That distraction works at least. While he's busy knocking shit over, she continues to work, leaning over as she settles boxes down, acting like she has to take extra care because of her arm. With the guards now distracted with him, she takes the opportunity to slip away.
Not so far that the collar around her neck went off, but enough she was able to get close to the tools some of the more veteran and trustworthy slaves were given access to.
She wraps a few things in a dirty cloth, then goes about hiding it beneath her breasts, tucked into the support. They're useful for something, at least. ]
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That distraction works at least. While he's busy knocking shit over, she continues to work, leaning over as she settles boxes down, acting like she has to take extra care because of her arm. With the guards now distracted with him, she takes the opportunity to slip away.
Not so far that the collar around her neck went off, but enough she was able to get close to the tools some of the more veteran and trustworthy slaves were given access to.
She wraps a few things in a dirty cloth, then goes about hiding it beneath her breasts, tucked into the support. They're useful for something, at least. ]