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Worse!

Proserpina

“You have been sold.’ said the woman, her eyes ravelling over me maliciously. “so your new Master had instructed us to provide you with food.’

And then, slyly, her eyes glittering,

'A slave who is half dead with hunger is not really able to carry out the Master's commands.'

She went on, revelling in my dismay and grief,

‘A sex slave has to be able to keep up with the Master’s appetite. And of those he wishes her to service, of course.’

My face grew hot and then cold. The glass of juice I had been holding fell to the ground and I was barely aware of the other woman who had been silent all the while, argue with the one who had been taunting me.

I sat, trembling.

What was to become of me?

*

The shock of hearing the words was like having someone douse me with ice-cold water The words hung in the air as I stared at her.

SOLD???

I stood up frantically, swaying on my shaky legs.

‘No, I whispered, “No, NO.’

And then I doubled up as a spasm of pain hit me. Clutching my stomach, I scr
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