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Ragnar still hadn't retreated. “But of course,” Melany said. “You do not really worry about your slaves, do you?” My eyes lifted to meet hers. “I heard what happens to them,” she continued, slower this time. “You fuck them. Then they die.” I did not flinch. I’d grown used to the blood on my hands. But hearing it from her, said aloud... Still, I kept my voice calm. “Who told you that?” She just shrugged, sinking deeper into the water.

“Yеаh, but next time уоu nееd tо take it tо thе nеxt lеvеl, a girl еxресtѕ mоrе from hеr ѕlаvе.” “Slаvе?” hе аѕkеd іn аmuѕеmеnt. “Yеаh, рlеаѕurе slave.” He сhuсklеd as hіѕ lірѕ рrеѕѕеd аgаіnѕt mу еаr. “Thеn I’d bеttеr ѕеrvе уоu wеll, madam.”

I read the title of the book, *50 ways, a slave could serve her master* what in the world is this. I looked up at Ethan in shock, my mouth opened wide. "I want you to read that book every night before you go to bed, and also at your free times. I want you to learn how to be a better slave, and how to serve me. I will be expecting changes, slave." He walks over to me, tap me on the shoulder and walked past me to the visitor room... Has he made that room, his now?. I shrugged not caring one bit. I stared at the book in my hand, walked into the kitchen... Sat on the cold floor and started reading. I guess it's safe to say, my buttocks is now use to the cold floor.

I thought of screaming for help, but then again, who would help a slave that was being sold for a ridiculous amount? Slave, s3x slave… a new life I never thought would be attached to my name. Once a princess and now a slave, who would have thought things don't last forever. The happiness, the joy, the laughter, families, friends, and so on would last forever. Nothing seems to be forever. Just a snap of the finger and everything will be erased, leaving nothing but darkness, sorrow, pain, and death.

The realization hit her like a wave crashing against the shore, leaving her breathless and disoriented. His parting words echoed in her mind like a haunting refrain, each syllable laden with the weight of her predicament. "Slave." The word reverberated within her, a stark reminder of the cruel reality she had been thrust into. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't reconcile herself to the notion that such practices still endured in the world. Yet, amidst the turmoil of her thoughts, a sliver of relief pierced through the darkness – she was no longer in immediate danger.

"W-What's your story?" She froze at this, the light in her eyes slowly draining. I frowned, watching her expression, "You don't have to—" "It is alright to ask. We're all slaves here. I have nothing to hide," she replied. Her eyes flashed to mine, offering me a small smile. "Slaves, yes." I confirmed, "I am a slave because my parents were rogues. Shade is a slave because she was born without a wolf despite our blood running through her veins. Half of the slaves here were either rejected, rogues or like me- but-"

She scoffed. “Listen to me.” I facepalmed. “No, you listen to me. I don't need your fucking help, okay? You can't keep using me and expect me to keep quiet about it. I am not like the other slaves. I am entitled to voice out my opinion and speak up whenever I'm wronged. You can throw me out of your pack if you're offended by my outbursts. At least, I would die a rogue and forget about this bullshit!” She exclaimed and was about to leave, but I drew her back and hugged her.

The three girls exclaimed in horror with Lydia clamping her mouth shut and Mariam rushing out to check if any guard was listening to them. "I see you do not like your life and perhaps you enjoyed being punished, just pray no one heard you because it this got to the master, you would be as good as dead" Luciana said glaring at her. Galene scoffed not bothered about what would happen to her if someone heard and report to the master. What more could he do other than kill her. Oh, how she hates him that she felt like appearing at that war and slashing his throat. She hated the master for involving in slave trade and taking away her innocent as though she worth nothing.

His bad treatment of her got worse that he even influenced Sandy to act the same way towards Shannon. Now Shannon for the first time felt that she did not belong, she felt that she was an orphan because Austin never failed to remind her of that, and the pack also started mistreating her and he allowed it. That is how she became a slave. ‘Get here now!’ he sent a message to her since she did not have her wolf, he could not mind link her so, he got her a phone that he used when he wanted her.

I agreed. True to his words, the dungeon was empty as I had seen the other slaves working out on the fields tediously, their cleanly shaved heads glistened under the sun, as beads of swear bad turned their light brown colored uniforms into a darker shade. Oh I forgot to mention. The loan shark made every slave shave the hair off their head. Since today was my first working day as a slave, the loan shark made that strange woman shave all of the hair off my head; my precious, lengthy, healthy hair.