Sybil couldn’t feel anything as she fought the devils arguing now that she had been taken down. The pain, the fear, the need. Then he spoke, the man who centered her world. The man who consumed her with his desires.

“Let’s see what she has to say for herself.”
Slow her eyes opened, she watched the woman moving over her. The woman worked as gently as she could, but the gag was big and her jaw cramped. She felt the tears slip down her face then pop it escaped her teeth. The woman’s gentle fingers stroked her wiping away the tears again.

The gentle eyes full of concern looked down on her. Sybil felt the concern. She met the gaze and nodded once then turned her head slowly to look at her Master.