Slavery had long been spread across the many kingdoms for as long as anyone could remember, humans although not being the first enslaved would hardly ever be the last as the outreach had stretched even to the unhumanized colonizes around the world... Many used for for merely entertainment of one kind or another... However most in pure reality where simply put to work.... Such was the case of Sir Henson Ballard's estate. Part of a smaller town just outside one of the mayjor kingdoms Henson's made his money just as many others did outside of the kingdoms, by farm and trade. However unlike most he hardly lifted a finger himself more so had triple the money as many did... All to thank the many he never paid a dime to....<br/><br/>While Henson wasn't the richest or the highest class man he was just as well known for the quality of his crops but also his workers; while others would be just as quick to call them slaves... But if they did their job, to which most of them did... they got fed, a good nights rest and even the occasional tip for their hard work... Although as time would have it even the best fruit tree had it's bad apples.. and thus left him with more then his fair share of cuts due to the lack of workers... Despite the fact he often like to brew his own workers, he had little choice but to visit one of the slave auctions over in the next town.<br/><br/>Lady luck would play in his favor quite well with his efforts too, to even ligthen the mood of bad apples news of his daughter's return from edict school where she had spent off and on for the last few years... Working hard to become a future wife to one of many eager suitors.. As for the helping hand, it was easy to put the term 'talking to a man about a horse' as The auction actually went fairly sour being as the slaves both human and anthroed where ether too wild or too weak for the farm life... but a back alley trade proved to be not only cheaper but worth much more his time...<br/><br/>Henson didn't question where the slave came from, but the fact it was a stallion just as easily told him that it couldn't have came from anywhere good... But regardless a back ally deal for a worker that could do the work of four normal workers was worth the hassle, even if the slave was wild and untamed... Fortunately after a 'good workers' pep talk from Henson it seemed to sink in the anthro's head that if he behaved he would have a decent life... if he didn't... well they could always use a fresh stalk of glue...<br/><br/>The work would seem hard at first, plowing fields and pulling stumps with a short amount of time the work too eased as the season started to change, and with spring finally coming to an end and with there fair less work to actually be had. Life for a time would be actually good... But only to be better once he met The master's youngest daughter...