"I'm sure your Master doesn't give you ice cream often does he?" Madalyn teased slightly as she took a few bites herself. Moving towards the table she took a seat neither indicating whether Julia should join her or not. She wanted to see what the girl was used to. There were a lot of things she was sure she had been deprived of but Madalyn didn't think that was the most effective way to handle a slave.<br/><br/>The happier a slave was the happier the owner could be after all. Who would want a miserable slave?