“Hmm…how about a nice white pair? Basic is best, amirite?” Crystal asked. Carley sighed and picked a thin white pair of cotton briefs. “Do you need help putting them on?” Crystal offered.
“No, I’m an adult!” Carley barked.
Crystal put her hand on Carley’s hair and messed it up. “Obviously you are! I was just getting back into character,” she said with a laugh. “Go ahead and put those on. I’m going to go into the kitchen and make you a bedtime snack, and yes, you are required to eat it. If a real captive Little refused food, she would be force-fed and probably spanked, and I will do that to you if I have to, but it’s not going to be my first choice,” she warned.