BACKGROUND ON LEIGHTON RILEY:
Leighton was born 18 years ago. Her mother, a slave of a wealthy demon, had to given birth to her in the barn behind the house, becuase the Master (Mr. Demon) didn't want to hear the screaming involved, even though he was the father. After much screaming and crying, with only a nurse to hold her hand and a doctor from the village, she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl on a pile of hay with only a small horses blanket to cover her in. Holding her baby girl to her chest, she realized that the baby wasn't crying, almost like the baby knew that she shouldn't cry. Her mother creased her daughters small soft head," Sweet little angel, you are my gift from the gods." The nurse to her right, looking at the baby girl asked, "What are you going to name her?" Smiling as only a new mother could, when covered in birth-byproducts, she softly kissed her daughter head, "Leighton, Leighton Riley sounds good." Whispering Leighton she passed her to the nurse to be cleaned up. The next week we hard on both mother and baby because the Master only gave her three nights off before he had her back in his bed. As sad as that is, the Master then beat her for two days for bleeding in his bed, letting Leighton cry in the middle of the night, and not doing her chores.
Leighton was born 18 years ago. Her mother, a slave of a wealthy demon, had to given birth to her in the barn behind the house, becuase the Master (Mr. Demon) didn't want to hear the screaming involved, even though he was the father. After much screaming and crying, with only a nurse to hold her hand and a doctor from the village, she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl on a pile of hay with only a small horses blanket to cover her in. Holding her baby girl to her chest, she realized that the baby wasn't crying, almost like the baby knew that she shouldn't cry. Her mother creased her daughters small soft head," Sweet little angel, you are my gift from the gods." The nurse to her right, looking at the baby girl asked, "What are you going to name her?" Smiling as only a new mother could, when covered in birth-byproducts, she softly kissed her daughter head, "Leighton, Leighton Riley sounds good." Whispering Leighton she passed her to the nurse to be cleaned up. The next week we hard on both mother and baby because the Master only gave her three nights off before he had her back in his bed. As sad as that is, the Master then beat her for two days for bleeding in his bed, letting Leighton cry in the middle of the night, and not doing her chores.