Max was not mad at Rimi, even though one might think that if they were looking at the situation from the outside.  Max was mad at himself at the moment for reasons he really could not put into words.  Maybe it was because he was feeling things that he had tried to block away all those years ago when he swore he would never have another master again.   Maybe he was mad because he actually enjoyed it even though he tried to convince himself that it was not all that.<br/><br/>That’s why Max had said he wanted to stop but would not let himself.  He had been trying to convince himself what he was doing was wrong, because it had hurt like hell, but he enjoyed the pain.  He wanted to prove to himself that he still had control and didn’t needed what Rimi was giving him, but all he did was prove himself wrong.<br/><br/>Max didn’t even know what he wanted from the kitchen he was just trying to think of anything else than what just happened, wanting to hide from his feelings.  Max knew the best way to hide from his feelings and that was to remind himself he was the master and he controlled the things around him.  He was startled a little when Rimi showed up next to him and what was even more startling was when he asked him if he was ok; no one ever asked him that.  That was more than once now that Rimi seemed to take Max and his feelings into consideration.<br/><br/>“Nothing to be worried about I am fine.”  Max said in a rather short tone not even looking at Rimi as he said that just staring at the counter.  Max was thinking about what he said, about still having some fun and he wanted a way to get his mind off of his feelings.  “You’re the one that said we had more time to play.”  Max said and then with an evil grin, “Let’s play.”<br/><br/>With his last comment Max turned around and pushed Rimi towards the basement.  The basement was the one place he can turn off all thinking and feelings and remember that he was the one in control.  Max continued to push Rimi all the way to the basement ignoring anything and everything he tried to asked or say all the way.  Once in the basement Max looked for some handcuffs so he could hang Rimi from the hook.  Finding what he was looking for and attached them to Rimi’s hands not once looking at the man; he wanted to detach himself.<br/><br/>Once he had Rimi on the hook he went to decide which toy he wanted to use today to remind Rimi who was in charge of this agreement.  Even though he had already used it once Max grabbed a cat of nine tails, but this one was a little different.  The end of each strap was a little ball with spikes on the end, unlike the other one which was just a few balls.<br/><br/>Max didn’t say anything at first and he just started to beat Rimi with the whip.  Taking his anger out on Rimi’s back, not really caring if he laughed or even begged for more.  This was more to remind Max that this was his game and that he had the control.  Max just attacked Rimi’s back hard and fast, “This is my game, I am the master, I am the master.”  Max just repeated himself over and over again while he beat Rimi.  “I am the Master, I am in Control.”  Max was not even sure how long he had done this before he collapsed on the floor not even looking at Rimi.  The whole time he was beating Rimi it was almost like he was detached from himself too, almost like he was remembering something.