Gerald's POV
I left her there briefly to retrieve supplies from the car. The noise-canceling headphones I’d grabbed on impulse, water, protein bars, and a small padded restraint I’d prepared earlier.
Returning, I fitted the headphones over her ears. At first, only my voice played through them, recorded earlier but now live through my phone. “You are mine, Alicia. My property. Let everything else fade.”
The week began in earnest once we returned home under cover of night.
Day 1, She fought. I kept her blindfolded and caged in our specially prepared basement room, a small, comfortable steel cage padded for safety. The headphones she wore throughout played white noise broken only by my commands. I fed her by hand, making her suck my fingers clean after every bite. When she begged for exp
