[ they've explained everything to her, but she hasn't quite grasped it fully, if only because even for all the oppression she's come to witness, the kind that takes hold here seems far too exaggerate, too absurd to even be real. still, she stays quiet, on account that she knows she won't be able to get far until she has a better idea of her circumstances, won't be able to hide until she knows exactly what she's running from.
so far, their instructions are simple, merely to listen and to learn, but upon taking the train, the hints of what's to come prove dreadful in the form that she sees others in the car being treated, how the submissive are meant to be commanded to their will.
the sight of it stills her where she stands, fingers brushing up to her neck where the dark bold line labels her with her lower status — and then she realizes she's being spoken to, blinking before she peers down to the woman on the seat. ]
Oh. Oh, no, I'm — [ she gives a sheepish smile, head ducking almost embarrassed. ] I was actually told I'm not allowed to have a seat. It's no trouble.
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so far, their instructions are simple, merely to listen and to learn, but upon taking the train, the hints of what's to come prove dreadful in the form that she sees others in the car being treated, how the submissive are meant to be commanded to their will.
the sight of it stills her where she stands, fingers brushing up to her neck where the dark bold line labels her with her lower status — and then she realizes she's being spoken to, blinking before she peers down to the woman on the seat. ]
Oh. Oh, no, I'm — [ she gives a sheepish smile, head ducking almost embarrassed. ] I was actually told I'm not allowed to have a seat. It's no trouble.