Masks

They dropped me in front of the shed. My masters stood in front of me with a wide smile stretching across there pale faces. Their skin was covered with acnee and they had long black hair. Behind them, stood a small child. It was like them but a smaller version. Out of the door came a blonde girl. She looked distressed and so I assumed she was a slave. As soon as I entered the house i was ordered to my room. It was cramped and small. It didn't even have a bed. It was just the floor and a candle. They then ordered me to clean. I sat there looking down. What had I done. The wife then pulled out a rope and whooped me. "I said go!!" She screeched. I got up and limped to the broom. I cleaned as best I could in my state. They then whooped me again before locking me in my room. I was left there for hours. Fuck, this was worst than being imprisoned. In the middle of the night, the door opened. The blonde girl opened the door. Along with food, she handed me a piece of crumpled paper. It said, "Meet me after the orders, outside the back of the house". I thought she was obediant towards them, turns out she was just wearing masks.