STRIP

"Bring me the new slave." He ordered while his guard and Poppy exchanged glares.

Most importantly, Poppy fear Imogen. She knew she is young, both in mind and body, unlike them. Though she might try acting tough and prepared, Poppy knows she isn't ready for the master yet.

"But Master, you told me that I should train her for a week. She isn't fully trained, she needs more time to....."

"Silent" Simon said authoritatively before she could finish her statement.

"Are you defying my order?" He questioned and his guard Carter drag out his sword and point it towards Poppy.

"How could I?" Poppy instantly said and get on her knees with her head on the floor.

"I apologize, Master. I will have her prepared and sent to your room" She shivers, panicking.

Simon raised his hand, signalling that his guard should put back his sword. The guard bow understanding what he meant. He put back his sword to its scabbard.

"You may leave now, don't keep me waiting for long" 

"Yes, Master" The terrified lady stood to her feet and went out of the room. She exhale deeply when she got outside of the Master Quarter, because she was trying to protect Imogen, she almost lose her head.

But she feels sadder, for there is nothing she can do. She escaped death, but Imogen will not be able to escape the night with their ruthless master.

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A loud knock came on Imogen door, it was so loud that she thought she was being punished. Thankfully, she hasn't slept yet. 

She walked to the door and opened it. Poppy with two girls entered the room, they hold Imogen forcefully.

"What is going on?" She questioned, Poppy sighed but she knows she had no choice, they all had no choice.

"Your turn has come, Imogen. It is your turn to serve the master today" She forced the words out.

Hearing this Imogen's hand dropped, it feels like she just received her judgement. Today is the night, she gets to serve him tonight with her body.

"We should get you prepared for him," Poppy said, and the girls lead Imogen out of her coy room.

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Imogen seat inside the warm bathtub, which was flowing with perfume flowers. The two girls earlier gently scrubbed her body and rinse it off with the warm water.

It feels so refreshing, but it was a normal circumstance then she will have enjoyed it. But it isn't, serving her master was always her fate, however she didn't expect it to be this soon. She had hardly learned anything from Poppy, she still have a lot to learn. So why?

When they were done washing her, she stood up and they wrapped a white cloth around her.

They sat her on a chair standing in front of the mirror and started combing her curly black hair.

While they comb her hair, Imogen couldn't stop thinking about her night with her master. If she is fully prepared, or not.

To be honest, she thought about running away right now. She has heard how brutal their master is, on the bed and she doesn't think she is ready to face such a thing.

Running away is also not an option, she hasn't forgotten what he said in the carriage, he meant it. And the slaves that died two nights ago was proof of what he can do.

"We are ready," They said bringing Imogen back from her thoughts.

"Wow," Poppy said surprised. "You look beautiful" She compliment while the young lady looked at herself through the mirror.

Wow, she almost thought that she was a different person, her curly hair was a good comb and perfectly dressed, and her face had a little change due to the makeover, she even smell nice.

If only she was this pretty for another reason.

Where is her dress?" Poppy asked and Aria entered with a light dress.

"Aria" Imogen called excited, seeing the one person she could call her friend made her so happy.

"You look beautiful, Imogen. If only this could happen farther from this day" The girl expressed with a sad face.

"But I am fine, I have always been preparing for this day" Imogen gulped down as she could feel a thud in her throat.

"The two of you can leave" Poppy ordered the other two slaves.

"Yes, ma" They bow and leave.

"You don't have to lie, Imogen. We might be his slave, but we are also human. No human is prepared for something like this, so you don't have to hold it in" Poppy stretched forth her hand as it lingered on Imogen dainty cheeks.

"You are right, am scared to serve him. I truly hope tonight should pass soon, am so scared" She let out, Aria gave the dress to poppy, she pulled Imogen close, wrapping her arm around her.

"It is ok" Aria consoled.

They disengaged from the long hug and Aria help Imogen to clean the tears off her face.

"We don't want him to get mad at you for not looking pretty" Aria jokes and they all laughed.

"We shouldn't keep him waiting if we don't want to end up dead. Here, put this on" Poppy extended her hand and handle it to Aria, she helped Imogen into the light dress, her black loose curly hair falls wildly over her shoulder and they stared at her with surprises.

"You look beautiful" Aria stated while Imogen forced a smile out.

She looked at herself in the mirror, she did look beautiful. The dress fit her so well, though she doesn't like the content of the dress, her body is now visible for anyone to see, even the guard.

"Don't worry too much, no one except the master, we and the other two girls will see you naked. He also doesn't like sharing his things with another"

Poppy turned Imogen to her "Listen well to what I am about to say, no matter what happened. Don't fight him back, don't struggle, just give yourself to him willingly. That is the only way, you will live, just do as he tells you" She makes known.

"I will try my best," She said in apprehending.

"Wish you luck," Aria said and Imogen nod. 

Emily one of the slaves entered "The master requested for her"

"Alright," She faces Imogen. "Follow her to the master quarter"

"Ok, I will be back soon" She smiled and followed Emily to the Master room.

"Why didn't you tell her?" Aria asked in an icy manner.

"What?"

"That she might not survive even if she gave herself to him willingly, that monster will use her until her last breath" She scold vehemently.

Poppy suspire and gritted her teeth "She will survive, I am positive"

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She was restless as she made her way to his room. It is tonight, the time she will fulfil her duties to her master, that is serving and pleasuring her master in the bed.

After all, that is why he bought her. She is a slave, and he is her master. And her only duty is to satisfy her master sexual desire. He is her owner and she is just a mere sex slave.

She scanned the hallway and noticed that they were many rooms in the master quarter.

"The first room, you found is the master room" She remembered Emily words.

"The first room," Imogen said thinking, her eyes scanning the whole place and finally landing on her quest.

"The first room" Her heart was palpitating wildly as she knock on the door.

"Come in" His voice came loud and clear. 

Her heart is beating fast and loud, and she feared it might explode. She is filled with anxiety. She hold the hem of her dress and opened the wooden door.

She could feel her legs shaking as she entered, her heartbeat faster than usual. Her forehead and palm are all sweaty.

Imogen walked inside the big room, and the first thing she sighted was her master in his red robe revealing his hot chest and abs, sitting on a golden chair, in front of him is a bottle of wine and wine cup. She was so lost in admiring him, that she forgot to show her respect immediately.

She gulped down and bowed her head in gestures.

"Good evening, My lo....." She stopped and he gave her a lethal look, waiting for her to finish that statement.

Imogen gritted her teeth together in fear. She was aware of her foolish mistake that could cost her life.

"Good evening, Master" She corrected while he lower his glares.

He said nothing and just continue with his drink, Imogen lower her head in fear. She couldn't predict what he is thinking right now, is she safe? Should she be afraid?

This thought never left her mind. The silence went on for a while before he finally said a word.

"Strip"