Mya’s POV:
Elder John trudged over to me and kicked me in the stomach. I held onto my stomach as I curled into a ball, gasping for air. He whipped himself out and peed on me. “You missed a spot, slave,” he said, laughing. When he finished his business with me, he left. I sat up and wiped away my tears as I clutched my stomach. Domina mind-linked me. “Where are you at?”
“Elder John’s den cleaning,” I linked back.
“Are you done?”
I am now, I thought. “Yes,” I responded.
“Come to my den,” she said before she cut off the mind-link.
My stomach throbbed in pain. When I gathered myself, I slowly picked up the cleaning supplies, went to the first floor, where the supply closet was located, and put the supplies away. I closed the supply room door and heaved a heavy breath as pee was sti
