(Maybe “leading” is too strong a word. We couldn’t go far, but whenever we tired we could get back in the wagon. Amateur porn I remembered the last time in his tent and quickly pushed my face in the dirt and my ass in the air. Most of the slave women who got pregnant in the winter miscarried in the spring, and many bled out. I would have liked to stay a messenger, but working for the guard-whores wasn’t all that bad. Someone outside the wagons suddenly started screaming. They could have decided to use a braided whip or a stick instead of a wide leather strap on me. I think Tava was a little older than Lanti, but not quite as pretty. In the silence Lanti spoke up in a choked voice, “Master?”
“Speak slave.”
“May I suggest that you ask her how she knows it was ten days?”
Big Master turned back to me. I thought Lanti was being unfair, and after she slapped me I tried to make friends with Tava, but Tava wasn’t interested. Lanti had once told us that we should follow her lead if we didn’t know what to do, so I knelt on the ground, and put my face in dirt and my ass up, but I couldn’t stop crying. Some people took pity on me when I was 14
