Chapter Twenty
The Shipping Container
My hearing disappeared and soon thereafter, I was fastened to the Stair Climber Machine and working hard, uselessly attempting to avoid both the stimulation, a mistake, and the discipline that would surely follow. My life came full circle and the wonderful interlude of extraordinary s****l satisfaction I’d enjoyed (I think), began to fade to a dim memory with as little substance as smoke in a high wind... just like everything else in my past. I worked and was disciplined immediately if I did not maintain the required pace, knowing that further of the same and more intense would follow at some point in the near future. My existence was boring and tiring and so once more, time lost all relevancy. Eventually, Master reappeared.
“Hello, Laura.” He smil
