Tell Fiz about the tracker

"Mhmmmm!!!!" you yell into your gag as loud as your superior lungs let you.

"Slaves don't behave like that," Fiz says and he slaps you.

"Mhmmmm!!!!" you keep yelling into your gag.

Only to get slapped again.

And again.

And again.

Right until Fiz finally sighs, and he unlocks your ballgag.

"What is it, slave?" he frowns.

"There is a tracker in my bowels. A group of pirates put it inside me to get to you," you say.

"That means..." he says, his face growing pale. "Why are you telling me this?"

"I'd rather be your slave than theirs," you answer.

"Now that's some good thinking, my pet," he answers.

Then he proceeds to smack the hell out of you for your insolence.