"I belong to Myra.."

BabySub kept repeating over and over, Myra's call deep in her soul. Chained against the wall, she pulled against the bonds, feeling Mistress Ruby's forehead against her own.

"I belong to Myra.. I need to go to her.."

Mumbling to herself, Babysub had nothing else in her mind apart from Myra. She closed her eyes, and started rocking back and forth, confusion reining.

"Myra... Mistress Ruby.. Myra.. Lord Mobius... Sir Chksng.. Myra.. who...?"

A tear fell, landing on the ground, leaving a stain. She looked up, seeing the others, watching the people milling about.

"Who do I belong to?" she whispered to herself.

'Myra.' The answer immediate in her mind.

She was growing hot, desperate for Myra's touch. The Vampiress had a strong hold over BabySub, and she imagined she could actually feel Myra's touch on her skin. Flushed, BabySub moaned gently to herself, her hands in tight little balls, her toes curling.

"Please... oh please, touch me... yes.."