“Haaaa…” I wheezed. “Haaaa…”

“You can’t be done yet!” Alia exclaimed. “Do it harder! And with more meaning!”

“I can’t do it any longer,” I complained. “If I keep going, I’m gonna…”

“One more!” Alia yelled.

“AAAHHHHH!” I screamed as I slashed my sword one last time.

“Good, you can rest now,” Alia said.

I dropped my sword and fell to the ground on my back. I could do nothing but breathe as I tried to regain my composure.

It had been three weeks since Alia and Rosa tricked me and made me a slave. After that day, instead of heading back to the city, we travelled to Alia’s own estate. Being one of the king’s diamond adventurers, she was granted a huge mansion to do with as she pleased. She turned the estate into a training hall that had everything an adventurer needed to practice their skills.

In the morning, I train in the training arena Alia had installed in what was the ballroom. In the afternoon, which may I remind you is the heat of the day during the summer, I go out into the courtyard and train while Alia watches and gives orders. Today I swung my sword over and over like I did on my first day, however I did this for double the time and without any breaks.

“Don’t expect any praise, slave,” Alia said as she stepped on my chest. She slowly applied more and more pressure to my chest, making it harder for me to breathe. “Just be grateful that I am ending training without making you around the estate again.”

This was one of the most annoying parts about being a slave here. Alia has only called me slave this entire time, and she takes any chance she can to humiliate me like this. I’ve been stepped on, spat on, slapped, kicked, and even whipped.

The worst part is that it’s more than just trying to demean me; she really enjoys this type of play. She smiles harder when she steps on me than I’ve ever seen her smile. However, she never crosses a certain line which, I won’t lie, is kind of disappointing. Though if she did, this game wouldn’t keep its T for teen rating.

“I won’t keep you any longer,” Alia said as she removed her foot from my chest. “Go and do your end of day chores.”

“Yes master,” I was forced to say. She giggled grossly as I exited the courtyard. Stupid slave crest.

By the time training was over, it was sundown. I trained from the time I woke up until now, taking only two breaks to do chores. I was the only servant in this manor, meaning that I had to do all the tasks a team of servants would normally handle. Even if I couldn’t lift my arms, my slave crest would make my body move to complete everything that Alia ordered me to do.

My only reprieve is at midnight, where I am ordered to drop what I am doing and head to the dungeon. I stay awake for half an hour just in case Alia comes down to do more ‘training’, which is just basic exercise while she berates and abuses me. If I’m lucky, she won’t come down, and I’ll fall asleep almost immediately whether I want to or not.

Right now, I am to prepare a bath for Alia. She has a huge bathing area that only she and Rosa can use. I have to use the nearby lake, though it isn’t that bad once you get used to the leeches. I also have to scavenge for my food, since Alia won’t let me eat the food in the manor.

…

Damn it! This is so annoying!

Why am I the slave to some softcore dominatrix?! Isn't this the time to be hunting monsters, getting rich, and discovering my hidden potential? Yet these past three weeks, I have done nothing but train and work!

The goblin king fight should have been my “ah, so this is my true power…” moment! I’ve beaten that boss so many times, even when my character was level one! I know its attack patterns by memory, yet it somehow pulled out a new attack out of its butt! If not for that I would have gained a ton of levels, kicked Alia and Rosa’s butts when they tried to put a slave crest on me, and began my isekai OP protagonist life!

“EEEK!” a voice yelled.

I jolted awake. I was so deep in thought; I hadn’t even noticed that my body had begun moving on its own. I was now in the bathhouse, while Rosa was getting changed. Luckily, she was wearing a bathing suit, otherwise this game would lose its T for teen rating.

“Sorry!” I yelled as I began my first task of filling the bath.

“Pervert!” Rosa yelled. “I’ll start the bath, so get out!”

“I literally can’t,” I said. “Remember that slave crest you put on me? I can’t disobey Alia’s order to prepare the bath even if I wanted to. So just sit in the corner and wait until I-”

I didn’t notice it at first, but when I did, I immediately stopped. I could see Rosa’s exposed back, which had a black crest with a star on it.

“Rosa, is that a slave crest?” I asked. “Are you a slave too?”

“Ah, you noticed…” Rosa said. “Well, guess it doesn’t matter how I act now.”

With that, the previously bashful Rosa went back to her usual self. She walked over to the bath and sat at one of the benches while I filled it.

“Wait, if you’re a slave, then why am I doing all the work?!” I exclaimed.

“Well, Alia ordered me to act like this,” Rosa explained. “She said as long as I acted like her accomplice, I wouldn't have to do any work. It’s a long story.”

“Preparing a bath is a long task,” I said.

“Alright,” Rosa said. “It all started three months ago. I had left the village where I lived all of my life to become an adventurer. When I got to the city, I met Alia. She was friendly at first, helping me get my adventurer’s license and teaching me the basics of city living. She even offered to go with me on my first quest to make sure that I didn’t get killed. But it was a trap.”

“Let me guess, she killed you, revived you, then made you a slave in order to repay the cost of reviving you?” I asked.

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“No,” Rosa denied. “Instead, as I was fighting the quest monster, she jumped in front of my strike. Not only did the monster run away, but she claimed that I attacked her, giving her just cause to enslave me. Unlike you, there is no release date for me since attacking a king’s adventurer is punishable by enslavement.”

“Well, that sucks,” I said bluntly. “Though I don’t feel too bad since you tricked me.”

“It wasn’t like I wanted to!” Rosa yelled. “Alia ordered me to act like that.”

“Oh really?” I asked. “Then why are you only telling me this now?”

“Well, she ordered me to hide the fact that I was her slave,” Rosa said. “Once you found out, the command broke. After all, how can what I say give you the knowledge that I’m her slave, when you already have that knowledge?”

“Hmm…” I pondered. “I still can’t trust you. What if that’s black paint, and this is all a trick?”

“Ah…” Rosa said, like she had an epiphany. “So that’s why you didn’t know I was a slave until now.”

“What?” I asked.

“If you want to prove that I’m a real slave, just look at my status,” Rosa explained. “You know, open the menu like I taught you?”

“Wait, you can read the stats of other humans?” I asked. That wasn’t something you could do in the base game. Only items, party members, and enemies could be analyzed. Since I never formed an official party with Rosa, I thought that looking at her stats was impossible.

“Open a menu like I taught you and look at my status,” Rosa explained. “Or do you need me to reteach you?”

I did just as Rosa said and tried to open a basic menu.

Rosa (LV 3) [SLAVE] Health: 100% Attack Defense Agility Magic Luck Stats 3 2 5 3 4 Ability: ??? A girl of unknown origins. Currently acts as Alia's slave.

A girl of unknown origins. Currently acts as Alia’s slave.

Just as Rosa said, I could see her basic stats. The menu says that she is Alia’s slave, so I have no reason to doubt her anymore.

“Seems like you opened it,” Alia said. “Now do you believe me?”

“Hehehe…” I giggled.

“Huh?” Rosa questioned.

“HAHAHAHA!” I laughed maniacally.

“Did Alia step on your head this time?” Rosa asked. “Why are you laughing so hard?”

“Say, if we wanted to remove these crests, how would we do so?” I asked.

“What does that…” Rosa began saying. Realizing that it was pointless, however, she stopped and sighed. “Well, there are really only two ways. Either we get some Purified Water to remove the curse, or we make Alia use up all of her magic.”

“Her magic?” I asked. “Why does that matter?”

“It takes constant magic to keep the slave crest on a person,” Rosa explained. “If a person ever runs out of magic, every slave will be freed. It’s why slave owners have higher magic than the average human, since only those with high magic can handle owning a slave for a long period of time.”

“Alright, so all we need to do is deplete her magic,” I said.

“Are you thinking of breaking out?” Rosa asked. “Need I remind you that Alia is a diamond ranked adventurer, with the backing of the king? I’m silver ranked, and you aren’t even a registered adventure.”

“No, Alia isn’t even close to the toughest challenge this world has to offer,” I said. “If I can’t escape her, then what can I do in this world?”

“You died to a goblin king!” Rosa pointed out. “Meanwhile, Alia took care of the goblin king with a single swing of her sword. It would be another story if you leveled up, but you haven’t fought a single monster ever since you became a slave.”

“I know that I died, but it was a fluke,” I said. “I didn’t lack levels, I lacked knowledge. The tutorial of this game sucked.”

“Tutorial?” Alia asked.

“But now that I know that I can read the status of anyone I want, I can win against her,” I said. “I won’t force you, but will you help me with my plan?”

“I need to hear it first,” Rosa demanded.

I started telling Rosa about my plan. I cannot harm Alia while I’m a slave, so I would need to incapacitate her without damaging her in order to escape. However, if all I need to do is deplete her magic, then the items that I’ve been collecting these three weeks should do the trick. I then told her about the secret technique I developed in my three weeks here.

“Fine, but if you die, you better hope you stay dead,” Rosa said. “Otherwise, you’ll probably never be freed from that cell you sleep in.”

“I’m not planning on dying,” I said. “By tonight, we’re busting out of here. I won’t listen to her orders any longer!”

“Then why are you walking away,” Rosa asked. “Are you going to prepare her dinner?”

“Out of my own free will!” I yelled as I walked out of the bathhouse, totally on my own.