One man's trash
Basilisk
10-07-2024, 05:11 PM
The sound of another brought her eyes to shift to the corner of them to glance them then she dropped them. Basilisk's question was answered with a short curt nod. She didn't need to give everything up hopefully. She had indeed had an attempt on her life by Fin now, and was nose blind. Then he was speaking about something and she blinked. Heat cycle? It hadn't been covered in her basic slave training one-oh-one by any of her previous masters. "Master Fin complained about my smell.... What's a heat cycle?" She looked up, confusion of the term in her eyes. She didn't meet his eyes though. In order to answer him she needed an idea of what he meant. Then there was the white one in her personal space and she pressed her ears and her eyes widened as he invaded her space. He asked about her previously offered conditions and she blinked. She gestured to the scar on her nose bridge then the one on her forehead with the scarred leg, then to her leg with her nose. "My first master used his teeth to carve my leg, said it made me fetch higher prices...... my Mistress took a knife to my nose to sever the receptors she said after she bashed my head in.... She accused me of sniffing after her personal desert......." She wasn't going to tell them much more. Her mistress had loved that stupid knife and falsely accusing slaves. Her first was just an asshole who bought her from her father. She tried to divert her eyes away and down from the white male, Ollie the Warlord had called him. |
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