? ?Rule 5. Where I walk, you will crawl.? ?Rule 6. If I shut a door between us, you will lay at thethreshold and wait for my return.? ?Rule 7. When I ...m seated, you will kneel at my feet.? ?Rule 8. I will control your use of the bathroom.? ?Rule 9. No outside contact. If anyone calls for you, I willtake a message. You can return their calls tomorrow.? ?Rule 10. I can hand you out to anyone I choose.? He feels her tense up with this last statement.Nevertheless, her smile broadens with his words.. .. something else... just as innocuous... if you like sports... orbasketball... or TV... if you've ever been fucked... "yew evuh beenfucked... by dudes... Mexican dudes?"... and you try and answer back...just as casually... and nonchalantly... "n-n-no... no... I haven't...and... and I'm not planning to... I'm not that way"... and while you'restill stammering around... for another... even better answer... thesecond one is saying something else to you... "wail den.. Ceily... datmus' mean... dat. But then he would dismiss that thought with a smile. She was far to good at what she did for him, and he was a practical man.This morning she had the breakfast to supervise, the maids to discipline and there she paused. Thinking... No I'll let them think they've pulled one over on me. When the king returns I will ask his leave to decide what to do.She paused briefly and peered through the archway into the great hall. As the daylight had improved, she could see several forms on the floor, tables. But relationships, like icebergs, have a lot going on under the surface. The relationship ended and the window of opportunity opened.He wanted to call her, to break the cold barrier of typed words and hear her voice, her breath, her sighs, her moans. Many others had fallen under the spell of his voice, hanging on each word, each direction, begging for release that was sometimes allowed and sometimes withheld. He knew her well enough to know this was unfamiliar territory, so he decided to ask.