Lips bruised and cut, thighs sliced carefully and bleeding, spirit broken and skin raw from sunburn and lashings. She had failed to listen to her masters wishes carefully enough and as result had been punished. He had made sure not to leave any lasting scars anywhere significant enough to draw attention or cause her to look ugly, but she was hurting.
As she wandered Valail,
Sylvia did all she could to not break down. She had to be strong, it was the reason her master kept her as long as he did. It was under him as well that she had been dropped off in Valail to be ‘cleaned’ up. However with no money the human female was having trouble finding a free clinic.
Well, she had been having trouble anyway. However now that she had found the place; she almost wished she hadn’t. It was bare and seemed empty. Was there anyone even in the office itself? Sighing softly the fair skinned human pushed the door in, a soft tinkle of a bell sounding.
Blinking a couple times to readjust to the light, Sylvia came to notice the man standing at the desk. Smiling softly she cringed as her lips cracked.
“Are you welcoming new patients?” He voice was soft, but there were subtle hints that she was trying her hardest not to allow her emotions to get the best of her. Her Kindle she had decided to leave behind, as she was doing worse than her, and she rather not take the risk of drawing unwanted attention to herself.
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