"Fun." There was a lack of enthusiasm in her tone, and she sighed, rubbing her eyes. It was a chore she certainly would find no enjoyment in. "Yes, Scott, I promise I'll help her. It means a lot to me that you won't forget about me." She smirked, watching him and his actions carefully.
She sighed, shaking her head, and put a finger to his lips. "Even the best Masters have a bad streak... A thrill for pain, suffering, cries of agony, begging... You said yourself it turned you on. Don't you want to be like that? Someone who is respected by his slaves? While some are like me, and will give their loyalty regardless, there are those... the rebels, in general, that will use your kind-heartedness to manipulate their freedom. Running away from you, because they know there are no repercussions. You show them how to submit, and they won't run away." She paused, then raised her eyebrows. "And by the way you act... I'll assume the mystery girl is one who doesn't know how to behave."