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@spencerholdsthekey
“Promise it won’t be that. NOt without her permission and yours of course.” He told her. “I felt like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and maybe some cookies.” He told her nodding. “How is your mistress? Is she nice?” He asked her as they walked towards the kitchen.
“First, stop with this. You need to stand up for yourself more. Walking around sad and depressed looking is only going to get you taken advantage of. I’m not saying be a bitch, but this has to be different.” He sighed. “Do you have a master?” He asked her. “Do you like peanut butter and jelly?” He asked.
Shrugging, Savannah wrung her hands. “Sorry.” She mumbled. Her whole life she had been taken advantage of, and the idea of standing up for herself was something foreign. “I have a Mistress.” Savannah said softly. “But..I don’t know where she is. And yes, I like peanut butter and Jelly.”
“You are a beautiful girl. Don’t look down, look up. Look people in the eye.” He told her. “A mistress? Will she be angry if I feed you lunch?” He asked her.
“First, stop with this. You need to stand up for yourself more. Walking around sad and depressed looking is only going to get you taken advantage of. I’m not saying be a bitch, but this has to be different.” He sighed. “Do you have a master?” He asked her. “Do you like peanut butter and jelly?” He asked.
“Wow, I didn’t know this was Bates Mansion of Whiny Bitches?” he mused arrogantly, puffing on the cigarette between his fingers. “Which one of you all wants the honor of being the first one to shut the fuck up and bend over my knee?”
Spencer chuckled. “Good luck with that. They all seem to have some measure of piss and moan in them today.” He shook his head.
“Trying to get out again?” He asked as he folded his paper putting it to the side. “Are you hungry?” He asked her.
Spencer took her in, looking her up and down, not sexually, just to know who he was dealing with. “I am afraid not darling. I don’t think I can. But I can probably tell you what has been going on.” He told her with a soft smile. “Is there anything in particular you are looking for.” He asked.
Spencer nodded. “Alright then.Follow me.” He told him as he began to walk. “When you stop acting like a kid, you can get treated like an adult.” He shrugged.
“Do you need anything from your room for the night?” He asked him. “Bruises heal kid. It might be better letting off steam though if you weren’t get hit back.” He said with a shrug.
Yes it had been a strange request to get the newspaper, not many people still read it, but he enjoyed it. He held his coffee in one hand as he read the page. He looked up when he felt the pair of eyes staring at him. “Can I help you?” He asked the person as he peered over his newspaper.
“Well then I guess I will be keeping an eye on you tonight.” He said nodding. “Next time you are angry and want to let out steam, try the punching bag in the gym. You are allowed in there aren’t you?” He questioned.
“Yes?” The blonde questioned as the other entered her dorm room. Brinley’s roommate had currently been out, spending time in the library for whatever reason, leaving her completely alone in the room. “Is there a reason you’re here or?”
"I was thinking since you did such a good job helping me with the pancakes, I thought maybe you might want to help me with something else today?” He asked her smiling.
“Do you still not have a master?” He asked. Spencer sighed. “ You didn’t get into a fight with the guards for no reason. What happened?” He asked him, knowing something else had happened.
God, I need to get out of here.
“That I can help with. Do you have a master?” HE asked realizing he probably should ask permission before taking her to the pool.”
“Ok. I think you are probably ok, no concussion, but you need to be watched over night.” He told him. “Why were you fighting with the guards?” He asked him offering his hand to help him up.
“Aren’t you a sassy little one.” He chuckled. “Well, welcome to Bates. I am sure you will have a great time here.” He said with a nod.
He held up his finger in front of the other. “Follow it with your eyes not your head.” He said as moved his finger across the front. “Now, I have a series of questions for you.” He said. “First, who is the president? And where are you?” He asked him. “What is today’s date?” He asked realizing he may not know the last one seeing as he was a slave.
God, I need to get out of here.
“Sorry Princess, but that is not going to happen anytime soon.”
