Category/Slave
From Create Your Own Story
You quickly gather the furs that serve as the floor of the tent you and your owner occupy. Trying to be as fast as possible to avoid any punishment since your back was still hurting from the last time your performance was less than satisfactory.
You sigh in relief when last of the furs disappear in the coffins and you can now start to move the coffins and bags to the carts, finally moving from this forest. You jump in fright when you turn are face to face with your current owner.
You quickly bow and say:
