That early afternoon as I was making my final preparations for our night of community improvement via the aid of a jolly good fire, I had the sudden n...tion that I ought to be offering my own prayers to the nearby shrine, located right at the south end of the Ormsbridge. Refusing to bullied or intimidated, I acted with my usual contrariness and willfully instead pilfered a ripe apple that had been placed into the offertory bowl. Now it was accepted for tramps of the roads without a coin in their. ?Get moving,? the man said, gesturing towards one of the streets leading away from the market square. Garanna did as she was told, starting to walk in front of the man. The town was fairly small and it didn't take very long to reach one of the gates. He took a quick look around to make sure there was no one to see him before turning to open a locked door to a house by the street.When he turned his back on Garanna, she reacted immediately with a swift punch at the back of his head, knocking him. I didn't want to think about that day. It was the ultimate humiliation and painful experience of my life. I opened my eyes, remembering. "I was scared, Master, of encountering you again. Of meeting up with you and being degraded and, once again, put through pain." There. I said it.But, now I couldn't stop. "I didn't want to wear the dog -- my -- collar for you, Master. I didn't want to be dragged around the store by my leash anymore." Tears were filling my eyes as we stood there, outside the. Which, I have to say, was as neat a trick as my cooking.Battle over, we sat down. He was grinning again. We were both breathing hard. He reached over and hooked one finger into my mouth through the gag, touching my tongue, and pulled me toward him a bit. "I'll take this gag off so you can eat,” he panted, “One word, though, and you can try to eat with it on. I'm sure it's not impossible."I nodded a little, more in understanding than agreement. He unfastened the straps and lifted the bars out of.