“What are standing there for? Follow me.” Said the red haired man.
I followed the man, I don’t really care about anything, but I am feeling curious about my surroundings.
“Now you understand me!” The red haired man said. “My name is Sior, but you will call me sir, or master. Do you understand?” I nodded. “Good, now that we have that in order, what is your name?”
I did not respond.
“What do you have a name or not? I order you to reveal your name!” Sior said.
I felt something constricting my neck. Since I do not need oxygen, I have no problems.
“Does the slave collar not work, or does this guy not know his name?” Sior said to himself lightly. “Whatever! Can you at least speak?”
I did not respond. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to, but the collar is still constricting my neck, and so I am having trouble speaking due to lack of oxygen.
“Seems you can’t speak. Whatever, we will just have you do some heavy lifting, and then sell you off to some scientist.” Sior said.
During our conversation, I noticed my surrounding. The first thing I noticed that There are six large tents, all in a circle pointing to the center where there is a campfire. There are chairs around the campfire, and it seemed after meeting me, these men had returned to their boisterous moods. Now, however, I can understand them.
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“Man I can’t wait to leave this cold hell hole. My balls feel like they will freeze off.” Said one man.
“Ha, just be glad you have some warm clothing on.” Said another man looking at me while sneering. “Look at ‘im you can see his junk and everything. Does he not feel cold.”
“What are you suddenly into men?” The others around the campfire laughed.
Their conversations continued, but I didn’t really care for the contents. I did notice that there are about eight men who are having fun around the campfire. I did not see the androgynous man from before though.
Sior lead me into one of the large tents, the room smells terrible due to the animals that live here.
“You will be taking care of the tasks set by this man.” Said Sior pointing to another man. I noticed that this man was the timid man from before who had put the collar on me.
After saying this, Sior left.
“Welp, it's just you and me now.” Said this man. “The name is Dirk.” Then the man named Dirk stuck his hand out. “Nice to meet you.”
I did not move a muscle.
Dirk awkwardly takes his hand back. “Anyway, I am a slave, like Sir Sior had said and there is also Duncan who is the other slave.” Dirk said in a less friendly tone. “You will be in charge of taking care of the horse crap and moving it away from the campsite. This job is dangerous as you have to move quite far so that the others don’t smell it, and you could get attacked by monsters at anytime. But that does not matter to you oh friend who cannot be killed by weapons.” We both hear a disgusting noise that is accompanied by a terrible smell. “It seems like you have your first job.” With that Dirk left. I started to get to work, not caring for the smell or anything.