Chapter Thirteen
Dressing For The Part – Suit, Boots, Helmet & Mask
Both nurses left me for a moment, then returned with the obviously heavy rubber suit that would soon encase and, quite literally, entomb me.
“This is where it gets really serious, Slave Janna,” Connie gloated. “I intend to keep you in your suit for the remainder of your life. It’s pretty much a space suit designed for use here on Earth, for it will sustain and protect you from the outer world and, it will keep you very securely my prisoner inside.”
“Just for your information,” she said while I stared in horror at the heavy, evilly gleaming black garment. “Your new suit is made of a sandwich of three distinct layers, bonded to each other. The inner, skin-contact layer has all of the sensors I need to keep abreast of you
