Cassie looked down when he asked if she was going to continue to stare that way at him and had half wished she had a drink just about now. She remained silent listening to his words some quite clear and others she found herself wondering just what he meant by that. She had to wonder if she were actually just one in millions then why did they even have her then there were probably much more experienced and obedient girls out there.<br/><br/>Moving to a more upright position her eyes followed him as he walked to the cabinet. She reached up wiping any lingering tears from her cheek as she listened in confusion to his speech. It was hard to decide if he were mad or just attempting to scare her further as he slapped the paddle over his hand hard, the sound sent a chill through her spine causing her to jump just slightly. His calm and commanding voice had an almost eerie tone to it and that he himself seemed to be fixated on the spanking tools and even the sound that they made caused her to really worry about what was going to happen to her in this room.<br/><br/>Cassie felt so confused and prayed this to be just a dream, a horrible dream. "Why are you doing this, what is wrong with all of you? I don't want to serve anyone I want to go home." she realized as the words came from  her mouth that she was probably just making things worse but they  seemed to fly out at no control of hers. Not wanting to anger him just now she choose to not say what she really thought about the cold metal collar. I mean really was she the pet dog now, was there to be a leash? Plus to her he was a dirty old man who probably got his kicks tormenting young girls. She shuddered at the thought of him touching her or making her touch him.<br/><br/>She forced a small smile thanking him faintly for the collar. "Will I be aloud to eat soon or get dressed? How long will I be here? Where will I sleep?" the questions just poured out suddenly but after all she was a teen girl.