The Doom of Willy
The door to the slave quarter swings open. In strides Mistress Lucy, wrapped in a dark blue cloak, the only sound to be heard is the heel of her black boots on the solid floorboards. Mistress Lucy always commands and gets a respectful silence. Today however the silence is solemn and sombre. She stands at the foot of Willy's bunk and says "It's time ". Willy stands meekly and allows Mistress Lucy to attach his collar and leash. There is a melancholy silence as Willy is led away.
The moonlight illuminates the rocky path that leads to the villa of The Empress. I tried so hard said Mistress Lucy, I pleaded and begged but The Empress is so angry with you. Why couldn't you just do as commanded. This display of compassion and empathy is the most that Willy has experienced in his wretched life. Willy appreciates this and thinks of the times he has been allowed to couple with Mistress Lucy, with fondness. The walk to the villa is all to short. Mistress Lucy leads Willy up the steps and into the villa, to meet his doom.
Inside, the chamber is illuminated by a large roaring fire, shadows dancing on the walls. The Empress is sat on a large chair at the back of the room. On one side is a large butchers block, a razor-sharp axe is propped against it and a basket is on the floor below. On the other side is a large wooden X-cross. Petrified, Willy looks around as the leash leads him to stand before The Empress.