<br/>The first was done. Mark felt greatly pleased with how the meeting had gone. She understood and accepted his demands without exception. It was good that she so willingly bowed to him. This would make her transition easier.<br/><br/>Taking one long swig, Mark finished off his water and placed his glass down on the table. He stood and extended his hand, “Allow me,” he waited for her hand so he could pull her up. “I will give you a tour of your new home.” Taking her out of the living room he headed to the nearest flight of stairs.<br/><br/>“The first level, for the most part, is my abode. You and your companion will be upstairs, second and third floors, for the most part. You are allowed downstairs, but often I will keep you confined upstairs.” He held her hand gently in his as he ascended the stairs with her at his side. The stairs were made of wood and kept polished. The banister was wooden and equally as polished.<br/><br/>At the top, the floor was carpeted, a dark red color, which complimented the wooden walls. The stairs led to a wide open half-circular area. It had a single door in the exact center and two halls, one leading away from each set of stairs, directly from the edge of the staircases. “This room, here,” Mark motioned at the center, “is a small movie room. Nothing like a real holo-theater. Its still bigger than what most people have. It can also double as a training room should I want it too.”<br/><br/>Inside of the room were a few comfortable small chairs and a large projector mounted to the ceiling. The center, lined in a circular pattern by the chairs, was where the hologram was displayed.<br/><br/>Leaving the theater room behind, Mark led Amber down the left hall, the one adjacent the staircase they came up. The first door opened up into a large study like room. It had two soft looking chairs and a love seat. “This will be for you and my other pet. When not engaged with me, you both may come in here and read or what not.” The room had a soft lighting for easy reading, keeping the white of pages or bright holo-readers, from making the eyes sore.<br/><br/>As they continued down the hall, Amber could easily see Mark's eyes examining her off and on. He didn't bother hiding it – the deal had been made and now his honor allowed him to more openly eye her. She had basically signed herself over to be his sex toy. What toy wasn't constantly admired?