Slave Liberation

I looked up at Claude, who was gazing down at me as I lay on the white bed.

Slowly, I reached out to him.

Removal of the slave brand.

Since it was a fairly dangerous procedure, I’d come all the way to the chapel at Chris’s suggestion.

They were about to begin the final procedure to remove the brand.

“Aris… This might hurt a lot.”

“It’s all right. Even if it hurts, it can’t be worse than when they branded me.”

The first time they put the slave brand on me, it was the worst pain I’d ever felt.

Maybe losing my virginity one more time, or getting kicked in the balls, would’ve been better…?

It’s remarkable that I can make both comparisons at once...