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Chapter 21 by Corruptor Corruptor

What awaits?

Situation: Normal

You open the door and breathe a heavy sigh of relief that Anne is still tied up, if a little looser. It seems the bonds were well-tied. She looks up as you enter the house, her visage dripping with dark lust, enhanced by her predicament and dripping eyeliner. Her grunts into the gag complete the unsettling look.

You figure it best to ignore her for the time being. You really have paid a lot of attention to her since this all started; a little cold-shoulder treatment might be what she needs. The chair is already positioned in such a way that Anne can't see the kitchen area from where she is facing. Good, you want to let her wonder if maybe you'd forgotten to take care of her. Yes, let that bitch squirm; how dare she defy y--? Wait. You shake your head. These thoughts are quite disturbing, and you know they aren't really your own. You really need to figure out a way to get through these six days.

A quick canned soup with cold water consists of your meal. You wait until you are entirely done before you cook Anne a bowl. Steeling yourself, you walk back over to her and remove the gag.

Coughing dryly she looks up at you. "FUCK, starving me? You're kinkier than I thought!"

"Just eat," you tersely reply, spoon-feeding her. She makes it quite difficult, occasionally letting soup dribble down her lips and trying to deep-throat the spoon. Still, you are finally able to feed her the soup. You clean her off and help her drink a glass of water.

Once she is done, you pass out in the bedroom, your last thoughts before sleep: "please, stay with me, Anne..."

Does she?

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