Chapter Twelve
Bed Bound
John
I knew that she was feeling sorry for herself as soon as I walked in and stared down into her eyes, but I also knew she understood her position and accepted it, despite occasional doubts. I couldnt and wouldnt relent in the continual exercise of enforcing her obedience and increasing her controllability, for that would lead to her controlling the situation more than she already did. I held up the cover-plate to her chastity belt, again endowed with the ankle-length inhibitor bar.
Time to put this on.
Nnnnngghh! Nnnuuhhh! she moaned, shaking her head in rejection.
Yes! You have to wear it! Now, spread your legs!
Moaning with resignation, tears brimming her eyes, she did as she was told. While Christine had been completing her toilet Id change
