In Rimion's mind, any and all nervousness or anxiety was covered by the masochist's aches that his body often gave whenever he didn't receive enough pain. However, when he was craving more or if he was really excited for something, the aches were much stronger and if that wasn't justification enough that Rimion was likely nervous of this arrangement. But it was not nerves in the slightest, it was sheer excitement. Arin could not satisfy his needs, but while he tried to test his will many times... Rimion had the strength and will to come out on top every time.<br/><br/>This Maximus Williams seemed much more different than Arin was. With the promise of giving dear Rimion all the pain he could have, his masochistic aches were all the stronger now. He had no idea of what his limits were, and perhaps Max would be the punisher would manages to find those limits. When they met for that first time, it was no surprise that their little chat was truly a match of the wits. Max could not easy break him, and Rimion could not easily push the man's buttons enough to get what he wants. In any case, it would seem that Rimion could have what he wanted... Pleasurable Pain. "He knows what I want, and that I will do anything to get it. But what if he uses my desires against me? If he does that, it will be even more pleasurable to me!" Rimion said as he laughed heartily as his journey was nearing its end and his new Master was awaiting him.<br/><br/>When he first noticed his home, he was not too surprised, to say the least. While it was not some flashy and garish palace, it was quite humble for someone for a slave master. While he could have taken the moment to admire his new master's home, as he got to the front of the door, a devilish smile played on his face as he knocked on the door, the aches of his pain-deprived body soon coming to a halt. "Sorry to keep you waiting, my good man." Said Rimion as he looked left and right to see if he could catch a glance of Max before he came to open the door.