Savoring Love Beneath The Terms Dailymotion

The floor was cold tonight. Not that it had always been different but this night is freezing cold.This is how I know whenever winter is on the way. Cindy wouldn't stop snoring and Lyla has taken the cover all to herself. I looked around and I found the girls, both old and young ones sleeping in different directions. We are the slaves of the most successful woman in Thores, Sumaya. She owns the largest population of slaves in the town

Not even the king could compete with her wealth. We were dressed. We were not to be shackled during the night but when we were on the farm, except during festivals that we have visitors in the compound. And When I think about those girls that tried to flee, a cold shiver ran through me. Loud snores from different angles, but that was not what kept me awake tonight. It was not even the cold weather.

It has been a month since I've started sneaking out of the slave chamber. Sneaking out was common among the slaves, especially during cold nights like now. Female slaves were fond of sneaking down to the males for pleasure. But that was not where I am headed now, but to Master Angus, the second of the three sons of my owner.I could remember, it all started that day.

As a slave, we were never meant to go any closer to the young masters. Not even as much as to breath in the same air as them. Their food, clothes, and other belongings were only to be touched by the "senior slaves". But never call them that-those vengeful creatures, they hate to be categorised with us but that wouldn't change the fact that they are also slaves but only favoured. Lyla has just became one of these "favoured ones"and she wouldn't stop riding over it. She has found a necklace which Madame has misplaced and she was compensated with the promotion.

Lyla has taken a strange dislike of me immediately I was sold into the household. And that was due to the popularity I got after I got into the compound. This was because of people's awe concerning my hair colour and texture. They said it feels as if I have always cared for my hair but how could I when I was born into slavery and has never been wealthy before. Lyla hated me for taking the slave's attentions from her. But that is not my fault, is it?

That day, We had just come from the farm and I was among the girls peeling the tubers when Lyla sent for me. I was wondering why she would call for me when we no longer have any business together. However, I could only heed her call, unless I'm planning to have my body whipped. Yes, senior slaves do oppress and maltreat the lower ones like that.

I was shocked when the viper told me to go into Angus' room to pack his clothes and wash. Of course he could not be home since the young masters hated seeing us. They believe we are dirty and stinky and couldn't stand our presence. I couldn't ask her why she had sent me such but I never asked her. I knew it would make her feel good to send a fellow on an errands. When I got into Angus' room, I realised why Lyla had sent me into Angus' room when it would be a pleasure for her to be there herself.