Jasmine stood at the backyard when Blaze returned with digging materials and a slave cloth.

"This is to differentiate you from the servants." He handed it over to her.

She took it from her and left his sight in her room. There, she changed her cloth and wore the one given to her by the chief slave.

Standing before the mirror, she noticed how tattered the cloth looked on her. It disclosed the side of her breast and then made her nipple pointed.

Her back was bare open and the cloth was long enough that it reached her feet.

She wasn't feeling comfortable having the cloth on, but she had no other option than to do according to the order given to her.

The cloth looked like a rag on her, if she's still with her parents… she wouldn't hesitate to dispose of the cloth.

When she felt she had wasted lots of time in the room, she twitched out to the backyard again.

The chief slave threw lustful glares at her. He loved how her breast stood in the cloth pointing out like it needed him.

All through his life as a man, he hasn't set his eyes on such a damsel. Amongst all the ladies working for his master, Jasmine had the greatest beauty with a seductive shape.

Her skin glowed showing that he's father is damn wealthy. Mere looking at her, she doesn't deserve to work as a slave.

But he knows that his master had suffered a lot because of the situation he's in through her father. He's homeless without a family because of her father, and so she will pay for all the pains his master had passed through all these fifteen years in the mafia Villa.

He handed the digger with a spade to her and ordered that she should start work.

Jasmine bent low and began digging the turgid ground.

"Bitch, that's not how to do it." He took the digger from her and began teaching her.

He wouldn't blame her because she hasn't experienced such a thing for the first time.

Jasmine took the digger from him and began her job, it was so painful to her that she felt like collapsing.

Due to how loose the cloth was on her, her burst bounced up and down in it causing the chief slave to let his mouth agape staring at her chest.

He would never let this privilege surpass him. Lots of the female slaves offer themselves to him so they wouldn't work, and this is the time to get such thing from the lady standing before him too.

Despite the fact he's aware that she's his master's sex slave, he wouldn't mind tasting his master's food. Besides, it's part of relieving her of the stress of working all day.

He moved closer to her and caressed her hair. "I can see that you're weak already. You haven't dug much since you started." He uttered, rubbing her hair.

Jasmine wanted to act deaf to what he's saying, but seeing him rub her hair made her uncomfortable.

She flicked her head backwards expressing how irritating she feels. "Let go of my hair."

"I'm doing this to calm your nerves." He mentioned and grinned.

She stood up. "The work is hectic already, so there's nothing that you would do to make it easier." She bent low again and began digging.

He moved to her front and licked his lips. Her breast was almost out of her cloth.

Jasmine never cared for his stares, she didn't even spare her a glance. All that matters to her is to dig the hole with all her efforts, even though she's lacking strength already.

Blaze shifted the spade at a side when she stood erect taking a rest, he gripped her breast from the back.

She recalled what her master had said to her about her body. It's only his, so anyone that touches her will face the consequences.

His face grimaced and she kicked his palm away from her breast.

He got annoyed. "Why should you do that?"

"You don't have the right to do that, my body belongs to my master alone… so get your eyes off me." She snapped.

Blaze felt irritated. No lady, especially slaves have ever rejected him for once because they know the consequences.

"Look, I'm trying to relieve you of the stress you're into, so you don't need to deny this." He stated.

Jasmine hissed and grabbed the digger again.

He took it away from her. "Ask the other female slaves so they can tell you of me. If you ever resist my touch, then I'll make sure you suffer in working hard."

She felt her heart beat increasing. He's obviously telling the truth. Her rate of punishment lies in his hands.

And some other thing, if he acts stubborn… then he will deal with her in some other ways.

Her master isn't gonna save her, all he knows is to have her on his bed anytime he wants. So despite the order she gave towards her body, the punishment she will pass through in the hands of the higher slaves if she proves stubborn is what he wouldn't care to know.

"What are you saying, Miss?"

"Master said that no one has the right to touch my body." She replied.

"But you don't need to tell him, besides he isn't the one giving you work or doing the work. Make the right choice, and you know the consequences of saying no to my request right?" He coughed slightly.

He glanced at her and then began. "You are just his sex slave, nothing else. Just to satisfy him with your body. But when it comes to work and punishments for the slaves, it lies in my hands."

Jasmine almost broke up in tears. She wouldn't love to shed tears in his presence.

It's obvious that having herself under her master is one thing she's trying to make part of her, and here is the chief slave making same request too.

And she is still a virgin, she will never let this fellow slave take her dignity… it's better the master does that.

She didn't say a word to him again, rather she bent down and continued her work.

Some seconds elapsed, and she felt his palm on her breast again. This time she didn't take action, though she almost did that.

But remembering that he might increase the intensity of her work frightened her, so she had to keep mute and wished someone would come over.

Oh! That is if the person can stop him.

He gripped and pressed it, and then rubbed her nipple.

She swallowed deeply trying as much to hold back the tears that gathered in her eyes.

He dipped his palm into her cloth from the open side and felt her skin. It was so soft and succulent that he noticed strange feelings arousing in her.

"I'll always fuck you and relieve you the stress of working as a slave." He whispered to her ear and licked his lips. "My master made the right choice, but I can't let him get satisfied by this alone." He thought and pressed her boobs.

Footsteps on the tiles approached them, and then a female called her out.

"Jasmine…" she felt glad when he let go of her.

"Jasmine…" the voice called again.

She stood up. "I'm over here." She replied.

The female walked to the backyard to see her on duty. "The master sent for you immediately, and you need to drop this over to see him."

She nodded. "But who are you?"

"I am the chief maid, Ava. Come with me immediately." She ordered.

Jasmine dropped the digger on the floor, she saw how calm Blaze stood watching them as they left the backyard.