Bloom's eyes slowly opened, her vision blurry at first, her head pounding, her vision began to clear up and soon she could see Layla and Musa looking over her, both crouched on the floor on either side of her.
"Bloom are you okay?" Musa asked, Bloom merely frowned, her hand drifting up to the collar around her neck, lightly tracing it with her fingertips, letting out a low groan. She silently sat up, bringing her knees up before slowly rising to her feet, her entire body screamed out in pain at the movement.
"Bloom?" Musa asked again when she received no reply.
"How long was I out?" Bloom asked.
"Err…an hour or so" Musa replied, unable to look away from the dry streams of blood that had descended from her ears, eyes and nose, even her upper lip had blood upon it.
"An hour" Bloom muttered, she glanced round the room to see her mistress was no longer present and she was alone with Musa and Layla.
"Bloom…you've got some blood err…" Musa trailed off as she indicated to the spots upon her own face where blood coloured Bloom's, Bloom glanced at the mirror on the wall, moving her gaze over each spot coated in blood.
"If you wanna get cleaned up you can use the on suite" Musa offered as she indicated to the room at the far left corner of the room, Bloom silently headed to the door, knocking before entering, not wanting to risk another shock from her mistress if she was in there, once she was in she headed to the sink and began washing the blood from her face.
Meanwhile…
Stella lightly knocked on the double doors to the, she heard a muffled 'come in' she then entered Faragonda's office and was greeted by the sight of the aged headmistress sat behind her desk, Griselda stood leaning against the book case.
"Ah Ms Stella, what brings you here, blow up another classroom?" Griselda asked.
"No, actually I'm here about that girl Diaspro" Stella replied, entering the room fully, shutting the door and taking the seat opposite the headmistress.
"Oh?" Faragonda asked as she raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, are you aware of how she treats her slave?" Stella asked.
"Stella you know as well as I that when it comes to slaves the master can treat them anyway they please, there's nothing we can do about it" Faragonda replied.
"But Faragonda when she punishes her for the most trivial reasons she uses a voltage that not even criminals endure" Stella spat.
"You mean the redhead?" Griselda asked, recalling the slave she had seen earlier.
"Yeah" Stella replied, Griselda glanced towards Faragonda.
"Faragonda, I think it would be best if we keep an eye on Diaspro and her slave, I've never seen a slave with so much physical strength" Griselda stated.
"Physical strength?" Stella questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, the weight of the luggage she carried was beyond what most could handle" Griselda replied "Is there anything else we should know about?" she asked.
"Before Diaspro…punished her…and knocked her out I felt her power…it's unlike anything I've ever felt before" Stella explained, her voice dropping in volume as she reminisced about what she had felt in those brief moments.
'So a slave abused so bad that Stella of all people would come forward and one with incredible physical and magical strength…if that isn't a recipe for disaster and destruction I don't know what is' Griselda thought to herself, turning back to Faragonda.
"Faragonda, I think you and I both know how dangerous her strength and her current life style would be if Stella's information is correct and her collar malfunctions or something occurs that she isn't bond in any sense" Griselda stated.
"Yes, we'll have to keep an eye on them and see what we can do…but like I said until something legal turns we can't do anything other than buy her from Diaspro" Faragonda explained, Stella inwardly cursed, she was hoping the headmistress could actually do something but from where she stood it looked like she was wrong, Faragonda was powerless to do anything. Stella took her leave.
"Icy" Faragonda called, holding up her wrist, revealing a bracelet with a white crystal, a small glittering beams fired out from within it, striking the floor at the centre of the office, a bright flash erupted and once it faded their stood a tall girl with creamy skin, she wore a leather black suit which only served to hide her nipples, some of her breasts and rear and crotch, connected by two leather straps on her front and back, she had silver hair tied into a pony tail that reached to her knees.
"Yes mistress?" Icy greeted, positioned on one knee, her head bow, inwardly cursing Faragonda, she, her sisters and all her descendants once born would share her fate as the slaves of the remains of the Company Of Light due to what the ancestrals, their ancestors had done.
"I want you to keep an eye on Diaspro's slave and report to me everything you find out including the behaviour of both the master and the slave" Faragonda instructed.
"Of course mistress" Icy replied before rising and heading out of the office to act out her demand.
'I swear the minute this damn collar is gone I'll make you sorry bitch' Icy screamed within her mind, gritting her teeth as she headed down the corridor, ignoring the superior and disgusted looks she received from the students around her, even the freshmen.
A/N Sorry I took this long and it's so short, have some writers block, plz review and as always I am open to suggestions.