Madison's POV:
They pushed me into a dungeon, and I fell on the hard floor as soon as I lost balance. Blood gushed out of my bruised arm, but they never cared of it.
"I'm sure you're wondering why you were brought here" Emery laughed hysterically, and I reluctantly nodded my head in agreement.
"Well, this is a place where I'm going to teach you a lesson. I'll make you understand that a slave shouldn't just because he or she puts on a sack dress. The slave should be ready for any punishment" Emery laughed again, and that was when It started making sense to me why she brought me there.
"But... But I haven't done anything wrong. I've done everything that I was asked to do by the Master. Why should... Why should I be punished when I haven't committed any offense?" I stammered, and tear
