Day Three
“It’s all psychological, my pretty captive boy.”
Karen peers down at Roberto’s supine and well restrained form. Having opened the coffin lid, she dangles over his face the plastic water bottle, filled with coolness, teasingly offering refreshment to he who has not eaten for two days and received only the one offering of life sustaining liquid.
“First we purge everything from your body. And you must agree, lying in that smelly stuff, you’ve been well purged. Then everything induced is by way of my hand. And that will have to be earned. It results in a kind of bonding thing. You may not like it, but you’ll first learn dependency, then accept it and finally revel in it. You’ll not have a care in the world, Roberto. Everything will be offered to you, done for you... you just have
