A Slave to be Trained (On Hold)
What are you good for? What do you do well?" Wasn't that in the video tapes I did, though? Every detail of how developed I was?
"I- I was trained in different areas, I could cook, dance" I didn't miss the snicker that,came from the guy behind me, but I went on nonetheless "-Pole dancing as well as other- I could read and-" at that, he stopped me.
"Still got trouble understanding my question" he seemed bored "Let's try this, What, in your opinion -forget what Solomon told you- do you think you do best?" His use of the Trainer's first name distracted me for a second, but managed to focus on his question, the actual one.
"I- I could take a good beating, sir" I confessed. The trainer has never praised me for it, always took it for granted. But I knew it was something to proud of. I saw how the other slaves -even that,trained to be Firsts- behaved after punishments. I never did the same.
"Go on" was all he said, but I took it a good sign.
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