Kyle looked back and forth to Verona and then to the window. She watched her hesitant steps back and forward then stopping when she heard his proclamation of her freedom.  He saw her face as he said. He wanted to see her face happy. It seemed such a shame to keep that beautiful girl unhappy. Kyle has had various slaves and none of them had been granted freedom.”There is not phone here. . , you will have to wait for the post.” Kyle said reluctantly walking over to his bookshelf. He pulled out an unknown book sifting through the pages. The book was entitled “Slaving: The Complete Bible of Slavery”.<br/><br/>“Chapter One: I want my freedom.” Kyle began to read. “As the golden role of slavery will go, never let your slaves go free. It will be there number one goal to achieve this freedom.  You, as the slaver must strip their lives of any reason, that they may want freedom as a human being.” Kyle closed the hand book shifting through to further chapters.<br/><br/>“Chapter 36: Punishment and Torture. . . “Kyle began with an obviously very aggravated tone. “ ahhh, Why do I even have to read this I already know.” Kyle threw the book across the room slamming into a globe sitting across the room. Now Kyle was getting more and more upset with his newest slave. “Grant you freedom have you gone mad.” Kyle started yelling as he walked towards her with a fast confident pace.”The things I will do. . .” Kyle grabbed her arm dragging her out of the room, obviously not letting her go any time soon. He paced to the great hall where several slaves gathered to chatter about latest gossip through the mansion. Kyle tramped up to them about 8 feet away he tossed Verona onto the floor in front of them, making her slide to their feet.<br/><br/>“Take her to the room; make her forget about her family.” Kyle said in a now, extremely angry tone. He turned his back and started walking the direction he came. Kyle looked back at the girls all sort of dumbstruck “NOW. . “ Kyle shouted still walking back to the den. The five slaves at the last request quickly bent down and picked up Verona as she lay on the floor in awe. They started walking upstairs. The curving staircase went around as they reached the second floor. They made a right down a long corridor. Many doors on each side; they walked past many of them to reach the final door. He opened it with a key waking into the room two slaves parted inside the room for preparation as three left behind to contain Verona. They opened the door dragging her into the room which contained many pieces of furniture, that which all had chains and restraints attached to each piece. They threw her onto the long couch slapping her in the face to subdue her for the restraints. They attached one to her wrist and one to her ankle. They laughed looking at her with desire; they touched her legs as they walked out of the room. In walked what seemed to be a head mistress. She walked with an upward, straight posture, her heels clicking as she walked.<br/><br/>She pulled up a chair from the corner of the room sitting on it placing her baton on her face pushing her down slightly.”What is the deal champ, sisters told me you got him angry.” She said surprisingly in a sort of sincere tone. She dragged the whip down her neck to her legs tapping her feet slightly as she spoke.<br/>