Odastein
Spectator
The overseer had told her that serving at the palace was the best position a slave could aspire to, but after only three days, she was already regretting her past life as a field slave. At the farm, the work was hard, but at least she wasn't a mere sexual object constantly used and abused in all conceivable ways, she wasn't whipped for any reason or even no reason at all, and her rustic rags protected her modesty, while the minuscule piece of half transparent fabric she was now wearing only made her feel even more naked and exposed.