Good. That was good. It felt good. Hiram exhaled, basking in the moment, before he turned. That was all. He didn't have any other need for the witch at this very moment, so he would leave her be as he went about his business.

She would find over the next few days that he treated her like a dog. He would toss food her way, typically only crumbs, and kick her if she spoke when he didn't ask her to or if she tried to leave. He did disappear at times, but if she made a run for it he seemed to always be in the right place at the right time, there to aggressively return her to her place and hurt her in the process. He would try to condition her to be afraid of leaving the cave, because that would make using her that much easier.

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