'The purpose of Torture is not getting information. It is, spreading Fear.'
And, Hueson was trying to do the same thing. He wanted to torture me.
Wanted to spread his fear like how he does on others.
When I reached Fultan for work. Hueson asked me to wear a maid dress. The dress he gave, was a black coloured short plated skirt, too short that it would show my ass, and a tight white plain shirt whose front buttons were missing, enough to show off my cleavage.
You gotta be Fu**g kidding me!
Was the first thought, when I saw the dresses. Eyes furrowed I just stared at the dress while Hueson was smirking seeing my disgust towards the dress. I contented with him for like half an hour that I will not wear the dress, but
he threatened me by saying that since Ms Mikayla is not here he is the boss, and will decide what his workers will wear at the work. Glaring I took the dress, and left his cabin with a loud thud.
