Scheduled to Return

On the morning I was supposed to return to my unit, I woke up with my hands cuffed together. It was a prank by my former superior and boyfriend, but soon the joke turned into orders. I found myself naturally falling back into my role as his subordinate, following his commands without question. As I moved my body according to his instructions, my hands still bound, I gradually forgot about the need to return to my unit and became his loyal puppy, obedient to his every command.