Chapter Eight
Time passing…
Emily’s life took on distinct rituals for the next several weeks. Each day Justin established himself more surely as her master. Forms of their previous life disappeared until she could hardly remember how she lived before. Justin chose her clothes, pulled from some unseen closet and laid out on her cot every morning while she was showering or on the toilet. When she was home, she needed his permission for every act no matter how simple: eating, drinking, going to the bathroom were no longer givens but privileges. When he was gone, he left notes instructing her how to spend her time cleaning the house, preparing his meals and doing laundry. Though these had always been her jobs, they were now performed with the submissive devotion of a slave.
brit and Justin
