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Rebecca grasped Estella wrist firmly, but not enough to cause physical discomfort. "It's just a house," she said, feeling the slave's fear ripple through the air, "probably not unlike many others you've worked at. I mean, unless I'm your first: then this will be an intresting learning experiance." She gripped onto the door's handle with her free hand, turning it, and kicking the door open. After making sure they were both inside the entryway, she closed it unceremoniously with her foot again. With long strides, she lead Estella towards one of the smaller lounges, furnished with a few couches, a couple of loveseats, and a handful of chairs, each padded with fabric. Rebecca didn't want her slave to feel too uncomfortable the first few moments of her stay, especially since she hasn't caused too much trouble. She walked towards a couch, letting go of Estella's wrist and motioning for her to sit. Rebecca took a seat on a chair just across from it and sat, unthinkingly taking off her shoes to expose her feet and throwing them towards the front door. Almost as if they were trying to keep hidden, another servant took the shoes and set them up neatly against the wall; they left as soon as the task was done. "I apologize for not being so proper our first meeting, but, well, you arn't anyone I'm worried about making a proper lady's impression on, correct?" She leaned back, her arms crossing. "Now, tell me about yourself, Estella is it? You shouldn't have to be so afraid of me right now," she smirked. It wouldn't be long, she was sure, before Estella would make one wrong move, exposing the fox in sheep's clothing. "What do you like to do in your spare time? How would you describe your personallity? Stuff like that."

"Don't stutter when you speak. Think your thoughts through before you speak, and learn to think quickly," Rebecca said, tapping her fingers against her thigh as she listened to Estella speak. "Reading and plants..." she thought aloud softly, cocking her head to the side in thought before saying, "I have a study where you can go whenever I give you permission. I do have a few small gardens in the back which will need tending to, so that can be one of your chores." Mistress Hunt stood up, smoothing her shirt and pants before running her fingers through her ebony hair. "Well, I think we will have to get to know each other when you're a little more comfortable around me...or in whatever mood it will take for you to talk. I'm sure you're going to need to get adjusted to this facility, so I shall leave you here with Evan, who will show you to your room and a small bathing room. Clean yourself up, get rid of the dress, and I expect to see you at 6:30 in the blue dining room, no later, or there will be punishment. Now, I have some things to take care of before I can meet you there." With that, Rebecca turned around, making a small gesture with her hand before a boy with spiked dark brown hair and dark brown eyes walked towards them. He had a slightly thinner black collar than Estella with black pants and a dark gray shirt. He nodded to Rebecca before she made her leave down the hall.

"Um, hello," Evan spoke weakly, as if he was unsure how to speak. "T-this way is to the room," he said before beginning to walk down a hallway perpendicular to the one Rebecca took, trusting Estella to walk close behind him.

[[Yes, it is. =)]]

[[Alright.]]

The gray van pulled up to the mansion. Rebecca opened the car door quickly and roughly yanked the leash to pull him out. She was sure that one of her other servants, Evan, was showing her other new slave around. They probably didn't realize she had left. "Welcome to your new home," she said, pulling him along behind her. Without looking at Kyo, she began to speak. "You will refer to me as Mistress, Mistress Rebecca, or Mistress Hunt, and by no other name. You shall follow my rules strictly, and do not think that I will not punish you for any wrong move. If you thought the guards were scary, you haven't seen me when I'm pissed - avoid that."

She dragged him unceremoniously into the entryway. Immediatly, Rebecca turned towards him and shoved him against the wall, her hands placed firmly on his shoulders. "So, what do you believe would be the best place to put you? I could always keep you chained up and torture you every day, but that doesn't seem like fun...how about working in the fields? Spending countless days and sleepless nights working on some vegetables - sound pleasent?" She cocked her head to the side.