<span style="font-style: italic">"You will come to learn I am not like the typical Master, I am interested in a lot of things when it comes to my slaves."</span>As Max said that, Rimion wanted to laugh and call his bluff, but he knew he could not. At least he could not at this point in time. It is only Day 1, and while Max has only tortured him in only one sitting. This made Rimion think Max was trying to wrap him in a web of surprise. First, he greets Rimion with pain and now here they are... Speaking to one another like they did only the other day. While Rimion was confused by this change, it only made him more wary of Max now. He knew the man liked to get him when he least expected it, and he needed to at least be clever with his moves in this game of wits that they were perhaps still playing.<br/><br/>Although, he was interested what Max would whip him with for having sex with his wife... That is, if Max even had a wife. He probably didn't though, Rimion just could not see him as the marrying type. Or really the type to even want to be friendly to anybody. Either way one looked at it, Max was not exactly the kindest master Rimion had ever met, nor was he the worse. However, he is so far the most intriguing.<br/><br/>What would Max do to him now, Rimion wondered. He would soon have his answer, soon feeling the chain tugging against the collar on his neck. He decided to get up, trying to save Max the trouble of dragging him around. As he went into the bedroom, it had a quaint feel to it. The room was colored in a dark shade of blue, giving off a calm feeling of the atmosphere. The room had a bed, side table, dresser, closet, and bathroom. This was a bit much to Rimion. Too much in the fact, most of his masters have made him sleep outside like a dog or in a cage until the next master came to buy him.<span style="font-style: italic">"Take a shower and put on fresh clothes, and there is cream in the bathroom for the cuts."</span>He heard Max say before he unlocked the collar and took it off. "He is really sparing no expense to keep me guessing... Or he is trying to be nice? I will never know," Rimion muttered as Max left, the door surprisingly left open.<br/><br/>Rimion let out a heavy sigh as he went into the bathroom, soon immersing himself in some hot water. As he was finished with his shower and tending to his cuts, he could not help but feel different about the man's actions. While it was a nice gesture, Rimion for the time, assumed this was merely to make him lower his guard. And that he was just not willing to do, not yet anyhow. "Max... This is a nice gesture... But I can't help but feel that there is more to this than you're willing to let on." He muttered, turning to his pair of slacks and a new white collared shirt. "I guess now I have to thank him for what he did." Rimion sighed, a big grin on his face and a light blush becoming of his face. He decided it couldn't be that bad. He'll probably say "It's Nothing" and probably order him to do something demeaning. He wouldn't run it past Max at all.