You are my sexual toy, and I will use you any way I wish, as often as I wish. Do you understand?" Yes sir," came the somber reply."Good. Every aspect ...of your life will be based on rewards and punishment. Your hesitation last night resulted in punishment, and I can see that you are still red where you received your first taste of the belt. This breakfast is a reward for being in position and for trying to follow the instructions I gave you." I will be fair with you. You notice that you were not. Accidentally, I put my hand between my legs & hit Subhash’s face which was busy licking the soft folds between my thighs.Subhash probed the inside of my butt cheeks with his hand cupping my pubic triangle from below, fingers going in & out of the posterior hole thoroughly and lubricating it skilfully with his deft fingers thus increasing the flow of my own secretions. I stood up on my toes in intense pleasure.Subhash stood up and wiped his slippery pre-cum leaking penis on my butt cheeks to. "Now, Sue and I discussed it last night, and wethought we'd prefer it if you stay as you are rather than going back tobeing a yucky adult, and I used the term loosely, man." I squirmed,realising how serious she was and the situation I was in and tried toprotest. "Yes, a proper sissy baby girl will be far better for usduring this trying time rather than a selfish male, laying about theplace." I pulled at my restraints, desperate to get out of the crib."Oh, no, you're not going anywhere, baby.. He nodded. “That’s right. I’m not one of those limited constructs. They cannot touch anything. Therefore, they cannot clean anything.”I nodded, trying desperately to get past my disbelief. “I apologize for my ... you’re a statue.”His eyebrow arched. It was a very human, very life-like gesture. More than anything else, it helped to calm me down. I nodded. “Again, I apologize for my response. I wasn’t expecting to speak to...” and I waved at him.“A talking statue?” he asked and I nodded. “No need.