The longer I sat, the more drowsy I became, until I felt like I was about to fall asleep. I fought it, unable to understand why I was suddenly so tired. Later I would realize I had been drugged, but at that moment I was more relaxed than I had ever been in my life. I went limp in the tub and vaguely remember sliding down into the water where I probably would have drowned had my new Master not scooped me out like I weighed nothing.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, unable and unwilling to fight him as he carried me out of the bathroom. Eventually, my head lolled back and my arms went limp but my mind snapped into sudden awareness, the drowsy comfort I enjoyed in the bathtub vanished like mist in the wind. I was fully awake, but I couldn't move a muscle. It took a few minutes of me futilely trying to wiggle my feet that I realized I was paralyzed. I could not so much as wiggle my toes.
I panicked, futilely trying to kick, squirm, roll, anything! However, the only outward sign of my panic was my eyes rolling around in my head and my increased respiration.
I was laid on a steel table on my back, the metal icy cold to my skin, and I heard a voice next to my face say, "Calm down slut, now you really are helpless aren't you!"
He laughed and I managed to force a moan of protest past my numb lips, while in my head I was calling him all sorts of vile names.