Sydney Posted April 11, 2019 Share Posted April 11, 2019 It had been a month since Justinia was sold to the slave trader. She had been with them for twelve years. Twelve years of hard work had been for nothing. Now she was almost back on the market, or she was going to be again. The thought terrified her. She had a traumatic experience when she was five. She was taken away from Alexandria and thrown on a boat, almost dying from suffocation from so many slaves, and then being tossed in a foreign land she didn't know. Her previous Dominus was so jealous of her that she was almost glad she was sold, but she had to start the process all over again. For the time being, it was with a man named Spurius. She mostly tried to fly under the radar of him. She was always extremely respectful and did things with no fuss. She wondered where her next home would be. Would it be like last time, where she might have a mother-figure to look up to but have an abusive family member? There were talks of her belonging in a brothel when she was in the previous household, so maybe she would be sent somewhere like that? The woman didn't know, but she hoped to find a place where they wouldn't hurt her. The only life she had mostly known was being a slave, so she had no desire to even break out of that title. She only remembered small details of Alexandria where she was born a bastard slave, but she had no knowledge of how she would ever get back to her mother. That was assuming her mother was alive, which she probably wasn't. Justinia snapped out of it when another slave told her that Spurius needed her. It was possible that it wasn't true, as she heard stories of people saying that their master needing them and didn't, resulting in a beating. That was the last thing Justinia wanted, but she went along anyways. She was scared that it was time for her auction, though she didn't want it to be yet. Another thought was whether she would be held for private or public auction. She was young, beautiful, and in good health, so she was wishing for a private one, though it was never up to her. She stood in front of her temporary Dominus, his height towering above her petite stature. "You called Dominus?" She said, her eyes looking down out of respect. @Sarah Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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