Madison dreams of her future.

Throughout the night, a bound and facial-soaked Madison dreams of her future as a Bondage ****.

'He'll take me to his Dungeon when he's done with Sasha and Mallory. He'll tell me that I'm dirty and that I need to be cleaned before he can sell me. The hose comes out...'

She shivers in her sleep as she imagines the cold water soaking her to the bone.
She gets wet.

'Maybe he'll sell me to a tough, blond dominatrix. She'll whip me. She'll flog me.

I'll have no control. I'll belong to her.'

'As her ****, I'll know my place. I have no will. I have no control.

I'll just sit there patiently as she flogs me. I'll be her good ****. I'll take my punishment- no ropes required.'

She gets even more wet.

'I'll belong to her.
I'll serve her.
I'll serve her Girlfriend.
I'll be their Bitch.

When they want me to eat their pussy, I'll do it. Shove my face into your pussy, Mistress!'

You wake up in the morning and find a large puddle by Madison's sleeping body.

"You dumb bitch- you wet the bed! That's it, you're going to pay.

You too," you say, grabbing a still half-asleep Starla by the hair.

She gives you a pleading look.
Rejected.