I had to imagine how I looked: practically featureless.I had to imagine how I looked: practically featureless. He had made me into a doll, an undressed department store mannequin, with no hair anywhere. Except that mannequins at least have makeup painted on. Perhaps rather than a mannequin, I looked like an unfinished prototype for a female android (gynoid?). I flashed an image of myself as a kind of sex object/appliance. A sort of real-live plastic inflat- able love-doll, designed for only one function: to satisfy my owner. |