Breaking Point - A TV Lover's Worst Nightmare

[Zahzi]

"I'm hoping, that as a High Schooler, you know how to bathe yourself, right..?" Alan asked, looking up at her as the restraints on her wrists were taken off.

"By the way, if you're wondering if it's a tub or a shower, it's neither." he added, looking up at her.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Even if I didn't, I don't want your help." Abagail hissed, the glare never changing or leaving. She started to hope he wouldn't wait here for her to finish. The b*****d could at least fetch some different clothes, since he seemed to lock the control to not molest her.

"And if it's not those, then what the ******** is it?"  

[Zahzi]

"The size of this house actually has a reason." Alan replied, working on the restraints on her arms.

"You see, there is a natural hot-spring in the next room that spans a far distance. Not to worry, when it comes to peeping toms or the opposite gender, as there is a large wall separating the two sides." he added, taking the restraints off.

"The towels and such are in the next room." he said lastly, standing up and walking out of the room.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Abagail listened to Alan relatively dully. While it was interesting there was a hot spring, she wasn't very interested in hearing him explain anything. She didn't even care that there was a prevention system to keep pervs like himself out. She didn't even believe him entirely, and was willing to bet he knew how to peek anyway.

Once she was free, she pulled her arms to the front of her and rubbed them, trying to get the feeling of the restraints off. As Alan left, she watched him go, still with the hateful glare.

Once he was gone, she gave a heavy sigh. She immediately undressed, making sure to throw the uniform as far away from herself as hard and as spitefully as she could. Team Alan her a**. He was nothing but a creep and hypocrite. If she had the means to do so, she would have gladly burned his uniform, but unfortunately hot springs didn't make fires.

As she started to fume about Alan, her body gave slight tingles where he had touched her in the hall. She shuddered again, rubbing herself to get rid of the feeling. Abagail couldn't understand. It felt good and wrong at the same time. How could it be..? She pondered as she stepped inside the hot spring room, sinking in the water an letting the ease relax her and take away the ghost feeling of Alan touching her..  

[Zahzi]

Outside of the hot springs, the door leading the the hall could be heard, opening, followed by the sound of something being placed in the room before the door closed.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

When she heard the door, Abagail snapped her head back and glared. She didn't know who or what to expect, but she didn't want company. She listened for movement, hearing something being left, before the door closed, leaving her alone by the sounds of it.

With a sigh of relief, she focused back on. After a few minutes though, she got up and wen into the other room (not bothering to look at had been left as she really didn't care), gathered a soap bar, shampoo, and a bathing sponge.

As she went back to the first one, she stopped. She was curious about what had been left in here, now wondering what was it and who left it.  

[Zahzi]

There was a new box sitting on a bench. Inside were new clothing for her. Loose clothing perfect for relaxing and lounging around.

On top of the clothes was a sheet of paper, the text on the other side.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Abagail stared at the clothes curiously. She had expected some other skimpy outfit to wear after this, not something she actually wanted. This she didn't understand, but didn't want to question. If it kept the creep's eyes off, then so be it.

She then looked at the note, picking it up on the edges as not to ruin the paper too much with her wet fingertips and turned it over, curious about the message.  

[Zahzi]

Rules and Perks of working for Alan Carper under the title:

Miscellaneous Worker

Rules:

As with most workers under Alan, you must listen and follow any and all instructions given to you by him.

Any and all notions of 'Days Off' must be brought to his attention.

Do not taunt Jonas the Gardener.

All workers are free to leave at any time they wish.

MW must be with Alan at most times in case he requires assistance.

(Any infractions to these rules will be met with punishment.)

Perks

Unlike all other workers, the MW has the right to strike Alan if something is not to their liking.
(Note that this does not condone murder of the Master.)

No manual labor involved.

Most work is normally between you and the Master.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Abagail read over the note dully. Of course the first rule is to obey. She grunted, getting a slight glare on her face.

...Who the ******** is Jonas..?

She gave another grunt at the threat of punishment. He needed to reword that to rape and molestation. And the rule of being with the creep at all times made her sick to her stomach. Not even the perk of getting days of made it nice.

Abagail smirked at the perk of being able to beat Alan up, but frowned when she couldn't kill him. Course, she didn't care. If she got the chance, she'd do it in a heart beat. No way in Hell she was going to let him get away with slavery and molesting.

While the idea of no manual labor sounded nice, the idea of the work being with Alan upset her again. Was that all she had to do? Be a God damn rape toy for him..?

With a scoff, she tossed the note aside and went back to the other room. Screw going back out. I'd have to go back to him. She thought as she went back into the water and started to wash herself, scrubbing extra hard everywhere Alan had touched her.

After a while, when she finished scrubbing herself red, Abagail felt exhausted. She considered going back out and going straight for bed, but then she risked being caught by the molester. Shuddering at the thought, she leaned back, propping herself up so she was in the water at her neck, and her head could stay up with no work. Slowly, she started to drift off into sleep, and remained there for a couple of hours..  

[Zahzi]

After the hours past, there were two knocks on the door leading to the Hot Spring section Abagail was in.
"Oh Abagail~ Are we still alive in there..?" he called out after knocking.

"Dinner will be ready soon, so it may be a good idea to get out of there before you shrivel up completely~"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Abagail unwillingly woke up at the knocks and the sound of Alan's voice. She was sleeping rather deeply, and didn't even really register the words coming from Alan's mouth.

"Five more minutes..." She moaned, closing her eyes again, almost immediately drifting off again.  

[Zahzi]

"I'm timing you." Alan called out as he walked out of the changing room and waited in the first one.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Abagail mumbled a few words under her breath in reply, the words nothing but gibberish and mush though in her tired state.

She slept on for longer than her promised five minutes...  

[Zahzi]

She would wake up later, on her feet. Redressed and being guided down the hallway, Alan's hand on her right shoulder, and his left hand in her left. It was the only way to make sure she didn't collapse.
"Now then, I hope your bath was nice and relaxing, as dinner will probably put you right to sleep." he chuckled, looking down at her.