She saw the fence and though escape flashed through her mind, she dared not even come close, especially when she caught sight of one of the dogs on th... other side which growled and bared its teeth.She felt the sun on her face and for a few seconds was lost in the simple joy of warmth and light. But she knew the taste of the whip and there were other duties to perform including a workout on the exerciser so she returned and busied herself in having the house readied for her masters.That night. Buttercup was no more adept in using the sharp knife she gripped in her plastic-gloved hand than she was in wrapping the same cold, pink flesh in clear plastic, but in truth her ability at cutting and slicing was not what determined her reward at the end of the day.At first, Tracey thought when Frank grabbed her from behind that Buttercup might use the knife she held in her hand to stab it into the scrawny man in his battered grey suit. But despite her obvious annoyance, she meekly followed him. Between the drink, the Gatorade and the water I kept sipping, I kept my energy up, but I didn’t feel good.Fuck, puke, pull their faith programming, drink Gatorade, shower, rest, gulp some drink, repeat. That was pretty much my entire weekend.After cleansing Krystal, I realized everyone who I had cleansed, while still friendly, were oddly distant with me. These people were like ... well, not family to me, but we were like an extended family through the commonality the need and the faith they. I thought you'd be in combat gear the next time I saw you.”“I'm sure we can arrange that,” I bark. “Have your goons give me my stuff back, and I'll finish the job.”“Such platitudes.” He shakes his head. He approaches me. “Get on your knees.”“Fuck you.”Lucy gives me a look that says things will get worse if I don't. I'm not sure why she cares.Soon, I'm lowering myself down, the tile floor cold on my knees.“Much better,” Bolvek says. “The people will be surprised to see their hero like this.”I.