If trust was not the issue, then what was the matter? Why was it that Max could not bring himself to tell him what was up? He often wondered about this nearly the entire time as Max continued to wash his body. While he was still curious, he could not help but smile every few seconds or so, trying to enjoy the bath a little bit.<br/><br/>"I don't think I could spend all day being so nosy about your life." Max had said with a sigh. "Besides I can't imagine your slave life ain't much different than my own."<br/><br/>Rimi could only shake at the though of his slave life being so much different from Max. True, he survived several tragedies but he was sure his past was not all too different from Max's in the slightest. Max was obviously aware that once Rimi got curious, your only option was to spill the beans, seeing how persistent to find things out Rimi was. It was obvious something was bothering him, but it seemed Max was determined not to talk about it. Next thing he knows, Max was giving little Rimi his wake up call. But as the subject of bathtubs was on the brain... Rimi's eyes soon shut, a memory starting to sink into his mind.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Stupid child! I asked you to clean the stables then wash and feed the horses, not roll around in the filth. You dirty little fool,"</span>Bellowed an elder man with curly hair and green eyes, slapping young Rimion in the face.<br/>"But... I didn't do it. Ivion pushed me in there! You saw him do it!" He blushed screamed, only to get slapped once again.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Don't you dare yell at me again! Now come on!"</span>By the wrist, the elder man took Rimi up to the bathroom, the bathtub being filled with cold water and soap.<span style="font-style: italic">"Get in!"</span><br/>"And if I don't?" Rimi asked, a smirk playing on his face.<br/>Within seconds, the master's disappointed frown turned into a angered scowl. He wrapped his flimsy arms around Rimi's neck, strangling him and pushing him into the tub. Squeezing the neck, laying an arm on the whole boy, he tried to silence the boy, smiling at his suffering.<span style="font-style: italic">"You will do what I say, boy. You have no choice. You're my little bitch! Now get cleaned up... Looking at you leave a bad taste in my taste." </span>As the man left, Rimi laid in the water, sobbing his heart out. Clenching his fists and teeth, his tears flowed like a river from his face, "You MONSTER!"<br/><br/>"Why did he do that to me? I was innocent. I was thrown into a bathtub and strangled for being on the receiving end of a bastard's prank... I'll kill him! And that floppy-haired son of a bitch! I'll make them feel my pain!" He said angrily and blatantly, little Rimi starting to growl and pulsate from Max's service. As it reached the peak of hardness, it filled Max's mouth somewhat more than usual." As he took a deep breath, he soon realized he was so caught in reminiscing about his past that he didn't realize Max was working little Rimi, his face flushing a light red. "You heard all that, didn't you?"