My head is down, ears and eyes still covered but I can hear boots creeping closer.
"If I have to come back in here, so help you all, we will start tomorrow's training right now. Yall decide. Keep in mind, it's the Annual Anal Appreciation banquet next week. Just so you know what your next few days will look like."
The boots walk off, everyone is shuffling and skittering back to their cots. I swore I heard a cage open after the lights went out, right before the door's heavy deadbolt lock clicked into place.
"I love you, Faith." She whispers one last time before I hear her body turn over on the creaking cot.
I loved you too, Mandi, but there is no room for love in a like place like this. Only obedience. All I ever wanted was to become a proper pet. To live my life in service to the man I love. I never erected to come here and fall in love. Especially not with a woman. My chest hurt, but not like the rest of my body. This was a deep brooding pain. It radiated throughout my entire soul. I was angry, confused, nervous... so many things. Words and feelings I couldn't even fathom right now. As I laid there listening out to small snores coming from Mandi, I knew that as much as I wanted to, it wasn't going to be easy getting over her. Not when she was going to spend the next month or so next to me. I sighed quietly to myself and started counting the ways I could avoid her all together. I try to push it out if my mind, but all I can do is drift back to the night I fell for her.
It was day four of training, I had been sobbing every night. Mandi was the first one to offer me comfort. She sat on the floor beside me and stuck her finger through the hole in the crate for me to hold onto. Such a small piece of flesh and bone, but it was all it took. She would sit with me until I fell asleep.
A few nights later she had figured out how to unbolt her cot from the ground and slid it over to mine. That was the night everything changed. I realized she wasn't just someone who made me feel better. She made me feel an array of things that I still couldn't untangle.
I try to push the memory away. I don't want to think about her anymore. All I can think about is how she squeezed her little hands through as much as she could to caress me. Her mouth sucking through metal to find my nipples. Me, grinding my crotch onto her fingertips as she tried to hold them out for me. The quiet orgasms we shared. I can't stop thinking about them. I can't stop thinking about her. I slid my hand down to cup myself between my legs only to touch the cold hard metal of the chastity belt I was put in. A whole week as punishment. I feel anger for Mandi rising up inside me again. How can I love and hate her so much?
