Her eyes bugged out, the whites standing out against her dark chocolate skin. Sheena cried out behind her gag, but all that escaped were incoherent screams. Sheena knew! She somehow knew that I wasn’t meant to be here and was trying to blow my chance at escape. Why? What did she care about... Then I had it. If she could expose my bid to get away, then she would be back in Livia’s good graces. Maybe even not have to go back out there, into the chaotic world of non-submission, but instead remain at Livia’s feet, cuffed and collared.
But the orderlies didn’t care. As Sheena strained against the ropes, her screams behind the muzzle gag reaching a fever pitch, all they thought was that they had on their hands a rebellious slave who had promised to be good but now had changed her mind.
“You f*
