:Submission Fantasy:

"Of course," the woman smiles, "you must be tired." She unstraps you from the milking stool and leads you to a plain and simple bedroom. "It's nothing much, but it's enough. Sleep. I'll see you when you wake up."

You feel exhausted and slightly confused by recent events. Perhaps sleep is what you need to process everything that's going on. You get into the clean white bed, pull the duvet up over you and fall quickly into a deep sleep.