Chapter Eight
A Return to Normality And Babs
An hour later, I had been freed of everything. Thomas clipped my house leash to the back of my regular collar then took me to the bathroom on the upper floor and once there, I spent a long, long time soaking and showering, enjoying the feeling of finally being out of the oppressive suit and restraints I’d been held a prisoner in for the past three weeks.
It had been a very stern introduction to my suit and harness and I could not imagine having to live in it for an extended period, but it had, in retrospect, been a mostly enjoyable experience. Even though only having been out of everything for a short time, I looked forward to my next experience. “I must be totally crazy to want this!” I thought while drying myself with a big fluffy towel and
