Literature
Slave Manor - Chapter Thirty
I looked at myself in the mirror, fiddling with the band around my wrist as I did. Master was taking me to an art gallery today and I wanted to look my best. I was dressed in a pretty, blue dress that fell just past my knees. I wore a little cardigan and a handbag hung from my shoulder. My dark, brown hair was held back with a blue ribbon and I smiled, I looked the perfect part as Master’s slave.
I glanced down at the band around my wrist, which had my name with sequins on it. If Master took us out, he couldn’t have us wearing collars. Instead, he made us wear tags around our wrists.
Walking out of my room, I felt a weight bein
