Little Shock

Owae's girth softened and retracted, her lithe muscles flexing as she fought to stay in the corner of the bed. Her shady milk eyes peered at the goddess in distrust. This was the person that locked her up?

In her stubbornness, when all the oxygen had been sucked out of the room, she passed out on the bed and woke up instead in a much darker room, feeling a cold device around her neck. She let out a low growl, prying at the collar and whining as it gave her a warning shock.

Owae was still as naked at the day she was born, but had been cleansed in an antibacterial chamber before being transferred to the goddesses private chambers.