Alvize's Pet: What is Mine , Is Mine

ong. On her left side there were tall walls, her right side she passed by th

cellmate but it was after she had come to see the blood seeping from the dresses that the slaves wore which worried her. The screams and cries in the night didn't stop and neither did it stop in the

carried one on their body. But the marks weren't necessarily in the commonplace

sn't that she was comfortable stripping herself and the stares by the other slaves especially the men made it uncomfortable. The last thing she needed was a brand on her skin that

nt that was laid to the slaves. Wearing them, she headed out of the bath like the rest when another slave walked by her. It was a male slave, his hand pushing her

den and the guardsmen who guarded the place, there was a hierarchy in the slaves itself. Groups of people who often picked on the slaves who wer

n away, she didn't take part in helping Zi

uardsman's sight who had been stationed at that corner. Peeking from behind the wall, she stared at the room where a guard

her lips, she stood there staring before catching sight of another guard who was walking towards where she

ace as her elbows rested on her lap, "There is a guard there," she whispered to her cellm

u ever tried to escape yourself?" the young girl asked a little curious about her cellm

The woman then lifted her eyes to look up at Zina who had been staring at her, "The slave establishment runs with an iron fist. Getting people in

experience it,

ack to biting her hair and removing

he guard won't let

olled her eyes, "I haven't been bitten by a dog to assist you. If you get caught, it won't be just you but I will get i

oung girl. She had seen many slaves come and go in the long-time she had stayed in the slave establishment. They cried and screamed which had turned h

ted to drift away to f

she had, until now were the quiet ones who would silently cry. Also, the scream and cry took place away

ing to do anything here? Fine, I will h

nees close to her chest to hide her f

raised her head there was not a single drop of tears that had come out of her eyes and

and on the ground to stand

woman gritted as they

smile behind her hand, "I really needed your help because

. I am impressed. Wher

job in the theatre but were the small roles which she always landed. As the man who ran the theatre was having an affair with the lead actress, "You know a lot of things about the slave establishment, why didn't you ever try to r

sage, "Quiet. The Warden's here," if the Warden and the guardsmen next to him weren't walking as fast as they were now, she was sure that they would catch

ds?" asked Zina to see the m

There are other ways to torture the slaves which are far worse than sexual treatment. One which will break you more mentally than physically. It breaks your soul in ways you cannot fathom," the woman's voice was low, "Hurry," she said and they walked quickly, switc

d for her name to be included. With the way the woman smirked, it made h

prefers younger slaves to be sold for good value," saying that she pulled the sleeve off her shoulder and

tep into. The red-headed woman stared at the man, "Aren't you tired standing?" The young girl could tell that though the woman had called h

the slave quarters," the guardsman spoke r

he other side of the wall, letting herself lean on the cold wall, "I was feeling lonely and..." she trailed giving the man a loo

if it was her cue to go in there. Just as she was readying herself, breathing in deeply, she heard a pair of footsteps from the other c

et on the ground quietly. She didn't have the opportunity for education but had picked and le

e could know where to insert her name in. Identifying some of the words in a part

o corridors away from the room before she halted her footsteps and waited for the woman who had engrossed the guardsman in her talk when she had left th

n came to fetch Zina who kept a sullen face who was anxious. H

ffly, not bothering to hear a

lor. The base was made of wood and the top that looked similar to a tent. Inside, she caught sight of other slaves who didn't look happy and were rather quite scared and some also crying. The slaves consisted of mostly young gi

hich made her wonder what happened to the people who aged t

here! Get inside with the rest of them!" the guardsman pushed

d to long, it wasn't an hour or two but a journey of four hours. The carriage wasn't stopping anywhere and when it did, it was only when they had reach

lishment they were blindfolded. The guardsmen weren't gentle when it came to handling

SMACK! The other slaves who had been crying with their closed th

our life," by the voice, Zina could tell that it was the s

n listening to their conversation, felt someone run their hand over her face. The touch felt repulsive which made her skin crawl, "This one loo

it the man