It was a long trip from market with your new slave, Alvina. You've never heard so much shit come out of one mouth. She's already bleeding at the lips from where you've tried to silence her insults, but that only seemed to encourage her.
As you reach your manor, you pull the chain leash tight and drag her to your feet.
"M-Master..! I... I've been s..."
She bows her head and you can't make out the rest of her mumbles. You pull her chin up and tell her to speak clearly.
She spits a mouthful of rancid witch blood in your face.
"I said I've been saving that for you, asshole."
Her mouth curves into a maniacal grin as she cackles, the blood flowls freely down her chin and splatters across her cleavage.
"Fuck you!"