Chapter 11. A Lost Bet

The Thing POV

After walking around for several minutes, my Master finally made his way to one of the more secluded rooms. As soon as he entered, the people left, he went over to the sofa and sat down. He put his hand in my hair and sighed.

"If I set you free, what would you do?" My Master asks me.

I find this question strange because after all, I never imagined my life beyond being a slave.

"I was born a slave and I live like one... What else could I be?" I replied.

I hear him sigh again.

"You could be an omega... Get paid for your work, choose who you want to work for." My Master speaks.

I sit still for a few seconds, analyzing these words.

"And who would accept me?" I whisper. "They talk about my body and my face... So I could charge them to have sex with me... But they'd stop paying after a while... Maybe serve a house, like a free person... I know how to do manual labor, but what would be the real difference?" I asked.

"That