Breaking Point - A TV Lover's Worst Nightmare

[Zahzi]

Alan gave an approving grin, walking ahead of her and getting the door for her.
"You still remember the way to the dining room, correct..?" he asked, opening it for her.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Alan was completely ignored as Abagail went out into the hall. As she went by him, she pulled out the map she had been given by the others and consulted to it to get to the dining room, rather than using Alan or his perverted tour.  

[Zahzi]

Alan rolled his eyes once again, now following next to her.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

As they walked, Abagail kept herself on the opposite side of the hall, trying to put herself as far away from him as physically possible, her face buried into the map.

After what had happened and what he done, she felt uncomfortable now being around him alone. She had trusted him, slightly, when things started off. Alan had at least been nicer to her than she expected from any Master, most of her expectations coming from rumors other slaves being sold had told her. And, having him promise to not rape her like others would have helped put her at a bit of ease.

But the more and more he kept touching her, the more she doubted him. It would only be a matter of time before he got worse, and then where would she be..?  

[Zahzi]

"Ah, here we are." Alan called out after awhile.
He walked up to the door and opened it for her like last time.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Abagail walked in silently, again not looking to Alan or saying anything to him as she passed by and entered the room. Rather than going to the first available seat though, she stood by.

She wanted him to sit first, so she could take another seat away from him.  

[Zahzi]

Instead of sitting down, he went to the front in order to get a large plate of food.
While he could have just sat down and began eating, he gave the plate to Abagail, and then went to get his own, before finally sitting by himself on the other end of the room.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Abagail watched Alan dully, before she snorted and began to follow his suit. Just as she grabbed her plate though, he presented the one he prepared to her.

"Thanks..." She muttered, taking the plate and moving to the table, taking a seat quietly as she began to eat away from him.  

[Zahzi]

As they ate, the Dining Room was abuzz with conversations of the other slaves  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Abagail ate in silence, avoiding conversation as much as possible with the others. Her head was buzzing and arguing again as she tried to sort out what had happened in the wall.

Without a doubt, things went too far, too fast. But the arguing laid on whether or not she did like it, as Alan tried to tell her. She denied that it had felt good and that part of her wanted to continue, and that part being denied refused to be put away and ignored.

Only finishing part of her meal, she sighed and pushed the plate away. The internal arguing was getting annoying and she couldn't keep her stomach under control, which was feeling ill due to the battle in her head.  

[Zahzi]

Alan looked over at Abagail, raising an eyebrow.
"....Do you want me to escort you to your room..?" he asked, standing up.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"N-No. I'm fine." Abagail sighed, standing up from her seat shortly after Alan.

"Just a bit sick is all." She added as she pulled out her map, and began to follow it's directions to a room labeled simply as 'MW Bedroom'.  

[Zahzi]

"..Alright." Alan shrugged, sitting back down.
"You know where to find me if you need anything." he added, going back to eating.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I'll be sure to come find you when I want to be molested. Abagail grunted as she left the dining room.

One of the slaves then looked at Alan curiously.

"What's her problem?"  

[Zahzi]

"She's new, so she hasn't gotten used to the punishment system here." Alan sighed, leaning back in his chair.