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Dacia unlocked the door to the apartment and held the door open for her new resident slave. She could already tell this was going to be stressful. 'Why did I let Shay talk me into this?' she wondered, not for the fist time.

She shut the door and watched him. Not really sure of what to do now. Peple were evr really her thing. That's what made her such a crappy bartender and such a great bouncer. She shouldered her way past him and made her way into the kitchen.

"Are you hungry?" She didn't really care one way or aother. She was hungry.

She snorted as she looked through her fridge, she settled for a simple sandwich as she grabbed cold cuts and lettuce from the frigde. "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard. You've been stuck in a cage for who knows how long and your not hungry? Bullshit. And don't you ever lie to me again."

She didn't even glance at him as she put her arm load onto the counter, but her tone was annoyed. She grabbed a loaf of bread fom the breadbox and began undoing a twist tie.

"Make yourself useful and grab two plates from that strainer over there." She pointed just beyond the sink. She started making her sandwich as she talked. "There are rules around here you will obey. Because trust me you wont be enjoying the consequences. If you disobey me in any way or forget your place I will punish you in whatever way I see fit. I'll warn you that my punishments will be one or both humiliating and physical. I have no patience for incompetence." She finished making her sandwich and sighed and added lamely. "You can make your own sandwich."

That gave her a bit of pause as she was very inelegantly biting into her sandwich. She finished chewing her sandwich before setting it down on the plate and gettin herself a cup of water, taking her sweet time to answer him. She wanted to make a point that thigs would be done when she wanted them done. Not a moment before or after.

So after sipping her water and holding the glass to her lips, eyeing him thoughtfully she spoke. "The first rule and only one as of now, is that you ask permission before doing anything. And I mean everything. You won't so much as sleep, speak, or use the bathroom without my say so unless I tell you otherwise."

She let that settle before continuing. "I say the first rule because I'm more than sure as we go along, the need for more will become increasingly obvious. Also, if I were you I would not hover to close to me or try to wake me when I'm sleeping. This is more of a precaution on your part rather than a rule." She smiled, not at all kindly. She didn't tell him what would exactly happen if he decided to try it out. Call it a learning experience.

She began eating her sandwich again once that was said. "You wont want to try and piss me off. The punishments I will inflict on you wont at all be kind."

Dacia glared a him, half of the last of her sandwich hanging from her mouth. She tried to not let her anger overpower her too much on a daily basis but she ha to wonde if she could really manage to keep him alive past this week.

"Yes." she stated flatly. "Though whether I even choose to acknowledge you is going to be something of an earned contempt. Right now, yours is very low. So if I were you I'd choose your words and timing carefully."

Simply putting her plate in the sink and drinking her water she walked into the living room and motioned for him to follow. Sitting on the couch by the window she motioned for him to sit on the floor.

"Do you clean?"

She nodded, He's learning. Good. She drummed her fingers against her glass and leaned on the arm of the couch, somewhat mindful of her boots. "You mentioned you cooked before. Do you take pleasure in it?"