Dear Diary,


I found her sleeping in front of my door.

Geez.

It's amazing how a dog knows its way home. I'm not saying she's a dog. It's just that the saying fits so well.

Don't mind me.

I took her in anyway.

Even though she ran away from home.

I nursed her back and even gave her favourite food.

I think she earned the privilege of not being chained anymore.

She isn't allowed to wander around the house, though.

There have to be limits.

I also gave her some clothes.

Well...

A piece of clothing.

A bikini.

I've never had a woman in my presence walk around in a bikini before.

It's actually distracting. I wondered the whole day if it was uncomfortable for Lexie.

She said it wasn't.

I know she was lying.

We even took a bath together.

I think she was wearing it because she knew I would start wanting things I shouldn't want.

That would kill me.

I don't want to ruin the experiment.

She still lacks obedience, but she's doing much better now.

She followed her daily schedule today.

It was her first time.

After negotiating with me failed...

Escape failed...

Resistance failed...

I wonder what's next.

Maybe she wants to hear that Melissa is suffering.

Hmm.

I should show her that Melissa made her suffer.

That would be lovely.

I can't get Lexie's ass out of my mind somehow.

I think the bikini was a bad idea.

Sexual relations tend to mess things like this up.

I'll just get her normal clothes.

Pants.

Tight ones.

Not because of her ass.

Obviously.

It's just that you can't easily run while wearing tight jeans.

That's all.

Although...

I really enjoyed her bathing me.

Hmmmm.

I might get strangled by the shower hose one day, right?

But she won't.

She knows I'll electrocute her right on the spot.

So we're safe.

Probably.

By the way, I also took Melissa for a walk today.

I took her shooting.

Bow and arrows.

Not guns.

A gun would end with me swallowing a bullet with my meat.

And well...

She shot someone.

Beautiful stuff.

I got it all on video.

I enjoyed showing it to her afterward.

The guilt on her face was amazing.

She looked like she had just realized what she'd done.

Then I asked her to help me carry the body into the basement.

I need to cut the guy into pieces and keep him in the basement fridge. Just in case whatever lives in those tunnels decides it wants human meat.

You never know.

It's always good to be prepared.

Oh well, I just had a long yawn.

I need a nap. Goodnight, Diary.