She was the youngest of them all. I had picked out a new slave. One that was beautiful than most and the one that I had paid top price for. I thought that she would be like all the rest. As young as she was I thought she would enjoy my company.
I was going to show her one way or another that I got what I wanted. Whether she gave it to me willingly or the fact that I might have to take it from her.
I wanted to train her. We would see how far that would go. The sight of her though, I couldn’t wait to slip inside her sleeping quarters the first night to show her how things were done around here.