Chapter Seventeen
“Come on, you lazy bitches!” Lady called out. “The party has started already. Get moving!”
Tanya sighed and stood. All around her the other women were doing the same, some hastily making last-minute adjustments to their hair or makeup. It was good to be kept above ground. At least she knew that she had been here for fifteen days now. How many more days would she have to endure?
Then she thought of what she’d been told about the previous number Three and she couldn’t help shivering. Her name had been Graciela. She had lasted here for five years before she had become too listless and uncaring for the Master’s tastes. One night, she had been taken away, and no one had seen or heard of her since. She had not been the first of the Master’s slaves to be taken away like that.
