My dad was an idiot.

He really thought that I would want a slave? Those stupid, ugly, things! They were vial creatures that wanted nothing more then to fulfil there sex craze and go to the next "master". They repulsed me.

"William! Will you just calm down for one second and let me speak!" My mom yelled at me. My mom was tiny, about 5'1" to be exact, but if you got on her bad side. Well not only did you have to deal with the tiny devil, you had to deal with the Alpha. Yea the Alpha was my dad and this tiny Tasmanian devil's mate.

"Mom. You know how I feel about those slaves!" I whined. Plopping my self down onto the couch. The soft brown fabric almost matched my skin tone.

" I know Will. That's what I was trying to tell you. Your father didn't go there to get a slave for you, he is getting a slave for us. The girl is going to be apart of the maids, and help out around here. Its only her first year in the slave trade and she is still a virgin. We are hoping that she would be of some help with Alice and Layne." my mom said.

"So why is he getting two then?" I asked, slightly less mad.

" He is getting two so you can let your anger out on the other one, that one actually wants it." she said sitting down. Her pregnant belly stuck out with a sore thumb. She was about 25 weeks pregnant with twins, Danielle and Ricky.

"oh. Then why did he say one of them is mine?" I asked.

She rubbed her belly a little. The blue long dress she was wearing seemed to only extenuate her belly. " Because the man your father paid said he can only give out one slave to one master at a time. So he put it under your name until tomorrow, he'll go back and change it." she said taking a long sigh then leaning back in the brown love seat.

"William! Come help me unload will you?" I heard my dad yell from the garage door. My mom hushed him and went upstairs to check on Alice and Layne.

" Coming dad!" I said back. I walked in to the garage and saw two girls. One was tall, about 5' 6", and had long brown hair to her butt. She I could tell, was the one my dad got me to " let out pent up energy."

" Here Will. This one is called Veronica, but you can call her whatever you want. She is the one you'll get to let out energy on. Take her into the dungeon while I take in this one." he said shoving "veronica" to me. I grabbed her arm roughly and tugged her through the house into the dungeon.

"Here you go slut. I'll come down later to have fun with you." I said before slamming the door and locking it.

I made my way back up to the main room, the stair way to the dungeon was lined with cold grey bricks. It was always about ten degrees colder in the dungeon then upstairs. I heard voices talking as I met the last step to the main room.

"Dan, isn't she pretty! Ooh the girls are going to love you sweety!" my mom was gushing over the other slave. I didn't bother to look at her. I already knew what I was looking at. An ugly whore.

"William! say hello!" my mom said.

"Hi." I said curtly. I grabbed my phone from the wooden table that was next to the couch and headed down the hall to my room.

I heard my mom apologizing for my behavior and whatever. I didn't really care. She was a slut anyway.

977501~ pov:

"Hi" he said it so snappy. I continued to look at the ground, not saying anything. I'd be lying if I said that I didn't like the sound of his voice. Even if it was angry.

"Oh sweety don't listen to him. He's just a grumpy pants. What's your name?" the women said. She was spunky, she was wearing a long dark blue dress that reached all the way to the floor and was barefoot. I could also tell she was very pregnant.

"977501." I said in a small voice. Slaves didn't have names. Unless your first master gave you a name then you were called your number, or another vial name.

" No sweety. I mean your real name." she said her voice very soft and kind. No one had ever talked to me like that. It was nice.

"Sweet heart she doesn't have one yet. Remember we are her first." Master Alkwood said.

"Oh well we must fix that!" the women said. " firstly though lets get you to bed. Its very late!"

"Were is the dungeon mistress I will show myself there?" I said. Mistress should defently not climb down or up stairs, what if she fell!

" Oh sweetheart you are most defently NOT sleeping in the dungeon and call me Kelsey please!" Mistre- I mean Kelsey said. She grasped my hand gently, it was soft.

She lead me through a hallway to a door. Opening the door I saw that the carpet was a light brown. "Its to nice for me miss. Kelsey. I can sleep in the dungeon, It is no problem."

"No." she said frankly. " You will sleep here." she said.

"Thank you Miss. Kelsey." I said in a small voice.

" Good night sweetheart. I will see you in the morning." she said kissing my forehead and walking out the door.