Chapter 23: Questioned

I sat in Linda’s ante-office, the one outside of the Overseer’s. I was wearing my sweats and my hoodie, but no tank or panties, so quickly I had got dressed. I also had no shoes on, and my bare feet looked tiny and strange poking out of the baggy sweatpants.

So let me get this totally clear, Linda pressed, there was no relationship - sexual or otherwise - between you and Trix? At any time?

No, Miss, I said, never. I swear.

Linda clearly did not believe me.

Trix has never forced or attempted to force you to do anything against your will?

No, never, I lied.

The wardens talked among themselves. There were many in the room and they came and went. I wondered where the Overseer was.

And this lover, came in the night?

Yes, I lied.

For how long had they been coming?

I don’t know, Linda, I’m sorry, it was every now and then. I lost track. I kept my eyes closed and pretended they weren’t there.

And you were not involved in any way with this situation? This person did not involve you?

I cried at looked at my hands.

Sometimes ... I...

What is it, darling? Linda asked with a falseness that was starkly apparent, even in this situation.

Sometimes I would masturbate to the sounds of them fucking, I lied.

I had no idea where the idea had come from, but it felt like a believable embellishment that brought credit to my story. Linda nodded curtly.

This lover was not forcing himself on her? Trix willingly participated?

Yes, Linda, I said, I believe so.

Was this person a member of staff?

I said I didn’t know.

And do you know why Trix was wearing a dog collar? I appreciate these are difficult questions.

I shrugged.

Sometimes she would put it on when I could see, other times I didn’t know she was wearing it. It always meant he was coming. I guess she wore it for him. Like she was submitting for him.