Quietness

Avalyn's smile widens. She didn't do things this way with Marcus. She likes it though. She likes the fact that she can tick what is a fetish and something she must have. That she can also write in things she likes and must have.

"Pen down pet come eat."

"And if I say no Master?" Ian rolls his eyes laughing.

"Move it pet, eat, finish your lists then we talk. Act like a brat and it will take longer to get things sorted consider that." Avalyn looks up slightly; it will delay things a lot. Giving in she puts the pen down and sits to eat.

"So, come on pet. I know you were a slave and everything before, but what sort of things did you do? Did you go to clubs like the one around here and things?"