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lying to the Master was out of the question, even if it meant facing the whip.
    “You’ve been with me a long time, Helo,” Chayton began.
    “Yes, Master.”   Helo was becoming apprehensive because he knew slaves who became too comfortable with their situations, were sometimes sold off.   He wracked his brain, trying to think of something he might have done to upset his Master, nervously coming up with no answer.   He had been captured at least ten years ago and had spent the last six with Chayton, and he liked his position.   He was the unofficial leader of the male slaves, even if no one had actually been named as Bastille’s replacement, and he enjoyed helping to train the women as well.
    “Ah, I see that mind of yours working.   No, Helo, I’m not selling you,” Chayton smiled as the big slave visibly relaxed.   Chayton asked curiously, “If I released you, where would you go?”
    Helo sounded fearful as he begged, “Please Master, no.   I’m sorry.”   Living on Chayton’s estate had been the most secure environment Helo had ever experienced, and he was panicked at the thought of leaving.
    “You’re happy here?” Chayton pried.
    “Yes, Master.   I don’t want to be anywhere else.   Please don’t make me leave.”   His eyes were wide with apprehension in his dark face.
    Chayton thought it was amusing.   Only when he disciplined Helo did the man ever let down his guard and stray from the unmovable, forceful way he performed.   “You did well during harvest, and I observed you in the induction room.   The other slaves respect you.”
    “Thank you, Master.”   Helo was feeling a little calmer.
    “Helo, I want to name you Bastille’s replacement as trainer.”   Chayton watched Helo’s reaction and registered the light gasp from Ayden at the suggestion.   Ayden was kneeling on the pillow by the desk, watching the monitor, and it was the first time he had been distracted from closely following Lindsey’s every move.   He was jealously watching Danielle comfort his pretty new female, and Chayton smiled at his agitation while he trailed his fingers through his golden curls.
    Helo’s knees almost buckled and he bowed his head.   Bastille had been sold last year when his dislike for one of the other male slaves resulted in the man’s death, and he knew Chayton was less than enthusiastic about handing over that much power to another slave.   “I am honored by your trust, Master.”
    “I’m going to be busy with Lindsey and Ayden, so I want you to help oversee the new acquisitions.   We’ll have the naming and collaring tomorrow, and Antonio is coming to look over the stock.   I think we have two ponies.   Depending on what he decides, you can choose the trainers for the remaining girls, but I’d like Diablo and Arturo to work with the ponies.   I plan to expand the stables and Antonio will need an apprentice soon.”
    “Yes, Master.”   Helo was shaking with pride.
    Chayton glanced back at the monitor as Sandi finished the slight shudder of her orgasm.   “Helo, you may take the skinny girl as your personal servant.   Would you like her trained with Constantine?”
    Bastille had been head slave for three years and had never been given a servant.   “Master, I’m overwhelmed with your generosity.   I think I would prefer to train her myself,” Helo stuttered in shock.
    Chayton smiled.   Sandi was useless to him and he was certain none of the other on-island Masters would want her.   He was stuck with her until the off-shore auction and Helo deserved the reward.   “All right, Helo.   Go enjoy yourself.”   Chayton dismissed him to spread his news among the other slaves, confident he had made a good choice.   Helo was strict, yet fair and the other males would understand the change.
    Chayton turned his attention to the little woman in the cage.   Lindsey had stopped crying and was laying her head on the bars while Danielle continued to brush her fingers