Master doesn't share his name with slaves

"Master never shared his name with his stupid **** but he is RICH."

Target ≥ 40

1d100+26 Roll = 100

Successful Suggestion (+1 Corruption Point)

Jade Sato (Update):

Corruption Points = 27

"I... d-don't know?" Jade squeaked, unconvinced this plan would work, "M-master never told me his name! I j-just know that he's r-rich..." She watched as the two men whispered amongst themselves again, anxiously waiting. Eventually, the pair seemed to make up their minds as they turned back to Jade.

"Alright, luv'" The fat one said "'ere's the plan. Yer can travel with us to Sevastopol, where we'll find yer 'master' and he can give us a reward for returnin' such a pretty thing. Got it?" The fat stepped closer and began to stroke Jade's hair as he said this. She shuddered slightly; he smelt of smoke and sweat but tried her best not to recoil from it and arouse suspicion.

"O-okay..." She mumbled looking at the ground.

"Ah ah ah..." The fat one grabbed her chin and pulled her face up to look at him, "Say it properly luv'. You'll address me and Jerry 'ere as 'sir', like a good little slut." Jade's face flushed with a mix of shame and anger, but she grit her teeth and sucked it up for now.

"Y-yes sir." She said. This seemed to please the fat one, as he had a slimy smirk on his face and she wrapped his arm around her and brought her over to Jerimiah, placing her just in front of them. Jade looked back at the pair of them anxiously. "U-um..." She began, "Sirs? I'm still tied up." Jeremiah laughed slightly, while the fat one smirked.

"Oh we know luv'" He wheezed, "Can't 'ave you running off can we? Just be glad we're out of chains. Now..." There was a loud groan as he bent down to pick the chain back up and gave it a tug, causing the girls behind to stumble and complain against their gags. Then, he looked forward and...

SLAP! Jade felt the cold flesh of the man's hand connect with her scantily covered ass as her face glowed red. "Get movin' girl. If we're gonna make it by 'morrow, we need to get a move on." Jade scowled slightly to herself but nonetheless began to walk, ignoring the sting of her feet and of her behind, hearing the pair chuckling pervertedly behind her.

Throughout the rest of the day, the pair made Jade march ahead of them relentlessly, slapping her ass whenever she slowed down or just because they felt like it. By the end of the day, both pairs of her cheeks were red as a tomato and she was exhausted, so when they set up camp for the night, she practically collapsed with gratitude. They set up two tents and began to roast some kind of unidentified meat over the campfire they had made. She hadn't realised just how hungry she was until she smelt it but felt her mouth begin to water as she watched Jeremiah turn the skewer around and the meat slowly browned and became golden, dripping fat down onto the flames, causing the air to fill with a delicious aroma. Her view, however, was cut off as the fat one stepped in front of her, leaning down and placing a bowl on the floor. Jade looked down at it quizzically. It was a dog bowl, the name "Bitch" printed on it, and inside was what looked like...

"A bowl of cum?" Jade asked weakly. The fat one just rolled his eyes.

"God, you are one dumb cunt aren't yer?" He said in a mocking tone. "That," He pointed at the bowl, "Is **** food. Got all the nutrients, vitamins, and whatever else yer could need." Jade looked down at the bowl again, feeling her stomach drop as she realised what he was saying. She looked past him, seeing the other slaves, still blindfolded. kneeling down with their faces in bowls of their own, eating hungrily, before looking back up at the man who was glaring down at her expectedly.

Comment a suggestion from the voice for Jade.