You lock back the safe

Hell no! You are not going to take risks that can ruin you. If you decide to be stupid for the second time, you will just simply just pay the price for the second time. There is nothing magical waiting for you down this path. Your mind knows this very well.

You close the safe with the key, then you tiptoe back to the holo-tv, kneel down next to the bed, and continue to watch the channel (which is still horrible).

An hour later Master arrives. He pats you on the head for being a good girl, then he takes some performance enhancing ****, and fucks the shit out of you. Hours later, as you lie on the sheet, panting, with all three of your openings thoroughly utilized, he kisses you on the cheek, and asks you a question:

“Are you happy to be a ****?” you hear.

“Yes, Master,” you nod.

“How long will you be a ****?” he asks.

“Forever, Master,” you nod.

“Repeat these back for me,” he says.

“I love be a ****, Master, and I will be a **** forever,” you answer.

“Good,” he places back the ballgag in your mouth, and returns you to your original position.

For a few hours, you just sit there, and watch the show. Then eventually you get tired, and you slowly drift into sleep.