Austin released the breath he wasn't aware he had been holding in relief.

"May I go put some on?"

"Please."

As Austin moved back to his room Parker studied the scars that covered his delicate skin. She pitied him. He reemerged moments later fully clothed and took the position kneeling on the floor again.

"You're not going to do that again right?"

She laughed.

" Nothing will happen unless my mistress wishes it."

She raised her eyebrows at his response.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course mistress."

"Is this your first time being a personal slave?"

Austin gulped.

"Is it that painfully obvious to my mistress?  I apologize for disappointing you. I will try harder in the future."

He saw her shake her head laughing.

"No. You're just seriously uptight. You should relax. I could seriously care less."

He looked up at her, he didn't know how to respond.

"If this is what you want from me mistress."

"Please, my name is Parker."

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