But eventually the submissive shows his love to the dominant by telling her that he submits himself completely to her. He submits his mind, body, and soul. He tells her that his entire being belongs to her and will obey her for the rest of his life. That’s what I want you to say.”
“But I . . .”
Jujy grinds her claws deep into his good hand.
Franklin stops. He takes a deep breath. He realizes his survival depends on his response to Jujy.
“Okay,” Franklin says. Jujy loosens her grip, then squeezes his hand lovingly. “Originally, I had something different to tell you. It is also important. But now that you have brought up this topic I will confess to you something that I have had on my mind ever since the first time we made love…”
He pauses to breathe, hoping Jujy is going to buy what he has to say. She smiles at him. Tears are welling up in her eyes even though he hasn’t said anything yet.
“You are the most important thing in my life. You are my whole universe. You are my only reason for living. For the rest of my life, all I want to do is serve you and make you happy. I want to raise your children. I want to obey your every command.” He pauses for a moment. As he notices that Jujy is buying it based on the tears rolling down her white cheek, Franklin tries to hold himself back from laughing at himself. “I submit to you entirely. I submit my mind, body, and soul. I will be yours, forever.”
Then Jujy leans across the egg and kisses Franklin deeply.
Her gummy lips wrap around his mouth, razor sharp teeth scraping against his teeth. He tastes dead child blood as she sucks his tongue down into her throat. Franklin has no choice but to kiss her with as much passion as he can manage.
After a while, Franklin discovers that it isn’t very difficult for him to feign his love for her. He realizes that it isn’t entirely an act. Although he hates everything about her as a candy person, he still has feelings for her somewhere inside of him. Whenever he looks at her, he doesn’t see the woman who killed his brother and sisters anymore. He only sees Jujy.
“So what were you originally going to tell me?” Jujy asks.
Franklin takes a deep breath and reveals the cracked section of his side to her.
“Smell that,” he says.
She smells his side and cringes at the foul odor issuing out of the hole. Then she licks it.
“Why do you taste so gross?” she says.
“I’m rotting,” he says. “My wounds have become seriously infected. If I don’t get help I am going to die.”
“Die?” she says. “You can’t die now.”
“I’m a human. We aren’t the same as you. Cutting off my skin and covering me with candy was not good for me. I need to go to a hospital. A human hospital.”
“You can’t go back to the humans,” she says.
“If I don’t go back I will die.”
“What if I heal you?” she says. “I can give you new candy skin.”
“There is nothing you can do. You have to let me go. Now. I will probably die within a few days if you don’t.”
“You submitted your soul to me. You said you would be with me forever.”
“I will come back,” he says. “I promise. If I don’t go I will die.”
“If I unchain you then you will no longer be my submissive . . . I would rather you die than not be my submissive.”
“Then you can come with me,” he says.
“To the humans?”
“I’ll even stay on the chain,” he says. “You can trust me. I have submitted my soul to you.”
“What about the egg?”
“We can bring that, too.”
“It is against the law to take eggs out of the cave. If anyone finds out they will feed us to the lemon hogs.”
“Then we will have to make sure they never find out,” he says. “So, will you take me to the hospital?”
Jujy stares down at the egg and scratches her kneecap.
“We’ll have to wrap it in the blanket,” she says. “And you will have to carry it.”
“Okay,” Franklin says. “I will keep it safe.”
“If I remove your chain you have to still obey me as if chained,” she says. “You submitted your soul to me so you must still do as I say.”
“Yes,” he says.
“We can’t keep you chained because if anyone sees you on the chain they will come to investigate. Submissives also aren’t allowed outside of the cavern.”
Franklin nods.
After she unhooks his chain, Franklin tells her, “There is something I want to show you. Outside.”
“Outside?”
“Under your house.”
Jujy looks at him curiously as she wraps the egg in a blanket.
Franklin carries the egg out of the house, his cane hooked to his arm. It is difficult for him to walk without his cane, but he manages. In the back of the house, Franklin calls down to the boy.
“Troy,” he says. “Come out. I’d like you to meet somebody.”
The boy does not move.
“It’s okay,” Franklin says. “Come out.”
The boy creeps out of the hole, hesitant at first. When he sees the candy woman, he cowers behind Franklin’s legs.
Jujy approaches the boy and bends down to him, staring him in the face.
“This is Jujy,” Franklin says.
Troy reaches out to her, timidly, to shake her hand. Jujy takes his hand, pulls him towards her and bites into his wrist. The boy shrieks as she rips a tendon out of his arm and thrashes her head like a shark.
“No!” Franklin screams, unable to stop her with the egg in his hands. “Stop!”
Jujy releases the crying child. “Why?”
“I didn’t want you to eat him!”
“I thought you were giving it to me,” she says. “I thought it was a present.”
Franklin puts down the egg and grabs the boy’s wrist. He applies pressure to the wound as he tears a strip of cloth from his apple red suit and uses it as a tourniquet.
“No, I want to take him back to the surface,” Franklin says.
“It’s only food,” she says, reclaiming the egg from the ground. “We can’t let food live after they’ve seen us. That’s the law.”
“Forget about the law,” he says. “Just let this one live.”
“I kill children all the time. Why do you care if this one lives or dies?”
“I know him,” Franklin says. “I promised him I would take him home. Let him come with us. Please.”
Jujy stares at him with an angry face. Not because he wants to save the boy, but because he is being disobedient. Then she gives up.
“I will allow this,” she says, handing Franklin the egg. “But you are never to argue with me ever again. You do what I say when I say it.”
Franklin nods at her and looks down to the boy.
“Keep quiet and do exactly as I say,” Franklin says to him.
The boy just holds his wound, crying.
“Quiet,” Jujy says, smacking the kid across the face. She turns to Franklin. “If it cries my people will hear it.”
