Chapter Forty-nine
The Newest Discipline Tool
Our lives in here, if they can be defined as life, continued at the same glacial cadence, slowly grinding out any and all rebellion we exhibited. Isabella had slowly grown more and more used to her incarceration, harness, and the restriction it imposed, but I often saw signs of her despair in the form of tear trails from under her blinder panel. It is impossible for either of us to see the other’s eyes, and the lip and tongue rings prevent any sort of expression or speech, even if we had not been fitted with the anti-noise collar devices. I have, at last, resigned myself to having to live in my restraints and to being kept on a leash for the rest of my life, but not this kind of extreme restraint! Babs continued to ensure we obeyed every sing
