Re: Viewing Rooms: Sonny and Dante
Sonny waited as the man circled around him. He was use to standing still until commanded, conditioned since he was a child. It was not as hard as it looked. He was perfectly happy, if his master wished.
As the man walked back around and lifted his chin up, slightly dead but scared brown eyes looked into his masters. "I am not suppose to, Master Dante. Slaves are not permitted." He was just waiting for them man to punish him. This was a trick, his mind was telling him, but he even as he wanted to drop his eyes to floor he would not until commanded.
"Anything you ask of me, I will do. I am a slave, it is my duty to serve, Master Dante."