Slave Manor - Introduction
I was only fourteen when my Master found me. I was an orphan, and he gave me a home and a family. They were all so kind, my sisters and my Master. I thought Id found peace at last, after the abuse Id suffered at the orphanage. But it didnt take me long to realise that this was no normal family.
I knew that night my Master called me into his room; Id never been in there before. It was dark, and the only thing I could see in the light were chains and leather. I remember being frightened...and then I saw him, my Master. But it wasnt him...something about him had changed. There were no smiles, no reassuring words...only lust and pain. This was my Master behind closed doors...a Master no one but my sisters and I would grow to know and fear.
Three years on, and any fight I had has left me. Im a good slave, though I havent smiled in years. My sisters seem to enjoy being in our Masters care, and crave his attention. I hide...not wanting ever to g