“Okay, slave, let’s get you down from there and see to your more mundane needs. And I have needs and enjoyments of my own to sate while I still have you alive.”
Goddess steps to the fire and takes me down from that branch. Then she partially unties me, leaving only my feet bound together at the ankles and my wrists and elbows tied back behind me. Carrying me over to her hammock, she positions me kneeling upright before it and sits in it crosswise facing me. Then she delves in her sack of food.
With her trusty dagger in hand my beloved owner begins cutting slices of fruit. She hand-feeds me some of these and consumes the others herself. She smiles almost dotingly upon me; her continued good humor as effective an ailment as those juicy slices. She even smoothes back my shriveled hair and
