Insatiable Hunger: Chapter 08
When I woke up, every muscle in my body was sore and I was sticky with dried sweat. A testament to my ordeal the night before. I slowly get myself out of bed glancing at the fresh sheet and blanket on the counter. I step into the bathroom. Going to the bathroom was quite an ordeal, I didn’t feel like the bidet got everywhere it needed to with the belt. “Good thing there is a shower in here,” I say aloud to myself. I step into the shower and notice that the fixtures have changed. Now in addition to the overhead shower, there is an attached handheld showerhead. Between this and the new sheets, Master really does think of everything, doesn’t he, I muse. As I stand under the warm cascade of water, the handheld …