Chapter Three
She awoke in the morning at the sound of the key in the lock. Mrs Bradshaw entered and before Emma could get out of bed pulled the covers off her.
“Kneel on the bed,” she said. “And remove the rubber plug.”
Emma did as she was ordered, gingerly inching the black little dildo out of her ass.
“Wash and dry it,” said Mrs Bradshaw.
Emma went to the basin and rinsed the plug clean. Her bottom felt strangely hollow. She longed to touch it, feel if the aperture was larger, but she dared not with Mrs Bradshaw present. She handed the plug back.
“You have twenty minutes to perform your bathroom functions,” Mrs Bradshaw said. “Then Suzie will appear with your breakfast.”
She went out, closing the door behind her. Emma put her hand to her lip where Gerry had hit her and touched it
