Therefore, for a master to set a slave free, not only has the master to be a very benevolent one, but he also needs to trust his slave not to cause an... trouble for him, which is why there aren’t many free demis, although they do exist. The reason for this policy is that demis are viewed as inferior to humans, little more than animals, and therefore need to be controlled. To truly get rid of a demi, a master would need to sell them or have them put down.While demis are born into slavery and may. Faye looked at her and smiled."Hey there, groovy chick."Heather's shocked face displayed multiple emotions at once. She lookedat Kim, then back at Faye. Torn. The green curtain was suddenly pulledback to reveal the same redheaded nurse with the pink streak."Hi, Heather. Y'know that skin cream you gave me is great stuff.Thanks," she said, her accent giving away her Kentucky roots."No...no problem," Heather whispered, pulling at her ponytail. "I've gottago...Want a ride, Faye?" She practically. You were a prisoner but you didn’t try to get free or to fight him physically. Perhaps it is best you didn’t fight him but his first sex with you was not entirely like a rape from a stranger who would then flee after killing you. My heart and mind is in confusion about what you told me. I want you to forgive me for the hateful things I said and for striking you that morning. I let my emotions get entirely out of hand and I ask for your forgiveness for that strike. I see your face is still. She was chosen for our college's Program this week. You know... School event.”“Right, right,” said the judge, her eyes salivating over my tits. “I'm sure she is a credit to your team.”I wanted to say something, a witty retort, but my tongue was tangled by the humiliation. She was seeing me as a slut and... and... Panic swelled through me. My entire body shook. My breath quickened. I sucked in the air too quickly as the judge walked away.“Okay, just breathe,” muttered Annalee. “Just breathe..