She came a bit early as promised. Just like every other day, I was home alone. She was wearing a salwar suit. She quickly started her daily chores and...after completing those, she went for a bath asking me to wait.I waited for her in my room only wearing my undies. She entered my room wearing a black nightie she brought and her long black hair was open and reached up to her ass. She came near me and started kissing me. It started as a simple smooch and then we went onto kiss each other. We would find a way; we always found a way. We were close and open that way so I guess it wasn't too bad.I must admit, it wasn’t horrendous all the time. Once the younger kids had gone to bed it calmed down and I even quite enjoyed the evenings. I got on well with my Aunt Jackie, my mum’s sister, and always have done – me and Abbie have always been close as she’s only got boys. Jackie was a glamourous and funny lady and I looked up to her. I tried to emulate everything about it when I was. ..is my little sub Bitch worried about what is happening?” Mistress Alyson smiling even more, as she continued to stare at her now trapped married prey, still standing outside the patio doors.“I suppose I could explain a few things to you...pick up the rest of your belongings and come inside My Bitch...it is time for you to accept some truths.”Whether it was my current position, dressed in lingerie presenting myself on Mistress Alyson’s patio my clothes/phone/car keys visibly removed from me,. I'd rahver yew left 'ere..." I saw her chest heave as she tried to control her emotions, "than risk putting yew frew it again."I was soon returned to my cell - our cell. I forgave Steve for getting me into that mess without question or need for further explanation. I knew she loved me, that she would do what she could, within her abilities to protect me. When I felt well enough again, which took several months; she gently, at first, showed me her love in ways that helped me forget the horrors.