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The shock starts to dissipate as I head to my room. I sit on our soft maroon overstuffed sofa and wrap my green and grey patchwork blanket around myself. I analyse every thought and action trying to figure out what went wrong. I did everything I was told to do, maybe I shouldn't have stayed? Nobody told me what to do if that request happened; how can she punish me for something I wasn't informed of? Then back to fear as the words 'Silver Room' flash in and out of my thoughts. I stood tall, or as tall as I get, which isn't much.
" She trots urgently but elegantly over to me and takes a seat on the sofa across from mine. I arrived in the lower levels, the décor down here various shades of black, white and grey; nothing like the earthy tones used upstairs.
Kinsey, sensing my change from panicked to numb, leans back against the wall. I do the usual preparation, shave what needs to be shaved and wash thoroughly. "The Superior said that I can stay here with you, so maybe it won't be that bad? Kinsey dressed in a one-piece and was going for sexy but see-through. After several silent minutes, I look at her and like she can sense it, she looks up and meets my eyes. I use a special sealant, which means it can't come off unless you use the remover. With my porcelain skin, the nude blends seamlessly and it just looks like I have three tiny black squares covering my nipples and pussy. The nude and black combo gives the illusion that there is less material than there actually is.