NovelEnglishThey didn’t speak toon the transport pad. I followed them off and they walkedinto the Keepers compound.
The rest of the morning passed in a daze. My friends didn’t desertand sat with me. I vomited once and the Keepers fedthe root. It felt like I was in shock.
At lunch I realized I had no idea what my owner’s mark Looked like. I asked the Keepers where I was supposed to be and one of them showed me.
Kneeling on the mark, I felt Like a traitor.
I warily watched the dark haired man that cto feed me. He looked terrifying. I couldn’t read any kindness in his eyes. The man fedall that was in the bowl and left without saying a word.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs usual we went to the beach after Lunch. The Keepers automatically stripped me, since I usually swam. That was when I realized I still had my old owner’s mark on my stomach. I sat in the shallow water and started to pull the hair out one at a time.
The Keepers stoppedfrom proceeding with that. They tookback to the room in the compound and strappedto the wall. Self harm was looked on as fighting at the Keepers. I was not permitted to harm myself.
Strapped to the wall I considered my life. I had promised myself I would make the best of this. Sure this new turn was bad, but I only had two options. I still didn’t want to die. Tfor mourning was over, I decided, I would make the best of this.
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When the men cand got me, they didn’t ask why I was strapped to the wall. They tookback to their home, which was on the fourth floor.
They feddinner and walkeddown to the pool.
Oddly, they didn’t undress me. They leftto sit in their alcove while they cleaned themselves. In my head I tried to think of all the reasons I liked these new colors.
Suddenly it struckI had never had trouble with my other owner’s colors. I hadn’t really understood them at that point, though. I had just accepted they enjoyed those shades. They Liked them, so I Liked them. It would be better if I thought about it the sway now.
The men finished their bath and tookupstairs. The men feda meal and then we went into the sitting room. All of them were staring atand it unnerved me.
“Slave, how did the slavers catch you?” one of them asked.
The man asking the questions had long dark hair that flowed around his shoulders.
“I was coming hfrom shopping-” I started to say and he interrupted me.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm‘ou shopped at home?” es, Master,” I answered.
Where did you shop?” he asked Leaning toward me.
They wanted every detail of the night of my capture. I told them about the mini mart and wooded area where the men used to sit and drink. They heard about the bright light and the auction. They were interested right up until I started to talk about the auction. They didn’t care what had happened after the slavers got me.
Soon, they wanted to know about the motel. I had to tell them what it was and what I did there. The men were confused because I lived in a place for transients. I had to explain to them about the cost of
apartments. They seemed to understand working for a living, but they still could not comprehend living somewhere meant for travelers.
I was made to describe the room I lived in. Describing television took forever. Luckily, they had running water here, so that was much shorter discussion. They wanted to know about the room down to the linens on the bed, so the conversation took a very long time.
Finally, I sat staring numbly at them. I hadn’t slept in two days and I was barely awake. If they wanted me to perform my purpose here, I wasn’t sure I would stay up for it. Instead, they just undressed me and putto bed.
I missed my old owners and I feared these new men, but I was so tired.
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