Meeting Miranda 3 (Patreon)

Miranda came back with some rope in her hands but her attitude was completely changed.

She went from irrationally enraged (When she left the room) to controlled and determined. She acted like a single mother who decided that her kids will learn what they have to learn, even if it was the hard way. Even though Miranda just met Bigail a few minutes ago, she seemed to take extremely personal that her guest wouldn't eat 12 pancakes. She was going to fix the situation.

"Hey! Why are you tying up my hands behind my back!? I can't eat like that! I'm a sheepgirl! I need my hooves for to eat!"

"Calm down... You told me you were impervious to all harm and you even like bondage, remember!?"

"But as for to eat!? Need my hooves..."

"Trust me... It will be faster without them."

Miranda, done tying up our very favorite heroine's wrist together, started lifting up her arms in the air, strappado-style. She lifted them all the way up the back of the chair and held them there. Bigail's face was now a few inches from the pancake stack.

"LET'S GO, LITTLE SHEEPGIRL! REAL SHEEPGIRLS DON'T NEED FORKS TO EAT!"

"Oh my God... Y-Yes m-m-ma'am..."

Like a real sheep, but with pancakes instead of grass, Bigail started eating her food directly with her mouth, no fork, no spoon, no hooves.

"FASTER! EAT IT LIKE YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT!"

FOR TO BE CONTINUED