Good slaves don't complain

"You need to keep up the façade. Complain about your food and claim that your rich master would feed you real food. Even if they don't feed you and just find you annoying, they'll more likely believe you are a **** to a rich snob."

Target ≥ 10

1d100+27 Roll = 110

Successful Suggestion (+1 Corruption Point)

Jade Sato (Update):

Corruption Points = 28

Jade looked down at the bowl with a mix of disgust and outrage. "You call that food?" She fumed, looking up at the slaver, "That looks miserable!" Jade rose to her feet. "My master would always feed me-" SLAP! She fell silent and she felt the man strike her face. Her vision swam and she stumbled backward, falling on her rear end as Jade looked up at the fat one in shock.

"Good slaves..." He said, in a tone that almost dared her to challenge him, "Don't complain." He looked down at the food, before smirking, then made a slight gargling sound with his throat, and spat in it, before walking back over to Jeremiah and sitting beside him, as if nothing had happened. Jade watched on in shock, her face stinging from where his palm had connected. She looked down at the bowl on the floor, now with a fresh globule of the man's saliva slowly sinking into the murky "food". Her stomach growled.

"You told slavers you were a **** and expected to be treated like not a ****? Drink your dinner well you reflect on how stupid you must be to have expected a different outcome"

Target ≥ 30

1d100+28 Roll = 44

Successful Suggestion (+2 Corruption Point)

Jade Sato (Update):

Corruption Points = 30

Jade slowly shifted her form around so that she was kneeling before the bowl. She peered up at the camp around her, seeing the slavers laughing beside the fire, now digging into generous portions of meat. The slaves just quietly ate, their faces buried in the bowls in front of them. I'm such an idiot... Jade thought glumly, as she slowly leaned down and stuck out a tongue experimentally into the bowl. It was salty and cold, with a texture that reminded her of custard, but slightly gritty. Her stomach growled again, even roused by this pitiful meal, if you could even call it that, before her, and so, gulping in trepidation, Jade leaned forward and slowly submerged the lower half of her face into the bowl, like a subservient dog.

She barely had to chew as the cold slop dribbled down her throat with each mouthful, shivers running down her spine, and yet she didn't stop, and before she knew it, her bowl was basically empty, but her stomach felt about the same. She mewled in disappointment and looked up in dismay as she saw the men finishing the last of the meat whilst laughing heartily.

"Go clean the blindfolded **** of any drops they missed with your tongue."

Target ≥ 60

1d100+30 Roll = 129

Successful Suggestion (+3 Corruption Point)

Jade Sato (Update):

Corruption Points = 33

Jade tried to resist the suggestion, but her stomach didn't as it growled angrily, ordering her to comply. Slowly, Jade struggled to her feet and made her way across the camp, with the men stopping and watching her in amusement, entertained by her struggle. She kneeled before one of the **** girls who had already finished her meal. The girl's skin was a grey hue, with pointed ears and white hair, but Jade wasn't paying attention to that as much as she was to the remnants of "**** food" smeared on the girl's face. After a moment's hesitation, Jade leaned forward, licking at the warm skin of the **** girl who let out a squeak and tried to move backward.

"DON'T MOVE ELF-SLUT!" One of the men barked behind you, "The new girl is puttin' on a show fer us!" Jade heard the men laugh but ignored it as the elf relaxed and stopped struggling, allowing Jade to lick her face clean, replacing the **** food coating with her own saliva. Jade repeated this process with the other two **** girls; a pair of humans, one ginger and one brunette, all the while the slavers behind her laughed and mocked. When she was done, Jade slumped down in a kneeling position, feeling just as hungry as before.

"That was a pretty nice show lass," She heard one of the men say, as he came up behind her and placed his warm hands on her shoulders, causing her to lean into his hands. "So I'm gonna reward yer, fer being a good ****." His breath crept over Jade's shoulder; it smelt of meat and ****. "Instead of sleepin' out her with the other slaves or keepin' watch..." One of his hands started to rub down her arm. "Yer can come to sleep in my tent, with me."

Comment a suggestion from the voice for Jade.