"Any more questions?" I asked.Nobody spoke up."Good, because the welcome party is about to begin, and I don't want to miss it."As we went down to the ...ain auditorium, which was on the same floor as the dining room, Rebecca started asking questions of Pyx, about her life. My slave didn't seem to mind. Some of them were so personal; I would have refused to answer. But Pyx answered them honestly, without any resentment.They were still talking when the presentation started. I had to shush them, so. " But master is wide awake." And his kitten is not." She was too tired this morning, and hoped her master would let it drop, and let her wake up properly before playing any games."That could work to my advantage." Still not giving in, he pushed further. He didn't care if she was tired or not. She sighed loudly, making it clear that she wasn't in the mood."It seems to me that kitten is forgetting she is here to please her master, and he may just have to show her how he gets what he wants.". She was still crying, but the expression on her face was anything but joyous. If anything, she looked absolutely terrified. And when her lips curled downward into such a deep frown of shame, for some reason I suddenly felt like some kind of evil rapist.Can you imagine bedding down with someone you believe to be your true love, only to open your eyes and find yourself being violated by a total stranger?That's how Amber looked at me, and I couldn't pull myself out of her fast enough. She finally. The guys I liked to look at much less. A cock in some little cage or balls in whatever contraption one can think of seemed to be ... well, just wrong. I don't really know why, I'm certainly not of the opinion that woman should serve or be submissive by default. Quite to the contrary. Also, I believe that if women ought to have a choice the same must be true for men. Still, somehow it didn't feel right. Maybe it is just the aesthetic appeal, or rather the lack thereof. Anyway, there were enough.