Jasper closed his eyes and sighed at the question. He knew he should answer, after all, he knew Kate's dislike for her aunt and his previous mistress. He knew she wasn't like her. Opening his eyes, Jasper focused on the grass once more.<br/><br/>"S...she would have me beaten, threaten to do permanent damage." His ears lowered at the memories, reliving some of the experiences in his mind. Many of his scars came from his punishments, some reaching back to when he had just been a boy. He could remember the more he struggled or cried out the worse it got. He was taught at a young age to keep quiet.<br/><br/>He had sometimes wondered if his mistress had always been like this, and Kate had confirmed that she hadn't been.