What does your master have in store now?
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William begins to do your makeup. Shadow is put on your eyelids, blush is applied to your cheeks, and your nails are painted red. Your lips are now purple and your hair is dyed black with silver highlights.
As you look in the mirror you can’t recognize the face you see. Gone is the Ashley that existed all your life. This is the vestige of William’s slave.
Yet strangely the transformation seems natural. Was this who you were meant to be?
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