Servitude

When your mind clears, you find yourself thinking quite differently. Somehow, your mind had become subservient and weak. You no longer know anything other than that Korak is your master, and you must obey him. Korak lets you down from the table.

You drop to one knee in front of him and ask "What is it you wish of me, master?" Korak grins.

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Later, you have re-dressed in the slave outfit. It is identical to your previous one, but the slave outfit is brown and tattered. Korak has you cooking and cleaning for him, as well as doing other odd jobs. You find it irritating that the guards seem to have little or no respect for you, but you know that you are just a lowly slave, an object to be used. Of course, you still have your old memories, and hope for someone to help you, but now that you know nothing other than serving Korak, you're not sure you could survive outside.

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