"Tattoo?  Maybe... or maybe I should brand you. Though to me..such marks would be more something I do to one I claimed."<br/><br/>He leans back opening a file on his desk..looking at it a moment then back to you.<br/><br/>"Well.. what your family wants I will take into consideration.  Though in truth, what I enjoy is ...help you explore yourself. find what you truly are inside.  After all.. you are, by your own words confused.  This place no doubt making it worse.  Though from what I have read you have gone through...changes rapidly in the last while  Do you think your family really wishyou to be turned into a slave?"<br/><br/>He leans forward some.  His hand cupping her chin and rubbing his thumb over her lower lip.<br/><br/>"You tell me then Madison....what is it you want to become... to be molded into?"