The front barn doors were opened and Lucas stepped back to my stall. He opened the door with a smile on his face as he regarded my clean frame. I kept my head down, looking at his shoes and awaiting a command.
"Well done, mutt. Now I don't have to hold my breath around you." He walked towards me and I tried not to cower away. "Now, preferably, I'd like to feed in my home and spend as little time as possible in this place. That's why, from now on, when one of the other slaves comes to get you, you will come to my home. Is that clear?" His voice was stern as he told me what to do.
"Yes, Sir."
"Good. Now when I require of you, I will send one of the slaves. They will tell you exactly what to do and how to do it. And if you do one thing wrong, well, you will regret it to say the least." Luc
