Olivia’s POV
Again, I lost all track of time while in confinement, but when I was finally released, I was taken to Damien’s tower to be showered, cleaned, and changed. This time, without Damien present, I made no objections to the process and even helped as I pulled up the light blue panties. I held my arms out to make it easier for the servants to put on the matching bra.
The new undergarments were silky soft against my skin, clearly of high make and quality. It almost made me feel bad for having rejected them outright… until I looked in the mirror.
I stared at myself while the servants dried and styled my hair, making me become the person that Damien wanted me to be, even down to my underwear.
Though these were only small things – the style of my hair and makeup, the color of my unde
