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‘I don’t want to be a slave.’
‘Yet slave you are,’ her voice caresses my thoughts. Sex videos She lets me feel weak and exposed. I kick off my shoes, held together with duct tape. I envision all kinds of bloody scenarios involving serial killers and monsters. As I step between them I hear the hissing sound again. I think you will do well for the Commander indeed.’
‘Commander?’ I think. Our Masters will care for you.’
A sense of peace did bathe my consciousness, but I knew it didn’t fit and forced it out. My thoughts float up from the depths of my consciousness one at a time as I observe my situation in what seems like slow motion. I expect Tahlana to speak peace or reassurance into my mind, but she doesn’t. Or speak? ‘Yes,’ she answers. Where am I? I think it was a voice, but I’m not sure if I actually heard anything. Where am I? I think you will do well for the Commander indeed.’
‘Commander?’ I think.
