It was early morning when I heard birds chirping.
I tried to straighten my limbs and grunted in pain.
Thanks to the cramped space of the pig sty, finding a comfortable position to sleep had not been easy at all.
For once I was glad I could not smell, Sleeping here with the pigs would have been unbearable.
I looked up and noticed the pigs clustered at the side, eating slop.
My belly growled and for a moment I wondered what the pigs were eating, I was starving.
"Why are you lazing about slave." Came the voice of the guard who had brought me to the pigsty. "get out here now."
As I struggled to get out of the narrow enclosure, I heard a crack, then felt the bite of a leather whip on my back.
I squealed and fell to the ground, bruising my arm.
"I see you want more." The guard commented and I scrambled out, eager to not get a second whipping.
When I stood before him, he took a step back and wrinkled his nose in disgust.
"Go and clean up the Alphas room," He commanded.
