In the end, Sabrina did keep her promise. Even though she'd spent the night locked up in her purple straitjacket (as Sabrina had insisted they call it), with her leash restraining her to the bed, Blue wasn't physically gagged. Actually, she'd been awakened by a gentle, amorous peck from her girlfriend, and it hadn't felt bad at all.
She'd then remembered of what had happened just before she's fallen asleep, and blushed a little after confirming what she already knew to be true. Sabrina was amused and she made no efforts to hide it from her victim.
Perhaps Blue shouldn't have tugged on Sabrina's nerves that much yesterday. Insisting on being released from the straitjacket even though the psychic had made it clear that it wouldn't budge for at least forty-eight hours, except for her natural needs, certainly hadn't earned Blue any good points.
She'd been quite surprised at first, when she'd realized her voice had seemingly been muted. Then Sabrina had explained her that her psychic abilities allowed her to make people forget how to walk or, in Blue's case, how to talk.
"You weren't supposed to find out about these powers that soon, but I want to catch some sleep, and you're making quite a lot of noise."
Blue had felt an embarrassed smile form on her face at that time. She had to admit she absolutely hadn't seen that one coming. Although she felt this sudden mutism would take a while to get used to, she knew that her helplessness wasn't a problem de facto. She trusted Sabrina enough to let her have that kind of power over her.
The breakfast was painfully slow. Having her arms restrained meant that Blue had to patiently wait as Sabrina cut her four bread slices. She then picked a blueberry jam pot and started to spread it on the bread slices. Once she was done, she finally broke the silence.
"You're only allowed to take small bites. Cheat and you'll face severe consequences."
The way she'd said the word severe made Blue chuckle. Sabrina only emphasized this kind of word when she wasn't serious - a real threat would have been announced in a monotone voice.
Actually, the brunette would probably have been willing to face these horrible punishments Sabrina was telling her about, had she not been unable to talk at the time. She'd have to behave for now - she really enjoyed complaining about her straitjacket.
"Say 'aaah'…" said a grinning Sabrina while holding the toast in front of her mouth.
She then added a discrete "well, try your best anyway" at Blue's failed attempt, and let her take a small bite before petting her on the forehead like a Pokémon.
Twenty minutes later, they were finally done. Sabrina let Blue go to the bathroom, telling her to make sure she wouldn't need it for the remainder of the morning. The mute girl took that chance to probe her neck in front of the mirror, enjoying her short-lived freedom to try and understand the way Sabrina had locked her voice away. She didn't feel any different, she simply couldn't produce a single sound with her breath.
Once outside of the bathroom, Blue felt her straitjacket snap back into place. Sabrina's psychic powers were unfairly effective at putting it on and off her body, there was no escape from her emprise. Once the sleeves were locked in her back once again, the psychic locked the contraption's neckline with the small, pink key it had come with, and put it back at her neck.
"So, what should we do, today?"
A long silence answered her. Blue couldn't wait for the moment when she'd get her revenge, as Sabrina would have put it. She'd just have to play along… a little longer.