By the time the sun was finally setting, the miserable Francine scarcely had any awareness that her ordeal was easing at last. She vaguely sensed that...the Lady Fortescue was standing over her."Feeling thirsty Francine?" Yes, Mistress!" she croaked."Feeling hungry, Francine?" Yes, Mistress." Feeling uncomfortable, Francine?" Yes, Mistress." We always give the newly captured Slaves a day in the sun and a goodly taste of the Slave Whip. Then we let them down and prepare them for the Market. The. Heblushed out his cheeks and then drew in his lips. When he was satisfied,he smiled checking to make sure he didn't have lip-gloss on his smile.He twisted his hair up over his head and pinned it in place. He pulled afew strands of hair down and curled them with a small hand held iron.Then, he sprayed his hair into place and added some crystals that matchedhis earrings and shoes to the pins in his hair.When he was done, he slipped up his dress, zipped it and smoothed it out.He wished Helen were. More

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