"As I rested a black widow spun her trap,
Fine gossamer threads encircled my head,
Though I could have fought, I lay still instead,
Eventually these tight bonds shall snap,
Release the which cruel Mistress hath fed."

Excerpt from slave's diary exhibits defiance of spirit very much at odds with present circumstance, Throughout an endless barrage of indignities slave has retained both power of independent thought and a secret journal which keeps her mind as supple and resilient as the shapely figure which landed her in captivity..

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