Chapter Fourteen
My New Tongue Plate, Collar & Gag
The next days were desperately boring. However, in the back of my mind, I was terrified of the next step in what was soon to be done to me and that underlying terror had become a constant part of my life now.
Other than being taken out for bathing and meals, I was kept imprisoned in the silent, black room all the time, either strapped into my chair or on the bed, bored mindless. The only clothing I was permitted, if it could be called that, were my restraints, the helmet, bra and chastity belt. The former guest bedroom was air conditioned and kept at a pleasant temperature, but there was nothing for me to do in there, other than to think about what had happened and what was going to be done to me next. The silence was total, thanks to t
