This is the ending of Madeline's solo arc. From here she will be in Chase's arc and the rest of the Dungeon story. She might even get her own chapter as Princess.
After this story, if you haven't already, it should be followed by: In the Dungeon...and it will eventually tie into the Down on the Farm series. I have said most of them are in the same world.
As going back to my previous disclaimer, everyone in the story is over 18. If this is not your cup of bog water, please move onto what ever is.
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I was purposely late at the end of the month, only partially wanting to see if Madeline had shown. If not, she was not irreplaceable, if she did, I had to decide what to do with a slave I had grown bored of. My training had resumed and Noel was again available if I absolutely needed it.
Opening the door I found my slave, nude, kneeling on the floor, suitcase and a manila envelope sitting just out of her reach. Her eyes were down, hand clasped behind her back but for one of the first time since she starting coming here, she was not trembling.
"Hello Madeline." I greeted her. "Hello slave."
"Hello, Sir." she responded, her eyes not coming to mine but staying on the floor. Her voice, also much quieter than it had been. Apparently Chase had been having some effect on her.
"You came back." I said.
"Yes, Sir." she replied, starting to open her mouth to speak again.
