Months later

"Mhmmmmmm!" you give out a muffled sound, gritting your teeth against the ballgag, your hands grabbing the metal frame, as the vibrator keeps tormenting you.

You keep imagining your past self. You feel like slapping her in the face. Life under Rebecca is brutal. You have to sleep every night in a cage. You are punished and vibed mercilessly often for no particular reason. Your only source of fun is the times when you have to please her sexually. But that is only a small part of your time. And her desires come first.

You toy with the idea of an escape. But how? And where? You don't even know which planet you are on. You have no papers. No money. No nothing. Rebecca informed you a few weeks ago that your ship was melted down (as a police vessel it would have been to dangerous to sell it), so even finding it and leaving is out of question.

And that means... Living your life this way? Forever? You struggle to accept it. But you have to admit there really isn't an alternative.

You can hear footsteps, and you tense. You can feel the vibrator turned off. Finally! Then Rebecca removes the hood from your head.

"Come on, pet. We are going to do some training," she says. Once again you are dressed in your cat outfit. The role she wants you to spend the rest of your life in.

You have to act like a cat for hours. Walking on all fours, licking yourself, playing with toys. You even have to eat and drink this way. As Rebecca takes taming you to your new role seriously.

Once playtime is over you are locked back in your cage. Looks like today she doesn't want sex. This is the only place where you are permitted to not wear latex in order to let your skin breathe. But even here there are precautions to prevent you from escaping.

"Mhmmm!" you grunt, trying to get rid of the cuffs and the collar. But there is no way for you to get rid of them. Even if you would. The cage is there.

"I told you: you need to forget that you are a person," Rebecca says firmly. "The sooner you learn to do that, the sooner you stop suffering."