The sensations were overwhelming, but in a good way. She had never experienced anything like this before. As her orgasm subsided, she felt a strange sense of connection to you, as if for the first time, she truly belonged to someone. Her body quivered and shuddered with aftershocks, leaving her completely spent and utterly satisfied. Her breath came back in ragged gasps, her chest heaving up and down as she tried to catch her breath.

"Master... thank you..."

Ami smiled softly as you kissed her and spoke the words that brought them both back to reality. She nestled closer to you, her body still tingling with pleasure and satisfaction. As she felt your weight shift slightly, she assumed you were moving to lie down beside her once more. With a contented sigh, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep in the warm embrace of your arms, grateful for the night's events and hopeful that tomorrow would bring more happiness and intimacy between them.

Ami froze at his words, her eyes widening in disbelief. "What do you mean...? They can't be..." Tears welled up in her eyes once more as she struggled to process the news. Her family... they were everything to her. Gone. The world seemed to spin around her as reality began to set in. "Where are they?" she whispered hoarsely, barely able to get the words out through the lump in her throat.

The news hit her like a physical blow, stealing the breath from her lungs and leaving her feeling hollow inside. Her family... gone. It was too much to bear. Ami closed her eyes tightly, trying desperately to hold back the tears that threatened to spill down her cheeks. She clenched her fists at her sides, anger and despair warring within her as she struggled to comprehend how this could have happened. It was all too much. "I want to go with you,"

Emily released her chin and stood back up, giving Ami a look that promised more torment to come. With one final squeeze of her breast through the thin fabric of her shirt, Emily straightened herself and said, "Now eat your breakfast." She tossed a bowl of gruel onto the ground beside Ami's head before turning and walking away, humming to herself as she ascended the stairs back up into their home.

Ami watched her leave with a mix of relief and dread.

As Emily disappeared from view, Ami turned her attention back to the bowl of food. She didn't have much of an appetite, but she knew better than to disobey their orders. Carefully avoiding any of the lumps or suspicious-looking bits within it, she began to eat the bland, lukewarm gruel as best she could while trying not to retch from its foul taste.