Chapter 26 - homecoming part 3

I cried out in surprise as my mistress grabbed my arm, digging her fingers into the fat she found there. Quibly followed orders, grabbing my arm weakly, then whimpered as he attempted to pull up.

"Ma'am, she's too heavy," he whined.

"Quibly, I have no qualms doing away with you and making another to take you place. Besides, weren't you just whining that she wasn't big enough?"

Quibly sniveled and found strength somewhere. The two of them huffed as they lifted me up with their arms hooked under my shoulders. I cried out as they raised me, my belly feeling it was going to burst both from its contents and the pain it felt when I moved.

My mistress tugged me forward and Quibly instantly followed suit. Soon, we were out the door, my heels dragging on the ground as they hauled me backwards. I let out sorry, sniveling cries of protest, fearful of where they were taking me, but mostly just focused on the pain I felt in my bloated midsection as they moved me. I wanted nothing more than to be set down and allowed to lay there until my stomach no longer ached with pain at the smallest of actions.

I couldn't say how far we went. My mind was un able to process the path we took; it was too fixated on trying to bare the agony I was feeling from my heavy girth. But after what seemed like an excruciating amount of time, I was being dragged onto some kind of wide chair.

I moaned as I eagerly lay back into it, my eyes closing in pain. I couldn't help but stretch my body out, trying to relieve the pressure that pinned me down.

I hoped we weren't going to be moving again any time soon. I melted into the chair, letting out another groan, my breathing shallow and labored.

I felt my arm pulled forward and felt something wrapping around it. I opened my eyes to see my mistress pulling tight leather straps around my wrist, tying it to the thick arms of the chair.

"Quibly, get her other side."

Soon, a strap was around my other wrist as my mistress slipped a strap around my ankle, making it so I couldn't lift it from the large footrest my leg sat on. I tugged at them though I knew it was pointless.

As I struggled, I heard my mistress sigh. She came up to my side as Quibly locked my last free limb in place.

"I know, Pet. I'm sure you're nervous. I wish I could be more comforting but you've not made things easy for me the last few days and my patience does have an end," she traced her fingers down my face and I couldn't help but lean my head towards her. I knew I should be scared or angry or defiant, but I couldn't help but feel that all I wanted was for her to be praising me, rewarding me, loving me again. I felt like a child whose parent was mad at them; I just wanted her love, I just wanted things to return to what they were.

"I'm sorry, Miss. Please, Miss. I'm sorry," I whimpered.

"Oh, Dearest," she said without softening, making my insides sink again. "What a tease you are."

She turned and I saw her grab for something. When she was facing me again, she had a mask in her hands.

"Miss! Please, no! I'm too full. Please, let me rest!" I cried, tears nearly springing from my eyes as I thought of putting more into my bloated belly. I pulled fruitlessly against my restraints, making my belly jiggle and pain echo through me once more.

"Shh," my mistress' curtly admonished me. Her eyes were still steely as she put a hand to my forehead and roughly tipped my head back. "It's not for now. I just need to get you hooked up for later. This is a special room, it'll feed you when you are ready for it again and not a moment before, so stop your complaints."

I didn't have it in me to protest any more, my limbs releasing their tension and going limp. I didn't put up any resistance as she slipped the familiar tube into my mouth. Then she clasped it around my head and turned away from me.

Once she took her hands from the mask, she reached for my right ear. I felt something pull on the lobe and I winced. As her hand left my side, I caught a glimpse of a simple gold stud with a circle of jade inside.

"Quibly, take care of the rest," my mistress said as she strutted out of the room. "Get comfortable, Dearest. This room is now your new home.

"And in two short weeks, be ready for quite the surprise."