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I am no longer pay attention. True, a couple of times Campaigner, hihikaya, kissed me, and the office of anger pnul on foot, because I prevented him clean. Left alone, I tried to struggle to free themselves, dergaya rings and syak, all kinds of bending, but only finally exhaled, nater until blood wrist and nearly vyvernul imagine joints. Follow-clock became painfully. zatekla spin, infected bone, and I gave everything would sip of water. I tried to ask about it occasionally appearing in the Hall servants, but me or ignored, or spat in my direction.

Riveted by the wrist to the floor, I was forced to sit on his knees, bending his back. Account time was lost. If I tried to lie down, and it is noticed, it strikes me raised. From time to time came Vikings, that led me to the hall, beat whipping me on posinevshey already hemorrhaging from the back to ensure obedience. The time when I felt again approaching death. No beating I already could not raise its knees, although my torturers stitch me head on the floor, beaten on the genitals.

Thirst seemed to be burned my mouth. Reason, albeit with difficulty, still left me without having suffering. And it was the second time, when fate gave me a decent ishod.4. Even better - rumors gentleman, reading the latest record - and what you are not told, nor keeping urine as bile and istorg valyalsya in their uncleanness, as a pig? (You bet. But what I can do?) I demand reliability. You're obliged to present all dirty and painful for you the details. Now write, as has been broken thy will, and you call yourself a slave himself.

Listen, the landowner. Every time I saw then that person, it was for me a life-giving moisture, G©ventuels my lips. This slope should be me neizyasnimo face was so beautiful and surrounded by celestial light. A few drops of water joined me in the mouth and there protolknuli piece of bread. I was struck by this light, this beauty. Sperm shack movies - the red boots. Life is so power called me back, that I could not resist. Perhaps, just at the moment and I finally lost its broadcasting. Next to these celestial being, pozhalevshim me, stood Frey.

I almost did not understand their speech, but, with the words of my host, this was so. - Do you want to kill him? - Pridurok too proud. - Yes you only look at how beautiful creature. - I liked it, too, so I seized it, but boy was so stubborn. If not subordinate to me, even better sdohnet. - You always true, Frey. Give me napoit it and see. - Yes do what you want. But if the dryan will continue vykobenivatsya, I swear, released him gut. Brave face of the slope should be me again, cool pen touched my dirty face.

- You will serve its master? I wanted to see it, be in the same world, and that she, with her breathe one air, so I wanted to live. She saw this in my opinion and with a smile turned to Frey. I quickly returned herbal broth forces. Actually, I should say, people in these lands big plant connoisseurs. What is indeed a poison herb, which I was paralysed. Or scar on my cheek. I saw a lot of scars, holding weapons in the hands of six years. But this more like the ugly lizards. Mr. caused me to it, so I no longer attracted women's views.

I remember with hatred as he looked at me, then pulling a knife and polosnul me in the face of the temple to the chin. Blood instantly Hall me neck, a landowner in the wound became rub in some powder. I could not touch a person sensed but, as it burns. This is a gift from me to you - the owner will be pleased to consider the results - to get fat you rantula skin, and no one else look at your side twice. Then, seeing reflected in the water, and I did not want to look at it a second time. But it was later, but then I got together with three young men have led to the square.

Young people are most likely to have been captured in battle with neighboring tribes. We all proiznesli words, establishing our new status in this society. Every one of us vyzhgli mark on the chest of his master affiliation on the neck and sealed Dog-collar, now I will be compelled before the end of his life. I lost your name and freedom, hoping to buy: I do not know chto.5. If a Libyan soldier gives the word, he Keep it even at the cost of their lives.

Mr knew about this, so it was important to make my words. I - office, Skanda. The name of my master - Frey. Since then I have become a living thing, despises nichtozhestvo. I was taken to the house of my host and explained that I must be ready at any moment lead to his call and execute any order. He called me very shortly to start and hit several times on my head with a stick inducement. Beale he force sex, simply to cause me pain. Then I was trained. forced lie on the floor, stand, fall to its knees, get up again, kiss his hands, feet. Told me bare, was carefully considered, my body, oschupyvat it. Szhimaya all sensitive places, that gets him under the arm, the owner looked into my eyes, waiting, I vskriknu or not. This strange game he was, checking my resignation to him.