Despite the mantras flowing robotically from my mouth, the only thoughts in my head were of my friends and family. Whenever the Cunt is given a meal in a bowl or on the floor, this is the position you will be in to eat. There was no way for me to know what kinds of mind altering drugs he put in there. I’m sure you’re hungry so eat up.”
I stared at the liquid with suspicion. “The Cunt may squat over the bowl and pee to relieve itself.” I couldn’t believe what he was saying. “You should also be aware that not only is this room is soundproof, but if you should utter a single word louder than a whisper before I return the sensor on your collar will pick it up and give you a rather nasty reminder about your first rule.” He turned and left the room, the clopping of his footsteps echoed off the hard cement floor until it sounded like they were proceeding on wooden stairs headed upwards. Also be sure to follow me because I’ve written a good number of stories and there’s going to be a lot more of this one as well. I quickly deduced that the shocks only started when I lowered my arms so hurriedly my hands flew back up to my undersized breasts
