Chapter 8

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Master barks orders at Cherry, of course, she has no choice but to listen.

"Lovely job setting the table. Go get dressed now," Master points, still ordering Cherry around.

"What? But-"

"You didn't seriously think I'd trust you enough to leave you alone while a party was going on? You're slick, and I know somehow you'll slip right through my fingers, but I'm not going to let that happen," Master hisses.

Cherry tries to make a run for it, but Master catches her arm.

"I'm talking to you. Don't run away from me. Let's go over the rules, shall we?"

Cherry whimpers and nods. "S-sorry. Yes, let's go over the rules," Cherry says.

"What are they?" Master asks pointedly.

"Obey you,- and don't make eye contact with anyone."

"Excellent. Now, you're dismissed and may leave to get dressed. There's a red ball gown in the closet. It'll look lovely on you."

Cherry sniffles and runs up to put the dress on. Hours later, the guest arrived.

Cherry stands up and lets Master introduce her as a family friend.

One of the guests wearing a bow tie and short brown hair caught Cherry's eye. Of course, Master notices. He glares at Cherry and mouths that she's done it this time.

Cherry trembles as she goes about serving the guest, wondering what punishment awaits her now.

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