SEVEN DAYS

Chap 22 ♣Day4 & 5 A Sense Of Normalcy, A Sense Of Pain

Immediately they got back to the building, Raven quickly got out of the car and ran up to her room, locking the door. And that's when the tears began. She didn't even know why she was crying. For things lost? For things never to be? For things that had come to an end? God where was Charlotte when she needed, her? On days like this, Char always knew what to say. Always had the answers.

Raven fell alseep to that thought a few minutes later, the last drops of tear, clinging to her eyelids.

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SEVEN DAYS OF SIN DAY 5}
      

Raven woke up the next morning, resuming her ritual for the past days. She showered, went to the drawer to collect the envelope tagged day 5 and opened it. The words briefly flickered through her eyes, she wasn't really reading it. She didn't really want to know what they planned for her today. But her eyes did jump down to the dressing section. She was to leave her hair loose, and wear the clothes tagged day 5. Going over to the wardrobe, she opened it, brought the clothe out, removing it from it's covering, she saw it was a red crop top, and matching red short skirt. Sort of like a waiter's uniform or what a high school cheerleader would wear. Luckily, it came with some sort of shorts she could wear under the short skirt.

She left her room and headed to the dining, Her head down, she was going to take the remaining days the way she took up every other challenge at the office. With steely determination and a calculating brain.

When she got there, she went to her chair and sat. Thankfully she wasn't late, but the others where already seated. Her eyes involuntarily glanced over to Mikhail's seat but to her surprise, he wasn't there.

"Master Mikhail isn't dining with us today?" Raven whispered to Mist at her side

"No. Mistress Rita mentioned something about he having to go to the Machiavellian Mansion for a council meeting. He is a new member of their council after all"

She fought against the disappointment that settled in the pit of her stomach at the news. It had been twelve hours since yesterday, since they'd last spoken, and already, she missed him. Already, she wished she hadn't said half the things she had. Even if they were true.

After they were done with dinner, Mistress Rita stood up to address them.

"Today is day 5 dear slaves. And we're going to be working with sex toys, and how they can literally save your relationships in the future. Or make a lonely woman not so um... lonely, if you get what I mean. We'll explore how they work, how you can get pleasure from each and everyone of them. Each and everyone of you will be prodded, and abused with nothing other toys. You will receive maximum pleasure from them, I guarantee you that. And we're going to show you how to pleasure someone else with it. Today's going to be one of the most memorable and knowledgeable days of your life. I can guarantee you that"

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"...So there's going to be a massive change in world power, and we're going to be ready for it, as we've always been. Gentlemen, I would love you to do the homework assigned to each and everyone of you. We adjourn here next meeting" and Dominikov Machiavelli stood up and walked out, immediately, he did, Mikahail bolted out as well