What's happening in her head

Ethan Smith pov

Watching her kneel before me and lick my toes, made me feel so good with my progress... Now she recognizes me as her master, maybe not emotionally but for now... I will make do with her seeing me as her master physically.

"Now that's how an obedient slave should behave. Nice and obedient. I think you have earned yourself some food and also a nice bath time."

"Thank you master." She replies her head still bow down. Hearing her call me master without a hitch or trying to force herself to call me master, makes me so happy.

"I will let you have your bath, but be out in three minutes." I pat her on the head softly, then walked out of the room.... Leaving her to do her business.

Sitting down in the sitting room couch, I realize that I had to do something to own her emotionally. I want her every thoughts to be controlled by me, I want her to see me and accept me as her master even when I'm not around.

And to achieve that aim, I am going to need a tons of equipment. And first I will start by redecorating her room into the pink colour that she dislikes.

Because I wouldn't want Janice getting an opportunity to escape, I will do the redecoration myself. I brought out Janice credit card from my pocket... Yeah, I took it from her purse.

I did a bunch of ordering in the internet and paid for everyone of those things with Janice money.

"I'm done bathing Master." Janice announced walking into the room, with her head bow really low. She was dripping wet with water.

"Why didn't you clean your body?."

"Because you said I should never do anything without your permission, master." She replies meekly.

What is going on here, why is she so obedient...

Am I missing something?.

"Okay.... Well, you have my permission to go clean your body and after that prepare some dinner for the both of us." I instructs.

She nods her head then walked away.

That's strange, her attitude is so strange to me. I know she now accepts me physically as her master, but I wasn't expecting a total submission. What are you up to slave?

By the time Janice walked back into the sitting room, her body wasn't dripping with water anymore. Without saying a word, she quietly head for the kitchen.

In an hour and thirty minutes, Janice walked out of the kitchen carrying a tray on her hand. "Should I place the food on the dinning table, or you would rather eat in the sitting room." She asked politely.

"I think the dinning table would be best for dinner. So set the table."

"Okay master." She bows her head in respect and head for the dinning table, and placed the tray on the dinning table.

"The table is set Master." She called out, I stood up from the couch and walked over to the dinning table, I sat down and opened the food... My mouth salivate at the sight of the food.

This is my best food, crispy smashed potatoes and baked pork chops. This shouldn't be a surprise to me, but it is... After all she's my creator, so this means she knows my best food and not just my best food, but also what I like and dislike.

Then realization hits me, she's my creator then it means she knows what I like and dislike, she knows my greatest fear. What is Janice trying to prove, is she trying to prove that she is a superior to me... Is she trying to show that she is my creator and that I should be the one on my knees and not hers.

I might not be able to figure out what's going on, but I do know that my slave here has a plan. Now I just need to know what's on her mind, I need to know what she has planned.

"Crispy mashed potatoes, and baked pork chops." I breathe out, staring at her from where she stands a little bit far away from me.

"I just thought that I should show you how happy I am that you are master, and since you love crispy mashed potatoes and baked pork chops. I just thought I should make them for you."

"I see..." I nod my head repeatedly. She's turning into an obedient slave too quickly... Really quickly.

"Can I go and have my own dinner master." She asked, at that moment her stomach rumbled in hunger.

"Yes, you can. But first, as my slave I expect that you taste my food first. Sometimes a slave can decide to poison her master, and to prevent that, you have to taste my food." I faked a smile at her, she nods her head... Picked up a fork and knife, cut through one of the crispy mashed potatoes and then placed it in her mouth, then she carried out the same very procedures on the barked pork chops. She drops the fork and knife, placed her hands behind her back and waited.....

"You can go." I said to her, she nods her head and left.

Something is surely going on with Janice, and i will make sure i find out.

Janice POV

Having a bath, made me more at ease, and relaxed. I was able to think clearly, and also come up with a plan. Ethan thinks he has the upper hand now, but I just have to change the story setting between the both of us.

I have to show him that I can also have the upper hand here. And what better way to do that, but to show him that I created him and I am responsible for him being alive. I might not know why he is alive but I am sure going to use that to my advantage.

He will be so engrossed in wondering what plan I have, that it will take him a lot of time to know that my true intention is nothing at all.... And by the time he realizes that, I would be having my beautiful escape then.

I will not be controlled by any man, I will not bow to Ethan as he wants. I am not an easy target Ethan Smith.