Breaking Point - A TV Lover's Worst Nightmare

[Zahzi]

"I figured that it was unspoken not to distract the MW..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...So, trying to woo the MW is considered a distraction? What exactly are they distracted from?"  

[Zahzi]

"I need someone I trust to help me with my experiments."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"And her having a personal life would distract her from your idiocies?"  

[Zahzi]

"You KNOW the kind of experiments that occur. He would take offence and try to attack me. A privilege only the MW has. I'm trying to make sure he doesn't lose an arm.."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"He knows too, and would back off I'm sure. Besides," he grinned at the bruise on Alan's neck and black eye.

"Looks like the girl handles herself just fine."  

[Zahzi]

Alan gave the slave a dull stare.
"You want to be in the punishment room, too..?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Your the one who got beat up by a little girl." The slave chuckled, returning to his meal.  

[Zahzi]

"Report to the punishment room tomorrow morning."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Alan was ignored as the slave continued with his meal...

The next morning...

Abagail woke up, in a bit of disgust, in her room again. After the previous afternoon's molesting, and last night's flirt who couldn't take a ******** hint, she had rested poorly the night ******** it.. I'm not going to work.." She moaned, turning herself over in bed.  

[Zahzi]

Meanwhile, Alan gave a sigh as he typed away on his computer in the study with a long face.
Something on the screen was not to his liking..  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Sir," a male popped his head through the door to the study. "John isn't showing up for punishment. He says, and I quote, 'I did nothing wrong. The brat is just being whiny because he got his a** kicked.'"

As Abagail laid in bed, her mind started to wonder about what horrible things she'd have to endure. Yesterday was terrible, with the molesting, and short skirts... But, despite it all, it was... Different. Almost nice.

Get a hold of yourself. She growled, glaring at the wall in front of herself. There was nothing nice about yesterday. Now get up and get a day off.

With a heavy and tired sigh, Abagail pulled herself from bed and walked out of her room. She still swore the sweats from yesterday, finding them extremely comfortable. Unsure of where to start off, Abagail went to where she first went yesterday - Alan's study room.  

[Zahzi]

Alan's eye twitched as he stood up.
"Go drag John into the room while I get it ready." he replied as he walked out of the study, leaving his computer unlocked.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Of course." He nodded his head before pulling out of the room.

Only a few minutes after Alan and the other slave left, Abagail walked into the empty study room, and was a bit surprised to find it so. Se expected the b*****d to be in here.

With nothing else to do, she started to look around the room, examining the things he had collected inside. Eventually, she made her way to the computer.

I wonder what sorts of things he has in there... She thought as she started at the black screen. It'd be wrong to look though... It's also wrong to own slaves. But what if there's something nasty? ******** it. I wanna know who this guy is. She sat down in his chair and shook the mouse to wake the computer, and stared at the glowing screen, hungry for any dirt Alan may have hidden away.  

[Zahzi]

"So...We going to be nice to our good master now..?" Alan asked, his arms crossed as he watched John in the Punishment room.