Gob POV
I looked at my slaves. They were still terrified.
Trader: Oh, one last thing sir. They can not disobey your orders. If they were to disobey they would feel immense pain and eventually they would die from that pain.
Gob: I would like to speak with them privately.
Trader: Oh, right. I will be in the other side of the room.
The trader walked away I looked back at my new slaves.
Wenly: Um... Master... what are you going to do with us?
I kneeled.
Crack
Wenly: What was that?
Gob: Nothing important. Only my leg.
They were still in the cage and were staring at me.
Gob: I won't harm you. Wait. Maybe because my "Taming" is so high... I must be some kind of horror.
They looked less terrified but they were afraid even after I said that I won't harm them.
Gob: Let's get going. We don't want to bather the trader any longer.
Slyt: As you wish, Master.
Slyt stood up and helped Wenly up. Wenly was shaking and not only because of her injures but she was still afraid. I turned around.
Gob: Wenly.
Wenly: YES Master?
Gob: Don't force yourself. Hop on.
Wenly: No. Master, I can't possibly do that. I don't wa...
Gob: Hop on and don't be afraid.
Wenly: Yes.
Slyt helped her onto my back and I gently hold her legs. Her legs were so slim. They must be very young and underfed.
Gob: Wenly, hug my neck so that you won't fall off.
Wenly: As you command.
She lightly hugged my neck. I stood up and started walking to the exit.
Gob: Goodbye
Trader: I hope we meet again soon sir.
As I was walking I could feel as Wenly was shaking on my back. On our way to the gates, I saw a restaurant and both of them seem very slime and must be hungry I decided to go inside.
Gob: WAnna eat something?
Wenly: W-we will eat whenever we are ordered to and whatever we are ordered to.
Gob: Fine. Let's go inside.
We walked inside and we stopped at a table I sat Wenly into a chair then sat down next to her. Slyt sat onto my right. Soon the waiter came.
Waiter: What do you wish to eat?
Gob: I will have some chicken if possible. What about you girls?
Wenly: Nothing.
Slyt: Nothing.
Gob: Then we will have three chicken.
Slyt: What?
Wenly: Master. you shouldn't...
Gob: Are you saying you are perfectly well-fed and you are not hungry.
Slyt: That is not the case master.
Gob: Right then you will eat.
Wenly: As you wish.
