed his invasive exam of Seele. His hands were cold.

Seele laughed. “I can’t have babies, idiot.”

“You will, or we’ll have fun trying to put one in you.” Quasim said, not liking being called an idiot. “I’ll let my assistant teach you respect.” He said, stepping back. The assistant was close to seven feet tall and had to weigh close to four hundred pounds. He unzipped his fly.

“I’m serious. My medical history will tell you!” Seele snapped, angry.

“Will you apologize for being rude?” Quasim asked. His assistant was undoing his belt.

“Yes, I’m sorry for my rudeness, but I really can’t have children.” Seele’s tone suggested honesty. She felt her face flush in shame. Not being able to have children was the one thing in her life she was most embarrassed about.

The assistant looked very disappointed to zip up his pants again.

“What’s the cause of your infertility?” Quasim asked.

Seele laid her head down. “Bad genetics…that’s all I could figure out from the doctors words. They said there was no fix for it…”

“In Amihan we have abilities beyond what they can manage on the outside.” Quasim said.

Seele doubted they could fix her…