Hi,
This is a sequal to my previous story The Dentist posted a week or so ago. I hope you will enjoy it as well. Like last time, my Mistress made my me post this story.
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**Bracelet**
The smell of a bakery wakes me up, I open my eyes feeling my muscles being sore. I stretch my arms and yawn. The beams of sunlight highlight parts of a mostly dimmed room, with the window open it got a bit chilly on this spring morning. I wonder whether the smell of the bakery is coming from outside or from the house. I get out of bed and try to open the door but the handle isn’t moving. I hear a beeping sound and some white noise as a voice becomes clear.
“Ah, you’re finally awake, I am baking some cookies to take my mind of what I will do to you. I don’t know what kind of dentists you go to, but this is definitely the last straw’’
A cold sweat breaks out. The dentist was not a dream? But how did I end up here? Did my mistress find me or someone else?