She struggled somewhat and I held out my hands to help her. She stepped out onto the bath mat, dripping, and knelt in front of me. “M ... David ... please ... let me call you Master.”I sighed, yet again. “Very well.” I turned away to run the shower warm.Her hair was matted and filthy. It took some time under the shower to get the filth out and tease out the worst of the tangles; happily the shower is fed from the boiler, not from a tank, so we didn’t run out of warm water.We dried off – I dried her back – and she put the collar back on. I opened my mouth to object, but shut it again. Baby steps. Baby steps, Dave. In ‘her’ room I brushed and combed and used the hair-dryer Fran didn’t take with her. At length – good word, that – I saw dark auburn, wavy hair to below her shoulder-blades. “You have beautiful hair,” I told her.She sniffed. Make that ‘sniffled’. She looked round and up at me and her eyes – khaki-coloured eyes – were glistening.“Have you eaten enough? Had enough to drink?. The guys couldn’t help but notice, but we weren’t going to share anything until it was time. After dinner, though, the story continued.* * *After the first night with the dog, Pa would have been sure it would have left an impact on me. I had to smile to myself, though. I didn’t know so much about an impact on me, but it certainly had an impact in me. The experience of the knot inside me was so completely filling and a****listic. It was thoroughly taboo and forbidden, but fulfilling and pleasurable at the same time. And, was it really any more taboo than the i****t by father and brothers that had already been forced on me. But, even if he felt the night outside with the dog should have been enough, his controlling and dominating mind would decide that if one night was good, more nights would be even better. I just had to make sure he had the reasons he needed.My escape plan was predicated on two important requirements. They were keeping me naked and restricted, so it was going to be.
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