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Friday Fictioneers: Slave Duties

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Thelma, Beatrice, and Georgette huddled in the back corner, awaiting the entrance of the Master’s wife , Angelica. She was the Lady of the House, and she conducted strict business with her “house slaves.”

“I reckon you’re in for an awful slashin!”, Beatrice whispered to Georgette.

“I pray for her mercy on you. Master & his wife always adding the distaste of untidiness in their stories away from home!”, Thelma added with empathetic eyes.

“Georgette, come with me! NOW!” Angelica harshly demanded. The night before flashed through Georgette’s mind. Her unexpected visitor charmed her with many sensual distractions.

 

17 Comments »

  1. What a sad story. Well done in so few words.

    Brandy, in your response to TheMinistryof. . . . you used the word “defiantly.” I think you meant “definitely.”

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