Chapter Twenty Four
Nancy
“I fell into an exhausted doze on the table, and was rudely awakened by cold hands drawing my stinging cheeks apart. I whined miserably in protest.
“Shhh.” It was the voice of one of my attendants. “I’m only assessing the damage.” She clucked her tongue. ‘My professional opinion, Master; with all due respect. “I fear that further use of this slave’s body at this time could result in permanent damage.”
“I believe everyone here is about to call it a day anyway,’ Sighed my new Master. ‘I need to make preparations before I take delivery. Could she be ready to travel in a week?”
“Yes, Master. Do you require any modifications, piercings, tattoos, brands?”
“No, I have my own ideas concerning ornamentation and enhancement.”
Their conversation barely registered in m
