Some days have passed and life in the estate return to the normal. And me, I tok again my post. My daily service let myself exhausted and on the evening I am just thinking about some rest. I'm really drained by the radiations of the temporal nazi enclave. Even if I am better. It's late when somebody knocks on my door.

- Oh! Here you are Master. I'm going to have a shower. Master! Roses for an humble slave ?

- Not so humble. But I would like to be forgiven for that mission when you almost nearly died.

- That's nothing Master. Come in. I'm going to put them in a vase... Come in please.

Roses... My Master gave roses to me ! Red roses. I am wonderfully touched and I can't stop some tears in my eyes.

- Ooooh Master... You always rip my dresses.

- Doesn't matter. I like that. I like to force you, Agnes. I do like rape you. And you do appreciate.

So. How can I resist to Master when he wants to use his slave ? So I let to him; I let him to tear my nice kimono to pieces; I let him to lift me in his strong arms and carry me to the bed.

While he is undressing (oh He's not going to take me full dressed ?) I look at him. My Master, I choosed myself, is handsome ....Oooooh...

I leave you now... My Master, my Prince is gently caressing me then more firmly. I close my eyes, I know he is going to kiss me. His warm breath is touching my parted lips lightly. I....