Sarah blinked. Was this possible? Was she really in the body of her stepfather? If so, how did it happen?
"You okay, Ron?" Ralph asked.
Sarah turned her head and looked at the man. "Uh ... yeah," she said, hearing her stepfather's voice instead of her own.
"Here's the money," Ralph said, handing it over.
Sarah looked down at it, confused.
"It's what we agreed on," the man said.
"Oh. Right," Sarah said, remembering that her master ... her stepfather was negotiating with this man to rent her for a while. Except now, the man would be renting her stepfather, not her. She took the money and smiled, thinking about all the trouble her stepfather would be in for.
They walked back over to the tree and Sarah saw herself tied and naked. Was that what she looked like? Her stepfather never allowed her to see her reflection. She was actually quite beautiful.
"Hey, why am I tied up like this? And what happened to my clothes?" her body asked.
"Wow, your bitch really has a mouth on her. You don't mind if I discipline her, do you?"
"No, of course not," Sarah said, smiling. "Do whatever you want with her."
"Thanks, Ron," he said, then untied Sarah's body (which was being occupied by her stepfather) from the tree.
"Listen to me," Sarah's body pleaded.
"Shut up, bitch," Ralph said.
After they left, Sarah found an odd-looking stone near the tree where she had been sitting. She picked it up and looked at it.
