“It will be moved out of sick bay today and will reside in slave quarters from now on. Doctor will check the healing of its anus as well as its piercings as often as she deems necessary. It is never allowed to speak unless spoken to. Its only responses to others will be yes, no, or it does not know. When it responds to my questions or directions, its every response will be yes, no, or it does not know, followed by Sir. Do I make myself clear, slave?”
Annabelle’s mouth was now free of the gag and her arms were no longer bound. She pictured herself sitting up and spewing vomit all over Sir’s immaculate white shirt. Oh, to be able to vomit on him…
“Yes, Sir,” Annabelle whispered.
Sir pushed Annabelle’s knees so far apart, her hips rose up to accommodate the strain. Sir bent down to closely
