Lorcán nodded. "Indeed. And you know that I don't call them slaves," he reminded Cecillio, pointedly. He then glanced at Estoul. "Hello, Estoul." Estoul glanced up. "Hello, Lorcán, sir," she greeted back, before dropping her eyes again. She had a high voice, reminiscent of wind-chimes. Lorcán then glanced at Kistune. "Cec, Estoul, this is Kitsune." Cecillo just gave a nod. "Have you made out a schedule?" As he spoke, Estoul gave a timid wave.

"No, I haven't yet. I've been telling her what I expect, and then you came home. I was planning on giving her a day or so to settle, and letting her work with Estoul to get a feel for it."

Kitsune smiled at Estoul though was slightly wary of Cecillio. It would take her a few to be completely okay with this... she wasn't a slave before and that was clear since she didn't have a scratch on her in the least.

Cecilio didn't look thrilled in the slightest. "A week. That's it. If no list has been made, she's gone." Lorcán rolled his eyes. "Yes, master," he muttered, sarcastically. Estoul looked a bit worried. "Um...please...um don't fight..." she pleaded, softly. Lorcán sighed. "You're right. It's not worth it. Cec knows I'll have a list up soon."

Lorcán stood and motioned for Kitsune to follow. "I'm going to show her to her room now," he informed them. Cecilio nodded. "Fine." Estoul just smiled slightly.

Kitsune nodded and stood to fallow her master without even a look that she wouldn't or didn't want to... she seemed to already be okay with this and didn't act like most new slaves like her.... she was actually very calm and didn't seem like she would be much of one to run.

Lorcán headed up the stairs and down the long hall. He let out a sigh when he was far enough away from Cecilio. "Well, that went better than I expected...he must be in a good mood."

That was a good mood? Lorcán stopped in front of a red door with orange flame like shapes. "This is my room. Cec's is the black door, and Estoul's is the green one." He pointed as he spoke. He then walked over to a light blue door and opened it. There was a large bed, with a blue bedspread. "Will this work?"

Inside there was also a small couch and a desk.

"Wow... yes... thank you..." Kitsune said as she looked around then knew that she really wanted to know about that question. "Um... I do have one more question... if you don't mind me asking it now..." she murmured quietly not looking at him yet still with her back to him a bit so he couldn't see it when her face flushed a bit at the thought.

Lorcán leaned against the doorframe, a smirk lighting up his face. He could feel the blush on her face. "Go for it," he offered. He stretched slightly, a gap forming between his pants and shirt, showing off a belly button ring. He seemed a bit amused at her embarrassment, as a sex demon he didn't get embarrassed easily.

"Uh... um... since you are an incubus am I more then just a normal servant/slave?... like... a play thing?" she seemed to have some issues getting to what she was actually trying to ask and her face only seemed to get redder by the word so she still didn't turn to face him not wanting to reveal how red her face was.

Lorcán laughed softly. "Ah...the elusive 'am I going to fuck you'... Well, that's up to you. I don't force myself on people. Why would I when I have people willing to sleep with me at the drop of a hat?" He shook his head, not finding this at all awkward. Hell, he could walk around naked and see no issue...

"I bought you just to be a servant, and a companion. Nothing more. If you'd like there to be more, I wouldn't object, however."

Kitsune sighed softly... and what he said seemed to make her feel slightly better and her face slowly returned to a normal color. "It would take awhile before I would think that..." she murmured as she finally turned to him looking quite tired now and wondered some if he was going to have her do anything today or if he would let her rest for today or at least for a little while