At first Rose’s owners seemed angry and then they weren’t. I lay in their bed one night worrying about Master Damien. I hated the idea they would be whipped again, but that seemed Like what they were aiming for.

The man named Karis was suddenly in my face telling me to relax.

“Your owners will come back for you, slave,” he told me, “you needn’t worry about them. We will care for you while they are off irritating the Administrators.”

I froze on the bed and didn’t even breath. No one else was supposed to know they were doing this intentionally. I couldn’t let it slip. My wide eyes met Karis’ and held them.

“We know slave, your owners told us what they are doing. It is an interesting plan. I am curious to see if it will work,” he told me.

The General called my men to stand before him when they reappeared a day later. He didn’t want to whip them this time. Basin and his Brothers weren’t sure what he wanted to do to them.

Damien picked me up from Basin’s apartment looking crushed. We walked upstairs and the men were all sitting morosely around the

know what to do. I wrapped my arms around Master Christof and held him while I sat

what happened,”

he knows why. It did not sway the decision. I am to be trained to be a General, my Brothers and I must sell you,” Master Damien said from

control. Despite that, tears leaked down my face. My voice cracked when

owners,” Master Bane

you

men passed me around, each holding me for a while. I cried for each of them. By the time I got to Master Damien, I would have thought I was out of tears. I wet his shirt

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just moved between them, holding each of them. They didn’t have to tell me my

knock at the door the next daybreak didn’t even phase me. Men came into the apartment and talked to Master Damien. I didn’t recognize their voices at all, but

collar, cuffs, earrings, nipple rings, and ornamentation. The new men had replacements for all those things. Their colors were

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