To say that Maximus was a little nervous was a complete understatement to anyone that was watching from the outside.  Max was not one to get nervous over anything and he was doing a really good job of hiding the fact too, unless you count his sweaty palms.  Maybe it was not nerves, maybe it was just excitement.<br/><br/>When Arin called Max about his slave he was actually surprised to receive the call.  Arin was always one of those master’s that never had a problem with one of his slaves, so when he had to call Max there had to be a real issue with the man.  Arin had never had any problems breaking a slave and to hear Arin call his slave a deviant bastard was an actual surprise.  Arin told Max that he could not handle the man anymore and if he didn’t take him off his hands he might end up killing the man.<br/><br/>Max had no problem offering to take the slave off of Arin’s hands but he wanted to meet the man first.  To say the meeting was the standard get to know you meeting was nowhere close to what it was.  It was actually a very challenging bantering session, or one might even call it a battle of the wits.  Max could tell that Rimion was going to be the perfect match for him and it had not even required the hour he had spent with the man to know he wanted him.  When he stated that Arin could suck his dick for all he cared he almost busted out laughing.  That was one thing you never told a master unless you wanted to be picking your teeth up off the floor.<br/><br/>That was all it took for his decision, that and his apparent need for pain.  Max loved to give pain and Rimion loved to receive pain and that was the perfect match for him.  He figured that Arin would hand deliver the slave because that was the way it was always done, but according to Rimion he would show up on his own.  This was going to be interesting partnership and he was going to enjoy every single minute of it, and apparently so was Rimion.<br/><br/>Max was going to have to take different tactics with this slave so he was going to have to go about things in a way that he was not used to, like out of his comfort zone, once again another new challenge for him.  Normally he had two sets of rooms for his slaves: one for reward and one for punishments.  These were not going to work for this man so he had decided in one bare room, nothing at all in the room except a pot to piss in and a cold bare cement floor. Max had a feeling that this was not going to faze the man at all, but Max was going to enjoy it immensely.<br/><br/>Max was trying not to be impatient and it was not working very easily.  He caught himself consistently looking at the clock.  It wasn’t that Max really cared if he showed up at noon, it was the fact he wanted to see what he would do.  Rimion was the one who said he would be there at noon so he wanted to see how well he obeyed the command he had been given.  Max was sitting at his desk working on something that really wasn’t important it was just busy work for him while he patiently, impatiently waited.