“Get back on the bed.” The voice booms through her head as if coming from all directions. Big cock “Good, I suggest you hydrate well and use the toilet while you’re up, it will be another twelve hours before you get another chance.”
Sandra takes her fill of water before wobbling her way to the toilet, the forced perspective of the camera making her a bit dizzy. The canvas shell lifts, taking her with it, and is being carried somewhere. Do you have any questions?”
“Who are you?” Sandra asks, not expecting a real answer. I will remain your master until you are freed, you do not need to know my name, because you will address me only as Master or Sir.”
Sandra’s stomach turns at the thought, but his answer offers her a glimmer of hope and Sandra jumps on it. Besides, how is she to escape if she can’t hear or see anything beyond what is presented to
