#thirstyposting

open *you let your jaw drop slightly, knowing that its easier that way, the scars and remaining bruises covering your body a painful reminder, of the last time you tested your boundaries* further. *She sounds almost bored from your daily routine, but you follow along as your eyes move slowly downwards, away from Her face, seeing past Her half naked body to the cage you will spend your night in again*

good girl~ *Her tone changed again, its sweet, dances through the air and your body reacts outside of your control, your eyes closing, the corners of your mouth rising slighty, the heat rushing over your face, and your thighs clenching together, you still think this is wrong, how come She has so much power over you, after all that She did, and why do you crave it still, hoping every breath she takes will be followed by praise or the slightest attention, you hated her you despised her you didn't understand why she did this to you, months in her basement, beating you, shocking you, chained to the wall, installing a tracker while you had another drug induced sleep, but never raising her voice, never looking dissapointed, never demanding anything of you, never making you feel like a failure, your bed, even if it used to be on the floor, was comfortable and warm, it had stuffies and blankets and had all the comfort you needed, and the food, served in a dog bowl, with an unfamiliar name on it, was always exceptional and never included something you couldnt eat or didnt like. Still it took you a few weeks and multiple days of starving again and again until you did eat out of the bowl, she always looked so concerned and sad back then, when you didn't eat her food, but she never forced you too. All this has faded today however. She rarely beats you anymore and you have a lot more freedoms too. As you're deep in your thoughts reminiscing about what must have been some half a year ago, She drops a familiar pill into your mouth, followed by the sweet taste of Her saliva, since when did you enjoy Her spit you can't tell though you still try and act as if you don't, but it doesn't matter, as you swallow, what She lovingly called you're pudding, you didn't trust the pills back then but she would always win and youd end up taking them anyways. You make out the command to swallow as you're deep in thought, but it wasn't even needed anymore, as you gladly let the pill flush down your throat*

that's it there you go, open up again, tounge out. Now move it up further. *you do as your told and almost instantly feel Her fingers slide under the bottom of your tounge, placing a small pill on the floor of your mouth, before pushing your tounge down on it with 2 fingers, you look up at Her again, as your taught, you long forgot to be angry or scared of Her*

good pet so well behaved, it took a few months but I'm so glad you finally warmed up to me, you know I felt just awful keeping you down there, but look at how far you came! I mean it, look at yourself *She hooks Her fingers, that were holding your tongue in place, into your cheek and gently guides your head towards Her mirror, you see yourself, kneeling infront of Her, your hair now shoulder long, its much softer now, She did wash you thoroughly and taught you which products to use, your cheeks are bigger and your jaw isn't so sharp anymore either, the needle epilation was tortourus, but the results made you happier than you've ever been, you never were able to shave very well and every rough patch, and every cut felt like a dagger in your heart, though why, you didnt quite understand back then, the collar you've been wearing ever since She picked you up, is snuggly around your neck and comfortable too, She didnt need the shock function in so long, not to behave you anyways. your eyes drop further to your chest, clearly budding and showing off your small tits, you gained some weight, 20 pounds or more if you had to guess, and you have a little pouch now, but it feels good, right even, you don't hate how your body is shaped anymore. Especially your bottom gained most of the fat, your hips, butt and thighs are much bigger now, kneeling is far more comfortable now then it used to be.*

*youre falling deeper in thought thinking back about when you met her, you didn't realise what was happening when she showed up, saw you crying with the few belongings you had that night, your parents kicked you out, apparently Someone send them your online activity, the pictures you posted online to validate yourself and deal with your depression and hatred of your body, among other things. After a weeks of your parents getting more and more letters full of pictures and screenshots of your blog, your fragile relationship with them crumbled, but she was there, appeared right when you needed her, you were cautious but didnt know where else to turn, your friends having ghosted you as well. It was of course naive to get in her car, to let her drive you to her place to "crash for a few days" but you were desperate and at the end of your line, you fell asleep while she drove you, there must have been something in the water she gave you, and you woke up then in her basement. But that has been months. You got used to sleeping there, eating Her food, and taking those pills voluntairly, you learned quickly that it's easier that way*

ya i know there empty but i wanted to drink the juice

 bumped into my mom... at 4 am carrying liqujid-only picklejars into my room!!!