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The one good thing the doctor had to say, was that Kwaku knew how to use a whip so that it didn’t scar. I do have a small place on the right side of my back, that could leave a three inch scar. But that was from the four lashes given to me by Kwaku’s other slave.
I went out and watched Ayitey working in the pit, and answered his raised arms signal. I watched until Araway yelled it was time to leave. On the way home I ask about Ayitey, and when I could get with him again. Araway said I would just have too wait, and see how things worked out. I ask why my lunches with Ayitey were a problem, we didn’t cause any trouble.
Araway told me he allowed our lunches, so we could get better acquainted. But it seems other slaves thought Ayitey was getting special treatment. Kwaku had reported a couple of other slaves would like to have lunch with me, since Ayitey was permitted. I didn’t say anything, but now I know it was Kwaku’s jealousy that stopped my lunches with Ayitey.
After our supper I went to my room, and checked, in the mirror, to see what my back looked like. I now had six red whelps on my back, two other noticeable whelps, and the three inch scar. I knew I should get away from Kwaku, but I can’t seem to break the hold he has on me. I guess it’s because I’m a submissive person and Kwaku is a total dominating man.
I lay in bed thinking about Ayitey and about Kwaku, thinking about two slaves with a brutal Master. This was just a fantasy to bring to special slaves together under one Master.
The next morning at the mine, Kwaku came to me and told me the next slave auction would be held in ten days. He wanted to know if I was still interested, and I told him I was looking forward to the auction. He ask me if I had said anything to Araway about the auction, and I had to admit I hadn’t said a word.
Kwaku wanted to know how I was going to handle being away for two day, without telling Araway. I told him I would have to think of something, because I was sure Araway wouldn’t approve. Kwaku said he would try to come up with an idea, but for me to try and work things out.
I spent the rest of the day watching Ayitey working in the pit.