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Slaves were usually rewarded for good behavior, the better you acted the better your station was. The only exception to this was for branded slaves. They could do whatever their Master allowed, no matter how they behaved. "Get dressed," Mills ordered, directing her to a dresser. She put on a pale lavender dress, feeling how it hung loosely from her small body. She was not nearly as voluptuous as other slaves, let alone Morgan. This helped and hurt her in different ways; most soldiers never bothered with her while others specifically sought her out. It was worse when she first came, with her long blonde hair and Oral Sex youthful face she was a favorite among many. After a few weeks of running and being brought back, she realized the best way to combat them was to make herself less attractive. It didn't completely stop them but it helped, eating less also interrupted oral her period making it difficult for her to conceive. Seeing how beautiful and strong Morgan was though made AJ want to go back to her natural hair. She didn't know it was possible to be both in this horrible world. Mill's phone beeped with an incoming text. 'She's ready.' Patty flew the drone over the North Quadrant looking for the drop point. The care package was small but invaluable. It would be near impossible to get another implant gun for Morgan and needles were out of the question. Patty saw the small yellow tag on the dead tree trunk that was their designated drop point. She carefully brought the drone down, unlatching the small brown box when she was directly over the tree. It fell into the trunk, hidden from view and undetectable. Patty checked her watch, it was 17:47 hours. Morgan was running late, which was no surprise for her. Bringing the drone back up, she directed it over the area to see if she could spot her. Patty didn't see Morgan but she did see a handful of soldiers huddled in a small group nearby. Patty couldn't stay in the area, she risked tipping them off to the drop point with the drones presence. Patty was hopeful the soldiers were just there in passing, moving through on a routine scout. Saying a silent prayer, she flew the drone back to base. Morgan and AJ walked through the forest behind Joe's house enjoying the beautiful scenery. With it being summer in asian the South, the sun hung low in the sky well into the evening. Mills begrudgingly gave them about 20 feet of space as they walked, their quiet conversation Cumshots out of his earshot. "I need to get something while we're out here. It's really important that I get it without anyone seeing me. Do you think you could help me Alice?" AJ shook her head, determined to help in anyway she could. "That tree trunk over there has a brown box inside of it. I need to get it out and open it without this asshole seeing me," Morgan said in a low voice. As they walked together towards the tree, AJ felt her heart start to beat faster. "I need you to sit across from me on that log to block his line of sight," she said, nodding to the dead tree next to the trunk. AJ did exactly as she was told walking unassumingly to the log and sitting down across from Morgan. Morgan leaned over the trunk toward AJ showing Mills that they were taking a break from their walk. "Now just pretend to talk to me, this should be small enough for me to get with one hand," Morgan said reaching japanese into the trunk. Morgan saw someone walk up to Mills, turning his attention away from them. The prod hit the right nipple before she could say anything Cumshots else. “I was way too harsh. She bites her lips as she look back, looking at Troy who now have his hands on her waist, grabbing her belt. What have I gotten myself into, she thought. I'm sure you'll find a way to pay me back." She turned a tear-soaked face japanese up to him. 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