Eliane

I wasn't dirty anymore. Dom allowed me to brush my teeth, take a shower, and even wash my hair. I was suddenly clean again and I looked different. He even let me blow dry my hair out before sitting down on the bed. He looked at me. I didn't know what to do so I just looked away until he walked up to me.

Grabbing my chin, Dom asked, "What do you say to someone who just helped you?" I blinked twice. Did he really want me to say thank you for letting me do basic needs? Was he really that kind of person? What did he want me to do next, ask to pee? He obviously didn't like my silence as he grip on my chin got tighter.

"Thank you." It was loud enough for him to hear and he didn't make me repeat myself. Letting go of my chin, I'm sure there would be bruises left over. Dom looked at me with a straight face. It was almost as if he was studying me. It felt weird. Someone looking at you but you not being able to say or do anything.